Once again you pull off the greatest Casey and Billy moments! And OMG! You had Casey be the inspiration for putting a number to fear that Billy then used on Rick! ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT!! I loved that!! This also was the most sweetly vulnerable and inspiring take on Casey. He was simply marvelous and I saw a courage that went beyond the physical prowess and I loved what I saw!
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Casey inhales raggedly, pushing himself up a little as his face contorts in pain. “You are going to do this,” he says. “So whatever issues you’re having -- whatever fears you think are so important -- you are going to put them aside and help save my life.” His eyes narrow and drill into Billy. “Now.”
--I loved that Casey makes Billy focus to get past his fear and even though there is that characteristic clinical control of Casey’s that makes his evaluation coldly practical, there is also a sense of confidence that Billy can overcome his fear and save his life. He is making a statement, declaring that Billy will save his life. Love that!
Casey stares at him, almost in disbelief. But he slowly nods. “This isn’t your fault,” he says, a little haltingly now. “You fought good. Had my back. I’m the one who got shot. Now I need you to get me out of here.”
Billy looks at him, almost afraid to believe it. It’s not his fault. How can it not be his fault? Everything is his fault, and it’s always his fault, and it’s his fault.
--This is just beautiful! I mean, to hear Casey actually absolving Billy, practical assessment, sure, but it's touching that Casey takes the time to say the words, to compliment Billy’s actions, that he fought well is just wonderful. I got a little choked up!
Casey’s face is pale, but he holds Billy’s gaze. “Please,” he says. “I need your help.”
Please.
It’s not just a request; it’s trust.
It’s not just trust; it’s absolution.
And Billy’s scared. He’s still terrified and shaky, and he wants to run away.
But there’s still something here to salvage. There’s still something here to set right. There’s still something here to fight for.
There’s still something here.
--Amazing admission and such heartbreaking trust! I loved this!
Because Billy has failed at many things in life, but there’s still a chance he might not fail this time. He doesn’t have to be the last man standing. He’s scared, but he’s not alone.
He looks at Casey, holding his mobile tight.
He’s not alone.
Still, his hope is a tenuous thing, and he’s more than a little relieved when Michael replies promptly to his 9-1-1 with an ETA.
-- I love the uncertainty here. It's so authentic.
“That’s because I know how to use my fear,” Casey says. “Look, on a scale of one to ten, where is your fear at right now?”
Billy swallows. He thinks of the bodies and the blood. He thinks of the possibility of failure. “The scale only goes to ten?”
“Perfect,” Casey says. “Because the higher the number, the more energy you have to use.”
Billy looks at him, confused.
“Fear is a powerful stimulant. You can let it drive you into a corner crying, or you can harness it to do impossible feats,” Casey says. He’s wheezing now, his eyes starting to glaze as his fingers start to go slack. “Fear is your best friend.”
--What a pep talk! Fantastic!!! Brilliant! It makes perfect sense that Casey would inspire in this way. You nailed it!
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Casey inhales raggedly, pushing himself up a little as his face contorts in pain. “You are going to do this,” he says. “So whatever issues you’re having -- whatever fears you think are so important -- you are going to put them aside and help save my life.” His eyes narrow and drill into Billy. “Now.”
--I loved that Casey makes Billy focus to get past his fear and even though there is that characteristic clinical control of Casey’s that makes his evaluation coldly practical, there is also a sense of confidence that Billy can overcome his fear and save his life. He is making a statement, declaring that Billy will save his life. Love that!
Casey stares at him, almost in disbelief. But he slowly nods. “This isn’t your fault,” he says, a little haltingly now. “You fought good. Had my back. I’m the one who got shot. Now I need you to get me out of here.”
Billy looks at him, almost afraid to believe it. It’s not his fault. How can it not be his fault? Everything is his fault, and it’s always his fault, and it’s his fault.
--This is just beautiful! I mean, to hear Casey actually absolving Billy, practical assessment, sure, but it's touching that Casey takes the time to say the words, to compliment Billy’s actions, that he fought well is just wonderful. I got a little choked up!
Casey’s face is pale, but he holds Billy’s gaze. “Please,” he says. “I need your help.”
Please.
It’s not just a request; it’s trust.
It’s not just trust; it’s absolution.
And Billy’s scared. He’s still terrified and shaky, and he wants to run away.
But there’s still something here to salvage. There’s still something here to set right. There’s still something here to fight for.
There’s still something here.
--Amazing admission and such heartbreaking trust! I loved this!
Because Billy has failed at many things in life, but there’s still a chance he might not fail this time. He doesn’t have to be the last man standing. He’s scared, but he’s not alone.
He looks at Casey, holding his mobile tight.
He’s not alone.
Still, his hope is a tenuous thing, and he’s more than a little relieved when Michael replies promptly to his 9-1-1 with an ETA.
-- I love the uncertainty here. It's so authentic.
“That’s because I know how to use my fear,” Casey says. “Look, on a scale of one to ten, where is your fear at right now?”
Billy swallows. He thinks of the bodies and the blood. He thinks of the possibility of failure. “The scale only goes to ten?”
“Perfect,” Casey says. “Because the higher the number, the more energy you have to use.”
Billy looks at him, confused.
“Fear is a powerful stimulant. You can let it drive you into a corner crying, or you can harness it to do impossible feats,” Casey says. He’s wheezing now, his eyes starting to glaze as his fingers start to go slack. “Fear is your best friend.”
--What a pep talk! Fantastic!!! Brilliant! It makes perfect sense that Casey would inspire in this way. You nailed it!