Young Sherlock Holmes

[after defeating Sherlock in a fencing match] My game, Holmes. Now, gentlemen, Mr. Holmes lost because of one important factor: his emotions took over. He ignored discipline. Never replace discipline with emotion. Well played, Holmes.

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Elementary, my dear Holmes... elementary.

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Sherlock Holmes: You're the new boy. John Watson: Yes, I transferred from another school. My name is... Sherlock Holmes: Wait - let me. [observes him for a moment] Your name is James Watson. You're from the north of England, your father is a doctor, you spend a considerable amount of leisure time writing, and you have a particular fondness for custard tarts. Am I correct? John Watson: My name isn't James, it's John. Sherlock Holmes: James, John - what's the difference? John Watson: A great deal! Sherlock Holmes: Very well, so your name is John. How did I do on the others? John Watson: You were correct. On every count. How is it done? Is it some sort of magic trick? Sherlock Holmes: [chuckles] No magic, Watson. Pure and simple deduction. The name-tag on your mattress reads "J Watson". I selected the most common name that begins with "J" - "James". Or "John", that would have been my second choice. John Watson: Of course. Sherlock Holmes: Your particular style of shoes are not made in the

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Older Watson: [narrating] It was the beginning of my second week at Brompton. With each passing day, my fascination with Sherlock Holmes and his world continued to grow. On this occasion, the entire school was bursting with excitement. Dudley had challenged Holmes to a test of ingenuity, skill, and perception. Dudley had snatched the school's fencing trophy and hidden it in a secret place. He gave Holmes sixty minutes to find the trophy. Holmes accepted the challenge with confidence. Sherlock Holmes: The game is afoot!

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John Watson: I can't afford to jeopardise my medical career! Sherlock Holmes: Weasel. John Watson: I'm not a weasel. I am... practical. Sherlock Holmes: Weasels are practical. And I imagined you courageous and stout of heart. John Watson: I am courageous. And I'm stout of heart. It's just that... oh, all right. I'll do it.

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Sherlock Holmes: Sherlock Holmes, jealous? My dear, that word does not enter my vocabulary. Elizabeth Hardy: Neither does punctuality.

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