OMG!!!!
Mystrade shipper in me is going crazy right now. This photo made me so happy.
After so many years…
November 2023
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Maurice (James Ivory, 1987) set photography: Rupert Graves as Alec Scudder waiting at the boathouse.
I’ve always loved this shot, but for many years I only had a microscopic newsprint copy. There’s also a gorgeous variant (impatient Alec in profile).
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Authority problem - (2023)
“Didn't we have a conversation not two days ago? If I remember correctly, it was about you stopping to put yourself in harm's way for your husband?”
“Don't remember. You should know me by now, I have a very bad memory.”
“And an authority problem, so it seems…”
“That too, gorgeous. But that's part of my charm.”
A big thank you to @vegetadaily for the beta 💗
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RETROSPECTIVE
Say what you want about BBC Sherlock, I absolutely freaking love the version of Lestrade we got - cause he's prolly the relatable realistic character in the show I could think of - he just wanted to get the job done and he was living that life where he was just looking to get that cleared out and just continue with the rest of the day - that is a total mood tbh - like yeah man - you go - And also like we didn't see a Lestrade that was grounded and less of a comic relief - so this was refreshing and also Rupert Graves!
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Maurice (1987) - dir. James Ivory
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The fact that Maurice by E.M. Forster start with this dedication breaks my soul
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@giftober2023 | Day 11: Pink.
Sherlock, John (and Greg) standing around the body of the Pink Lady. 🤷
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Sixty seconds - (2023)
“I learnt how to make myself indispensable with time, but that is also my burden, Detective Inspector, this unfortunate talent to see and understand far beyond the average human capacity, to predict the unpredictable. It would be quite a task to explain to you the sheer extent of my potential, I’m afraid.”
“Spare me your ‘Big Brain Act’, Mycroft. You Holmeses are definitely something, but no one can predict the future, not even you, you can’t see forthcoming events like some bloody psychic. You’re a diplomat, or whatever you want to call yourself this week, not Colin Fry.” (continues below)
“There are no supernatural activities involved if that is what you are referring to. Everything I do can be summed up as follows: interconnecting data that seem unrelated and creating patterns. It is a simple matter of analytical skills. Far beyond your comprehension, or anybody’s comprehension, I might add. My apologies if I sound rude. It is of course not my intention to hu…”
“Ten quid you can’t ‘analyse’ what is going to happen in the next sixty seconds.”
“That is not how it works, Gregory. I am fairly certain that nothing of importance is going to happen in the next sixty seconds, but I would be however absolutely delighted if you could prove me wroooooo……..”
This time, Mycroft Holmes was indeed absolutely delighted to be proven wrong, right before his brain shut off for the first time in over two decades. He was still absolutely delighted to be proven wrong a next time over diner and on a regular basis for many years that followed, by the only man who was able to reduce his analytical skills to ashes. Gregory Lestrade still has the £10 note in his wallet which Mycroft gave him that day.
A big thank you to @vegetadaily for the beta ❤
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