My favorite scenes, Arrow 318 “Public Enemy”

Not a full recap this episode, but I did want to briefly highlight two scenes, both of which featured character truths long held back that finally came to light.

1. __?_licity

In the hospital, Ray tells Felicity that he loves her. This causes Felicity to tell him that it is “nice to hear” and hightail it out of the room to get him some hospital jell-o, because he must be hungry. NO ONE IS HUNGRY FOR HOSPITAL JELL-O. And yes, Ray is the jell-o.

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This leads to the scene where Smoak smoaks Smoak. Felicity walks out of the room and gets caught with her guilty-face on (and not because she had hospital sex).

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Those really should be more different.

If part
of Felicity’s charm is her constant unconscious double entendres, large
part of her mother’s charm is in all that Vegas flamboyance hiding a
shrewd ability to read people. It didn’t escape me that she knew her
daughter didn’t return Ray’s sentiments by just looking at her, and it
also didn’t escape me that, for all that Felicity playacts at being
embarrassed by her, Donna is the one person she can admit her feelings
to: she is not into Ray, even if she has tried. When she questions herself because it makes sense on paper, Donna once again hits the nail on the head by pointing out that it is because she is in love with Oliver.

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Throughout
this episode, hints were dropped about Felicity’s father: he was a
criminal, and she quickly deflected any mention her mother made of him.
Felicity has had two great loves: Cooper and Oliver, and both were
fringe elements with questionable moral codes, probably closer to the
father that abandoned her than she herself ever stopped to consider, so
what does she do? She consciously picks good, dorky nerds like Barry and
Ray (or what Ray should have been) and then puts all her energy into
trying to make it work, to be with men who, even if they should leave
her, would not devastate her.

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Momma Smoak is right: So much of the burden of choice has been placed on Oliver’s shoulders this season, but now, Felicity has
to choose. And the choice is, not surprisingly, similar to
Oliver’s: go all in with a risky venture or sit tight on a safe bet?

Bless you, Mama Smoak, patron saint of the S.S. Olicity.

 

2. Oliver and Lance.

I said in my recap for 317 that “not a single thing” in Oliver’s life had shown him that it was possible to love without tragic results, and in this episode he is finally face-to-face with the embodiment of the fallout of two of those instances: Quentin Lance.

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Lance tells Oliver that R’as told him that he and Sara had been together on Lian Yu, and when he questions when Oliver decided that he would take decisions on behalf of his family, Oliver says quietly, and with feeling, that he loved his family, and gets backhanded as a response, along with an admonition to take advantage of his right to stay silent.

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However much that admission riled Lance, it was honest, and raw. Laurel was Oliver’s first love, and for years she was a beacon of hope, an ideal that he could pine for and remember better times. Sara was so like him that if not for the boots knocking they could have been twins, two blonde kids broken and built back up by terrible circumstances, looking to keep a light in their lives after years of darkness. Oliver loved Sara, where Ollie had loved her sister, and whatever his faults, Oliver is not a disloyal man, and one with a rather long memory. When he tells Quentin he returned from the island to try and save the people of the city, Quentin’s response is a deliberate, hurtful recitation of all the people that have died in Oliver’s life.

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It is an echo of the very same list he once brokenly admitted to Felicity. It is the same list that caused him to turn himself in as a criminal, rather than to see harm done to others he loves. He tells Lance he didn’t want Laurel, or anyone else to get involved, but Quentin claims that not only did he involve his daughter, but himself, and that he has made all the people that he “claims to care so much about” into “criminals, liars and victims,” and that he isn’t a hero, but a villain.

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Now if the theme is identity, one of the reasons Oliver loves the Lance family is because they are so intertwined with his memories of himself that while perhaps not happier, are symbolic of a time in his life when things were not as complex and his burden not as heavy to bear. Sara especially, but Laurel too, were people who knew him then and now, endured disappointments and tragedies with him and eventually reconciled as friends. While he may not be involved romantically with either at this point, he values the Lance family, and the father that both girls strove to protect.

And by all means, Quentin is also seeking to replace the identity of grieving father with the much more familiar one of justice-seeker, crimefighter. In this he is much like Oliver himself, who has channeled his pain and loss into a cause, and in this cause found allies, like Quentin himself was once, and they in turn their own identities as heroes.

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So the pieces are reshuffled and the chessboard is reset. It will be interesting to see how it all shakes out.

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My favorite scene, Outlander S1E3 “The Way Out”

So I am way late, but it’s been a hell of a week. No full recap, but I did manage to get around to documenting this bit of sassafras, which is good because later on in the episode I wanted to smack Jamie in his stupid face. L’EER FREE ZONE, y’all.

Claire being a modern woman decided that drinking her cares away is solid coping, and thank God for it, because Jamie had to go be a gentleman and escort her to the surgery and that in turn gave us THIS:

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Jamie is so standup when he isn’t kissing girls who’ll be girls when they’re fifty. But Claire isn’t. She’s all, “Hey while you’re down here, might as well look under your shirt because NURSE and REASONS.

Attagirl, Claire. We speak your name.

They then both proceed to be painfully, SEARINGLY ADORABLE.

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(sigh) You guys. This is the hottest thing ever with two fully-dressed people. Still, Claire cries uncle in the World’s Sexiest Game of Chicken because blah blah stupid Frank.

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BUT THE LOOKS.

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I’ll be in my bunk.

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My favorite scene, Doctor Who S8E1, “Deep Breath”

Lots of quotables and great lines, but for my money, nothing as good as Vastra confronting Clara on her reluctance to accept the new Doctor. A heavy-handed commentary by Moffat on the fandom’s reluctance to accept Capaldi no doubt, but still excellent acting by both Neve and Jenna and great to see a scene with three women where each had her own perspective and stuck to it. Keep doing this, Moffat.

The real dialogue is below for those who want it, but here’s what I heard in my head:

Clara: You said renewed. He doesn’t look renewed. He looks… older.
Madame Vastra: You thought he was young?
Clara: He looked young.
Madame Vastra: He looked like your dashing young gentleman friend. Your lover even.
Clara: Shut up.
Madame Vastra: But he is the Doctor. He has walked this universe for centuries untold. He has seen stars fall to dust. You might as well flirt with a mountain range.
Clara: I did not flirt with him.
Madame Vastra: He flirted with you.
Clara: How?
Madame Vastra: He looked young. Who do you think that was for?
Clara: Me?
Madame Vastra: Everyone. I wear a veil as he wore a face.
Clara: For what reason?
Madame Vastra: The oldest reason there is for anything: to be accepted.

Clara: Are you judging me?
Madame Vastra: The Doctor regenerated in your presence. The young man disappeared, the veil lifted. He trusted you. Are you judging him?
Clara: How dare you. How dare you. Marcus Aurelius, Roman Emperor. Last one of the five good and stoic philosopher.
Madame Vastra: Superlative bass guitarist. The Doctor really knows how to put a band together.
Clara: And the only pin-up I ever had on my wall when I was fifteen. The only one I ever had. I am not sure who you think you’re talking to right now, Madame Vastra, but I have never had the slightest interest in pretty young men. And for the record if there was anybody who could flirt with a mountain man she’s probably standing in front of you right now! Just because my pretty face has turned your head do not assume I am so easily distracted.

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You know you’re a highlander when… (S1Ep2)

I need to stop, but not before I share in the joy of this scene. Are you holding a stuffed animal and a glass of wine?  Then scroll, because you’re as prepared as you are going to get.

Ah, Rupert. I know you wanted to punch South instead of North. There is no shame in this bromance game.

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My favorite scene, Outlander Ep 2, “Castle Leoch”.

Not only is it mine, but it has to be yours. I won’t lie, I have no idea what they were talking about during this scene, I was so into their faces. Someone needs to give both these kids an Emmy.

Castle Leoch, Claire discovers she can’t outdrink a Scots and the next day resolves to spend some time re-bandaging and feeding Jamie. Jamie tells her he is a wanted man, about Black Jack trying to use rape as a plot device and we are treated to this:

Was everyone not RIVETED? If you were not, you are dead inside. DEAD.

Claire is a woman out of time, not out of her damn mind. And Jamie can tell. Lookit dat face. This is not the face of a man who dinna ken his lady-mojo.

I know, honey. You two are adorable. I want to put you in my Barbie Dream Scottish Keep and smoosh your faces together with all the finesse and passion in my romantic teenage heart.

Preach, Claire, I am buying what you two are selling. Still, it’s only episode 2, so that bastard Old Angus had to come and ruin our fun.

Oh, you bastard. I hate you so much right now.

Still, there’s always episode three, right?

[SPOILERS after the jump]

Then I saw the preview for episode 3.

OH for %$#@! sake, McTavish/Mackenzie/Fraser.

Jamie, you have some ‘splainin to do.

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My favorite scene, S1 E1, “Sassenach”.

Claire tries to escape. I have no idea why. You would have to pry me from that man’s thighs with a crowbar. Real dialogue below the pics for the die-hards.

Jamie: Lost yer way?

Claire: Hope you haven’t been misusing that shoulder. You’re hurt.

Jamie: This’ll not just be my blood….Not much of it, anyway.

Dougal and the others will be waitin’, further up the stream. We should go.

Claire: I’m NOT going with you.

Jamie: (point his sword at her) Yes ye are.

Claire: What, are you going to cut my throat if I don’t?

Jamie: Why no. But ye don’t look that heavy. If ye won’t walk, I shall pick ye up and throw ye over my shoulder. D’ye want me to do that?

Claire: (tearfully) No.

Jamie: Well then. Suppose that means yer comin’ with me.

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