|Will Graham:||I'd like to resume my therapy.|
|Hannibal Lecter:||Where shall we begin?|
|Fannibals:||*screams into a pillow*|
|are we talking about that Ladder again?|
Hutch fixing the blanket. I just really love moments like this between them. This scene is only a few seconds long, it doesn’t even really need to exist. There’s no dialogue, Starsky is basically unconscious, but we get to see that Hutch is there looking after him anyway.
OMG this is so hot I’m going to faint.
And I’ve never seen this photo before. Fashion shoot?
WALK, WALK, FASHION BABY
I haven’t seen it yet either, but I wouldn’t be surprised it was a fashion shoot, these bitches are working it pretty hard.
I actually own one Maurice glossy-mag fashion shoot.* But this is a billion times more life-ruiningly beautiful. I’m not gonna sleep tonight.
(*Which I keep failing to scan. British Vogue, 1987, involving a lot of brown tweed. Except for Graves, who is allowed to stay inside his Levi 501s and vintage-shop belt for one shot and looks so much better for it.)
I’m…not going to demand, just strongly request that you scan that, and make my whole year in doing so :D
I will, I will - but be warned it cannot match the loveliness of this.
This has been a gratuitous Rupert Graves reblog. With bonus James and Hugh.
Walk, walk, fashion baby revisited: thanks to the magic of e-bay, I now have a photographer credit for this perfection. A standing ovation, please, for Perry Ogden.
in that time,it was his goddamn division