Loft By @binyanstudios

don't take many caps of niles but when i do they're glorious

This scene will never not be funny to me

That's it. That's the whole show.

#OnThisDay in 1942, Hedy Lamarr and composer George Antheil received a patent (#2,292,387) for a Frequency-hopping communication system which later became the basis for modern technologies like wireless telephones and Wi-Fi.

sorry sorry dalgiesh people have all probably already seen this but: new to me and I'm feral

solitude

Original caption: (Above) Admiral Dick Barthelmess (in the fancy hat) comes aboard the ship Talayha and is saluted by the crew (left to right), Seaman Warner Baxter, First Mate Bill Powell and the Captain Ronald Colman. (Below) First Mate Powell, left, and Captain Colman show a catch which proves that the Adminral did not sefert because there were no fish. Photoplay, 1934

Oh Lord.

Where to start?

Audrey clams up around everyone else, but directs her frustrations at Siegfried because he's the one she's closest to?

Siegfried saves the fox against his better judgement because that's what Audrey needed from him?? (Also continues the excellent theme of Siegfried saying no to her, and then doing it anyway. See James and Dash ...)

Siegfried listened without judgement or assumption when she was ready to open up???

She slept on the sofa while Siegfried looked after the fox her. The blanket tuck? I will never recover.

Extremely emotional Siegfried when they finally hear from Edward? He was living Audrey's turmoil and relief with her.

That awkward distance between them when the others immediately embrace Audrey on the stairs, but he hangs back???

That awkward pat on the arm when she's hugging Helen???? He's unsure of his place.

We may not have got to hear him say Audrey or give her a hug or even a hand hold. But what did get was delicious.

Besides this wasn't their episode. This was all about the remarkable Mrs Hall.

Isn't there something morbid in burying one's heart with the dead?That's a strange thing for you to say. Your capacity for loving, your joy in living, is buried in a little space of time you've forgotten. In some vague way, I still have......hope? Yes, I suppose that's it. Have you, Charles? Do you feel that there... really is someone? That someday you may find her? You may have... come so near her, may even have brushed her on the street... You might even have met her, Charles. Met her and not known her. It might be someone you know, Charles. It might... it might even be me.

RANDOM HARVEST (1942) | dir. Mervyn LeRoy