Someone catch the Arrested Development joke, please.
five situations in which Parker and Jarod had sex.
Two days after her father's funeral (with an empty casket, weighed down by cinder blocks). Jarod lets himself into her home, tucking the key back under the mat on the back porch where he found it. She's drunk and still wearing her black dress. She slaps him when he tries to take away her drink, and then she's kissing him and his hand are all over her.
In the bathroom of some hip and trendy tropical-themed bar in LA. Jarod had seen Cocktail.
In some seedy motel, just outside of Wilmington. It's almost like some sort of cheating spouse's office tryst. A rendezvous. Illicit. Parker almost doesn't show. She wears La Perla lingerie.
Outside, against a brick wall in an alleyway. Lyle's only about a block away in a sedan full of sweepers. Parker's pretty sure she left fingernail scratches on Jarod's back.
After a series of escalating dares, in which Jarod and Parker somehow end up on the run. They end up in Italy; Parker's Italian is a bit rusty, but it comes back soon enough. They foil an art heist from a church in a remote village, because Jarod is sure that this is the only way to cement their reputations against unwanted pursuers. "Trust me," he tells her, with a grin, "I used to do this for a living."
five of many reasons that familyarchives is awesome.
DI David Creegan is glad that she tells people about him.
Elizabeth Weir claims that she is the only person to have recommended a nice cup of tea after a strenuous stick-fighting, self-defense workshop.
When asked, Laura Roslin gestures to the apple on her desk and, I swear to God, it sounds like she's giggling.
Detective Goren says something vague and intellectual. Eames rolls her eyes and translates, "It's a compliment, I promise."
The Doctor wants her to come back.
five reasons that BSG is awesome.
Roslin's bare feet in the Admiral's quarters.
The sound of a Viper when it flies through the frame of a shot.
"Every day is a gift from the gods." "No, it's a gift from you."
Mother. Frakker.
In the story of the Pythia of the Delphic Oracle, the priestesses are liberated from their enslavement to an evil python, by a god named Apollo.
my top five songs at the moment.
Bless these tangled veins, none of which will grow the same. (Mates of State)
And they all want to love the cause, because they all need to be the cause. They all want to fuck the cause. (Broken Social Scene)
Girl, you've got those hands that heal. Help me get in touch with what I feel. (The Raconteurs)
Traveling at godspeed over hills and trails, I have refused my call, pushin' my lazy sails into the blue flame. (New Pornographers)
More junk in the trunk than a Honda; I know you want to do the Jane Fonda. (Mickey Avalon)
Let's play.
Two days after her father's funeral (with an empty casket, weighed down by cinder blocks). Jarod lets himself into her home, tucking the key back under the mat on the back porch where he found it. She's drunk and still wearing her black dress. She slaps him when he tries to take away her drink, and then she's kissing him and his hand are all over her.
In the bathroom of some hip and trendy tropical-themed bar in LA. Jarod had seen Cocktail.
In some seedy motel, just outside of Wilmington. It's almost like some sort of cheating spouse's office tryst. A rendezvous. Illicit. Parker almost doesn't show. She wears La Perla lingerie.
Outside, against a brick wall in an alleyway. Lyle's only about a block away in a sedan full of sweepers. Parker's pretty sure she left fingernail scratches on Jarod's back.
After a series of escalating dares, in which Jarod and Parker somehow end up on the run. They end up in Italy; Parker's Italian is a bit rusty, but it comes back soon enough. They foil an art heist from a church in a remote village, because Jarod is sure that this is the only way to cement their reputations against unwanted pursuers. "Trust me," he tells her, with a grin, "I used to do this for a living."
five of many reasons that familyarchives is awesome.
DI David Creegan is glad that she tells people about him.
Elizabeth Weir claims that she is the only person to have recommended a nice cup of tea after a strenuous stick-fighting, self-defense workshop.
When asked, Laura Roslin gestures to the apple on her desk and, I swear to God, it sounds like she's giggling.
Detective Goren says something vague and intellectual. Eames rolls her eyes and translates, "It's a compliment, I promise."
The Doctor wants her to come back.
five reasons that BSG is awesome.
Roslin's bare feet in the Admiral's quarters.
The sound of a Viper when it flies through the frame of a shot.
"Every day is a gift from the gods." "No, it's a gift from you."
Mother. Frakker.
In the story of the Pythia of the Delphic Oracle, the priestesses are liberated from their enslavement to an evil python, by a god named Apollo.
my top five songs at the moment.
Bless these tangled veins, none of which will grow the same. (Mates of State)
And they all want to love the cause, because they all need to be the cause. They all want to fuck the cause. (Broken Social Scene)
Girl, you've got those hands that heal. Help me get in touch with what I feel. (The Raconteurs)
Traveling at godspeed over hills and trails, I have refused my call, pushin' my lazy sails into the blue flame. (New Pornographers)
More junk in the trunk than a Honda; I know you want to do the Jane Fonda. (Mickey Avalon)
Let's play.