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Revenge: Treachery (1-8)
I have to say, I'm really getting bored with this show and don't know how long I will stick with it. Probably until ep 13 just to see how it plays out, but possibly not beyond that.
But anyway. Not quite a week late!
CHARLOTTE, ASHLEY: *are in previous night's dresses*
DECLAN: Don't you trust me?
JACK: Yes. By which, of course, given pretty much any of your actions this summer, I mean no.
DANIEL: You know, this living the honest hard-working life isn't for me. I'd rather live the possibly-morally-ambiguous cushy life, thanks.
CONRAD: My boy!
TYLER: I can't believe that Conrad prefers his actual son to me, a suck-up dishonest con!
ASHLEY: I know, right? I hate Emily. Also I'd like to be just like her. In which case I guess I'd have to hate myself. But at least I'd have a big house.
CONRAD: Our minion is dead with his head bashed in, but it's not so bad. At least he won't be able to rat us out now.
VICTORIA: ...I didn't think it was possible to be colder than I am, but you have managed it.
WARDEN STILES: Amanda, you should make friends with people and try to convince them to work for you instead of against you.
NOLAN: She's not very good at taking this advice, trust me.
CONRAD GRAYSON: Charlotte, you can handle anything. Because you are a Grayson.
OMINOUS MUSIC/CAMERA: No irony here! Really! Irony? What irony?
BAYESIAN PROBABILITIES: *just updated to 0.9999 probability Charlotte isn't Conrad's kid*
DANIEL: Mom, I can't believe you, like, actually told the police actual relevant facts about Frank's murder, like that right before he died he told you Emily wasn't who she claimed to be!
FLASHBACK!AMANDA: I'm David Clarke's daughter!
OMINOUS MUSIC/CAMERA: Oh yeah? Or maybe we're just kidding. We had a lot of fun doing that for Charlotte and thought we'd do it again.
BAYESIAN NETWORK ON AMANDA'S PARENTAGE: *is confused*
VARIOUS CHARACTERS: *are screwed*
ME: *am bored*
But anyway. Not quite a week late!
CHARLOTTE, ASHLEY: *are in previous night's dresses*
DECLAN: Don't you trust me?
JACK: Yes. By which, of course, given pretty much any of your actions this summer, I mean no.
DANIEL: You know, this living the honest hard-working life isn't for me. I'd rather live the possibly-morally-ambiguous cushy life, thanks.
CONRAD: My boy!
TYLER: I can't believe that Conrad prefers his actual son to me, a suck-up dishonest con!
ASHLEY: I know, right? I hate Emily. Also I'd like to be just like her. In which case I guess I'd have to hate myself. But at least I'd have a big house.
CONRAD: Our minion is dead with his head bashed in, but it's not so bad. At least he won't be able to rat us out now.
VICTORIA: ...I didn't think it was possible to be colder than I am, but you have managed it.
WARDEN STILES: Amanda, you should make friends with people and try to convince them to work for you instead of against you.
NOLAN: She's not very good at taking this advice, trust me.
CONRAD GRAYSON: Charlotte, you can handle anything. Because you are a Grayson.
OMINOUS MUSIC/CAMERA: No irony here! Really! Irony? What irony?
BAYESIAN PROBABILITIES: *just updated to 0.9999 probability Charlotte isn't Conrad's kid*
DANIEL: Mom, I can't believe you, like, actually told the police actual relevant facts about Frank's murder, like that right before he died he told you Emily wasn't who she claimed to be!
FLASHBACK!AMANDA: I'm David Clarke's daughter!
OMINOUS MUSIC/CAMERA: Oh yeah? Or maybe we're just kidding. We had a lot of fun doing that for Charlotte and thought we'd do it again.
BAYESIAN NETWORK ON AMANDA'S PARENTAGE: *is confused*
VARIOUS CHARACTERS: *are screwed*
ME: *am bored*