#Lawrence Bender

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

Quentin Tarantino, Bruce Willis, Maria de Medeiros and Lawrence Bender on the set of Pulp Fiction, 1994.

#Quentin Tarantino #Bruce Willis #Maria de Medeiros #Lawrence Bender

[lianazombilina]

Some behind the scenes pictures from the Intruder blu-ray including some pretty convincing fake Ted Raimi heads, an unconvincing Sam Raimi head, Lawrence Bender goofing off, and Greg Nicotero sticking his hand inside Scott Spiegel’s shirt. 

#Ted Raimi #intruder 1989 #intruder #Sam Raimi #scott spiegel #scotty spiegel #Lawrence Bender #Greg Nicotero #scott spiegel and his glorious 80s mullet #knb effects

[davidhudson]

Happy 68th, Allison Anders.

#allison anders #lawrence bender #robert rodriguez #alexandre rockwell #quentin tarantino #cinema #film #movies

[adscinema]

Pam Grier in Jackie Brown (1997)

#pam grier #jackie brown #1990s #1997 #quentin tarantino #elmore leonard #guillermo navarro #lawrence bender #band apart #miramax #berlin film festival #blaxploitation #neo noir

[tonguesofdestruction]

Reservoir Dogs kommt nochmal ins Kino und erscheint fürs Heimkino

Reservoir Dogs kommt nochmal ins Kino und erscheint fürs Heimkino

Für den 4. Oktober 2022 wird ein Best of Cinema Event-Release zum Film “Reservoir Dogs” angekündigt. Außerdem wird dieser Film im Dezember neu restauriert für den Heimkino-Bereich erscheinen. Es ist außerdem ein neuer Trailer – weiter unten zu sehen – verfügbar. Der hochkarätig besetzte Gangsterklassiker wird zu seinem 30-jährigen Jubiläum in einer frisch restaurierten Fassung über die Leinwand…

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#Best Of Cinema #Chris Penn #Harvey Keitel #Lawrence Bender #Lawrence Tierney #Michael Madsen #Quentin Tarantino #Reservoir Dogs #Reservoir Dogs - Wilde Hunde #Steve Buscemi #Studiocanal #Tim Roth

[juancastrotx]

"Don't you just love it when you come back from the bathroom and find your food waiting for you?"

#pulp fiction #uma thurman #mia wallace #quentin tarantino #lawrence bender #roger avary #firooz zahedi #pulp fiction art #my art

[mycinematheque]

#martin scorsese #2016 #2010s #usa #paramount pictures #drama #17th century #religion #japan #feudal japan #shusaku endo #lawrence bender #vittorio cecchi gori #barbara de fina #irwin winkler

[whatyouwantedmetosee]

🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 

interesting widows peak placement you got there sam

#bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #batdr #batim #sammy lawrence #baby benders #the most perfect form he knows huh

[nno-user]

- BATIM/BATDR character charts

- Malice Angel, Allison Angel, Sammy Lawrence, Henry Stein.

- (With and without ink)

- Time taken; 2 hours and 37 minutes.

- The Ink Demon compared to Henry Stein.

- (With and without ink)

- Time taken; 57 minutes.

- Bendy, Buddy Boris, Thomas.

- (With and without ink)

- Time taken; 2 hours and 23 minutes.

———

- These charts aren't specifically for my Permanent Identification AU, they can be used for any version of these characters. Also, their heights might not be canonically accurate, this is just how I see them. 👍

- For the Ink Demon's height, I'm specifically talking about his BATDR design height. I highly doubt that the BATIM Ink Demon is tall than 7 feet.

- I made Henry's clothes all stained and inky was because in the first chapter of BATIM he's like, submerged waist down in ink. That had to do something to his clothes, right? So his clothes are just completely destroyed.

———

- That's all, if you have any questions or requests on art just go to my inbox! I'm open to requests!

- Oh, and if you have any questions towards my characters in an AU, I'll happily let them answer. Okay byee <3

#twisted alice #allison angel #sammy lawrence #henry stein #ink demon #baby bendy #baby benders #buddy boris #thomas connor #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #batim fanart #batdr fanart #batim au #batdr au #batim #batdr #permanent identification au #🎖️no username🎖️

[jadedazemations]

She turned her back for one second and the guy ate our composer.

#batim #bendy and the ink machine #batdr #bendy and the dark revival #ink bendy #the ink demon #sammy lawrence #bendy #bendy fan art #baby benders #audrey batdr #bendy the demon

[sleepdeprivedbakla]

<33333

#baby benders #henry stein #joey drew #audrey drew #sammy lawrence #batdr #batim

[incorrect-borderlands-quotes]

Timothy: I have one thing you'll never have: A SOUL. Claptrap: Pfft. Timothy: And freckles. Claptrap: [starts crying]

#god i love futurama submissions....... that show is my baby. also claptrap as bender is so real #borderlands #borderlands: the presequel #timothy lawrence #claptrap the fragtrap #incorrect borderlands quotes #source: futurama #submission #submitted by anonymous

[lianazombilina]

From the Intruder Blu-ray: A terrible fake Sam Raimi head from a different cut of his heath scene, Scott Spiegel, Lawrence Bender, Bruce Campbell, and Ted Raimi all interviewed. 

#Sam Raimi #Lawrence Bender #scott spiegel #Ted Raimi #Bruce Campbell #intruder 1989 #intruder

[retiredprophet]

I would like to imagine dark revival ink demon telepathically talking to your Bendy and Sammy whenever they are near baby boy Bendy. better yet your Sammy being stalked by Batdr ink demon calling him his dark prophet in his attempts to pull him back into the dark puddles.

"Another Bendy?" Henry repeated quietly. While there had been multiples of the other toons -- other Borises and Alices and plenty of butcher gang members -- there had only ever been two Bendys. Both of which were accounted for; Wally was busy with his janitorial duties and Ben was standing in this room right now.

"Think it could be another employee?" Ben asked, "Someone unaccounted for?"

"I- I don't think so, They don't... They're more like you." The music director posited, while he did his best to avoid looking directly at the demon. Ben's tail flicked about, wondering if that had been an unintentional insult or a joke.

"You are a pale reflection..." A voice, deep and guttural. And only echoing in their inky heads. It had the demon and former prophet frozen in their places, stunned to silence. Henry glanced between them, then scanned the room. After so many cycles, these old tricks were tiring. Don't be a buzzkill. Perhaps that was for the best. Nothing could catch him off guard anymore.

"Come on out. We just want to talk, we're not going to hurt you." As ever, as always, a steady voice. Good intentioned. And as ever, as always, it was enough to persuade the little lurker to slowly step out from their hiding place behind the door. Peaking up at them with a familiar face and empty smile.

#batim #bendy and the ink machine #bendy demon #sammy lawrence #henry stein #ask #anon #retiredprophet #walking cartoons #friends and colleagues #baby benders #batdr #seeing double

[adscinema]

Jackie Brown - Quentin Tarantino (1997)

Ending scene / https://www.tarantino.info

#jackie brown #quentin tarantino #1997 #1990s #video #excerpt #ending #pam grier #robert forster #bobby womack #across 110th street #guillermo navarro #miramax #bande aparte #lawrence bender #berlin film festival #robert de niro #michael keaton #samuel l jackson #bridget fonda

[starry-eyed-toucan-writes]

Catching a Prophet

Well, thank you everyone who’s contributed to the sudden influx of Sammy art flooding my feed. You’ve infected me. I’m still a few chapters away from being able to include him in my fic, “Born from the Same Ink,” so I decided to write this little thing for his birthday (even though I’m late). It’s inspired by @reanimationstation​ ‘s post batdr-au (particularly this post) and an adorable sketch my sister @tiredtrashpanda​ made of Sammy and toon Bendy fishing together based on the drawing in Joey’s apartment (BATIM). I would link her pic here but she never posted it.

Enjoy!

Sammy Lawrence had been sitting at the edge of a rickety pier with a fishing rod in his hands for over an hour and what did he have to show for his efforts? Exactly nothing. The same result he gained from years of piety and devotion dedicated to his Lord. 

He wasn’t sure what prompted him to take up one of the rods lying on the deserted pier (abandoned and alone, just like him). Now that the Ink Demon had chosen to take on such a weak and pitiful form, the self-proclaimed prophet had simply been searching for a proper place to reflect on his miserable life.

The edge of an endlessly deep pool of black water seemed to be the perfect location. However, his dark contemplation was interrupted when he noticed the first unused pole at his feet. After picking it up, he was surprised to discover it was a true fishing rod, complete with a proper reel, fishing line and hook.

Rather than casting himself into the inky abyss like he was previously considering, he decided instead to cast the hook to see if he would catch anything. Like everything he did to please his Lord, it was in vain. 

Frustrated and enraged, the musician was about to throw the useless thing into the water when he heard shoes clacking down the pier. 

Assuming the footsteps belonged to Henry or Allison, he kept the rod, planning on using it as an excuse to avoid whatever it was they were about to ask him to do. Was it too much to ask for his former coworkers to allow him to sulk in peace?

When the reason for his brooding came into view, he was unpleasantly surprised. 

Pie-cut eyes and a formerly glorious grin smiled at him as their owner watched him expectantly. 

Unwilling to dignify the fraud with a reaction, Sammy silently turned to stare at the spot where his fishing line disappeared into the inky waters, doing his best to appear completely occupied with his current activity. Usually, if he ignored the creature, it would leave of its own volition.

There was a thump to his left. Out of the side of his mask, he saw Bendy sitting beside him, swinging his feet cheerfully off the edge of the pier in a very undignified manner.

Sammy held in a groan. He was not in the mood for this. 

It was odd sitting so close to the former object of his worship. Just a few days ago he would have rejoiced and reveled in this blessed opportunity. Now it was nothing but an uncomfortable reminder of his Lord’s fall and the hopelessness of his situation. 

Mimicking the man at his side, the little devil picked up a fishing rod and held it over the water. 

It should have been a simple matter to continue ignoring the other being fishing at his side. Except, Sammy swiftly noticed that Bendy was doing it wrong. Not only was he holding the tool upside down, but the hook wasn’t even in the water! 

“That’s not how you hold it,” the musician said disdainfully, setting his useless pole to the side and instinctively reaching over to correct him.

Without any fuss other than a curious tilt of the head, the cartoon imp allowed the man to take the rod from his hands and teach him how to use it properly. 

Pointing out the different parts of the object, he explained their purposes, demonstrating how to properly grip it and how to release or reel in the fishing line.

“Take care while baiting your hook,” he cautioned, pointing out the jagged object at the end of the line. “While innocent in appearance, its devious design allows it to easily embed itself in your flesh. There it will remain until it is forcefully removed, which is often more painful and damaging than the initial wound.”

Not that he cared, Sammy reminded himself. Maybe a little pain would be good for his Lord. It would be nothing compared to the pain he experienced every day he was forced to live in this accursed prison he called a body. 

When the toon glanced around for something to bait his line with, the musician sighed and pulled out a can of bacon soup from his suspender pocket. 

A few minutes of coaching later, Bendy made a near-perfect cast with a chunk of bacon on his hook. The bacon and hook disappeared into the water with a soft plop. 

“Well done, my Lord!” he praised with a shocking amount of sincerity. 

The little devil beamed at him, eyes glittering with excitement. For a brief moment, Sammy forgot the resentment he held towards the other being. 

Snapping back to reality, the man distracted himself by reeling in his own rod, deciding to add some bait to his own hook. He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t thought of doing so until now. Of course he wasn’t catching anything. Maybe the simple event of being in his Lord’s presence had triggered a flash of inspiration!

When Bendy once again went to copy his actions, Sammy stopped him. 

“It’s too soon to pull in the line,” the prophet explained. “Similar to how my Lord stalks his prey, this activity requires patience. You must wait until a lamb-er, a fish is attached to the line before reeling it in. You’ll know the doomed creature has fallen into your trap when-”

Bendy’s pole began to bend, flicking up and down while the toon watched in confused wonder. 

“-when that happens!” 

Immediately, Bendy began reeling in his catch as his companion cheered him on.

Eventually, a small, striped yellow fish burst from the ink, wriggling and fighting desperately against the fishing rod that held it captive. The muscles of its small body were no match for the hook pierced through its lip. 

When the imp eagerly reached out to grab the fish, Sammy blocked the action with an arm. 

“Careful, you could impale yourself on the hook. Allow me.”

Nimble fingers skillfully detached the critter from the line. He examined it closely, curious about a fish that could survive in this environment. Upon remembering a conversation he overheard between Audrey and Wilson’s ex-housekeeper, he divined the fish’s species. 

“I believe this is a ‘yellow perch,’” Sammy explained, offering it to Bendy. 

The toon excitedly snatched the poor thing from his grip. Clinging to his prize with both hands, he fixed it with an awestruck expression unbefitting the ruler of this realm. 

Unamused, the musician wiped the fish slime on his trousers, returning his attention to his own rod. 

“Now, it’s up to you to decide its fate,” Sammy explained with a disinterested wave. “You can eat it, if that is your desire. We can take it back to the kitchens and cook it there. It is rather small, so I’m not sure it would be worth it. If you are feeling merciful, you can release-”

Crunch 

The unexpected sound prompted Sammy to glance at Bendy just in time to witness him swallowing whatever was in his mouth. The fish was nowhere to be seen. 

The toon blinked at him with an innocent grin, then pointed at the bacon soup can by his side. 

Wordless, Sammy handed over the item and watched as the little demon dug out another piece of bacon to attach to his line. 

Perhaps his Lord was still in there somewhere. 

*Bonus scene I’m too tired to write out properly. 

They keep fishing. Bendy eats every fish he catches and Sammy either throws his catches back or gives them to the lil’ demon.

Eventually, the former musician starts whistling some tune he wrote/made-up. After a few seconds, a bunch of gilson fish float to the top of the lake/pool they’re at (probably the harbor from the first game). 

They both freeze in shock. Since Sammy stopped whistling, the gilson quickly recover and swim back underwater. 

Bendy loses his shit. He starts jumping up and down, then grabs Sammy by the strap of his overalls, pulls him to his level and frantically gestures at the water. 

Sammy gets the hint and starts whistling again. 

Sure enough, the gilson return and Bendy runs off to find something to pull in all those new tasty treats. Poor Sammy is stuck whistling until he comes back.

**Bonus bonus scene, Audrey and Henry yelling at Sammy for unintentionally drugging the little guy after he ate about 10-20 gilson (I imagine it would take a lot to knock out the Ink Demon, even in his toon form). 

Thank you so much for reading! This was my first time writing Sammy, so please let me know how I did! I would love to hear your feedback, especially since his arc is coming up soon in my main fic. 

#batdr #batim #sammy lawrence #bendy #the ink demon #ink demon #baby benders #pinstripe bendy #Bendy and the Ink Machine #bendy and the dark revival #batdr fanfiction #fanfiction