“People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear.” (x) (insp.)
He disbelieved me. He continued to resist. Corralling him took great effort. But the closer we got to Savannah, his resistance began to diminish. I couldn’t say why. I wasn’t expecting it. Perhaps he’d finally reached the limits of his physical ability to fight. Or perhaps, as the promise of seeing Thomas grew closer, he grew more comfortable letting go of this man he’d created in response to his loss. The man whose mind I’d come to know so well; whose mind I had in some ways incorporated into my own. It was a strange experience to see something from it so unexpected.
He chose to believe it, because he wasn’t the man that I’d come to know at all. But one who had existed beforehand, waking from a long and terrible nightmare. Reorienting to the daylight.
John Silver, talking about James Mcgraw and tearing my GODDAMN HEART OUT, 4x10