maybe I just fight 'cause I don't know where I belong you know devils don't fly so don't expect me not to fall
I could not rest, Watson, I could not sit quiet in my chair, if I thought that such a man as Professor Moriarty were walking the streets of London unchallenged.
Don’t you think that it’s boring how people talk?
Making smart with their words again - well, I’m bored.
Because I’m doing this for the thrill of it, killing it
Never not chasing the million things I want.
You don’t have to wake up… but open your eyes.