The episode begins with a bald man watching a soccer game while assembling a gun. Behind him, on the floor, is a man, whose hands is tied and mouth taped. The man then arranges a tripod and then hooks up the tied man and hangs him upside down. The bald man then picks up a knife and slits the man’s throat. Next, Holmes is staring at a box full of bees and Watson wonders why the box inside the house is. Holmes tells her that he is planning to shift it into her room after she leaves. Watson wants him to carve out time to talk to discuss exit protocols. Just then Gregson calls. They arrive at the crime scene. The victim’s name is Vicars. ..Read the full recap
(Watson tells Sherlock that part of her finishing with a client is going out to dinner and talking about the experience and a plan to continue on to recovery.)
Sherlock: It's time I told you Watson, you place far too much emphasis on talking. Most of what we humans have to say to one another is communicated haptically. When I think of the many thousands of words you yourself have wasted in your time here...
(Sherlock presents his personal case file for a British serial killer who has ended up in New York.)
Sherlock: M. a simple moniker for a complicated monster. He is without question the most sinister taker of lives I have ever had the displeasure of pursuing.
(Watson comes home rambling about what to order for dinner.)
Sherlock: Watson I'm going to need you to be very very quiet right now.
Sherlock: Because I believe that our home has just become a crime scene.
(Watson protests Sherlock's newest plan.)
Sherlock: I don't think you understand Watson. Without you none of this would have been possible. Everything you've helped me do over the past six weeks, every meeting you've dragged me to, every exercise you've compelled me to perform, it's all been in preparation for this moment. I'm not throwing away any of that. I'm using it. I'm as clear headed and as focused as I've ever been. There's a clarity to my thinking.
(Sherlock surprises M.)
Sherlock: Arsenal fan... As if I didn't have enough reason to despise you.
Sherlock: Me. (Flips open a baton) Baton.
(Sherlock makes some things very clear for M.)
Sherlock: A famous statistician once stated, "While the individual man is an insolvable puzzle, in aggregate he becomes a mathematical certainty." You can for example, never foretell what a man will do. You can with precision say what an average man will do. Individuals vary, percentages remain constant. So says the statistician. I am not an average man.
(Watson talks to Sherlock about what happened between he and M.)
Sherlock: I'm sorry that I lied to you, Watson. The last few days have been quite vexing.