#prodigal son 2x06

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Ainsley’s shirt reveal at the end of the episode is the opposite of the ‘I forgot I got injured till I look down and see the blood on my shirt and pass out’ trope.

Malcom: *pushed down an elevator shaft*

his subconscious:

I love how our boy just got his head cracked open like a pistachio shell and was sent into fucking next week or some shit and then we didn’t even get worried Gil or hospital police pals or Malcom waking up in a hospital like MCSCUSE ME WHAT?!??! THIS IS A HATE CRIME???

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