Tinks wrote:

Did he not turn the drip back on while Janine was there, rather than increase the dose? She'd turned it off while he was sleeping, hadn't she?
Then she leaves, and he resolves to do what he needs to do to help Mary - something Janine says to him seems to make it clear to him what action to take - he then turns the morphine off so he can remove his drips and leave the Hospital.

If you watch again, the graphic that pops up shows that he increases the level of morphine from very low to near maximum after Janine says she "might have fiddled with the taps." And Janine does glance over to the perfusion readout when he does so. Once she leaves, he turns the level down, although not to the same level as Janine had it. He doesn't turn it off completely on screen.

TeeJay wrote:

besleybean wrote:

I took it he was merely switching the drip back on, that Janine had switched off.

Also, I don't think Janine had switched off the morphine. If you look closely, he just ups the dosage from a low to a rather high setting. Either he reduced it himself while Janine was there to make sure he wasn't loopy, or the doctors did that, and Sherlock just increased the dosage because he was in a lot of pain and didn't want Janine to see it.

Well, he initially ups the dosage while Janine is there to give her the impression that he's feeding his addiction (in the event she might relay that info to Magnussen or the press). As soon as she leaves, he lowers the dose significantly.

Willow wrote:

 
We don't know that Mycroft didn't run a background check on Mary; I wrote about this on the AGRA thread, so I won't repeat it here, but Mycroft would not have been babysitting John in Sherlock's absence. He would check, but that doesn't mean that he would do anything about the information. He doesn't do rescuing damsels in distress, John being the damsel in this instance.

I agree that killing John is highly implausible; however, a consulting master criminal with a world wide network would undoubtedly have information about people prepared to murder for money. It would be exceedingly strange if he didn't; it may be that Mary was linked to Moriarty in that way, simply as a potential resource. The one thing I am sure of is that we are going to learn a lot more about Mary in S4

I tend to agree. Sherlock said Mary acquired Mary Morstan's name and date of birth 5 years prior to his shooting in HLV "and thereafter her identity." I keep wondering whether Mary could have been Moriarty's main sniper in TGG (the sniper who killed the old blind lady and all the other people in that block of flats; possibly one of the snipers at the pool too). Magnussen does mention that she went "freelance." It's possible Jim may have used her services prior to TGG and pressed her back into service when he went on his bombing spree game with Sherlock.

I also find it impossible to believe that Mycroft would not have investigated Mary's background, particularly once he knew Sherlock was returning to London (and John). I mean, the man kidnapped John and tested his integrity with a bribe the night after our good doctor met Sherlock. He'd certainly investigate someone who was becoming close to his brother, albeit through John. Unless, of course, Mycroft already knew who and what Mary was. She may have freelanced for him. Perhaps she was the person who "persuaded" John's sniper to step down in TRF?

Additionally, if John could figure out that Sherlock was protecting

Hudders wrote:

TeeJay wrote:

This is kind of random, but here's what happened this morning in my office. (I share an office room with a very lovely lad called Thomas who is very well aware and tolerant of my TV geek tendencies.)

9:28am, I get into the office. Thomas isn't there. I quietly boot up the computer, check some e-mails. He's probably in a meeting.
9:57am. Thomas comes in, we exchange good mornings, he asks how I am.

Me: The season 3 finale of Sherlock aired last night, and I'm still alive.
Him: We've seen each other for barely 30 seconds, and already you're talking about Sherlock.

Yes, that pretty much defines our office conversations these days.

 
Seems familiar to me
My mom caught me from work and after saying hello I started with Sherlock. The same when my husband came from work. This show makes me go insane

Oh, yeah. My Sherlock/Ben filter often fails. Great to know I'm not alone.

These are all so great!

And here's one that had me choking on Sunday night: BAMF!John getting his adrenalin fix at the crack house. I have to include the whole thing because . . . sooo many great quips, John!

Wiggins: Ya gotta go. No one's allowed here.
John: Isaac Whitney? Have you seen him?
Wiggins pulls a switchblade knife.
John (testily): I'm asking you if you've seen Isaac Whitney and now you're showing me a knife. Is it a clue?
Wiggins makes slashing motions with the knife, indicating John should leave.
John: Are you doing a mime?
Wiggins: Go! Or I'll cut ya.
John: Ohhh, not from there. Let me help.
Strides within reach of Wiggins.
John (reaching critical mass): Now, concentrate. (very pointedly) Isaac Whitney.
Wiggins: Okay. You asked fer it.
John casually disarms Wiggins at warp speed, uses a throat hold to slam him against the wall, kicks his legs out from under him then picks up the dropped switchblade.
John: Right. Are you concentrating yet?
Wiggins (barely able to wail): You broke my arm!
John: Nope, I sprained it.
Wiggins: It feels squishy! Is it supposed to feel squishy? (presenting said arm to John) Feel that!
John (feeling Wiggins' arm): Yeah, it's a sprain. I'm a doctor. I know how to sprain people. Now where is Isaac Whitney?
Wiggins: I don't know! (John offers him a dubious look) Maybe upstairs.
John: There ya go. (slaps Wiggins' leg good-naturedly) Now wasn't that easy?
Wiggins: No, it was really sore. You're mental, you are.
John (heading up the stairs): Nope. Just used to a better class of criminal.


 

Hi, all. First, thanks to all who set up and participate in this forum. And advance apologies for any gaffes I may unwittingly commit, not to mention this lengthy intro.
 
I hail from across the Pond in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA. I’ve been a Sherlock Holmes fan, off and on, since I was almost 12 years old (circa 1969). Prior to discovering there were actual written stories, I thought the character was a Hollywood creation, that Basil Rathbone was the sole embodiment of the detective, and that Nigel Bruce’s blundering, comedic-foil portrayal of Watson was authentic.
 
Well, we live and learn, yes?
 
The first Holmes story I read was “The Adventure of the Three Garridebs,” and it achieved two things: 1) I learned that Doctor John H. Watson was no idiot; and 2) that story would become the impetus for my affinity for close male/male friendships (for a long time, platonic friendships, but that would change). Thus, it’s the inspiration for my forum signature. A few months after I discovered Holmes and Watson, I became a Star Trek fan—no need to elaborate on that famous fandom ship.
 
The friendship between the detective and the doctor wasn’t the only aspect that appealed to me in the stories. Conan Doyle’s wonderful prose, the moody Victorian plots, and the characters’ sheer domesticity (even when the boys weren't sharing a flat) drew me in. Honestly, doesn’t the idea of spending time with those two men in 221B (in any era) sound like a blast? You can imagine the Christmas dinners! It’s also the reason they’re still relevant and so beloved 126 years on.
 
Fast forward to 1984: I was channel surfing for something to watch on our local PBS TV station when I came across a show that was obviously period—a drop-dead gorgeous, aristocratic, dark-haired man in Victorian gentleman’s garb was sitting in front of a fireplace with his hands steepled in thought. I stopped channel