Sherlock Gnomes Page #3

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trying to get one of those.

So, we just need to find a

flower shop that sells 'em.

Zero-point-eight miles.

And looks like there's a massive blue

line on the ground you can follow.

Isn't that handy?

Let's do this.

I'll have eyes and ears on you

at all times.

All right, mate?

Let's go liberate a flower!

Tiny Dancer,

come in, Tiny Dancer.

This is Benny 101

dash brackets the Benlord

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dollar sign dollar sign.

You have got to pick

another code name.

There's no time.

- Benny, can you...

- Benny 101 dash brackets

the Benlord close brackets

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smiley-face emoji dollar

sign dollar sign. Yes?

Can you pull up

the shop's blueprints

and show me

the best entry points?

Yes, I can.

No, I can't.

You...

I see a ventilation shaft.

Will that get me inside?

Ooh.

I have no idea.

It might. Over.

All right. I'm in.

Nice work, Tiny Dancer.

Ooh, that must

be the burglar alarm.

What's your plan, Tiny D?

Just the usual.

Totally wing it,

risk life and limb,

escape by the skin of my teeth.

I call it

"pulling a Gnomeo."

And, uh,

don't call me Tiny D.

Gnomeo? Hey, Benny,

have you seen Gnomeo?

No! Well, maybe.

Is that Gnomeo?

He left the garden?

- Oh, no.

- Where is he? What is he doing?

Oh, fertilizer.

Next time, remember

to have an escape plan.

If there is a next time.

Hurry.

Eight gardens of

gnomes vanish into thin air.

No clues. Not so much

as a single footprint.

There is only one ornament evil

enough and brilliant enough

to pull off

such a diabolical scheme.

Moriarty.

Moriarty?

But that's impossible.

Moriarty was smashed.

We saw it.

We can't have seen

the complete picture.

He's alive.

How could he possibly

have survived?

Anyway, Moriarty

always left us a clue,

his calling card.

Yes. What am I missing?

Watson, give me your map.

The gnomes

that just moved in...

Where do they live?

I believe right here.

A-ha! Do you see, Watson?

Moriarty has left

his calling card.

"M"!

Hurry, Watson! Those gnomes

are in terrible danger.

Juliet! Wait! Stop! I...

I... I can explain.

What on Earth

were you thinking?

I was getting this!

Remember this?

You risked getting smashed

for some flower?

Not some flower, our flower.

I did this for you.

You did this for me? For me?

I've got responsibilities.

I don't have time for this!

No, you just

don't have time for us.

There will be plenty

of time for us

after I get the garden ready.

Unbelievable!

What do you care more about,

the garden or me?

- Oh. You're being ridiculous!

- That is not an answer.

The garden can't wait

and you can!

Gnomeo, help!

There's something here!

It's a... Whoa!

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