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Shame on me if Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii didn't get ThAt One!

Carol where is the calendar, I can't locate it.

Ah, a power play. A power play with the most powerful family in Britain. Now that is a dominatrix. Ooh this is getting rather fun isn't it.

A please.

This was one of my favorite scenes too, and I interpreted it as you did. John's had quite the morning, really. The first thing he does when he gets up is find best friend back on drugs and lying on dirty mattress in a smack den. It's his worst fear -- he, John, got married, and his best friend couldn't really handle the change, so he slipped right back into bad habits as soon as he was alone. He stages an impromptu intervention with the help of big brother Mycroft, then he turns around to find that Janine, who I very much like as a character but would classify as a girl who is quite, um, "fun," is coming out of Sherlock's bedroom. And the kicker is, she isn't a drug-fueled one night stand. She's been there before! A lot! She's joining "Sherl" in the bath and sitting on his lap -- completely out of character for a guy who seems to need a fair amount of personal space. And then there's the cutesy talk typical of a new relationship, combined with a really long snog goodbye. So, 180 degree turn: Sherlock maybe hasn't fallen apart, maybe he has developed an actual, adult romantic relationship. What. The. Hell. No wonder John is having a lot of trouble processing all this. I think the bit where he looks away from the snogging and kind of up to inspect the tops of the curtains or anything in the world he can fix his eyes on that will keep him from watching this impossible scene going on in front of him is just brilliant. I know the first time I watched it, I watched it alone and actually said out loud at that point, "This is a lot of information all at once." Anyway, absolutely a brilliant scene and very well acted on all parts. (I am, of course, getting my fiction cause and effect exactly backwards, but every time I see that scene, I'm reminded of the episode of House where House and Cuddy break up and House checks into a hotel for two weeks of Vicodin and hookers. Until I knew what was going on in this scene, I had a moment of thinking that maybe Sherlock had just decided to completely throw self-control to the wind.) Another favorite scene I came here to post is the end of the reception at the end of TSoT. A lot has been said about Sherlock leaving the reception early and alone, but the part that tears me apart is the musical score. Sherlock in general uses very little contemporary music, and the original score they do use somehow takes our characters just a bit out of the modern "real world" and allows them to retain a bit of Victorianism or sense of "otherness." The use of "December 1963" as the first pop song played at the wedding destroys me. Up til that point, Sherlock has handled everything really well, especially for someone who never expected to have a friend, let alone a best friend, let alone a best friend who wanted him as best man. Yeah, he's gotten a little manic with the napkin folding and ran off the rails for a bit solving an attempted murder in the middle of his speech, but he also composed an ethereal violin waltz for the new couple and has basically done everything within his power to make sure that his best friend's special day is perfect. He's controlling it. But then that song comes on, and it's like a door closes. It's an invasion of modernity interjected into a day that Sherlock has helped orchestrate into being timeless. He loves dancing, but let's face it: No one is going to ask him to stand in a group and bounce up and down doing the "white man's overbite" (cf. When Harry Met Sally) to a pop song. There are going to be no more romantic waltzes to dance to that night, no more opportunities to attempt to control the trajectory of the day. His job is done. And he's just now realizing it. LOVE!

Definitely. Also, haven't we all been there, in a way? A dear friend has fallen in love, and even though we're sorry that this means we'll be seeing less of them in the near future, we're ready to cheer the new couple on - until we first meet the other half of the equation. And then the brain goes - you're in love with this?! Love isn't rational, and it's not always easy to understand a friend's decision/impulse to pair up with a particular person. And since Janine was Mary's bridesmaid, John must've known her and her basic personality. No wonder he was staring like that. Well put.

You know Boton, maybe we're so eye to eye on this whole HLV thing because we're both Ohioans!

Oh Boton, my Boton, where have thou been oh my sweet Boton.

That's the awesome, yet dreadful thing about the English language. Either find or considered would be good. Pull up an English thesaurus & go to town! Main Entry: consider Part of Speech: verb Definition: turn over in one's mind Synonyms: acknowledge, allow for, assent to, chew over, cogitate, concede, consult, contemplate, deal with, deliberate, dream of, envisage, examine, excogitate, favor, flirt with, grant, inspect, keep in mind, look at, meditate, mull over, muse, perpend, ponder, provide for, reason, reckon with, recognize, reflect, regard, revolve, ruminate, scan, scrutinize, see, see about, speculate, study, subscribe to, take into account, take under advisement, take up, think out, think over, toss around Antonyms: discard, dismiss, forget, ignore, neglect, reject

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Uhm, Sherlock didn't behave as a village idiot. Boton made a good point somewhere around here. He sacrificed himself for Mary & John. I'll go a step further, a village idiot wouldn't think to save the entire Western world, from being ran by a journalist for his own financial gain. But I'm not saying Sherlock was an idiot (altho maybe I should! ) I just mean that it doesn't take someone with Sherlock's intellectual gifts to pull a trigger. He could have been an idiot, and still shot the man. It just adds to the sadness, imo; Sherlock's spent his life sacrificing everything to his brainwork; but when he got to CAM, it was all rendered useless. Historically knowledge and intelligence couldn't get him out of the situation, he had to resort to brute force. (AHA! That'swhy what I meant by "brutishness!" Finally, the brain makes the connection.........) Any genius @ that point, in order to get rid of the Magnussen files would have had to result in brute force. I still have yet to hear how they could have destroyed the files intellectually from anyone, Anyone, anyone get rid of the Magnussen files using wit. No one has been able to come up with a LESS CRUEL option than shooting CAM. I came up with drug him with something that gives home amnesia, but that's pretty cold blooded, to have someone live their entire life that way, or I supposed he could of bashed his head in with many blows instead of shooting him. Or hay, what comes around goes around, let's put him in a bonfire yes!? Listen to his skin crackle & pop, yes.

The credits roll by, but then when they're all done, you see a scene with Sherlock and John crawling out of a pile of rubble, covered in dust but relatively unscathed. Awwww. That's so sweeeeeeet!

Uhm, Sherlock didn't behave as a village idiot. Boton made a good point somewhere around here. He sacrificed himself for Mary & John. I'll go a step further, a village idiot wouldn't think to save the entire Western world, from being ran by a journalist for his own financial gain.

I completely disagree, its obvious that Sherlocks plan was to have the British government descend upon Appledore & obtain blackmailing files. If he originally had a plan to shoot CAM, as soon as he handed CAM the laptop then blow off his head & leave.

Oh, Arcadia, what a can of worms you are opening there. Yes, I know. I've been taking lessons from Jess..... coming to the dark side with dead Magnussen and myself, hey?

Mall

I don't know. G?

I agree with this, although I have sympathy for Schlauer Fuchs's position. It's uncomfortable for me to see Sherlock put himself into that kind of jeopardy. (Well, I do love a tortured, intellectual hero who will risk his life and health, so there's that....) But for the second time around (the "canteen" meeting with CAM), I think Sherlock's brain came back on line before his body did, and I think he's used to considering himself a walking brain. (cf. the unaired pilot comment referenced above, "Everything else is just transport.") In some ways, I think this sheds light both on his morphine use and on his vulnerabilities. I picture that little restaurant being the restaurant that every urban hospital I've ever seen has nearby: Its the little place that makes its living by being cheek-by-jowl with the hospital and being a place families can go get something different to eat than they could in the cafeteria. (There's always a flower shop next door, too.) My own backstory says that Sherlock has had some time to recover, and he's maybe not using the PCA (patient controlled analgesia) morphine pump as much (I think it was set somewhere at the 2-4 range on a 10 scale when he bumped it up during the meeting) and probably is walking around a bit. Typically, after a bit less than a week, they will have liver surgery patients start to walk around and get their strength back, so I figure he was told that he should start walking to the canteen to get his meals if he wants, because that would be a good, safe distance. He takes a look at how close this little restaurant is and figures that it doesn't make any difference if he turns left at the bottom of the elevator to go to the hospital canteen or right to walk out the door to the restaurant ("I am in hospital; this is the canteen." "It is?" "In my opinion."), so he sees his opportunity to meet CAM. He thinks he can clear his head of the morphine long enough to think his way through the encounter; the morphine drip is riding shotgun to support his body, not his mind. After all, he's figured the damn thing out! He's observed CAM's glasses, he knows CAM stares into nothingness and says "I'm reading," so Sherlock thinks he's got the "portable Appledore" figured out. He went to that restaurant to see Appledore, but he thought it was the spectacles. When it turns out he's wrong, he learns the hard way that maybe he wasn't quite in the right shape to do this, because he doesn't have much of a backup plan. Selling out Mycroft isn't too much of a hardship or a leap because that's what their relationship is: sibling rivalry wrapped in admiration for an older brother who always seemed to be able to take care of himself. Mycroft will be find if he's involved. Heck, he might actually be helpful. At minimum, Mycroft could pull in the resources of MI6, so this seems like a safe bet. That's the difference, as you say, between fiction and fact. But I think there's a point to be made here that Sherlock doesn't cavalierly shoot CAM. He makes the calculation that there are some things worth dying for. He ultimately has to show the flaws we discussed above to get him to this untenable situation where the only way out is to erase the Appledore vaults, wherever they might be. I think Sherlock has opened himself up to a lot of things over S3, most specifically friendship, and now he realizes that having people you care about also means that sometimes you care about them more than you do yourself. The way he shot CAM is not frivolous. He retreats into the persona that has always protected him ("Alone is what I have; alone protects me.") and draws strength from his ability to be the outcast who works solo ("I'm a high-functioning sociopath. Merry Christmas!"). And he shoots CAM and throws the gun away in one move and puts his hands up to accept his punishment -- hardly sociopathic behavior. The whole shooting was, in a weird way, a very very selfless act. He was willing to go to jail or even die as long as his friends John and Mary were safe and could live together as they wanted. This is quite deserving of a Love button. You are going to be very useful to me Boton- the voice of Janine ( who apparently will be back in season 4, according some article I posted awhile back around here. )

Complain all you like! We can spin it off into a long rambling discussion involving as many grave issues as we can think of. That's what I've been saying the whole time. HLV is rated PG in comparison to these other detective stories that gun down 1-3 people per episode, who didn't use mind palaces to control the world. Yes, thankfully, the show in general is pretty PG. I don't think I'd be able to watch it otherwise, and I hope it stays that way. Oh, Arcadia, what a can of worms you are opening there. I've had this whole discussion about media violence, especially in computer games, and real life (teen) violence so often, and I still don't quite know who is right about what. I am really pressed for time at the moment (and I dare you to make a stupid pun out of that...), so I won't launch into one of my long rants, but short version: Sherlock is not a kids show. Grown-ups should be able to distinguish between fiction morals and real life morals. And most kids aren't half as dumb as most people think. Actually, when I was little, this was exactly the kind of attitude in adults that had me fuming with anger, this assumption that because I was a child, I was likely to believe anything I saw and emulate any TV or book character who crossed my path. The show doesn't even claim that Sherlock shooting people is okay, let alone real people shooting real people. His Last Vow makes a huge fuss about the one killing of the big villain. Compare that to other action films / series, or even superhero flicks! I know this probably makes me a bad person somehow, but I totally fall for chain-smoking, occasionally gun-wielding, sarcastic dark detective anti-heroes. (Hello, Mr Marlowe, yes, I am going to read the last one of your stories I don't know yet soon, the vacation is coming up!), and I don't give a hoot how politically incorrect that is or what bad role models they are. I don't want them as role models. I have real people for that. He's not so much stupid as reckless. And probably dangerously bored, lying in a hospital bed staring at the ceiling. Even an ordinary person nearly goes out of his or her mind eventually when hospitalized for a longer period of time. Sherlock puts his brain above his "transport", and even if the safety of his friends was not endangered by Magnussen, I think he'd have run off repeatedly and done some work just to keep himself sane - well, as sane as he'll ever be. "All that matters is the work - without that, my brain rots". I still hear Falcur when you post. No squeeky voice issues comming through. Nope.

They would hate me. I love Communistic government policies. Socialism all the way Baby! Are you serious? Yes. Not dictarships people. I'm talking about socialism. I feel that system is far more for the people versus our government where every single person is a crook. Yes crooks. Corporate Lobbyists run the US.

uhhhh there is a baD puns thread some where's rounds here. Or maybe he's caught between a rock and a hard place. Or he's hijacked and forced to work at sea? Or he becomes a politician and has to shake a lot of hands. Or maybe he takes his suit to the cleaners but forgets to get out of it first. (Okay, folks, this is what you get for ignoring my BRILLIANT steamroller pun! Bwahahahahah......)

Although I'm not choosing to "believe' that was his final plan. I know he calculated that's the only thing he could do @ that point or any other point. Mary was right Magnussen had to die, there was no getting around that.