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Bullet Points: Do You Really Want To Do That?

Ill Boding Patterns–part 5 (part 1-4 here, herehere and here)

Bullet points are encapsulated scene analysis from the top of each act to the bottom. (each act is bookended by a commercial break)

1. Nice establishing shot with the branch in the foreground cutting the screen in half and Beowulf in the background. A visual indication things are not gonna go smoothly for him.

2. He goes from confident strut to visible fear the second he hears a noise. Just like Bae did previously.  Once again making a statement about unchallenged courage.

Nice.

3. Considering how powerful that dagger is you’d think people would guard it a little more carefully. Chain it to your wrist. Tuck it inside your shirt. Something.

4. “You’re just like your father. You don’t have it in you.”

Has there ever been a moment in the history of television when a line like that hasn’t led to an ass-whoopin?

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.