Holmes was so lonely that he injected cocaine all day long. His good friend Dr. Watson strongly opposed him destroying his body in this way. One day, Holmes received a mysterious invitation, inviting him to watch Soviet ballet. Ballerina Petrova hopes to combine with Holmes, because she wants a child, and also hopes that the intelligence of the child's father and her Zili can make a good child. Holmes politely declined. A few days later, Holmes received a strange package. It was found in the hands of a woman with amnesia who had been rescued from the Thames. A note with Sherlock Holmes' address was found. After investigation and inference, Holmes concluded that the woman was Kabillieri who came from Belgium to find her missing husband. According to clues, Holmes and Watson went to the seaport to investigate. Brother Holmes told them that the government was experimenting with a new type of warship, and Kabylieri was a spy sent by Germany. Holmes returned to London to deal with cocaine
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The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes movie plot
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The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes quotes
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Holmes: [after he learns Madame Petrova wants him to impregnate her] This is all very flattering, but surely there are other men, better men.
Nikolai Rogozhin: To tell truth, you were not the first choice. We considered Russian writer, Tolstoy.
Holmes: Oh, that's more like it. The man's a genius.
Nikolai Rogozhin: Too old. Then we considered philosopher, Nietzsche.
Holmes: Well, absolutely first-rate mind.
Nikolai Rogozhin: Uh-uh. Too German. Then we considered Tchaikovsky.
Holmes: Oh, you couldn't go wrong with Tchaikovsky.
Nikolai Rogozhin: We could, and we did. It was catastrophe.
Holmes: Why?
Nikolai Rogozhin: You don't know? Because Tchaikovsky, how shall I put it? Women not his glass of tea.
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Holmes: Madame must not be too hasty. She must remember that I am an Englishman.
Nikolai Rogozhin: So?
Holmes: You know what they say about us: if there's one thing more deplorable than our cooking, it's our lovemaking. We are not the most romantic of people.
Nikolai Rogozhin: Perfect! We don't want sentimental idiots, falling in love, committing suicide. One week in Venice with Madame, she goes back to St. Petersburg with baby, you go back to London with fiddle.