After many, many hours, I've come to most wretched of realizations. One that might curdle your very blood. You are my friend.

Sherlock

You're firing me, so you can be my friend?

Alfredo

We had to put her in the Shoe. Oh, that's solitary.
Joan. We get Netflix.

Deputy Warden McCann

Sherlock: I have what some might call a strong personality.
Bell: Nah.

You think you broke us up with the power of your mind?

Bell

The great love of my life is a homicidal maniac. No one's perfect.

Sherlock

It kills you that an unremarkable prisoner could figure out how to escape from prison when you can't.

Joan

I don't know what's weirder … that I'm spending my Friday night with you or the Stanley freaking Cup.

Bell

Joan: You're getting stung on purpose?
Sherlock: Obviously.

Griffin: So what? This guy is just insane?
Sherlock: Or a canny fundraiser.

I love what we do. You. Me. Marcus. Holmes. It's not some report that shows up on my desk. I'm a part of this.

Gregson

Watson: How do you do it, guess things?
Sherlock: I observe and then I deduce.
Watson: How did you know I was a doctor, you said you could tell from my hands.
Sherlock: Hand, singular. It was soft no calluses.
Watson: How did you know my father had an affair?
Sherlock: Google. Not everything is deducible.