Dr. John Watson: It's not that he can't ride horses... how is it you put it? Sherlock Holmes: Their dangerous at both end and crafty in the middle... Why would I want anything with a mind of its own bobbing about between my legs?
Dr. Watson: [as he watches Sherlock drinking Formaldehyde] You're drinking embalming fluid? Sherlock Holmes: [exhales] Yes. Care for a drop? Dr. John Watson: You do seem... Sherlock Holmes: Excited? Dr. John Watson: Manic. Sherlock Holmes: I am. Dr. John Watson: Verging on... Sherlock Holmes: Ecstatic? Dr. John Watson: Psychotic. [Pauses] I should've brought you a sedative.