John: Are you alright?
Sherlock: Yes, I'm fine. Er... that thing you... offered to do, that... that was good.
John: Hm. I'm glad no one saw that.
Sherlock: Hm?
John: You ripping my clothes off in a darken swimming pool, people might talk.
Sherlock: They do nothing less.
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Sherlock: Catch... you... later.
Moriarty: No, you won't.