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The penultimate part of my Generation Kill picspam. Episode 6 - Stay Frosty.
Some things:
→ I don't actually have a lot to say about this ep because so much happens and it's all amazing so picking things out is hard! Also some of the caps are missing and my viewer was playing up again and on top of that my Photoshop reset itself so I'm not sure about the colouring. So I may in future respam this ep as I don't feel I've done it justice.
→ I love Ray humping Walt's neck. I love Ray/Walt. Please let there be more fic for them!
→ That cap is there purely to show how ridiculously insanely long ASkars legs are!
→ I love Nate's 'WTF IS HE ON?' expression around Ray. (Yeah ok, I kind of ship Ray and Nate too)
→ 'More like Trombley?!?!?' has to be the most hilarious thing in the show.
→ Urgh Walt's abandoned gun kills me. As does the look on Brad's face, he knows he can't help him.
→ Horizon shot!
→ Love Nate's bitchface.
→ PFC(?) Nathan's face is so sad there. Crap this ep is sadder than I remembered.
→ Lots of Nate/Brad eyefucking going on. Ok ok, I ship them as much as Brad/Ray now.
→ Their little smirks. Stark and Alex were so pitch perfect all the way through, just perfect.
→ I really enjoy Wilson's arms.
→ I love that the real Colbert did that, that it's not just some screenwriter trick or invention.
→ Nate's response to Captain America's insanity speech is wonderful. He's wondering how you classify insanity when you realise that Captain America is making sense.
→ Bonus Walt! And that's where the caps end. So I'm just going to make a few more comments on the rest of the episode.
→ I love Brad's don't give me the baby bit. It's hilarious and adorable.
→ Also, I don't think Eric Nenninger gets enough love. He makes Captain America so sympathetic.
→ When they're taking off their MOPP suits the look on Lee's face is just priceless. I can't really explain why I love it so much but it's just this perfect combination of relief and dismay and horror.
→ Nate's whole 'Don't fuck with my men' bit, I'm not gonna lie it's a little bit hot!
→ When Alpha are shooting at Colbert's team in the field, Patterson running down the line just gets me for some reason, as does Ray driving like a lunatic and then getting out and having to be held back by Patterson.
→ Finally the quotation I've put, from over the credits. That's lifted from the book right? Only I found it familiar when I read the book but now I can't find it in the book so I'm not sure.
Also, this quotation is REALLY long and I can't split it into who says what - I'm lazy, but I think I have the line breaks right.
I don't give a fuckwhat you write. It's gonna come out all liberal media bullshit spin on it anyway.
Seriously, what am I supposed to do with all this bullshit you guys constantly talk?
You think I'm some sort of racist psycho redneck?
What, you ain't?
And you ain't some fucking militant taco-bender revolutionary?
See, reporter? No outsider can understand how we really are. We're all fucking brothers.
And we're all fucking alpha males.
We gotta constantly test each other.
All we do is fight for position in the pack, dawg. All that training we do, the martial arts, to grappling... is for practice, but it's also for real, to achieve dominance over a motherfucker. We do the same thing mentally. It's prison rules, dawg.
We probe for any fucking weakness we can find... family, race, brains, looks... anything you have on a motherfucker, you wear it the fuck out. Being a Marine isn't about words, anyways. It's about your fucking actions. In the civilian world, a fool slaps a "protect the planet" sticker on his car, suddenly he's all about the environment and shit. Don't matter that he drives that fucking car, fires up his computer and video games and cell phone every night with electricity made from nuclear power, coal and fucking melted baby seal oil. "nuh-uh, I got a dolphin sticker on my shit, "so I'm all about saving the fucking planet." In our fucking Marine corps civilization it don't matter what a motherfucker says. Only thing that matters is, dawg, when you charge that motherfucking machinegun when the motherfucker tells you to charge the motherfucking machinegun. Shit, everybody in this platoon is a hard charger. Marines bitch about everything, man... chow, fucking moron officers, no time for a combat jack...
You never hear a Marine in this platoon bitch that we could die at any second.
Hell no. That's what we signed up for. Hoorah that, motherfucker.
Fucking care if some latte-sipping bisexual college student reading about Justin Timberlake in "Rolling Stone" thinks I'm a psycho racist cracker? Fuck no. I'd give my life for any brother in here. I know any one of them would do the same for me. You think it matters if I call fucking T a nigger? Fucking love that big dark green marine and his big old beautiful nigger dick. Love all my dirty spic brothers here.
And I love this fucking cracker-ass inbred racist peckerwood fuck. I don't know why I do, dawg, but I do.
'Cause I'm pretty and I shave my balls. Want to touch 'em, reporter?
No. Thanks.
Look, man, I joined the Marine corps 10 days after I graduated high school. I went to school with all these rich kids at St. Tammany's parish, but I was an apartment kid. My mom worked. I worked summers digging footings on the weekends.I was a dishwasher at D'Angelo's pizzeria. I busted my ass. Became a recon Marine since I was 19. My shit is tight as fuck. I know that, my brothers in this platoon know that, so fuck all of you.
Damn, war scribe, you just spit on my fucking rack, dawg.
Where?
There.
You see that pile of dried camel dung? That's my fucking pillow, dawg. You fucking spit on it, fool. You're a heinous-asswhite boy.
I'm sorry.
Credits: screencaps by peopleareshapes, script from oxoniensis
Some things:
→ I don't actually have a lot to say about this ep because so much happens and it's all amazing so picking things out is hard! Also some of the caps are missing and my viewer was playing up again and on top of that my Photoshop reset itself so I'm not sure about the colouring. So I may in future respam this ep as I don't feel I've done it justice.
→ I love Ray humping Walt's neck. I love Ray/Walt. Please let there be more fic for them!
→ That cap is there purely to show how ridiculously insanely long ASkars legs are!
→ I love Nate's 'WTF IS HE ON?' expression around Ray. (Yeah ok, I kind of ship Ray and Nate too)
→ 'More like Trombley?!?!?' has to be the most hilarious thing in the show.
→ Urgh Walt's abandoned gun kills me. As does the look on Brad's face, he knows he can't help him.
→ Horizon shot!
→ Love Nate's bitchface.
→ PFC(?) Nathan's face is so sad there. Crap this ep is sadder than I remembered.
→ Lots of Nate/Brad eyefucking going on. Ok ok, I ship them as much as Brad/Ray now.
→ Their little smirks. Stark and Alex were so pitch perfect all the way through, just perfect.
→ I really enjoy Wilson's arms.
→ I love that the real Colbert did that, that it's not just some screenwriter trick or invention.
→ Nate's response to Captain America's insanity speech is wonderful. He's wondering how you classify insanity when you realise that Captain America is making sense.
→ Bonus Walt! And that's where the caps end. So I'm just going to make a few more comments on the rest of the episode.
→ I love Brad's don't give me the baby bit. It's hilarious and adorable.
→ Also, I don't think Eric Nenninger gets enough love. He makes Captain America so sympathetic.
→ When they're taking off their MOPP suits the look on Lee's face is just priceless. I can't really explain why I love it so much but it's just this perfect combination of relief and dismay and horror.
→ Nate's whole 'Don't fuck with my men' bit, I'm not gonna lie it's a little bit hot!
→ When Alpha are shooting at Colbert's team in the field, Patterson running down the line just gets me for some reason, as does Ray driving like a lunatic and then getting out and having to be held back by Patterson.
→ Finally the quotation I've put, from over the credits. That's lifted from the book right? Only I found it familiar when I read the book but now I can't find it in the book so I'm not sure.
Also, this quotation is REALLY long and I can't split it into who says what - I'm lazy, but I think I have the line breaks right.
I don't give a fuckwhat you write. It's gonna come out all liberal media bullshit spin on it anyway.
Seriously, what am I supposed to do with all this bullshit you guys constantly talk?
You think I'm some sort of racist psycho redneck?
What, you ain't?
And you ain't some fucking militant taco-bender revolutionary?
See, reporter? No outsider can understand how we really are. We're all fucking brothers.
And we're all fucking alpha males.
We gotta constantly test each other.
All we do is fight for position in the pack, dawg. All that training we do, the martial arts, to grappling... is for practice, but it's also for real, to achieve dominance over a motherfucker. We do the same thing mentally. It's prison rules, dawg.
We probe for any fucking weakness we can find... family, race, brains, looks... anything you have on a motherfucker, you wear it the fuck out. Being a Marine isn't about words, anyways. It's about your fucking actions. In the civilian world, a fool slaps a "protect the planet" sticker on his car, suddenly he's all about the environment and shit. Don't matter that he drives that fucking car, fires up his computer and video games and cell phone every night with electricity made from nuclear power, coal and fucking melted baby seal oil. "nuh-uh, I got a dolphin sticker on my shit, "so I'm all about saving the fucking planet." In our fucking Marine corps civilization it don't matter what a motherfucker says. Only thing that matters is, dawg, when you charge that motherfucking machinegun when the motherfucker tells you to charge the motherfucking machinegun. Shit, everybody in this platoon is a hard charger. Marines bitch about everything, man... chow, fucking moron officers, no time for a combat jack...
You never hear a Marine in this platoon bitch that we could die at any second.
Hell no. That's what we signed up for. Hoorah that, motherfucker.
Fucking care if some latte-sipping bisexual college student reading about Justin Timberlake in "Rolling Stone" thinks I'm a psycho racist cracker? Fuck no. I'd give my life for any brother in here. I know any one of them would do the same for me. You think it matters if I call fucking T a nigger? Fucking love that big dark green marine and his big old beautiful nigger dick. Love all my dirty spic brothers here.
And I love this fucking cracker-ass inbred racist peckerwood fuck. I don't know why I do, dawg, but I do.
'Cause I'm pretty and I shave my balls. Want to touch 'em, reporter?
No. Thanks.
Look, man, I joined the Marine corps 10 days after I graduated high school. I went to school with all these rich kids at St. Tammany's parish, but I was an apartment kid. My mom worked. I worked summers digging footings on the weekends.I was a dishwasher at D'Angelo's pizzeria. I busted my ass. Became a recon Marine since I was 19. My shit is tight as fuck. I know that, my brothers in this platoon know that, so fuck all of you.
Damn, war scribe, you just spit on my fucking rack, dawg.
Where?
There.
You see that pile of dried camel dung? That's my fucking pillow, dawg. You fucking spit on it, fool. You're a heinous-asswhite boy.
I'm sorry.
Credits: screencaps by peopleareshapes, script from oxoniensis