Jeremy Brett Picture Thread

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Posted by nakahara
May 4, 2016 8:04 am 		#361

The Greek interpreter:




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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 5, 2016 12:28 am 		#362

Powerful Scene! It shows how good the acting was in this series 

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 5, 2016 1:06 am 		#363

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 5, 2016 1:10 am 		#364

From The Bruce Partington Plans
"I knew you would not shrink at the last"


 

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Posted by nakahara
May 5, 2016 11:32 am 		#365

Great scenes! Especially that with the tablecloth is unforgetable.

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by nakahara
May 6, 2016 7:18 am 		#366

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by nakahara
May 6, 2016 9:12 am 		#367

Will we see a similar scene in Sherlock?








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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by ukaunz
May 6, 2016 9:47 am 		#368

Quite a moving scene and momentous for the character, but all I was thinking about was the little kid who'll dig it up with a spade while making sand castles 

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Posted by nakahara
May 6, 2016 9:57 am 		#369

It was just shallowly buried. There was a high tide overnight and the waves carried it far away into the depths of the ocean.

(Beautiful beach, btw. I wonder which one it is.)

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 7, 2016 2:59 am 		#370

Yeah, that is a classic scene. The episode takes place in Cornwall, so it must be on some beach on its coastline. 

 
Posted by nakahara
May 9, 2016 1:52 pm 		#371

Almost successful evasion:


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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 9, 2016 2:48 pm 		#372

Love that moment! Colin Jeavons was a great Lestrade 

 

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 9, 2016 2:50 pm 		#373







 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 9, 2016 3:34 pm 		#374

 
Posted by nakahara
May 10, 2016 12:06 pm 		#375

Wonderful Jeremy.

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 14, 2016 7:48 pm 		#376

From Shoscombe Old Place 
"These are deep waters, Watson. Very deep, and very dirty"





 

 
Posted by nakahara
May 17, 2016 7:07 am 		#377

Not very delicious food, was it?

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by BrettHolmes
May 25, 2016 1:29 am 		#378

A master of disguise 

 
Posted by nakahara
May 25, 2016 6:53 am 		#379

He´s great.

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 
Posted by nakahara
May 25, 2016 11:54 am 		#380





http://nixxie-fic.tumblr.com/post/143337161751/random-behind-the-scenes-pictures-from-the

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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 


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