Irene's Employer
Well done, Miss Adler. That's precisely why I hired you.
Irene Adler
I wager he will have our man in the next 24 hours.
Irene's Employer
He'd better. Reordan is the key to what Blackwood was doing. He's essential to my plan.
Sherlock Holmes (dressed as street bum)
[Further conversation is interrupted when some idiotic street bum (later revealed to be Holmes in disguise) suddenly rams into the side of the carriage] [slurring, as if drunk]
A little rifle range could go a long way, sir. Rubbin' the calluses off these German bands – [Irene's employer brandishes a wrist-mounted gun. The bum backs off] God save the Queen. God save the Queen. [He tips his hat and walks away]
