She’d better hope that fear will be a part of her now till she dies, because the alternative is the thing that’s worse. There’s nothing worse than not having to be afraid for your kid any more. Jody learned that twice over.
Holy ow. Oh, God, Jody. She is such a fantastic narrator, here--bringing all the nuances and stupid little bits of realism into the 'verse that make it work, from the kindness and optimism that don't happen automatically but are worked for (and the more valuable for it), to the real-world horrors that she's dealt with all her life, to the goddamned olives on the pizzas and I just. Jody.
It’s funny how comfortable she is around him, a kind of intimacy that goes back to that act of horrific, necessary kindness.
JODY
She can’t chew off part of her mind to get out of that trap.
JODY
“We’ve got a bible story’s worth of miracles,” he says. “That’s our problem...." The wrong kind of miracle can mess you up good.... Just one of that kind of miracle did a number on her.
Augh, this is so perfect for both of them that it hurts. And Sam--pulling back from people, the way he quietly and systematically has been since 05x01, pulling back so far that at this point, he's pulled way the hell back from himself, so far back he's apparently convinced himself it doesn't matter if he never gets a even an insincere apology for being held down for barely metaphorical rape and then gaslit about it, because he's just so damned tired.
“Call, Sam,” she says, “or I’ll call you, want it or not. You’ve got help if you need it. Maybe if miracles aren’t working out for you you should try some plain human backup.”
And Jody cares, or would like to care, but Sam won't let her, because his protocol is to recede so far people won't notice when he's not there.
Faith’s not about going blindfold into the trap. It’s about taking backup.
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Date: 2015-03-23 08:28 pm (UTC)Holy ow. Oh, God, Jody. She is such a fantastic narrator, here--bringing all the nuances and stupid little bits of realism into the 'verse that make it work, from the kindness and optimism that don't happen automatically but are worked for (and the more valuable for it), to the real-world horrors that she's dealt with all her life, to the goddamned olives on the pizzas and I just. Jody.
It’s funny how comfortable she is around him, a kind of intimacy that goes back to that act of horrific, necessary kindness.
JODY
She can’t chew off part of her mind to get out of that trap.
JODY
“We’ve got a bible story’s worth of miracles,” he says. “That’s our problem...." The wrong kind of miracle can mess you up good.... Just one of that kind of miracle did a number on her.
Augh, this is so perfect for both of them that it hurts. And Sam--pulling back from people, the way he quietly and systematically has been since 05x01, pulling back so far that at this point, he's pulled way the hell back from himself, so far back he's apparently convinced himself it doesn't matter if he never gets a even an insincere apology for being held down for barely metaphorical rape and then gaslit about it, because he's just so damned tired.
“Call, Sam,” she says, “or I’ll call you, want it or not. You’ve got help if you need it. Maybe if miracles aren’t working out for you you should try some plain human backup.”
And Jody cares, or would like to care, but Sam won't let her, because his protocol is to recede so far people won't notice when he's not there.
Faith’s not about going blindfold into the trap. It’s about taking backup.
Perfect ending is perfect and amazing.