PENCIL:I'm sorry, 'couse you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.
ERASER:That's true, but i don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
Gatiss: Okay, Steven, everyone’s going crazy trying to figure out how Sherlock survived that fall, so we’re going to need a really clever solution. Moffat: Sherlock stood on top of St. Bart’s. And then— Gatiss: Yes? Moffat: More disco music. Gatiss: What? No. It was funny at the pool, but— Moffat: More. Disco. Music. Gatiss: How does that even explain— Moffat: Gloria Gaynor. Gatiss: But you were talking about all the clues being— Moffat: First I was afraid. I was petrified. Gatiss: You don’t need to sing it. I know the song. Moffat: Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side. Gatiss: Molly. Molly definitely has a part in it, right? Moffat: But I spent so many nights, thinking how you did me wrong, and I grew strong. And I learned how to carry on. Gatiss: Stop it. Stop it right now. Did the garbage truck break Sherlock’s fa— Moffat: Oh no, not I. Gatiss: STEVEN. No! He used the ball to stop his pulse! The dummy that was hanging in the flat was wearing a mask! Something! Anything! Moffat: I WILL SURVIVE. AS LONG AS I KNOW HOW TO LOVE I KNOW I’LL STAY ALIVE. Gatiss: Please, please, Steven. I’m begging you as your friend— Moffat: I. Will. Survive. Gatiss: Forget it. Fine.