Ooohhh thank you for making me think about that! 😀
– Flint awakening on the beach, covered in blood and sand, only for Silver to be sitting there ready to find yet another scheme to make sure they survive. And, well, we get shots like this one:
– Honestly, all their interactions in episodes IX and X. I could rewatch that all day long. Hilarious, hot and strangely intimate. Particular love for “you shit!”, “what the FUCK did you think was going to happen???” and Silver wanting to be free from everything… including Flint. Which only makes Flint smile fondly at him. And then two seconds later, Silver slides in sooooo close to Flint, in complete contradiction with what he said seconds before.
– Shark date! The conversation before it, of course, but mainly the part when they actually fish the sharks. Their collaboration, the exhilaration of the scene, the “again?”, and Silver and Flint grinning in the afterglow… maybe my mind’s really dirty but to me it reads like a metaphor for sex.
– That horrible painful conversation after they’ve taken Nassau where Silver (accidentally?) proceeds to smash Flint’s heart into little bits, first by mentioning Thomas, then by saying that Madi makes him vulnerable. Flint’s face, the loneliness and resigned envy on his face when Silver talks about his feelings for Madi,
his tiny twitches, the barely held-back grief when Silver brings up Thomas. *dies*
– Training on the cliff, Silver unafraid of being without his iron leg, Flint desperately wanting to know more about Silver… and Silver making an effort to give him something, even if it wasn’t exactly what Flint wanted.
hmmm remember how flint was very gently like “hey could you maybe perhaps tell me your story please“ and silver was like “i genuinely wish i could but i have no story because i can’t bear to verbalize what happened to me; still i need you to know that my reticence isn’t a reflection of the degree of my affection or trust or love for you, this really is about me, you know absolutely everything i can stand to reveal, please understand” and flint looked at him for a beat and was like “okay babe” and he…..he fucking….let it go?? the man who never let go of a single thing in his life LET IT GO BECAUSE HE LOVED SILVER AND SILVER ASKED HIM TO wow bye
They came from other islands, the colonies, maroons from camps like this one, pirates from as far away as Massachusetts. They heard that Nassau had fallen and they came to join us.
THAT. In the hope that “notebook lust” means both “buying notebooks that you don’t really need, but that look inspiring” and “keeping a notebook in every handbag or backpack, and keeping a notebook in your bedroom, in the living-room, in the kitchen, next to your computer, in the car” (I will keep one in a boat, I will keep one with the goat, I will keep one here and there, I will keep one everywhere)
I stole it from you. What? The Urca gold. I told you we were deceived about its having been recovered by the Spanish. Wasn’t entirely true. You were deceived. I built the lie… Enlisted the scouts, arranged the sale of the information to Captain Rackham. I conceived it all. You know, I’ve had my fill of hearing you go on about this crew being too weak to keep up with you. Some of them may be weaker than you, some of them may be less smart, but don’t you for a second believe I fit that description. Whatever happens out here, one thing is certain. You will account for me. Why are you telling me all this? So you can decide… To fight me, maybe kill me, and figure out a way of hauling yourself back to that ship alone or acknowledge the fact that you and I would be a hell of a lot better off as partners than as rivals.You conceived all of this? The cover story, the end game on the jetty? Waiting for the scouts to return? Yes. What did you do with your share? I gave up my claim to it. Why did you do that? Because I saw no way to hold it and remain a part of this crew. And without these men, all I am is an invalid.
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