I am Royce Pierreson, and I play Dr. John Watson in The Irregulars.
I'm Henry Lloyd-Hughes, and I play Sherlock Holmes,
and we're about to find out who knows Sherlock best.
Do we buzz?
Bong! Bong!
221B.
2… 221B Baker Street.
Listen, dial-up. You lost.
You dial-up's too slow.
I got in there first.
NW7 4BX, I think.
Whoa.
Bong!
Mrs. Hudson.
Bing.
Mycroft Holmes, and he's older.
Let's just take a punt. You go, Royce.
Bong. Uh…
Four.
-Bing. Six. -That's wrong.
Bong!
-Bing! -The violin.
-Bing. -Bong.
Take it, Henry.
Decade. Eighteen…
Ninety?
Royce, you got a go.
1900.
I was gonna say it! And then I bottled it.
Trust! Believe!
I know.
-Bong. -Ooh…
They met at Barts Hospital?
-In the mortuary. -Wait, hang on a second.
Bing.
According to the script of The Irregulars, we first met as housemates.
Direct quote.
Bong.
Moriarty.
Yeah, good, Well done, mate.
Bing.
Canada.
Bong.
Germany.
I know that there's falls, there's falls.
The Reichenbach Falls.
Yes. I was like, in my mind I'm like, "Where's Niagara Falls?"
But it's not Niagara Falls, it's different falls.
Bong.
Irene Adler.
Jeez.
Bing.
In, like, a statue or something?
O-- Um…
On the mantelpiece.
Course it is.
-Weird vibes. Very weird. -Okay. I didn't know that.
That is definitely not in our show. I don't feel bad.
Bing.
Taxidermy.
Uh…
Something to do with flies.
Teaching them, uh…
Something to do with soundwaves and flies and changing the direction.
Is that right?
Fly conducting?
-He became a well-known fly conductor? -You don't do it?
I'll teach you.
Dude, if that's what people have been doing in lockdown,
then I've been doing it wrong.
That's what we do down in Cornwall.
-That's our whole weekend. -Wow.
-What? -What?
But Royce outclassed me from the first question,
and beat me, I would say, three to one.
What are the scores?
If your maths is that bad, let's call it.
You'll always be the winner in my heart,
and yet somehow, I've come out on top.
-Uh, well… -Well-played, Sherlock.
Thanks, man. Sometimes when you lose, you really feel like you're losing,
uh, in many ways you're winning.
Isn't that the perfect metaphor for life?
It's the most confusing, perfect metaphor for life I've ever heard.