my favorite scene*
barely-suppressed panic in Delphine’s voice as she tries to dissuade
Cosima from leaving, spouting arguments that ring
hollow because she has forfeited the right to say “I love you, don’t go”
and she knows it. Cosima’s tearful smile when she says “I came back for
you” (aka the point at which I get something in my eye and/or my
allergies start acting up). The way Delphine’s voice breaks when she asks “Why didn’t you tell me.” She’s trying so hard to hold it together.
And that kiss. The desperation in it; the longing. This is the truly remarkable thing about this scene: I want these two to kiss–I’ve been dying for them to kiss for the past seven and a half episodes–and when they finally kiss, it breaks my fucking heart. Because it doesn’t change anything. This isn’t them getting back together like they need to do, goddamn it; It’s just a slip. A moment of weakness.
It was tragic. Tragedy doesn’t necessarily have to be someone murdered in cold
blood. Done correctly–and I will fight anybody who says
this scene didn’t do it correctly–it can be two people who need one another
kept apart by duty and circumstances.
Here’s where I finally start getting pissed off about Delphine’s shooting in 3x10. It didn’t bother me much when I first watched it. I already knew she’d be back. I wasn’t saddened or shocked or outraged. At worst, I was annoyed. Eight or nine episodes without my fave. Great. But lately, I’ve been comparing and contrasting it with this scene, this achingly beautiful, profoundly sad moment, and it’s like John Fawcett and Graeme Manson didn’t even know what they had. Somehow, they were able to watch this and say,”Eh, it’s just not tragic enough.” Shooting Delphine was cheap, obvious, and utterly unnecessary.
*it’s possible that this will eventually be supplanted by something from 5x05 or 5x08. Too early to tell. I’ll let you know after I’ve watched all their season 5 scenes a zillion times.