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So in summary, what the show gave us this season of Quinn: A snippet of his hard childhood, him giving his heart and his life for a woman that never felt the same for him, being put under torture after torture, only to be killed in the most horrible way, stripping him even of his dignity, that was probably the last and only thing he had left.


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I didn’t need to be told once again how much Quinn loved Carrie. What I needed was to see Quinn feeling loved, and having a chance to some kind of peace… on this earth. And of course I didn’t get any of that.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a tv character so mistreated and so little loved by their creators. Quinn never had a chance at anything: he never had a chance at happiness, at peace, at being loved the way he deserved, at knowing what that felt.

Brody had a family that loved him. He had the love of Carrie. He had a chance at the redemption his character needed, and he had an entire episode dedicated to him, and to his death, with Carrie’s focus completely set on him.

Carrie has her family who loves her inconditionally. She has her daughter. She had two years of a normal, blissful life. She knew love, and she had the chance to feel loved (even if it didn’t last permanently).

Quinn had nothing.

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