Walternate: "So, how's my son who you evilly kidnapped twenty-five years ago? Doing good?" Walter: "Ulp."
Perhaps Walter stays in the lab less because he's a shut-in than for his own safety...
Although you're right, it was probably more trying to talk him into freaking out. Except she didn't seem to mind him all that much in the field. It was just a weird conversation.
Indeed.
Or like Peter might have been with a bit less childhood trauma!
Yes!
but then just when the logic starts to jar YOU'RE HIT BY THE CUTE wait, plothole, what?
This show does know how to strategically deploy cuteness to its best advantage, doesn't it?
I'd like to see how magical Red!tech fixes an icepick through the eye.
I'm pretty sure it was above the eye. This is how they used to do real lobotomies back in the fifties and earlier; apparently there's nothing actually connecting your eye to the socket, and you can slip an icepick in pretty easily and root around in there until you've destroyed the brain tissue. Then just pull the icepick out and the patient has no damage to the eye.
...Uhhh, I went through a Sylvia Plath period in high school and read a lot about horrible psychiatric practices of yore. Don't look at me like that. *shifty eyes*
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Date: 2011-10-10 10:08 pm (UTC)Walter: "Ulp."
Perhaps Walter stays in the lab less because he's a shut-in than for his own safety...
Although you're right, it was probably more trying to talk him into freaking out. Except she didn't seem to mind him all that much in the field. It was just a weird conversation.
Indeed.
Or like Peter might have been with a bit less childhood trauma!
Yes!
but then just when the logic starts to jar YOU'RE HIT BY THE CUTE wait, plothole, what?
This show does know how to strategically deploy cuteness to its best advantage, doesn't it?
I'd like to see how magical Red!tech fixes an icepick through the eye.
I'm pretty sure it was above the eye. This is how they used to do real lobotomies back in the fifties and earlier; apparently there's nothing actually connecting your eye to the socket, and you can slip an icepick in pretty easily and root around in there until you've destroyed the brain tissue. Then just pull the icepick out and the patient has no damage to the eye.
...Uhhh, I went through a Sylvia Plath period in high school and read a lot about horrible psychiatric practices of yore. Don't look at me like that. *shifty eyes*