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Silver & Flint | Black Sails XXII.
“Well, I’ve heard of him myself, in England,” said the doctor. “But the point is, had he money?” “Money!” cried the squire.
— Treasure Island, Part I: The Old Buccaneer, Chapter 6: The Captain’s Papers
Miranda Hamilton Barlow
BLACK SAILS | XIII - XII
To gain it, it demands you win partners, call them friends, make them promises. To keep it, it demands you break them all. One day when all is settled here, we should burn that fucking chair.
BLACK SAILS — EPISODE XXV.
"You people, incapable of accepting the world as it is," says the man to whom the world handed everything. If no Anne, if no rescue, if this is defeat for me, then know this. You and I were neck and neck in this race right till the end. But, Jesus, did I make up a lot of ground to catch you.
BLACK SAILS 🏴☠️ January 25, 2014 - April 2, 2017.
This is how they survive. You must know this. You're too smart not to know this. They paint the world full of shadows and then tell their children to stay close to the light. Their light. Their reasons, their judgments. Because in the darkness, there be dragons. But it isn't true. We can prove that it isn't true. In the dark, there is discovery. There is... possibility. There is freedom in the dark once someone has illuminated it. And who has been so close to doing it as we are right now?
BLACK SAILS 🏴☠️ January 25, 2014 - April 2, 2017.
Eleanor, this place is just sand! It cannot love you back! You know this. You must know this. I will never, ever leave you. I love you. Come with me. The boat is waiting. We can be free of this place. We can have a life together. And it can start this very minute. All you have to do is say yes. Set us both free. — black sails ii
Toby Stephens as James Flint | Black Sails VII.
I find it very hard to sympathise when characters in black sails are like "Flint is CRAZY!!!! You can't trust him, he'll beat you to DEATH if you get in his way!!!" because like. he's right. he's literally always right. And if you just listened to him, he wouldn't have to beat you to death now, would he? godddd 🙄
It has been exactly 9 today since the Black Sails finale aired and it's making me feel all sorts of things. Nothing has surpassed this show for me since then and nothing ever will. I will never be able to move on from it, nor would I want to, truly the greatest show ever made.
the thing about black sails is you're always thinking about it. years will go by and you're still thinking about it. you're never over it. it's with you forever. you can't move on. you'll return to it again and again in your mind. an experience my good buddy john silver knows all about. come closer. have you heard the story of captain flint
Toby Stephens as James Flint | Black Sails VII.
BLACK SAILS 1.02 “II.”
“Black Sails is best at the kind of love that doesn’t involve character spelling it out. Gestures always speak louder than words: Vane beheading Ned Low; Jack being uncharacteristically brutal slaying Redcoats as Anne lay bleeding on the floor; Max and Anne holding hands in the snow. Idelle slicing bread for Anne; Jack blowing up the fort he’d spent ages rebuilding in Season 3 so that Charles could escape. Just like these actions, Flint shooting Dooley is an act of love.”
–Lauren Sarner