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Faith: A kid. Angel's got a kid. Wesley: Connor. Faith: A teenage kid born last year. Wesley: I told you, he grew up in a hell dimension. Faith: Right. And what, Cordelia spent her last summer as… Wesley: A divine being. Faith: Uh-huh. Can I just ask--What the hell are you people doing?
'Why We Fight'
Boxed Set, Vol. III: "That Can't Be Good..."
A topic for the discussion of Farscape, Smallville, and Due South. Beware possible invasions of Stargate, Highlander, or pretty much any other "genre" show that captures our fancy. Expect Adult Content and discussion of the Big Gay Sex.
Whitefont all unaired in the U.S. ep discussion, identifying it as such, and including the show and ep title in blackfont.
Blackfont is allowed after the show has aired on the east coast.
This is NOT a general TV discussion thread.
Lee - Mar 29, 2007 6:06:05 pm PDT #8997 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Beverly - Mar 29, 2007 6:06:06 pm PDT #8998 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Berkkovitz! Son of Sam!
Ailleann - Mar 29, 2007 6:06:36 pm PDT #8999 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
I think we're all in different places....
Hunt that little bitch down..... aww, the snarky masks the pain.
juliana - Mar 29, 2007 6:06:55 pm PDT #9000 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
"We can't work miracles." Oh, but we know people who can!
Dean watching daytime TV.
Beverly - Mar 29, 2007 6:07:12 pm PDT #9001 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Poor sickie Dean! Chicken soup! Back rubs! Front rubbbbs.
Cass - Mar 29, 2007 6:08:07 pm PDT #9002 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I love that Sammy won't accept Dean dying any more than Dean will accept Sam going evil and having to be put down.
Hoodie!
P.M. Marc - Mar 29, 2007 6:08:35 pm PDT #9003 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Hi, random mountain!
Talking to cops.
Joking about death. Sigh. Oh, boys.
Ailleann - Mar 29, 2007 6:08:54 pm PDT #9004 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
The phone toss kills me for some reason.
My friend K and I were talking about shirts, light and dark, that sort of thing. Sam's sporting a white undershirt with a dark sweater.... dark deeds over a good soul? (I'm... insane.)
The hoodie of illness!
P.M. Marc - Mar 29, 2007 6:09:22 pm PDT #9005 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Oh, the unanswered calls. Oh, boys.
Beverly - Mar 29, 2007 6:09:27 pm PDT #9006 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I still think John called Joshua with the info.