'I was wrong, Molly.'
'What?'
'About having one friend. I was wrong.'
'Of course you have a friend, John is. He'll always be your friend.'
'No Molly, don't you see? You.'
'What about me? I don't count, Sherlock.'
'You do. Right at this moment you count more than anyone. You are the only person who knows the truth, Molly Hooper.'
'I went to your funeral. If you'd only tell them you're alive-'
'They would be targeted and killed one by one by Moriarty's merry band of criminals!'
'What, and I don't matter? You'd let me die for your stupid mistakes? For your pride? Sherlock Holmes, the great detective, let one of his few friends die for his reputation?'
'No. Never. I would never let that happen-'
'You already have! What happens when you pop up out of the blue, you can't hide forever!'
'They never factored you in. I am not interested in relationships, or so they think. Irene, she was clever but I'll be damned if I trusted her. I trust you. I trust you to be the same as you always have, sweet little Molly with her schoolgirl crush and her cat. You're not in danger as long as they believe you are beneath me.'
'You want to be careful how you choose your words.'
'And you want to be careful with how you interpret them.'
'Where will you hide?'
'With you. No-one would suspect it. You're my only ally right now Molly.'
'No Sherlock. I'm your friend. How long?'
'Until the world forgets the world's first and only fraudulent Consulting Detective. Could be a while.'