The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.
- Vogue: The third season of Homeland sees Quinn more directly involved in Carrie’s life. Ten episodes in, there’s a lot of sexual tension. Did you and Claire Danes have a sense that this was coming all along?
- Rupert Friend: Couldn’t tell you what Claire knows. Couldn’t tell you what anyone knows for that matter. I’m not even sure what I know.
Take Quinn’s absurd episode-opening elevator conversation with Carrie on the way into the command center. As is usually the case when these two get together, their respective brands of no-bullshit repartee clash most entertainingly: “How’s your arm?” “Great. Brand fuckin’ new.” And once again you’re left thinking that a romance between these two would be the magic sniper bullet that with a single shot could solve a lot of the show’s actual problems (tying Quinn directly to the central character, pushing the past-his-sell-by-date Brody further away, generally being kind of a hot idea) as well as the ones the network erroneously believes it has. (Apparently, we watch Homeland for the romance?)
We are not the only one to want that.
[under the coat song playing in the distance]
(Source : captaincalahaan)