"dead bodies, meth heads, mobsters, is that what you meant by a romantic weekend?"
you’re just like your momma, both playing in worlds where you don’t belong.
"i think everyone faced with their own mortality speaks their final truth, and her final truth is that she’s completely committed and absolutely in love with him." (x)— 6.17, in the belly of the beast
No Castle this week. He’s too busy helping her get over the trauma of last week’s ordeal by reminding them both that they’re still very much alive …