Mycroft: So that's it, is it? You're just going. John: Well don't worry! There's a place for people like you, desperate, terrified, the ones with nowhere else to run. Mycroft: What place? John: 221B Baker street. See you in the morning. If there's a queue, join it.
Mycroft: Doctor Watson, why would he do that to me, that was insane! John: Yes, well, someone convinced him that you wouldn't actually tell the truth unless you were actually wetting yourself. Mycroft: Someone? John: Probably me.
