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you know when people are like "this is my comfort character" and pick the least comforting character to ever be made?
I'm like that but with shows.
like "the thick of of is my comfort show" what? the show with nothing but constant yelling, swearing and insults and absolutely no comfort whatsoever? that's really what you're going for?
If we see Malcolm punch someone in the face but he says “don’t worry Jamie has never hit anyone, or at least anyone he’s hit has never had the nerve to tell a superior,” and Malcolm is the level headed Scot, then just how feral is Jamie?
I rewatched In The Loop the other day. HOW COME I NEVER CLOCKED THAT JAMIE SAYS ‘MISSING YOU LOADS’ TO MALCOLM?!? Like I’ve been going crazy over Malcolm’s ‘I love you’ (and rightfully so) but I genuinely never realised Jamie said that. They are never beating the homosexual allegations.
for some reason, just this week—years after the fact—i’ve got veep and the thick of it rattling around in my head because of the selina/amy and malcolm/jamie of it all. i mean… a little psycho that’s obsessed with their even more psychotic boss whom they’ve worked for since long before the series began, but is eventually driven out of their job because of some moral break with said boss, only for their boss to grow increasingly friendless and unscrupulous until the end of the series when they self implode. i love you armando iannucci, patron saint of twisted, homoerotic, and obsessive professional loyalties.
Jamie and Malcom’s loving phone call in In The Loop, script vs film
[image description: two photos of Malcolm and Jamie’s lines from the BBC script followed by six images of Malcolm and Jamie’s conversation going back and forth between them. Jamie is standing in a large hall in London and Malcolm is walking down a corridor in New York.]
Script:
Jamie:
Okay, your phone's off, which means you've been shot dead by a fat American, but there's been a fucktastrophe. Someone's leaked Liza Weld's Pwip Pip paper to the BBC. I reckon it'll be on the six O'Clock news here, one o'clock your time, so it's going to fist your fucking vote apart. Missing you loads, pwip-pip, toodle-oo!
Malcolm:
Okay Jamie, this is your mission, should you choose to accept it. Find out who leaked Pwip Pip. Jump up and down on them until they are dead. Then find out who's got it at the BBC. Go over there and waterboard them with their own fucking frappacino. We need them to dither about until after the vote, yeah? Then it's all fist bumps and shooty fucking bang-bang. I love you.
Film:
Jamie: OK. Your phone is off, but there's been a catastrofuck here. Someone's leaked Liza Weld's PWIP PIP paper to the BBC.
Malcolm: [listening to his voicemail] Jesus Christ!
Jamie: I reckon it's going to be on the six o’clock news, one o'clock your time. That is going to fucking fist your UN vote to death. [To someone out of view] Hey you! Freeze! [To phone] Right. Missing you loads. PWIP PIP, toodle-oo.
Malcolm: OK, Jamie, two jobs. Job one. Find the PWIP PIP leaker and kill them. Job one has two parts. Job two. Go to the BBC and find out who's got it there. We need them to delay till after the vote. Yeah? I love you.