Elementary

New Holmes. New Watson. New York.

Cast

• Jonny Lee Miller
• Lucy Liu
• Jon Michael Hill
• Aidan Quinn
• Rhys Ifans
• Natalie Dormer
• Vinnie Jones
• Ato Essandoh
• Linda Emond
• Susan Pourfar
• Michael Den Dekker
• Dallas Roberts
• David Furr
• Freda Foh Shen
• Troy Garity
• Christian Campbell
• Richard Bekins
• David Harbour
• Malcolm Goodwin
• Reiko Aylesworth
• Laura Benanti
• Jake Weber
• Callie Thorne

• Season 1
• Episode 1: Pilot
  Dr. Joan Watson: [about an observation Holmes made about her father] How did you know he had an affa...
• Episode 2: While You Were Sleeping
  [repeated line]::Sherlock Holmes: Attic theory....
• Episode 3: Child Predator
  Sherlock Holmes: [to Watson] For future reference, when I say "I agree with you", that means I'm not...
• Episode 4: The Rat Race
  Dr. Joan Watson: You speak Mandarin?::Sherlock Holmes: Not as well as I'd like. You?::Dr. Joan Watso...
• Episode 5: Lesser Evils
  Holmes is intrigued by the high mortality rate at a hospital. So he goes there and discovers that se...
• Episode 6: Flight Risk
  Dr. Joan Watson: Can I ask you a question?::Sherlock Holmes: Can I stop you?...
• Episode 7: One Way to Get Off
  Sherlock identifies new murders as the MO of Wade Crewes, the serial killer whose arrest made captai...
• Episode 8: The Long Fuse
  An explosion in a computer firm, where most could improvise such bomb hidden deep in the ventilation...
• Episode 9: You Do It to Yourself
  Oriental studies professor Trent Annunzio was killed with a bullet in each eye. Sherlock works out h...
• Episode 10: The Leviathan
  Sherlock Holmes: If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, is the truth...
• Episode 11: Dirty Laundry
  SPOILER: The premise of this episode is partly based on the true story that broke in 2010 of a cell ...
• Episode 12: M.
  Sherlock Holmes: Arsenal fan. As if I didn't have enough reasons to despise you. [on meeting M]...
• Episode 13: The Red Team
  Dr. Joan Watson: Oh, I didn't know you liked tortoises.::Sherlock Holmes: I love them. They make an ...
• Episode 14: The Deductionist
  [Holmes is dismissive of an FBI profiler assisting the investigation]::Dr. Joan Watson: Isn't profil...
• Episode 15: A Giant Gun, Filled with Drugs
  Sherlock Holmes: You seem even more dour than usual, Watson. I would posit it was a menstruation iss...
• Episode 16: Details
  [trying to teach Watson self-defense, Holmes hits her in the back with a tennis ball]::Dr. Joan Wats...
• Episode 17: Possibility Two
  Gerald Lydon hires Holmes to check his extraordinary theory: being 'infected' with a rare and fatal ...
• Episode 18: Déjà Vu All Over Again
  RAT:16:9 HD...
• Episode 19: Snow Angels
  'Jonny Lee Miller' (qv) improvised Sherlock giving the homeless man cash so that he could find shelt...
• Episode 20: Dead Man's Switch
  Sherlock Holmes: Earlier we were theorizing that 'Henry 8' was Milverton's accomplice. Henry VIII, a...
• Episode 21: A Landmark Story
  This episode marks the beginning of a four episode story arc that ultimately ends with Holmes' confr...
• Episode 22: Risk Management
  Captain Toby Gregson: There's something you got to try to understand. Guys like him, they walk betwe...
• Episode 23: The Woman
  Dr. Joan Watson: I'm not your sober companion anymore, but I know a relapse trigger when I see one....
• Episode 24: Heroine
  Irene Adler: My first instinct was to kill you. Quietly. Discreetly. But then, the more I learned ab...
• Season 2
• Episode 1: Step Nine
  Sherlock Holmes: Watson, this is Fatty.::Mycroft Holmes: [patting his stomach] Fatty? Not anymore.::...
• Episode 2: Solve for X
  The P versus NP problem is a major unsolved problem in mathematics and computer science. Informally,...
• Episode 3: We Are Everyone
  Dr. Joan Watson: In other words, you plan on arguing on the internet all night....
• Episode 4: Poison Pen
  RAT:16:9 HD...
• Episode 5: Ancient History
  Sherlock Holmes: Sometimes, Watson, when one wants a diamond, one must resort to digging in a diamon...
• Episode 6: An Unnatural Arrangement
  RAT:16:9 HD...
• Episode 7: The Marchioness
  Sherlock Holmes: Could you just stay out of the eyeline?::Mycroft Holmes: You're joking. I was just ...
• Episode 8: Blood Is Thicker
  Dr. Joan Watson: This is one of those "so many questions" moments. Why only three times a year?::She...
• Episode 9: On the Line
  A lady stages a suicide in order to prosecute Bunch, who may have killed her sister. Sherlock and Ja...
• Episode 10: Tremors
  Cassandra Walker: How did you learn about Mr. Dylan's criminal record?::Sherlock Holmes: When I lear...
• Episode 11: Internal Audit
  RAT:16:9 HD...
• Episode 12: The Diabolical Kind
  USA:2 January 2014...
• Episode 13: All in the Family
  USA:9 January 2014...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Elementary - 50 Cent
• Elementary - Boogie Down Productions
• Elementary - G-Unit
• Elementary - The Rocking Horse Winner
• Elementary - Rocking Horse Winner
• Elementary - Spider Loc

f/ G-Unit, Scarlett
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, B
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] C, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett] Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's elementary
[Scarlett]
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya like?
Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem bound
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her."
She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the shake
[50 Cent][Hook]
The boss spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, it's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me"
It's elementary
[Lloyd Banks]
1,2,3,4
[50 Cent]
Lloyd Banks' in the house
[Lloyd Banks]
Now get the fuck on the floor
I slid through the front door
With the 9 and the velour
A cal in my pocket
You wil', I'mma pop it
I'm down for a profit
I'm ghetto as hell
You can't you tell?
My road dog, under the jail
Getting frustrating mail
So I'm drinking and smoking
Thinking and hoping
This cell gon' open
You can dance next to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes
Hell no
I ain't paying for pleasure
Your pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of treasure
It's every girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to read, to spray a magazine
[Hook]
[Tony Yayo]
I don't wanna grow up, I'mma hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I don't pop two your wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much ability
When I use them big words, your bitch be feeling me
So ya'll niggas hate me, 'cause your wives be our groupies
Ya'll irritate me, like loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact back down
'Cause I just passed security without no pat down
You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the dancefloor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so I'mma P-I-M-P
So my pockets never be empty
It ain't no problem, we scoop them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish condos
50 got me getting ass like I never did
So when I step in the club, hoes love the kid
[Hook]
[50 Cent]
The cat in the house go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow
The bird in the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet

Verse 1:
I hear the same old rhyme, the same old style
The same old runner has ran the mile
See, I don't know exactly what you know
But what I know is that stuff gotta go
Usually when I pick up the mic
Something ill jumps out my mouth for that night
I like to talk about fact not fiction
I got some fantasy rhymes but just listen
Everything I write is premeditated
Suckas wanna fake it, I just hate it
Bitin routines or sayin somethin kinda weak
My words are comprehended every time I speak
Or have spoken, no I'm not jokin
Please don't sleep, I hope you are awoken
Stop! Try this again, you had enough? Say when
I am the man with the six-pack of Heineken
I get tipsy
But never in your life try to dis me
Cos I don't battle with rhymes, I battle with guns
Knowledge reigns supreme over nearly every one
If you take the first letter of what I just sung
You spell my name "KRS-One"
It's elementary
Elementary
Verse 2:
DJ Scott LaRock and I: KRS-One
Our mother's first son and no, we'll never run
From complex situations like you T-O-Y-S's
Always talkin junk, yet in jail, you're rockin dresses
I have arrived for the purpose of joy
Unlike any ordinary Bronx b-boy
I will volunteer my services and launch an attack
On you fake educators with your yakety-yak
This is a fact, the teacher is here now in the flesh
Consistently hounded by you MC pests
If you really want to learn from me
Don't waste time in burnin me
Cos ignorance and inexperience does not concern me
I will emphasize so you will realize and come alive
Never close your eyes, never sleep or you might take a dive
Many people hate me, many people love me
Some are far below me
And you know there's some above me
But this, my hypothesis, to conclude the story
All you fake MC's on a mission, you bore me
I'm the Blastmaster KRS on the mic
Watchin all these females rock their pants too tight
Cos there's no other creative composition on display
That give a full analysis and rock this way
You will pay, eventually you all will decay
While the DJ Scott LaRock will continue to play
Cuttin records, drivin cars, and you'll know who we are
Make a mix just for kicks
And you'll be on our tip
And, oh yes, there's a highlight to the show, of course
You hear DJ Scott LaRock (Go off! Go off!)
(Scott La Rock) (Go off! Go off!) x8
Verse 3:
Boogie Down Productions, no reduction to its title
If you have a headache, toys, go and take a Midol
We have arrived for the purpose of enjoyment
You have arrived to make up for unemployment
You're on it only cos I learned just how to flaunt it
I breathed a rhyme upon you like a sickness and you caught it
Quick, get off the tip, trick, you must be sick
Like a doctor here's my bill, I wrote it out with a Bic
Signed my name upon the bottle cos you know I just rocked em
But gettin into battles really isn't my thing
You're probably thinking these are the rhymes for the century
But please don't mention me
It's only elementary
Elementary
All it really is to me and Scott La Rock... is elementary
Elementary

[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, B
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] C, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett] Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's elementary
[Scarlett]
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya like?
Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem bound
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her."
She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the shake
[50 Cent][Hook]
The boss spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, it's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me"
It's elementary
[Lloyd Banks]
1,2,3,4
[50 Cent]
Lloyd Banks' in the house
[Lloyd Banks]
Now get the fuck on the floor
I slid through the front door
With the 9 and the velour
A cal in my pocket
You wil', I'mma pop it
I'm down for a profit
I'm ghetto as hell
You can't you tell?
My road dog, under the jail
Getting frustrating mail
So I'm drinking and smoking
Thinking and hoping
This cell gon' open
You can dance next to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes
Hell no
I ain't paying for pleasure
Your pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of treasure
It's every girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to read, to spray a magazine
[Hook]
[Tony Yayo]
I don't wanna grow up, I'mma hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I don't pop two your wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much ability
When I use them big words, your bitch be feeling me
So ya'll niggas hate me, 'cause your wives be our groupies
Ya'll irritate me, like loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact back down
'Cause I just passed security without no pat down
You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the dancefloor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so I'mma P-I-M-P
So my pockets never be empty
It ain't no problem, we scoop them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish condos
50 got me getting ass like I never did
So when I step in the club, hoes love the kid
[Hook]
[50 Cent]
The cat in the house go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow
The bird in the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet

it starts with you because you say you're so easy to talk to
and if you want me then i'll run with every word,
and i'll race anything for you.
one plus one equals two buckets of rain pouring through the holes,
and draining me again.
still waiting to hear from you.
still wanting to be with you.
speak, the rhythm flows, breathe to keep me warm.
kissing me, with intentions for kissing you.
as i close my eyes and swim,
i can feel the sun burning through crystal clear.
it's almost been one year.
elementary steps can lead us to peace within the core of our hearts.
we met on a poor night,
you entangled me into your soft-spoken lines, responding with a stare.
i found no reason, tell me the reason for pushing you away.
three hours far behind.
champion summer.
see you again, when fire lights the charcoal sky

it starts with you because you say you're so easy to talk to
and if you want me then i'll run with every word,
and i'll race anything for you.
one plus one equals two buckets of rain pouring through the holes,
and draining me again.
still waiting to hear from you.
still wanting to be with you.
speak, the rhythm flows, breathe to keep me warm.
kissing me, with intentions for kissing you.
as i close my eyes and swim,
i can feel the sun burning through crystal clear.
it's almost been one year.
elementary steps can lead us to peace within the core of our hearts.
we met on a poor night,
you entangled me into your soft-spoken lines, responding with a stare.
i found no reason, tell me the reason for pushing you away.
three hours far behind.
champion summer.

Haha its yo boy
The loc S-P-I the first round draft pick
G-Unit!
The west rider! Da Riffs! EA Sports!
I don’t know what they thinking but they got us mixed up
Watch me do what I do what I do what I do and I do it to you
[Hook:]
Its Elementary
Just pay attention it aint hard to tell
You can tell who sent me
with G-Unit clique its hard to fail
Why do yall resent me
It aint my fault that’s hard to sell
And evidently
Im doing too much far as I can tell
[Verse 1:]
Im just a bit better and better than best
And my wits better than the wit of the west
Im stayin 7 steps ahead of the rest
And I’ve been heaven sent but never the less
You keep being impatient but never impressed
you got vocab issues that you need to address
You do weird type of things to relieve your stress
That can kill your whole career of you linked to press
Me and myself can fight us but I speak to bless
And within each verse we can deep vinness
You can call me the room cus I sweep the mess out the door tycoon well about to go!
We can jack from checkers, and I leap to chess
He gots to go get the record and peep to this
Yall imitate us while we invest in us represent for the whole E-S
[Hook:]
Its Elementary
Just pay attention it aint hard to tell
You can tell who sent me
with G-Unit clique its hard to fail
Why do yall resent me
It aint my fault that’s hard to sell
And evidently
Im doing too much far as I can tell
[Verse 2:]
I get doe for the flow cus I got skills
Even more for the show cus I got bills
Im on the role on the low cus I got wheels
Heard the song on the playback and I got chills (for real!)
It aint no doubt to me
The amout of big skrill im about to see
Went to private sckool but turned out a G
I kept my eyes on fools and learned how to be
When its time to go though I show up the best
Who else is true enough to sew up the west (nobody!)
In the hood they like for us its S-P-I so fly with so much vinness
Yall little chumps cant see my chips in change
Im lokee but I keep my rips in range
Pay attention maybe you can get some game
And did I mention the flow I flip is flame
[Hook:]
Its Elementary
Just pay attention it aint hard to tell
You can tell who sent me
with G-Unit clique its hard to fail
Why do yall resent me
It aint my fault that’s hard to sell
And evidently
Im doing too much far as I can tell
[Verse 3:]
By now you should know you cant hang with me
Cus I spit that flow and I bang that G (G-Unit!)
Us youngsta just went from rags to riches
And G-Unit kicks and we sag like britches
And we showin up is the worst surprise
My diamonds glow enough that’ll hurt ya eyes
Yo money get at me but we first advise
Do I know how to put in work or wise
Yo wallets gonna have to be a certain size
And you can get that big head sircome sized
While you search them skies
Im a merchandise
And mark it that way my work get rised
We can battle I got a freestyle degree
But for paper I don’t kick styles for free
The journey to the top has been miles for me
And ima stay till it hit 3003
[Hook:]
Its Elementary
Just pay attention it aint hard to tell
You can tell who sent me
with G-Unit clique its hard to fail
Why do yall resent me
It aint my fault that’s hard to sell
And evidently
Im doing too much far as I can tell
For real man, gone have a seat
Let the bosses do this the G’s in the house
They’ve been waitin on me, wait no longer
We in here, im in the cut, but right now its Tony time
Do ya thang boy!