I can’t let him go by himself
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Pressure mounted on Winters, who was constantly getting orders, either in writing or by phone, from Stanhope Nixon, telling him how he wanted things done. “He’d write a letter, tell me what to do, tell me what he wanted, and that’s the way I did it,” Winters recalled. Another problem Winters had to contend with was the elder Nixon’s drinking, which was worsening. Unhappy with the blonde, he had taken to having an affair with his Japanese housekeeper, a woman named Lillian. Her husband also worked at Farenton Lake as groundskeeper, a job the elder Nixon so appreciated that each year he built the couple an additional new greenhouse all their own as part of their inheritance. Sitting in his office one afternoon, Winters got a phone call from Lillian. “I must see you,” she said, her voice heavy with urgency. “Can you come here?” “I really can’t, Lillian,” he said. “What’s up?” “I must see you,” she replied. “It’s most important. I can’t control him.” Winters had a bad feeling about the situation. “Look, why don’t you call Sam Hoffman?” he said, naming the Nixons’ attorney. “No. It must be you. Please,” she pleaded. “He respects you. No one else will be able to help.” Winters relented. “All right,” he sighed. “I’ll drop out later and say I’m bringing the mail.”
When Winters arrived at Farenton Lake he found the front door ajar. He tapped lightly. No answer. He knocked louder. Still no response. Pushing the door open, Winters stepped into the house. “Anyone home?” he called. Stanhope Nixon appeared from an adjacent hallway, partially dressed and very drunk. In his right hand he held a pistol, its barrel leveled at Winters’ chest. “Oh, it’s you,” he slurred. “What do you want?” After a glance at the gun, Winters locked his eyes on Nixon and slowly began to walk forward. “You haven’t been in the plant for a few days,” he said. “I thought I’d bring the mail out here in case there was anything in it you needed to see.” Eyes locked on his boss, Winters continued walking the whole time he talked. As he got to Nixon, he reached out and gently pushed the gun aside. He then removed it from the man’s hand. Opening the revolver, he found all six chambers had been discharged. Across the living room, Winters saw the screened-in back porch and six holes where Nixon had fired the gun through the screen door at some ducks on his pond. Nixon chuckled. “I’ll bet you thought I was gonna shoot you,” he said. Winters wasn’t too damned sure what Nixon’s intentions were. He laid the mail on a hall table, along with the gun, and left. “This is it,” he told himself. “I’m leaving. I need a job, but I don’t need this.”
~Larry Alexander
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band of brothers text posts 20/?
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Last Patrol Script.
Jones has followed Lipton and Speirs around Haguenau. Watched drunk Lipton sing on the back of a truck. Walked up on Speirs taking a piss while Lip stood next to him. They have been weaving through every platoon in the company side by side. This is the first moment Lipton has been NOT beside Speirs since Jones has arrived and it's because he's paying respects to Bill Kiehn.
The look he must have given him had to be on some other level of 'Not for you, bitch' if Jones immediately is moving on to someone else.
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Drawing Muck made me realize that Richard Speight Jr. has such a weirdly distinctive laugh, like somehow all his teeth gone when he does it
Actually pretty much every time he talks, we could barely see his teeth... he also almost never grinning, at least on BOB and some of Supernatural clip I've watched
Not a biggie, it's so charming actually but until I wrapped my head around this, it always feels wrong drawing him lol
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Band of Brothers Part Seven | The Pacific Part Seven ↳ Buck and Gunny Haney reacting to losing some of their best men
for @flawless-luz, who asked for this and @buckcompton & @hsinlvegas, who didn’t.
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i don't walk i strut strut strut and then sashay