Sherlock Gnomes Page #3

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We play his game. For now.

We follow his trail of clues

and find the gnomes.

The 9 with

a crack in its leg.

Just as I remembered.

Curly Fu's Emporium.

Let's go 'round the back.

The next clue will be inside.

If you recall,

the last time we were here

it was a bit of a catastrophe.

Yes. I have a memory

of some slight unpleasantness.

Put these on

so we don't get spotted.

Now, just act natural.

I think that suits you.

Focus.

There, you see.

We're blending in perfectly.

I'm fairly sure

we've been spotted.

Her Highness, the Grand

Empress dowager Pom-Pom!

Empress Pom-Pom remembers you,

Sherlock Gnomes.

Oh, good, good.

- Not fondly.

- Ah.

Well, that's less good,

isn't it?

I see you got the orchid I sent to

apologize for our last encounter.

A gracious gift.

But you are not the one

who offended the Empress.

Sherlock is.

As such, I'm afraid

I must ask you all to leave.

Shake it, shake it, shake it.

Out, out, out!

He's very sorry.

Tell her how sorry you are.

I'm sorry that I wasted

my time solving your case.

Now, technically,

that was an apology.

Dozens of gnomes

are in danger,

so would you kindly step aside

and let me continue

my investigation?

No.

Please.

We just need

to take a look around.

It's very important.

Wait, wait, wait.

Let me explain.

Wait. I'm warning you.

Back off!

Guards!

Watson, you'll have

to fend them off.

I'm going clue hunting.

Right. Here we go again.

You help Watson,

I'll help Sherlock.

- Huh? Oh, great.

- You can handle it.

I was always more

of a dog person, anyway.

What are you looking for?

An assistant who

asks fewer questions!

Are you always

this rude?

That's a question.

A-ha!

That should not be here.

A clock is a terribly offensive

gift in Chinese culture.

How cryptic.

Ooh.

Classic Moriarty.

- A plane? Is that the clue?

- "NV."

All part of Moriarty's game.

Curious. A different pattern.

What's that supposed to mean?

Let me see that.

Miss Juliet,

you must trust me.

My methods

may be unconventional,

but I will find

your family and friends.

Um, we should go.

Other way!

Suction cups.

Paper lanterns.

That might work.

Gnomeo!

This way. Hurry up.

Watson, that lamp

across the street.

Put these on.

Follow me! Quickly now.

You may want to go faster.

Yeah, yeah.

Thanks for the tip.

Come on!

Come on! Bring your lanterns.

Get ready

with those suction cups.

On my mark.

Wait, what are we doing?

Jumping, of course.

Have you solved the clue?

Where are we going next?

I'll explain later.

Right now, just hold on.

We'll have to jump

onto that tree!

The Natural History Museum.

The site of our last

showdown with Moriarty.

Of course! That's where

the clue is leading us.

Oh, don't be absurd.

Moriarty would never choose

such an obvious location.

All right, smart guy.

What's your plan?

Well, if you must know,

we are going to the

De Jong Modern Art Gallery.

I haven't cracked

the latest clue yet,

and the art helps me ruminate.

That's your plan?

Art and thinking?

The museum's right there.

Let's just go check it out.

Mate, think about it. You beat

this guy in the museum, right?

And now he wants revenge.

Don't you get it?

He's waiting for you

at the museum,

he wants a rematch.

Plus, we can get in

right there.

Are you...? Is he even

listening to me?

He's not listening. Look.

Oh, good, you stopped talking.

Now we can go to the gallery.

You know what?

Good luck with that.

We're going to the museum.

Let's just go to the gallery.

Are you serious?

You're seriously

choosing him over me?

I'm not choosing anyone.

Sherlock knows this

Moriarty guy and you don't.

We're supposed to be a team.

Gnomeo and Juliet, remember?

We are a team.

Well, it doesn't

feel like it.

It hasn't felt like it

since we moved here.

Oh, Gnomeo.

Are you with me or not?

Don't do this.

And there it is.

Good. Now we can go

to the gallery.

- Should we go after him?

- No! No, we should not.

But you may.

Oh, Sherlock Gnomes.

Don't worry.

I'll get him back.

Gnomeo!

Gnomeo?

Oh, don't make me say it.

Wherefore art thou, Gnomeo?

- You all right, mate?

- Oh! Cheese and crackers!

Oh, it's just you, then.

We were hoping

you'd join us at the gallery.

Not gonna happen, mate.

We are right about the museum.

Let's show 'em.

Why do you keep looking back?

He just severed

your partnership.

We didn't break up.

It was just a fight.

- Hmm.

- What exactly does "Hmm" mean?

It means you were

young and in love,

but your new garden duties were too

much for a young couple to handle.

Likelihood of a breakup, 99%.

Ninety-nine percent?

I rounded down.

Look, you just focus

on finding my friends

and family.

Gnomeo and I will be fine.

- Did you see that?

- No footprints. Of course.

Oh, no. Quickly.

Look,

I know you're angry.

How would you feel?

It's like she doesn't

even care about me!

A partner who takes you

for granted.

Can't think

of what that's like.

I don't know how you put up

with that gnome.

And if we had six months,

I'd list all his faults.

But despite them,

he is a brilliant detective.

We all have our good

and bad sides.

Sherlock, Miss Juliet...

me.

Do you know what, mate?

You're right.

I shouldn't have left her.

I need to go back.

I need to make this right.

What is that?

I'm a gargoyle, mate!

Also, your worst nightmare!

Come here!

Go on. Run.

You're never gonna get away

on those stubby little legs!

Up there!

Oi, ugly! Over here!

Go!

Ugly, am I?

Gotcha.

Do you know up close

you're actually quite handsome?

Now. Let's go.

Gnomeo!

Ah!

Watson.

No.

Come along, Miss Juliet.

We must keep going.

All those gnomes

are depending on us.

Sherlock,

I don't know what to say.

I can't imagine

what you're feeling.

This is the darkest day

of my career.

I cannot believe that Moriarty

is working with gargoyles!

Wait, what?

As soon as this case is over,

I must retrieve Watson's map.

That's what you care about?

Gargoyles and some stupid map?

It's one of a kind.

In the wrong hands...

Gnomeo got taken.

He is gone!

And Watson just got smashed.

Why aren't you sad or angry?

Sadness and anger will not

help me save one single gnome.

Emotion

is the enemy of logic.

That is not an answer.

The case can't wait.

You can.

Oh, Gnomeo.

Oi! Ronnie!

This one's a handful.

What, I got to babysit?

And you get to do

all the creeping

and the kidnapping

and fun stuff?

Two words, Reggie:

un... fair.

The boss likes me

more than he likes you.

I can't help that.

Let me out, you big...

Yay!

Yay!

- Gnomeo.

- Mum!

Oh, thank goodness.

Did those awful monsters

hurt you?

Mum, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Juliet's not with you.

Where is she? Is she okay?

I don't know.

She's still out there.

We split up and I need

to get back to her.

She dumped you.

I knew it!

I don't know why you thought

you could fix things

with a grand

romantic gesture.

That is just dumb.

Talk about pulling a Gnomeo!

Well, she didn't dump me,

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