bellarke + scripts: a thread
“Bellamy puts his arms around Clarke, helping her position the rifle correctly. Clarke is focused on the weapon, but Bellamy is suddenly thrown by the intimacy of having her so close. A beat, then, awkwardly... yeah good.”
He pulls Clarke close.
Bellamy: come with me.
Clarke: what?
Bellamy: You and me. Screw everyone else, let’s just go..
Bellamy: come with me.
Clarke: what?
Bellamy: You and me. Screw everyone else, let’s just go..
“As we see their hands side by side, just barely touching... off Clarke feeling the energy between them, in this moment of connection between two rivals “
“Clarke smile but doesn’t move. She meets his stare, smiles slightly. These two have come a long way since landing here.”
Bellamy: (exploding) “we can’t lose clarke!” It echoes. The lengths he’s willing to go to save her surprises even him. The realization that he can’t crushes him.
“Tears in her eyes now. A beat... then Bellamy does the unexpected: he tenderly reaches out and takes Clarke’s hand. A moment of connection as they touch. Clarke sees that she’s reached him.”
“He meets her stare. The truth is hard to hear, but he appreciates the fact she’s willing to give it to him straight. The truth is he’s glad she’s back.”
“Bellamy manages a nod, but he’s still in so much pain. Clarke feels that, steps closer, wraps him in her arms. “
“The intimacy of it surprises him, but after just a moment of he matches her embrace. After all the killing, fighting and hatred, they both need the human connection. Desperately. It’s palliative, healing. Like most nice moments on this show, short lived. “
“He looks at her, smiling ever-so-slightly. Seeing that she’s sweating, he places a head on her forehead...”
“She taps his forehead. He’s locked onto her eyes now. It hangs there. So much emotion in their eyes. He knows she’s looking for assurance, but before he can give it to her-...”
“Clarke wants to say so much more, they both do. Instead, they fall back into each other’s arms. A soulful embrace, six years in the making.”
Bellamy smiles slightly at the sound of Clarke’s voice. Clarke is still clarke, whether it’s six or then years later. It’s clarke, HIS clarke.
They meet each other’s eyes, an unknown voice breaks the moment. Their moments are always broken.
They meet each other’s eyes, an unknown voice breaks the moment. Their moments are always broken.
“That’s the eternal question. Why is it always just them. They need each other.”
Bellamy: (Losing it a little) Nothing is happening to you.