As much as I love everything Greg Plageman and Jonathan Nolan have said in the interviews for Shaw, I do have one issue with in this interview:
Plageman meanwhile allows there may have been more to it. “Shaw, who has no feelings, plants one on Root and in the moment right after that gets a sudden hit of, ‘Wait a second, I did feel something.‘”
My take of the character is that she does feel at least a low level of it, which I mean, she knows when she starts getting attached to someone or something. She’s not blind to that.
She told Root herself in a roundabout way in 4x07 (Honor Among Thieves), she doesn’t need a revelatory kiss. She knew already. She wouldn’t be sticking around New York to help her team if she weren’t committed or if she didn’t care.
Shaw knows Root cares about her too, Shaw might probably suspect that Root even loves her.
But the way Greg says it, made it seem like Shaw was completely unaware. Shaw is aware. She knows she has feelings for Root. This is not her first time in the rodeo. She’s had relationships before:
“Relationships are for amateurs. Guys these days have so many… emotions. They cry, they wanna be held. I just don’t know what do with them.”
She’s been in a relationship before and none of her previous relationships ended well. Shaw is aware she’s attracted to Root (’Okay, that was kinda hot.’) and how she’s grown attached to Root.
But she’s also very painfully aware about what she is, how her old relationships exploded in her face because she didn’t return the same level of feeling. What Shaw is, is careful.
Shaw is the first in line to run to the fire but she’s going to bring a fire extinguisher with her too. She takes risks but does so with wide eyes open. She’s not going to leap just to leap.
I think the show presented as much perfectly when Shaw says: ’We’re a four alarm fire in an oil refinery.’
Shaw knows her capacity for violence, she’s also very aware of Root’s capacity for violence (and very much appreciates this too). What if, one day things between them went South? Shaw has no guarantee there won’t be to misquote Logan Echolls from Veronica Mars 'ruined lives and bloodshed’.
And, I honestly think Shaw thought they had time to figure it out, that they’d survive it all together even if it was in simulation when Shaw said: 'after Samaritan’, Shaw meant it. But things don’t happen at a time table.
Things accelerate, and its been accelerating and slowly Shaw took note of it, and its why she began letting Root closer little by little, and making her know in a roundabout way that Shaw cared for her.
And then the override button is across the room, and someone had to stay behind to make sure the Samaritan operatives won’t be able to stop the elevator from going down, and as she saw it with John down and Fusco can’t do it because he has a kid (and after going through all that trouble last year she’s not gonna deny the kid his father). Root’s also injured, the only logical choice as she could see was her.
Martine would focus on her and everyone can get away. If she had to die for something it would be for people she cared about and a cause she believed in.
So Shaw kissed Root and it could mean a number of things but for me, the kiss was both to distract Root and tell her in a way that brooked no argument that Shaw cared. IMO, Shaw’s pained expression was the realization that this could very well be the last time and her 'someday’ is never going to come around.
Its also… IMO the Han and Leia moment where Leia says 'I love you’ and Han says 'I know.’
The kiss was also that: an 'I care about you’ and 'I know’.
*(Did I just use two epic fandom ships to compare to Root/Shaw? Yes, yes, I did!)
if any of them thought that the normal kitchen experience came anywhere close to the cutthroat one
well they’d never had one of their arms tied to a woman half (or twice) their height
or their stoves replaced with a bunch of wood in a pot
chef carter tries not to let it get to her but at least they could have given her two campfires
this is just inefficient
or just had to work in the same kitchen as shaw i mean even that is a stressor in itself
shes like a tiny angry lintball
chef reese doesnt know whether to worry about stepping or her or being bitten on the calf
not to mention the way that harold finch is wandering around the kitchen
finch is enjoying the way that he can make chef reese freeze in place just by looking at him
no one’s ever had a crush on him before
at least, no one that he knows of (but then again he’s never seen the html shrines devoted to him on the cutthroat kitchen fan forums)
(which is probably for the better)
chef reese’s only sabotage is the camp stove, and his own failure to pick the right ingredients
(and his aching, burning crush on harold finch)
originally he was going to do a coffee oatmeal with a bruléed banana topping and whipped cream
unfortunately his bananas are currently tumbling through the cutthroat kitchen laundry service
the oatmeal will still work on the camp stove, though. he just needs to figure out a topping
and to stop getting distracted by harold’s eyes
they’re so blue
why did he think this was a good idea
chef carter is making a polenta
and its going to be the best damn polenta that the judge has ever eaten in their life
shaw really wasnt thinking when she gave the military cook the ability to make a campfire i mean that IS part of training, shaw!! what were you thinking!!
she can’t help but brag
“good thing i spent all that time in basic training, right, chef shaw?”
her voice is like when you suck on a hard candy for too long and it cuts your tongue open
sweet. but sharp
shaw looks over
carters campfire is roaring in a cartoonish way
like she literally just breathed on it and it erupted into magnificent flames
what the fuck
shes like a dragon
an absolutely gorgeous, talented, dragon chef
put the feelings away, shaw. its time to cook
“i was hoping all that time in your state of the art kitchen made you forget your roots.”
that’s a lie and everyone knows it
“forgetting my roots isn’t in my nature, shaw”
“isn’t in mine, either”chef root throws in
reese and carter snort
shaw is speechless
if theres one thing more confusing than someone with a crush on her its someone with a crush on her who makes puns
she does the best she can to ignore root while literally tied to the woman
carter is making a ham and cheese polenta with a herb garnish
and shes not going to make a single mistake, mark her words
okay except when she just used paprika instead of red pepper flakes
it was red ok
she wasnt paying attention
no one needs to know
good thing harold is too busy staring at reeses ass when he bends over to notice
she has her shit together
and despite his near-constant blush, so does chef reese
which is in stark contrast to chef shaw and chef root
first off, the closer shaw gets a look at root’s basket, the more it becomes clear that the woman has no fucking plan
there’s oats. there’s definitely oats
a lot of chocolate. some fruits
there’s also.. tilapia?
and are those… quail eggs?
root’s dragging her over to the sink for water before she can look any closer
“i guess i can’t just stick the taser in here, can i?”
a metal pot of water
on a metal table
on a metal floor
this isn’t how shaw wanted to die
“don’t you dare, root.”
“have it your way, sweetie”
shaw wishes she’d stop batting her eyelashes
especially when they’re so pretty
it’s hard to remember she’s competition
she drags root over to her side of the station so she can start preparing her own shit while root tries to figure out how to warm her food
(she ends up burning a loaf of bread in a pot, and holding her other pot on top. finch lets it happen)
(probably because he hadn’t thought about that whole “electrocution” thing before filming)
(even geniuses have their off moments)
shaw was GOING to make a cream of wheat-fresh fruit reduction swirl
but lucky charms =/= cream of wheat
she throws the cereal in the food processor, loads it up with whole milk, vanilla, and melon chunks, and hopes for the best
there are no words to describe the dish that root is making because it doesn’t fit with any idea of a porridge that shaw’s heard of
the girl can chop, though. even with one hand
root’s technique is good
but everyone has to wonder if she has a little help behind the scenes with the concepts usually
after the 20 minute mark, even root and carter are too focused to make comments
30 minutes is over too soon
except for shaw, for whom 30 minutes could not have come faster
she was seriously considering gnawing off her own arm just to have a free range of motion again
she thinks she probably could have finished the next two rounds before bleeding out
“chefs? i believe your cooking time is over. if you could just step away from your stations…”
finch gets a good look at the food before the judge comes down
he’s actually… impressed
chef root’s bowl may look a little like a baked bowel movement, but everyone else has actually done quite a good job with what he gave them
he smiles a little, to himself, when he looks at chef reese’s dish
(that smile makes reese feels like he just won all 25k)
finch tries to convince himself not to favour the man too strongly just because he has such beautiful cheekbones
and such rugged hands
and such a pleasant disposition
and- well. finch tries to keep his thoughts civil
the judge comes down from the tower- lionel fusco, world renowned cookbook author/food critic. finch smiles when he sees him, and hopes that he’ll be able to catch a longing look from chef reese in the final cut of the episode
“what do you got for me today, glasses?” fusco says, clapping finch on the shoulder
fusco is a large man
finch is not
if he werent steeled for it the shoulder clap might have just sent him face first into a bowl of oats
reese doesnt notice, though, of course he doesnt, hes too busy watching the way that finchs fingers are tapping gently on podium in front of him
“hello chef fusco. i was thinking, if you were amenable, we might record an episode of cutthroat kitchen?”
carter snorts. she thinks she might get along with this guy
if it werent for the whole “food preperation based torture” thing
though she could probably get over that too.
carter can get over a lot of things
“yeah, very funny, big guy. what am i tasting today?”
finch chuckles. “porridge, chef fusco. after you.”
“chef carter, please tell chef fusco what you made.”
she has a bowl of yellow, creamy polenta. a smaller bowl than she anticipated, though- most of it got burnt to the pot
don’t tell chef shaw
it’s garnished with some fresh, green herbs, and paper-thin tomato slices
“what i made for you today was a smoky, cheesy fresh summer morning polenta, topped with a tomato salad”
fusco smiles back at her. she likes this lady
he grabs a tomato slice with his fingers, pops it in his mouth. takes a spoonful of the polenta
he nods and sticks out his bottom lip in acknowledgement