Previously on #HisDarkMaterials, some stuff happened. Some other stuff happened. There was some Dust. Final two episodes! Away we go! #mondegreenstv #CoSoTV

Asriel's getting a little too big for his fucking britches, I swear.

Nothing gets the lady scorned back quicker than leading a rebellion against god. Always ends well.

Well, you're not NOT doomed, madam.

Asriel's "Rally-the-troops-this-day-will-be-our-independence-day" speech was lackluster at best. I don't feel inspired to fight for your cause, sir.

Some of YOU might die, Lord? Not some of US?

Uh, Marisa, if you could just push the ghasts away why didn't you do it, y'know, BEFORE?

My favorite part of this show is how the sound is very much all over the place. Dead silence. Whispering. LOUD BANGS AND SCREECHES. More whispering.

Metatron is such a fuckin' drama queen.

A drama queen with uncanny valley eyes.

Sort of a dread pirate deal, isn't it.

He wasn't a man. He was a rock lobster.

Parents of the Year : Mrs. Marisa Coulter and Lord Asriel Belacqua.

They're fucking *killing* it.

Has anyone washed their face this season?

And here we go. Is it gonna be the most nonchalant weirdness of all? Fingers crossed. Let's give no fucks, Pullman!

Kids. Shower before you snuggle, that's all I ask. Just shower. Or go swimming or whatever just clean up 'cause you look like you *stink*.

The last episode : they finally bathe! I thought Lyra was wicked freckly: it turns out it was just schmutz.

I've never been to a conference that changed my life before - this just feels so impossible!

/actually one totally did and I will be forever grateful that work sent me across the country so I could fall in love.