Una Stubbs credited as playing...
Mrs. Hudson
- Mrs. Hudson: It's a disgrace, sending your little brother into danger like that. Family is all we have in the end, Mycroft Holmes.
- Mycroft Holmes: Oh, shut up, Mrs. Hudson!
- Sherlock Holmes: [furious] Mycroft!
- Dr. John Watson: Hey!
- Mycroft Holmes: [long pause] Apologies.
- Mrs. Hudson: Thank you.
- Sherlock Holmes: Though do, in fact, shut up.
- Sherlock Holmes: [on the phone] Lestrade? We've had a break-in at Baker Street. Send your least irritating officers and an ambulance. Oh, no, no, no, no, we're fine. No, it's the, uh, it's the burglar, he's got himself rather badly injured.
- [Neilson, bound and gagged, but otherwise unharmed, looks up in confusion]
- Sherlock Holmes: Oh, a few broken ribs, fractured skull, suspected punctured lung.
- [pause]
- Sherlock Holmes: He fell out of a window.
- [cut to the first floor of Baker Street, where John is tending Mrs. Hudon's wounds]
- Mrs. Hudson: Oh! It stings...
- [a body falls past the window, landing with a crash]
- Mrs. Hudson: Oh, that was right on my bins.
- [Cut to a later street scene, as the ambulance pulls away]
- DI Lestrade: And exactly how many times did he fall out of the window?
- Sherlock Holmes: It's all a bit of a blur, Detective Inspector. I lost count.
- Irene Adler: Mr. Holmes, if it was the end of the world, if this was the very last night, would you have dinner with me?
- Mrs. Hudson: [off screen] Sherlock?
- Irene Adler: Too late.
- Sherlock Holmes: That's not the end of the world, that's Mrs. Hudson.
- Dr. John Watson: She'll have to sleep upstairs in our flat tonight, we need to look after her.
- Mrs. Hudson: No...
- Sherlock Holmes: No, no, no, she's fine.
- Dr. John Watson: No, she's not, look at her. She's got to take some time away from Baker Street. She can go and stay with her sister. Doctor's orders.
- Sherlock Holmes: Don't be absurd.
- Dr. John Watson: She's in shock, for God's sake, and all over some bloody stupid camera-phone. Where is it, anyway?
- Sherlock Holmes: Safest place I know.
- Mrs. Hudson: You left it in the pocket of your second-best dressing gown, you clot.
- [chuckles]
- Mrs. Hudson: I managed to sneak it out when they thought I was having a cry.
- Sherlock Holmes: Thank you. Shame on you, John Watson.
- Dr. John Watson: Shame on me?
- Sherlock Holmes: Mrs. Hudson leave Baker Street? England would fall.
- Mrs. Hudson: Sherlock, this man was at the door, is the bell still not working?
- [to the man]
- Mrs. Hudson: He shot it.
- Molly Hooper: How's the hip?
- Mrs. Hudson: Oh, it's atrocious, but thanks for asking.
- Molly Hooper: I've seen much worse, but then I do postmortems.