AND THEN BONES BRINGS ME BACK OUT OF DEPRESSION!
OH HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND RIGHTEOUS IN THE WORLD OF SPOILERS AND FANDOM. OH HOLY FUCKING SHIT.
OMG, you guys. No, seriously, OMG.
Spoilers for Bones in the form of script sides.
Follow the link to go see for yourselves, or else I shall properly fangirl in the lj-cut just below and you can get the whole gist there if you'd rather not read it word-for-word.
I'm only saying one thing as temptation: GRAVEDIGGER.
THIS LINK WANTS TO BE CLICKED.
And now, to proceed with the ASLKDFHAGLDSGHALHGIHGLAHD;LGH!!!!
Holy. Shit. This seriously deserves to be properly blogged about, but Caroline, Leigh and I cannot currently find coherent sentences when trying to describe it. I am speechless. There are no proper words. OMFG THE GRAVEDIGGER TOOK BOOTH. AND BRENNAN IS FLIPPING HER SHIT. SHE'S BLAMING IT ON HODGINS. OMFG OMFG OMFG. I cannot stop flailing. I cannot stop flailing and fangirling! And apparently they were all somewhere fancy when he got snatched, because Booth is in a tuxedo. And he's not buried alive, he's trapped in the hold of a ship THAT IS RIGGED WITH CHARGES OF C4. LET'S JUST ALL TAKE JJ ABRAMS' LEAD, SHALL WE, WRITERS? HOLY SHIT. Oh, and can we just make this episode win at life even more? Oh, wait, YES WE CAN. Booth is hallucinating the presence of this young soldier that he feels he got killed and then watched him die during the war. The dead soldier is with him the entire time, talking to him and Booth is revealing all of these secrets and backstory and deep, dark shit we've never known. DUDE I CANNOT EVEN DEAL WITH THIS, IT IS SO BEYOND PERFECTION. He talks about Parker and he talks about how he still loves Rebecca but he doesn't like her very much at all. Can you even imagine what he's going to say about Brennan in that state of mind?!? CAN YOU? AND! I think I'm just going to go die over here in my corner of spastic joy from merely thinking about what their reunion moment is going to entail. OH, OMFG THIS COULD TOTALLY BE THE KISS. Yeah, I'm gonna go... die...
I bow down and praise you with great thanks, Hart Hanson, for blessing me with this fabulous news when your good buddy David Shore had sufficiently crushed all my hope in fandom. I LOVE YOU, HART. Now go walk over to your sound-stage neighbors and knock some fucking sense into them. Tell them they can't use the diner set anymore if they don't stop being assholes. Mmkay, thanks.
OMG, you guys. No, seriously, OMG.
Spoilers for Bones in the form of script sides.
Follow the link to go see for yourselves, or else I shall properly fangirl in the lj-cut just below and you can get the whole gist there if you'd rather not read it word-for-word.
I'm only saying one thing as temptation: GRAVEDIGGER.
THIS LINK WANTS TO BE CLICKED.
And now, to proceed with the ASLKDFHAGLDSGHALHGIHGLAHD;LGH!!!!
Holy. Shit. This seriously deserves to be properly blogged about, but Caroline, Leigh and I cannot currently find coherent sentences when trying to describe it. I am speechless. There are no proper words. OMFG THE GRAVEDIGGER TOOK BOOTH. AND BRENNAN IS FLIPPING HER SHIT. SHE'S BLAMING IT ON HODGINS. OMFG OMFG OMFG. I cannot stop flailing. I cannot stop flailing and fangirling! And apparently they were all somewhere fancy when he got snatched, because Booth is in a tuxedo. And he's not buried alive, he's trapped in the hold of a ship THAT IS RIGGED WITH CHARGES OF C4. LET'S JUST ALL TAKE JJ ABRAMS' LEAD, SHALL WE, WRITERS? HOLY SHIT. Oh, and can we just make this episode win at life even more? Oh, wait, YES WE CAN. Booth is hallucinating the presence of this young soldier that he feels he got killed and then watched him die during the war. The dead soldier is with him the entire time, talking to him and Booth is revealing all of these secrets and backstory and deep, dark shit we've never known. DUDE I CANNOT EVEN DEAL WITH THIS, IT IS SO BEYOND PERFECTION. He talks about Parker and he talks about how he still loves Rebecca but he doesn't like her very much at all. Can you even imagine what he's going to say about Brennan in that state of mind?!? CAN YOU? AND! I think I'm just going to go die over here in my corner of spastic joy from merely thinking about what their reunion moment is going to entail. OH, OMFG THIS COULD TOTALLY BE THE KISS. Yeah, I'm gonna go... die...
I bow down and praise you with great thanks, Hart Hanson, for blessing me with this fabulous news when your good buddy David Shore had sufficiently crushed all my hope in fandom. I LOVE YOU, HART. Now go walk over to your sound-stage neighbors and knock some fucking sense into them. Tell them they can't use the diner set anymore if they don't stop being assholes. Mmkay, thanks.