I thought you might call. Is that a British Army Browning L9A1 in your pocket? Or are you just pleased to see me?
Holmes:Both.
Moriarty:Jim Moriarty. Hi. Jim? Jim from the hospital? Huh. Did I really make such a fleeting impression? But then I suppose that was rather the point. Don't be silly. Someone else is holding the rifle. I don't like getting my hands dirty. I've given you a glimpse, Sherlock—just a teensy glimpse—of what I've got going on out there in the big bad world. I'm a specialist, you see. Like you.
Holmes:"Dear Jim, Please will you fix it for me to get rid of my lover's nasty sister." "Dear Jim, Please will you fix it for me to disappear to South America."
Moriarty:Just so.
Holmes:Consulting criminal.Brilliant.
Moriarty:Isn't it?No one ever gets to me. And no one ever will.
Holmes:I did. [bad word] the closest. Now you're in my way.
Holmes:Thank you.
Moriarty:Didn't mean it as [bad word] 
Holmes: Yes you did.
Moriarty: Yeah, okay, I did. But the flirting's over, Sherlock.Daddy's had enough now! I've shown you what I can do. I've cut loose all those people, all those little problems. Even 30 million quid just to get you [bad word] out and play. So take this as a friendly warning, my dear. Back off. Although. I have loved this. This little game of ours. Playing Jim from IT. Playing [bad word]  Did you like the little touch with the underwear?
Holmes:People have died.
Moriarty:That's what people DO!
Holmes:I will stop you.
Moriarty:No you won't.
Holmes : You all right?
Moriarty:You can talk, Johnny Boy. Go ahead.
Holmes: Take it.
Moriarty: Hm? Oh, that. The missile plans. Boring! I could have got them anywhere. [bad word] 
Moriarty:Oh! Good. Very good.
Watson:Just like that, Mr. Moriarty. Pull that trigger and we both go up.
Moriarty: He's sweet, I can see why you like having him around. But then people do get sentimental about their pets. They're so touching and loyal. But oops! You've rather shown your hand there, Dr. Watson. Gotcha!
Moriarty: Westwood. Do you know what happens if you don't leave me alone, Sherlock?To you.
Holmes:Oh let me guess, I get killed.
Moriarty:Kill you? Eh, no. Don't be obvious. I mean I'm going to kill you anyway someday. I don't want [bad word] it though. I'm saving it up for something special. No no no.If you don't stop prying I will burn you.I will burn the HEART out of you.
Holmes:I have been reliably informed that I don't have one.
Moriarty:But we both know that's not quite [bad word] Well.I better be off.So nice to have had a proper chat.
Holmes:What if I was to shoot you now? Right now.
Moriarty:Then you could cherish the look of surprise on my face. Because I'd be surprised,Sherlock.Really I would.And just a teensy bit disappointed.And of course you wouldn't be able to cherish it for very long. Ciao,Sherlock Holmes.
Holmes:Catch you... later.
Moriarty:No you won't!
Holmes:Alright? Are you all right?!
Watson: Yeah, I'm fine. Sherlock— Sherlock! Are you okay?
Holmes:Me?Yeah. Fine. Fine. That,ah— thing that you did. That you, um,you offered to do. That was, uh, good.
Watson:I'm glad no one saw that.
Holmes:Hm?
Watson:You ripping my clothes off in a darkened swimming pool. People might talk.
Holmes:People do little else.
Moriarty: Sorry boys!I'm soooo changeable! It is a weakness with me. But to be fair to myself,it is my only weakness. You can't be allowed to continue.You just can't. I would try to convince you.Everything I have to say has already crossed your mind.
Holmes:Probably my answer has crossed yours.