JUDGE: Miss Sorrel, are you seriously claiming this man is an expert, after knowing the accused for just five minutes?
SHERLOCK: Two minutes would have made me an expert. Five was ample.
JUDGE: Mr. Holmes, that’s a matter for the jury.
SHERLOCK: Oh, really?
SHERLOCK: One librarian; two teachers; two high-pressured jobs, probably the City.
SHERLOCK: The foreman’s a medical secretary, trained abroad judging by her shorthand.
JUDGE: Mr. Holmes!
SHERLOCK: Seven are married and two are having an affair – with each other, it would seem! Oh, and they’ve just had tea and biscuits.
SHERLOCK: Would you like to know who ate the wafer?
JUDGE: Mr. Holmes. You’ve been called here to answer Miss Sorrel’s questions, not to give us a display of your intellectual prowess.
(Sherlock takes a breath but can’t help smiling a little at the acknowledgement of his ‘intellectual prowess’. John stares at him sternly.)
JUDGE: Keep your answers brief and to the point. Anything else will be treated as contempt. Do you think you could survive for just a few minutes WITHOUT SHOWING OFF?!