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"You can't keep doing this,” Pepper said. She curled around one of the pillows on the couch, tugging her robe closed over her nightgown.
Tony didn’t respond, didn’t look up from the piano, just picked out an anemic, one-handed melody she didn't recognize. She’d woken to the high tinkling
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thanks!
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"The last person who tried to help me bled out in front of me on a sack of rice."
I physically flinched at that line.
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Amazing stuff.
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...man. I love the way you're dealing with Pepper's own version of PTSD, all the things she doesn't even recognize need processing, because she's so wrapped up in getting Tony better. And man. Just the slow, sad creep of this new status quo, all the little ways they are at once both more honest with each other and infinitely farther apart as whatever Tony's trying to make himself into now begins to set.
"When you quit this time," he said, "you'll mean it."
That kills me, just utterly and completely.
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all the little ways they are at once both more honest with each other and infinitely farther apart as whatever Tony's trying to make himself into now begins to set.
yeah, I think that's one of the things that really gets me when watching the film. They cross all these boundaries like whoa, but in so many ways, yeah, they've never been farther apart.
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