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Jim: Come over.
Sherlock: I'm coming over.
Jim: We should stop using walkie talkies in bed...over.
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Jim: I failed my fire safety course today.
Sherlock: What happened?
Jim: Well, one of the questions was, "in the event of a fire, what steps would you take?"
Sherlock: And?
Jim: Apparently, "fucking large ones" wasn't the right answer.
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Jim: Fist me.
Sherlock: I- what the-
Jim: [holds out fist for a fist bump]
Sherlock: Oh I- christ...
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Sherlock: We have ten minutes, get dressed.
Jim: Oh, that's so close to the perfect sentence.
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Sherlock: Jim, everything I know about manipulation, I learnt from you.
Jim: That's sweet, what's your point?
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Jim: I treat my body like a temple.
Sherlock: Yeah, open to everyone, day or night.
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Jim: For future reference, singing “Eye of the Tiger” outside my door while Sherlock and I are having sex makes me extremely uncomfortable.
Sherlock: Apparently not uncomfortable enough to stop.
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Sherlock: Ah, Jim. I've been expecting you.
Jim: You asked me to come here.
Sherlock: That's why I've been expecting you.
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Jim: I had four donuts before you walked in the door.
Sherlock: That’ll kill you, Jim.
Jim: I don’t give a shite, I won’t be carrying the coffin.
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Jim: [races out of bank, his arms full of gold as alarm sounds]
Sherlock: You haven’t been up to your old tricks, have you, Jim?
Jim: No, dear, it’s my money, I just didn’t want to fill out the forms.
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Jim: Sherlock, did you eat my slice of strawberry cake again?
Sherlock: Why, is there still some on my face?
Jim: No.
Sherlock: Then no.
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Sherlock: Oh no. Are you okay? That's a lot of blood.
Jim: I'm fine. This isn't my blood.
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Jim: You know what would be sexy? Eating food off each other.
Sherlock: ...
Jim: ...
Sherlock: You didn’t do the dishes.
Jim: I did not.
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Sherlock: That was a pretty rotten thing you did.
Jim: I know, but in my defence, I've done much worse.
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Jim: Don’t you just love Valentine’s Day?
Sherlock: Which part, the rampant consumerism, or the pressure to identify oneself in the context of a socially acceptable couple?
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Sherlock: You’re pouting.
Jim: I’m not pouting, I’m brooding. It’s how sexy men pout.
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Sherlock: You're just selfish and cruel!
Jim: Selfish? Maybe! But cruel?
Jim: Also maybe.
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