Sherlock: Fine! Judge all you want, but –
Sherlock, pointing to John: Married an assassin.
Sherlock, pointing to Mycroft: Ate an entire cake yesterday and then cried.
Sherlock, pointing to Irene: Made my name into a password.
Sherlock, pointing to Greg: Threw a girl’s wooden leg in a fire.
Sherlock, pointing to Eurus: LIVES IN A GLASS PRISON THAT DOESN’T HAVE ANY GLASS TO KEEP YOU THERE! SERIOUSLY, YOU COULD JUST WALK OUT!