I knew it.
"Not Breathing" It has to be some kind of mistake!
Stop talking about it. It's been a week.
But you know... he's just a suspect, right?
He's not the criminal!
But he said he did it.
Damn it!
Moriarty's being treated as the criminal.
And Watson and Mary are gone!
What's going on?
I just don't get it!
New drink?
--Yo! --Hey there.
I'll have a grown-up beer. With simple syrup.
I want a cola! With double caffeine!
Strawberry syrup and milk!
Hooray!
Hey, did the captain contact you?
They said on TV he went missing after the concert.
His dad was killed, too.
Poor Captain...
But I'm sure he'll just walk through the door any second now.
With a handful of presents!
Merry Christmas!
The town council has presents for the kids!
Wa-hoo!
Hooray!
Give me! Give me!
--Hurry! Hurry! --Here you go.
Lame! I don't need chocolate!
There's at least a dokkiri-man deal in it, right?
Don't say that. It's good.
Here, this is for the bar.
Oh, my!
Merry Christmas!
Thanks!
I thought the town council ran out of money.
Maybe we still had some left.
What's wrong?
Where's Santa?
The one with the purple beard!
What's gotten into you, Sherlock?
Move!
Sherlock!
I'm having a Christmas party tonight. Come see me!
We've got more to talk about.
"Error Fingerprint Not Recognized"
No!
This isn't... Albert's...
I deduced that Albert
didn't kill you because he wanted to use you as a messenger.
Um...
I searched all the clothes you were wearing.
All that's left is your phone...
Excuse me.
There it is.
The holy tree bursts on the night of His birth.
Bringing eternal sleep to a town covered in filth,
at the end of the road of gifts,
I shall offer a great cat up to the lord.
It seems he's started another game.
Come out.
So you knew that I was alive.
The cops have been following me for the past few days.
Because you told them to.
You're going to Moriarty, right?
Believe in me.
I'm going with you.
We're in position.
This is Sanders with HQ.
As soon as Moriarty shows up, grab him.
Have SWAT on standby.
Roger.
Do we have to go this far? It's just a teenager.
After what we saw at the Moran Mansion,
we need to assume that he's a class 1 felon.
Watson tells us he may be associated with Albert--
An explosion on the upper levels of city hall! Sitrep! Now!
I repeat: An explosion on the upper levels of city hall!
All I can do now is stop Moriarty.
And make him face judgment.
I don't know what he's thinking.
But...
...I still like him.
You're a fool.
You're a fool. And a good guy.
It's snowing.
Yeah.
It's beautiful.
On the other side of the wall is your beloved Kabukicho.
Watson, you came, too, huh?
The blood in the photo Mary sent me is enough that if you lost it, you'd die.
That was both of your blood in the photo, wasn't it?
Smart thinking, doc.
And wow, you've really gotten smarter!
You're the one who got Lestrade moving, too, right?
If you knew I was alive, why didn't you kill Lucy-san?
I don't care about Lucy.
But I'm glad you're alive!
Looks like it's started down below.
The Christmas party!
Report!
The elevators are shut down.
But in ten minutes...
What's wrong? Hey!
Gas! Retreat!
Your top priority is to get the wounded out of there!
Can you hear me?
Looks like I'll have to deal with this personally.
Where are you going?
A Squad's captain went down.
I'll take command.
Fools.
A few seconds of thought and you'd have figured it out.
Moriarty, this building is surrounded by the cops.
I called them.
You're helpless.
So turn yourself in!
I don't want you to commit any more crimes!
You really are naive.
Simple. Ordinary.
And boring.
But your naivety is a bad influence on Sherlock.
Sherlock. The tea pot in your heart is just like mine.
It has a hole in it.
What Watson is to you, Alex was to me.
He keeps trying to fill your teapot with good things, even though there's a hole.
Moriarty, what do you want to do?
Why do you keep telling Sherlock to join you?
You wouldn't understand if I told you...
But I want to have lot of fun with Sherlock!
I want to use this whole world as a stage,
setting up unsolvable crimes,
and having him set them up for me!
Sherlock would never do that!
I was able to figure out who I really was after Jack killed Alex.
But when I figured it out, I regretted it...
Regretted not killing Alex myself.
I know Sherlock can't kill you right now.
He's boring right now. It's probably too painful for him.
But if that city turned into a sea of flames...
No.
Let's give it a try first.
No...
James Moran! Surrender!
We repeat, surrender!
God, their ideas are so simple.
No!
Don't get in my way, damn it!
See what you almost did?
You have permission to fire!
Kill him! Now!
Wait!
Sherlock and Watson are negotiating with him now.
Let's wait a little--
Forget them!
They were friends with James Moran anyway, right?
Can you be sure they're not doing this with him?
Let's hurry!
Now kill Watson.
Destroy your teapot just like I did.
Then you can be free!
You can be the real Sherlock Holmes!
Why do you want me?
Are you lonely?
You want me because you want to fill your heart with me.
In other words, you didn't break your teapot at all.
Moriarty, please!
I know it may be too late to start over, but...
I won't give up on you!
God, you make me sick!
If Sherlock won't do it, I'll be your Jack.
I'll be Jack, the one who took my prey from me...
Move.
Move!
I was so bored on the West Side.
Maybe my tea pot was empty, to use your words.
So I went to Kabukicho, learned rakugo,
and started to care about people's hearts.
But I didn't know how to deal with them.
I think it's best if you not come back.
Then I met you.
I like your rakugo.
Dork.
I mean do what detectives do, make deductions, right?
Mystery-solving rakugo!
It's ironic.
The man who's telling me to destroy my tea pot
is the one who first made me look inside it!
No! That's not what I wanted to do...
You're the one who told me I could be a detective,
who taught me how wonderful it is to see other people's hearts.
After meeting you, I decided this world wasn't so bad after all.
In this world, there's you, there's me, there's Dad,
there's people we know and people we don't.
So I want you to always keep loving this world.
But that's not what Alex meant!
That's not what I want!
That world...
No!
...I don't need it.
"Dog"
What's this?
Albert distributed all those bombs disguised as Christmas trees
in places where kids gathered.
The toy section at the shopping mall.
The arcade.
The candy store.
I had Yoshio work with the kids
and Kobayashi work with the Yakuza to find them all.
But why does it say "dog"?
That, I don't know.
So, um, why does it say "dog"?
Sorry. It was dark so I guess I dropped one.
It was supposed to say "great" but now it says "dog."
But it still worked out.
But why did we do all this?
I guess it's time to reveal the trick.
The holy tree bursts on the night of His birth.
Bringing eternal sleep to a town covered in filth,
at the end of the road of gifts,
I shall offer a great cat up to the lord.
Wait, if he did it twice,
does that mean he actually thinks those poems are cool?
"The holy tree bursts on the night of His birth. Bringing eternal sleep to a town covered in filth..." The holy tree is a Christmas tree.
"The holy tree bursts on the night of His birth. Bringing eternal sleep to a town covered in filth..." The great cat is Pipe Cat.
"The holy tree bursts on the night of His birth. Bringing eternal sleep to a town covered in filth..." And his "lord" is Moriarty.
Not only did he lose his sacrifice to his lord,
he was made a fool of.
So I assumed he'd come back to finish the job.
Looks like I was right.
Now give it up!
Hands up, Albert Trevor!
8020463840!
This is it!
This is what I wanted to do!
Sherlock's the best!
--Moriarty, it's too late for you. --Way to go...
Yup.
I can't start over again.
The hole in my heart keeps getting bigger.
I can't stop the desires to destroy...
The desires to kill.
Target is in my sight.
Fire!
Damn it!
All I can do for you now is...
Sherlock, let's go together.
Sherlock!
Stop it, Sherlock!
Throw down your weapon, James Moran!
Sherlock...
Save me...
Oh, yeah. That's right.
Moriarty?
How is the blue bird of happiness like a castle that was only around for a week?
I don't know, how?
They're both gone before you know it.
I was wrong. That's right.
It's me...
Right, Sherlock?
The one you love as much as Watson is me, myself.
No!
It's not me who's killing me now.
It's you, Sherlock.
Stop! Stop!
I'm sad we couldn't play together.
Fool.
Moriarty!
"The Thread Where We Talk About Yeast" --Something's different. --What happened?
"The Thread Where We Talk About Yeast" When do we talk about yeast?
"See You Next Week!"