Top 10 BBC Sherlock Moments: "A Study In Pink"

            Okay, so admit it. We ALL have our favourite BBC Sherlock moments. That is why I have decided, after re-watching this show for the millionth time, to compile these lists of some of the best, most light-hearted, and most awesome scenes between our two boys. From A Study In Pink to, yes, His Last Vow. Who can forget Donovan’s customary greeting of “Freak” or the deer-stalking death frisbee? So before I start rambling on and on, let’s get down to business!

Do not proceed if you do not desire to see: SPOILERS, SPOILERS, SPOILERS!

10. All the "Wrong" things to say...

     So here we are, sitting in the conference room watching a very harassed Detective Inspector Lestrade and Detective Sergeant Sally Donovan trying to answer (more like control) a bunch of idiotic journalists. The reason why they are doing this is because there have been a string of suicides that that have been happening and people need to be warned. While Lestrade and Donovan are busy lecturing the crowd, (and unintentionally ticking some people off at the same time - I think they’ve been hanging around Sherlock too much...) all of the journalist's cell phones go off And all of them say only one thing - "Wrong!". The faces of those media folk are brilliant!

          The little notes that pop up everywhere are an added awesome bonus; not a boring smart phone screen in sight! Then when Greg says that all the deaths are linked, everyone’s phones go berserk for a second time, (Geez what must this texters airtime bills come to at the end of the month?!) all saying the same thing. It takes a few seconds but then; guess what, Lestrade gets one too! All it says is simply: "You know where to find me. SH" Three guesses as to who he is..? Oh, and Lestrade’s face? Like a mixture of a teenager rolling his eyes and an exasperated father sighing. Priceless!!!

9. The Introduction of Sherlock Holmes

 After the press attack we move on to somebody else. Yes, he is the beautiful, gorgeous, Benedict Cumberbatch.... (sorry, Sherlock Holmes.) He has an awesome coat, weird but beautiful coloured eyes, and a voice that is sure to melt even the hardest-hearted fangirl into a puddle of goo. Molly, his pathologist, is so obviously an even bigger fangirl towards him than anyone else in the world, poor girl... how does he ignore her advances so obliviously? The poor girl even changes her lipstick and hair and offers to take him out for coffee, but the Great Detective’s sensitive, eloquent reply is a lovely: “Black, two sugars, I’ll be upstairs.” Burn, Molly, you poor girl, burn!

8. The Christmas Serial Murders

       So, at 221B Baker Street, with John, Mrs Hudson, and DI Lestrade, we get told that there has been a fourth murder, and a note has been left at the crime scene, just like all the others hadn’t. Lestrade gives Sherlock a briefing, talks about Anderson for a tiny bit, and then leaves. (I like Lestrade's coat too..) Sherlock, now completely caught up in the moment does a very un-Sherlock-y thing, and goes through a series of movements I cannot describe... it looks like he leaps into the air and clenches his fists triumphantly before twirling around the room happily. Look, here’s a gif to help you picture it...

       
        He does all those movements, all the while saying: ‘Brilliant! Yes! Ah, four serial suicides, and now a note! Oh, it’s Christmas!’ 

7. The Cab Ride of Coolness.

         Ah, the time has come for the awkward-as-anything taxi ride of smug looks and shock! We begin with them both jumping in the cab (duh) and carry on with John semi-staring out the window, but occasionally stealing nervous looks at Sherlock. (Who is ignoring the whole of time and space and completely engrossed in his BlackBerry. What could be keeping his attention for that long anyway?) Sherlock finally comes back from BlackBerry Land with a simple: ‘Okay, you’ve got questions.’ Now it’s time for a game of Stupid-Questions-And-Brusque-Answers. Until we finally get to awesome Sherlock, with his deductive brilliantness, who rattles off the past ten years of John’s life in as many seconds. Poor John, being told his whole life in ten seconds, by some scrawny, lanky pompous bloke he had only met for twenty seconds before and about a minute more, now. 

 

6. Who’s The Creepy Bloke Leaning On An Umbrella?

         Right, so, creepy phone calls from (sadly, not blue) phone boxes, and trying to keep a really awkward conversation going with Square-Eyes-Not!Anthea going done and dusted, our dear war hero has now been driven to some drippy underground parking lot with some creepy bloke leaning on an umbrella. Who  uses umbrellas for something other than the rain in this day and age anyway?! John hobbles over to the bloke, and a very, very weird conversation ensues. Both of these guys are VERY sarcastic, with CreepyUmbrellaBloke’s: (We’ll call him Mycroft, easier to type) ‘Mmm, and since yesterday you’ve moved in with him and now you’re solving crimes together. Might we expect a happy announcement by the end of the week?’ to Mycroft saying that Sherlock does love to be dramatic, and John replying: ‘Well, thank God you’re above all that.’ I could honestly watch those two throw snarky comments at each other for the rest of my life! 

 

5. Whatever You Do, DO NOT Try To Flirt With The BlackBerry Lady!

          Goodbye Mycroft! (thank GOD) Hello Miss-Nothing-Exists-Except-My-Phone, nice to meet you. And your phone. You two should get married. Mycroft’s umbrella can be the bridesmaid! So she tells John she’s taking him home. They have a stop or two (glad John is rid of that grotty place. If he is anything like me (which he is, actually) than I know how staying there must have felt. Cramped, boring and depressing. Awkward Ride The Second ensues, and only when they arrive at 221B, does John ask Not!Anthea if she gets any free time. She replies (sarcastically) that she does, and lots, and implies that John should bugger off. John, of course, as oblivious as Sherlock looks at her expectantly, but she just looks over John’s shoulder at 221B and says ‘Bye.’ John says okay in a really dejected way and watches the car pull away, and then knocks on the front of 221B’s door.

4. Sherlock Has Frenemies! Who’d Have Thought?

        Yeah! Now here is a good one! Bestest Friendly Friend talk always gets ya warm and fuzzy, doesn’t it? Well, not our awesome Great Detective, apparently. How brilliant. Oh well, at least John isn’t so Vulcan...  Sherlock is now pretty much high on three nicotine patches and I have now reverted from saying: ‘It’s a three pipe problem’ to ‘It’s a three patch problem.’ Is that so bad of me...? Anyway, John the disturbed dude is now texting a serial killer (just a normal day’s work, isn’t it?) and the talk of Frenemies come up! Sherlock is more relaxed when talking about his enemies (possibly blokes who might kill him) than about friends. The guy has a bit of a problem, I think... 

3. Superego Holmes.

        Our Dynamic Duo is now walking (and limping) epically down the road. They’re off to Northumberland Street, to catch a murderer. Just a normal... uh... date? They continue on down the road, discussing the murderer. Sherlock thinks the murderer is brilliant, John thinks Sherlock is mad. John's confusion is what leads to THIS line...this line of epic proportions: "That's the frailty of genius, John. It needs an audience." John's answer is simply a heavily implied "Yeah" in Sherlock's general direction. 

2. Le Bloody Brilliant Drugs Bust!

           First thing: Greg Freaking Lestrade! How does he look so relaxed and awesome? I mean Sherlock blustering like: ‘What are you lot doing in MY flat?!’ and Lestrade is like: ‘Oh...’ *gestures airily over his shoulder* ‘A drugs bust. Have you got any tea?’ Anderson makes his presence known with this dumb little wave, and Donovan pulls some eyeballs out the microwave. That’s fun. Not. Sherlock then manages to work out the case and the murderer, all while almost murdering them when they touch his things, and epic slow-mo and awesome voice overs. And AWESOME one-liners like: ‘Oh, look at you lot. You’re all so vacant. Is it nice not being me? It must be so relaxing’ and ‘Shut up, everybody, shut up! Don’t move, don’t speak, don’t breathe. I’m trying to think. Anderson, face the other way. You’re putting me off’ and of course, the fan favourite that has been used countless times: ‘I’m not a psychopath, Anderson. I’m a highfunctioning sociopath. Do your research.’

1. Awww, Sherly Needs A Blanky!

       Here we are. Moment 10. *sniffles* This was so much fun! Anyway, before I start bawling, lets finish it, ‘eh? Sherlock The Traumatised is sitting on an ambulance having just witnessed a murder. The Ambulance blokes keep putting this orange blanket on him (orange is SO not his colour!) and he keeps taking it off. Lestrade comes and interrogates him and he gives a deduced description of the shooter. He putters along at great speed, describing the fella, but peters out when he works out who it is. I have never, ever, ever seen such understanding dawn in someone’s eyes (how DID Ben do it so well?!) and John looking so innocent is adorable. I wanna hug him. Like, RIGHT now. Anyways, once Sherly and his Blanky work out who the shooter was, he abruptly stops and shuts Lestrade down, saying he needs to discuss rent and: ‘Oh, what now? I’m in shock! Look, I’ve got a blanket!’ and he brandishes the blanket at Lestrade. He then talks to John a bit, about gunpowder and giggling at crime scenes, then takes the blanket off and discards it in a police car, leaving the poor Blanky heartbroken forever more.

 

Well, there you go. It’s done. That is a shocker. Didn’t think I’d get it done so quickly. Anyways, thank you to all of you that have read this, I really hoped you enjoyed my wry sense of humour and weird turn of phrase. This has been the most fun I have had in YEARS. Anyway, see you at 221B, for the next installment of my Top 10 Moments, I might possibly also be in the TARDIS. *becomes all mysterious with my collar and cheekbones* We shall see. I now leave you with one last parting shot...