Like Louise, I know it won’t last and that Jason will be returned to his pedestal, but I am going to savor every blessed moment!
Can I please just savor Jason being told off? Can I please savor Jason getting looks like these from his wife?
I mean, sure, people should be looking at him like that every day. And those looks should be accompanied by dialogue like,
“Wait a minute, you’re a hit man? But this whole town looks to you for moral guidance?”
“Hang on, you’re a mob enforcer who is routinely called in by the local police force to rescue people and solve crimes?”
“Just a second, you chose the mob-enforcing job over your first child, but everyone still treats you like the local child-whisperer?”
“Hold up, your wife got raped and made the brave choice to raise her rapist’s biological child and you decided to handle it by being a dick about some dude who was offering her more emotional support than you were, since you were offering none?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, explain to me how you became a hit man because you had some sort of brain damage that took your emotions away, so you were able to injure and off human beings without feeling anything, and yet you frequently weep alone over a box?!”