The Industrial Age Had Only Just Begun;

I've Managed To Bring The Backlog Down To A Mere Sixty-eight Years," She Announced With Some Small Sense Of Achievement. "i Hope To Be Able To Start Marking The Papers Of Pupils Who Are Still Alive By The End Of The Decade.

We're In A Psuedoscientific Technobabble.

Don't Ever Call Me Mad, Mycroft. I'm Not Mad. I'm Just ... Well, Differently Moraled, That's All.

There's Something Rotten In The State Of Denmark, And Hamlet Says...it's Payback Time!

Sorry," [hamlet] Said, Rubbing His Temples. "i Don't Know What Came Over Me. All Of A Sudden I Had This Overwhelming Desire To Talk For A Very Long Time Without Actually Doing Anything.