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Yeah.
- [NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE] - [CHUCKLING]
MAN: ...behind, take one.
- [LAUGHTER] - MAN: Take two. Mark.
Sorry.
WOMAN: Oh, man.
...is of interest in this context.
- [STAMMERING] - [LAUGHTER]
I was about to say, you want to step out?
[GAGS]
VVait, what drive-by? Are you saying someone shot Shin VVell?
[LAUGHS]
- Did I say that? - MAN: Yeah, you said Shin VVell.
[INAUDIBLE]
VVait, what drive-by? Are you saying that someone shot...
Let me go back. Hold on.
Wait, what drive-by?
Are you saying shot...
Oh, my God.
Wait, what drive-by?
I gotta... I gotta pull it together.
Hold on. [CLEARS THROAT]
He's not gonna listen. There's nothing I can do.
Captain, you have Watson and...
Captain... [EXHALES]
[BLEEP] ...you have Watson.
Captain, you have me and Watson.
Whom.
Don't say it.
[LAUGHING]
[SNIFFS]
Can't do it.
The DEA is after you.
- [CRACKS UP] - [CHUCKLING] whoa.
What drive-by?
VVait, what drive-by? Are you saying someone shot...
[LAUGHS]
[EXHALES]
Wait, I got it, I got it.
[ALL LAUGHING]
Sherlock?
Sherlock!
I need you two. Now.
What's going on? He's about to give it up.
Well, that would've been a real problem.
How so?
[LAUGHTER]
Now, the illness itself was a mystery.
Now, none of these things on their own is significant,
but together, they're all signs, uh, that doctors are taught to look out for.
And you think he killed her for it?
Mm». alumna-name
- What? - Sorry.
If you leave a big enough gap, I'll drive a bus through it.
[LAUGHING]
And you think he killed her for it? And Dr. Krieg?
We do. Marcus is on his way to the house.
I give up, I'm going home. I need to sleep.
- You are home. - [LAUGHTER]
If it wasn't Vvhitlook, it got to be Los... Esperetos.
[LAUGHS]
What? How you say it?
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VVait, what drive-by? Are you saying Shinwell was shot?
I can't say it. I can't... [BLEEP]
I can't shay it.
I can't say Shinwell right now.
- If you're cops, I'm a 00p. - I'm the only cop here.
MARCUS: That's Gracie Van Bylandt.
And, yes, she's one of those Gracie Van Bylandts.
That's Gracie Van Bylandt.
And, yes, she's one of those Van By...
Got a pile of mail. Rash is...
Got a pile of mail. Trash is right...
Looks like...
- Should we start again? - We should probably do that again.
MAN: Action.
We knocked, no answer. So the building manager let us in.
We got a pile of mail, the tripe is rash.
Looks like... Kind of guessing...
[LAUGHTER]
A week ago, Cole submitted a paper to a science blog,
that says he believes the whole way we're looking for satellites...
Mmm...
So where does all this put us?
Sounds like you're not even sure that, uh...
that this is the what, let alone the why.
- [BOTH LAUGHING] - Something like that.
VVell, I'm gonna make it easy for you. Consult him.
Because... No, no, just to consult this murder, but...
[BOTH LAUGHING]
The world's gonna come to an end.
Sorry, let's go back. All right, come on.
[GIGGLING]
Oh, my hands have gone numb.
Are they?
[CHUCKLING] Thank you.
- Oh, no! - [LAUGHTER]
[YELLING]
I knocked on her front door, I told her I liked her deck.
When I said that I might be interested in hiring the carpenter she used,
she said that...
[LAUGHING] Little munchkin.
Let me go back.
Let me go back. It's okay.
- Okay. - [LAUGHING]
This time delivered straight from the fangs of a deadly Coastal Taipan.
- VVATSON: How can you tell? - There's one right behind your foot.
What do I do?
Gonna look that up.
I'd start with "don't get bitten."
Hang on.
[LAUGHTER]
MAN: And... cut.
WOMAN: Shinwell was shot.
Wait, what drive-by?
Are you saying someone shot Shinwell?
Is that his name or am I crazy?
MAN: Cut!