𝜗𝜚 ⠀𝗕𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗕 ﹔ various sentence starters ( platonic/romantic/antagonistic/etc ) from SHERLOCK HOLMES ( 2009 ) . please , like or reblog if you plan on using . feel free to change pronouns as needed. content warning : tw . part two.
you're forbidden to talk about to this to anyone, not a word.
we should give him a few minutes.
he was walking but his feet didn't touch the ground.
i'm not daft, i know what i saw.
it's not right - it's not nautral.
you know, I've seen things in war that I couldn't explain.
I once heard a man predict his death, down to the number and placement of the bullet holes that killed him.
you have to admit that a supernatural explanation is at least theoretically possible.
perhaps we do need a little help from the beyond.
you need to hear what i have to tell you.
i see two men, brothers. not in blood but in bond.
i see madness. a man driven of his mind by a malign force.
this is a new low -- even for you.
you're terrified of a life without the thrill of the macabre, as well you should be.
do you still have my cut from the fight?
i see something in his hand - darkness and great pain.
warn your friend, he's not safe.
he clearly felt something was coming to get him.
curious you'd still be running errands for a dead man.
i haven't slept all night.
i deserve this ... i clearly deserve it.
you're not implying i am responsible for our current situation are you?
we were set upon, man, it was self- defense.
why else would I continually allow myself to be led into situations where you're deliberately withholding your intentions from me?
you've never complained about my methods before.
i'm not complaining... I never complain... I never complain about your violin playing at three in the morning, your mess, your lack of hygiene, your stealing my clothes, your setting our home on fire!
if i were going to the country, i would be going with my future wife.
you're not human. you don't get it, do you?
you know, in another life, you'd have made an excellent criminal.
tell me you have answers.
i'm sure it's quite the mystery as to where you are, and who i am.
i think we have the right man.
what some call the dark arts, or practical magic.
we don't ask you to share our faith, only our fears.
very few are privy to that information, and we want to keep it that way.
death followed him wherever he went, from his birth to arms he made and sold.
no one could prove anything of course, but we all knew --
all this is history. the present and future are worse.
we've done our best to stop him ourselves, but it's not enough.
his power grows daily and exponentially.