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brokehorrorfan · 6 months ago

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Friday the 13th (2009) will be released on 4K Ultra HD on September 17 via Arrow Video. Gary Pullin designed the new artwork for the Platinum Dunes remake; the original poster is on the reverse side.

Marcus Nispel (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre) directs from a script by Damian Shannon and Mark Swift (Freddy vs. Jason). Jared Padalecki, Danielle Panabaker, Aaron Yoo, Amanda Righetti, Travis Van Winkle, and Derek Mears star.

The limited edition set comes with a booklet featuring new writing by Matt Konopka and Alexandra West, a double-sided poster, and a Crysal Lake postcard.

The theatrical version and "killer" extended cut of the film are presented in 4K in Dolby Vision with original 5.1 DTS-HD Master Audio. Special features are listed below, where you can also see more of the contents.

Disc 1:

Theatrical cut (97 minutes)

Audio commentary by director Marcus Nispel (new)

Audio commentary by writers Mark Swift and Damian Shannon (new)

Interview with director Marcus Nispel (new)

Interview with writers Mark Swift and Damian Shannon (new)

Interview with cinematographer Daniel Pearl (new)

A Killer New Beginning - Video essay on Friday the 13th and horror remakes by film critic Matt Donato (new)

Terror Trivia track excerpts

The Rebirth of Jason Voorhees featurette

Hacking Back / Slashing Forward featurette

The 7 Best Kills featurette

Deleted scenes

Teaser trailer

Theatrical trailer

TV spots

Electronic press kit

Image gallery

Disc 2:

Killer cut (105 mintues)

Audio commentary by film critics Alexandra Heller-Nicholas and Josh Nelson (new)

A group of oblivious teenagers choose Camp Crystal Lake as the destination for a weekend getaway. Among them, the young Clay Miller (Jared Padalecki) is not looking for fun and frolics, but for his sister Whitney who disappeared around the lake six weeks earlier. The trip turns into a waking nightmare as the bloodthirsty Jason emerges from the shadows, wielding a deadly machete and out for blood. Cut off from civilization, these youths discover too late that Crystal Lake bears the scars of a violent past as they uncover the terrifying events that spurred the masked killer’s quest for violent vengeance.

Pre-order Friday the 13th (2009).

#friday the 13th #jason voorhees #friday the 13th 2009 #jared padalecki #derek mears #danielle panabaker #aaron yoo #amanda righetti #travis van winkle #arrow video #dvd #gift #gary pullin #horror #marcus nispel

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thebearer · 8 months ago

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nothing in the world belongs to me |carmen berzatto x reader|

prompt: still new in your relationship, you show up to the bear for dinner unexpectedly, surprising carmen and the others.

based off this prompt from the other day :)

contains: fluff lol. really, it's just fluff. established-ish relationship (the others don't know). carmen being a little nervous and possessive but mainly cute <3 language.

“Alright, listen up,” Richie stood next to Sydney, flicking through the piles of tickets that were ringing through by the second. It was normal now, an expected task in their routine. “We need to walk the focaccia to table seven, please.”

“Yes, Chef!” A chorus of nearly robotic voices rose from the sizzling hiss of the lamb searing in Carmen’s pan, lifting the spatula to tip the meat over, before giving it back to the chef on the line.

“And for table nine, we’ve got a shellfish allergy, alright? So let’s triple check the cross contamination on that. T, can you handle that one?” Richie moved from his leather bound book of notes back to the ticket.

“Yes, Chef!” Tina chimed, pulling a freshly washed pan, filling it with the veal stock.

“Table nine, is that- that’s the senator?” Carmen turned to Richie, tasting the roux bubbling on Victoria’s station, giving her a curt nod of approval.

“No, that’s table eleven.” Richie hummed, looking back at his notebook. “Nine, is… a birthday. Booked online.” Carmen had already begun to drone him out, mind racing with a million other things as Richie listed the guests name. Until he got to one.

The name Carmen was sure he was hallucinating. The name no one knew- How would they know? How could they possibly know your name?

You and Carmen had been seeing each other for a little while. A few weeks that were slowly turning into months. A casual thing that was slowly turning more serious. Dates and meetups are becoming more frequent. You’d even invited him over to your place a few times, he’d spent the night last week.

Still, Carmen hadn’t managed to tell anyone. Selfishly, he liked that you were all his for now. Privacy was not guaranteed in the Berzatto house, in Carmen’s life still. He knew they meant well, they always did- he knew it wasn’t purposeful, the intrusion that almost always led to a demise. Carmen wasn’t ready for it, not yet, he still wanted you all to himself.

“Carmen?” Sydney’s voice pulled him out of his panicked trance. “Chef, are you- are you good?” Her voice lilted with that familiar suspicious quip, the one always accompanied with her lifted brows.

“What?” Carmen blinked, hands buzzing, heart thumping. He could see the window, Richie’s frame blocking most of it. “Sorry, yeah- yeah, I’m good, Chef.”

Sydney watched him carefully, a slow nod before she continued calling out orders. Carmen could feel Richie’s eyes on him, narrowed with curiosity. Carmen tried to be nonchalant, crossing the kitchen back towards Tina, his eyes cutting carefully, looking out the window.

There you were.

Sitting pretty at the middle table, surrounded by friends, some Carmen recognized from your Instagram. He’d actually logged in to the app, looked you up after the first date, consumed every photo of yours in the dark of his room. Cheeks burning with excited heat, stomach fluttering in a way he hadn’t felt since junior high.

“Alright, walk five salads to nine.” Sydney called out. “Where’s our runners? God, Richie, can you run-”

“-I got it.” Carmen called, the urgency in his tone making Tina jump behind him. Carmen took the tray before Gary could, his hands shaking as he lifted it.

“Cousin, I can get it.” Richie frowned.

“No, I-I got it.” Carmen nodded, swallowing down his fluttering nerves. His eyes cut to your table through the window, heart skipping when he saw you. “I got it. I’ll be- I’ll just be a second.”

“I don’t- I can’t even handle that one right now.” Sydney sighed in exasperation. “Alright, Chefs. Let’s get back on track.” She announced, shaking her head. Richie frowned, pulling out his phone.

Sugar’s cell buzzed against the hostess stand, excusing herself to check it.

From: Richie

‘Look at table nine.’

Sugar huffed.

To: Richie

‘Why? Is there something wrong?’

She stepped back, casually turning to scan the room, eyes landing on the table. A small group of girls, younger, and amongst them- Carmen?

To: Richie

‘Is something wrong with the food? Do I need to comp it?’

From: Richie

‘No. Cousin wanted to go out there.’

Sugar frowned, angling her body behind the large plant near the front as casually as she could. She watched through the leaves as Carmen passed out the salads, each girl grinning widely, but their eyes always cut to one on the end.

Carmen saved your salad for last, hoping the lowlights of the restaurant would hide his boyish blush, setting the bowl in front of you carefully. “Hey,”

“Hi,” You smiled sheepishly, looking to meet his gaze. “Everything looks so good.”

“Yeah? Thanks.” Carmen nodded. “I-I didn’t know you were comin’ tonight.”

“I’m sorry.” You cringed softly, embarrassed heat flooding through your veins. You knew better, knew you shouldn’t have done this- showed up at his restaurant unannounced.

“I, uh, it’s my friend’s birthday.” You nodded towards Alicia at the end of the table. “And I was telling them about that pasta you made me, and they really wanted to come try it.” Your nerves bubbled, rambling in nervous peals that seemed to pour out before you could stop them.

“Yeah, no, that’s really nice. Thank you.” Carmen nodded, giving a half smile to your friends, hoping they didn’t see the way he wiped his clammy hands on his apron. “Why didn’t- Why didn’t you just call me? Tell me you were comin’ in.”

“I didn’t want to bother you.” You muttered softly. “I honestly didn’t think you’d even see us here, I swear. I didn’t mean to bother you or anything-”

“-You’re not bothering me.” Carmen’s voice dropped to a coo, accompanied with a soft smile that had your head spinning. “Never a bother, but, uh, next time? Bother me, ok? Wanna make sure you get the best seat in the house.”

Your cheeks flushed with heat, your friends excited giggles only intensifying the rushing heat blanketing over your body. Carmen’s own cheeks heated, tongue rolling on the inside of his cheek to hide his grin.

“Alright?” Carmen added, and in a complete act of shocking boldness, his hand squeezed your shoulder affectionately. A small gesture on the outside, but for Carmen, it was huge.

“Alright.” You grinned, leaning into his touch, your hands sliding over his.

“How’s everything so far?” Carmen turned to the table, nodding at the excited gushes of compliments, not missing the way your friends cut their eyes to you with animated glee.

“Just let me know if you need anything, ok?” Carmen turned to you.

“I will.” You nodded, starry eyed with love sick affection.

“Good. I’ll see you before you leave, alright?” Carmen muttered, ducking down towards you. His lips brushed over your cheek, your perfume clouding his senses. “You’re not botherin’ me. ‘M glad you’re here.”

Your cheek pressed to his, a gentle, affectionate rub before Carmen parted. Both of your features painted with shy delight.

Carmen could feel everyone’s eyes, through flickering gazes and lifted brows. Sydney’s gaze lingering over him skeptically, still counting tickets. Fak’s wide grin from the corner, loading trays to take out.

“Hey, uh, Marcus.” Carmen ignored Richie’s raised brows, a teasing, questioning remark on the tip of his tongue.

“Yes, Chef?” Marcus muttered, looking up from the cannolis he was garnishing.

“Table nine has a birthday. I was thinkin’ maybe the chocolate ganache, punch it with the little circle to make it look like a cake. Add a candle?” Carmen muttered, hand rubbing across his face.

“Yeah, Chef, I can do that.” Marcus nodded.

“Thank you.” Carmen nodded. “And Chef? Let me know when it’s ready before you walk it.”

Marcus frowned. “No, it’s not- I just wanna walk it, ok?” Carmen shook his head.

“Alright.” Marcus nodded slowly. “Heard, Chef.”

Richie smirked, leaning against the stainless steel table. “So,” Richie hummed. “There a complaint or somethin’? Need me to go talk to ‘em-”

“-No,” Carmen snapped, the possessiveness in his tone startling the both of them. “Sorry, it’s- No, I-I don’t need you to do that, Chef. Everything’s good.”

Richie nodded slowly, passing the dishes to Gary with a nod. “You gonna tell me what that was about?”

“No, Chef.” Carmen clipped, an edge to his tone that was teetering on annoyed. “But, uh, there’s not gonna be a check on table nine.”

“What?” Richie frowned. “Did you mess somethin’ up? Seriously, Cousin, if something's wrong it’s my job to know-”

“-No, it’s not-.” Carmen huffed, eyes pinching closed, running a hand over his face in frustration. “Look, that’s… The girl on the end? I-I’ve been kinda seein’ her, ya know?” He muttered.

Richie gawked, blinking in disbelief. “No shit.” He grinned. “No shit? You-You’re serious?” He turned to look out the window.

“Don’t fuckin’ look.” Carmen hissed. “Look, it-it’s not a big deal, alright? Just don’t-don’t say anything o-or do anything.”

Richie swallowed back a teasing remark, a reactive reaction from years of being with Mikey. How the two of them used to tease Carmen endlessly, until they were fighting on the front lawn, Mikey howling with laughter while Carmen was red faced with mortified anger.

This time, Richie held back. He wasn’t sure why, call it divine intervention, a gut feeling maybe, but it felt different this time.

“Alright.” Richie nodded slowly. “No ticket for nine. Heard.”

Carmen’s foot tapped anxiously. “I mean, right? Th-That’s what I should do right?” Carmen looked over his shoulder out the window. “That would be shitty to give her a check? Be a complete jagoff move to charge her?”

“Yeah,” Richie scoffed lightly. “Jagoff of the fuckin’ year. Makin’ your girl pay to come to your place.”

Carmen’s heart swelled at the term- your girl. His girl. You were his girl.

“Walk four Pappardelle to nine. Walk one Pappardelle vegetarian style to nine.” Sydney called.

Carmen dipped the spoon in the glaze, garnishing the plate before sliding it towards Sydney. “So, you gonna take these out?” He muttered.

“No,” Carmen huffed. “Gonna wait until the cake.”

“Yeah, good idea, Cousin.” Richie nodded with a proud smile. “That when you’re gonna tell them no check tonight?”

“No,” Carmen shook his head. “I don’t- It would feel weird comin’ from me.” He looked up at Richie. “I was gonna let you do it.”

“Yeah, I can handle that.” Richie smirked. “And I won’t say anything, Cousin.” He stopped Carmen before he could say it. “I got you, Cousin. I won’t fuck it up, alright?”

Carmen nodded slowly, a strangled thank you on the tip of his tongue. The door swung open behind Richie, and for a second, Carmen caught a glimpse of you. Smiling and laughing, leaned in over the table, no doubt giggling with your friends about him. Carmen’s heart squeezed, but this time, without fear. No, there was no dooming fear that you were mocking him, making fun of him. This time, he felt the content rush of adrenaline filled love. A change in his routine, yes. Unexpected, sure, but he was glad for it. Glad that you were there- here, with him.

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johnny-dynamo · 11 months ago

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Tales From The Crypt - Demon Knight by Gary Pullin

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underworld-park-offical · 1 year ago

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BEBE: ♪ And I'm bad like the barbie ♪

RED: ♪ Barbie ♪

BEBE: ♪ I'm a doll but I still wanna party ♪

RED: ♪ Party ♪

BEBE: ♪ Pink Vette but I'm ready to bend ♪

RED: ♪ Bend ♪

WENDY: Bitch

BEBE: ♪ I'm a ten so I'm pullin a Ken ♪

RED: ♪ Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki ♪

RED: ♪ Grrrah ♪

BEBE: ♪ All of the Barbies is pretty ♪

RED: ♪ Damn ♪

WENDY: Bitch

RED: ♪ It girls ♪

BEBE: ♪ It girls ♪

RED: ♪ And we ain't playin tag ♪

BEBE: ♪ Grrah ♪

WENDY: WILL YOU 711, SLUSHIE SLURPING, ALWAYS BURPING, SELFIE STICK, HUGE PRICK, STUPID WHORES, SHUT UP FOR ONE SECOND??!?!?!

RED: Booooo

BEBE: Party Pooper!

BEBE: Let us sing our BARBIE WORLD in PEACE

RED: Yeah, for real!

RED: Boooooooo!

RED: Not the straight A student talking 💀

WENDY: SHUT. UP.

WENDY: You can at LEAST turn it down enough to where I won't go DEAF

WENDY: Red. What. the fuck.

RED: Take a before death selfie with me

WENDY: Wh

WENDY: WHY

RED: Idk ur the closest lmao ♪

WENDY: Ughhh

WENDY: Why did I ever join your hype house?

RED: Lmaooo

RED: Big L

RED: L

RED: Big L

RED: Raito L Loser lmao

WENDY: I hope you get flung out of the wind shield and die

RED: 💀💀💀

WENDY: STOP SAYING SKULL EMOJI OH MY GOD, YOU'RE JUST LIKE CRAIG

RED: Sorry it's in our genes 😝😝😝

WENDY: NO IT FUCKING ISN'T

WENDY: CRINGE ISN'T FUCKING GENETIC

BEBE: Can you hoes SHUT UP

BEBE: I'm LITERALLY trying to listen to Barbie World but I can’t because y'all are SCREAMING

BEBE: Literally boutta hop over my seat and FIGHT Y'ALL

RED: Is the song on loop

BEBE: Yeah should be

RED: Just like

RED: Reset it or something 💀

BEBE: UGHHHHH

WENDY: I'M GOING TO SLAP YOU, BEBE

BEBE: DO IT

NICHOLE: Guys can we go ONE second without fighting each other??

NICHOLE: This is serious!

BEBE: Not as serious as this ASS WHOOPING Wendy's about to get

WENDY: OH NO YOU DINT-IT!

WENDY: Red, Hold my earrings

RED: OOOOH SHIT!! WORLDSTAR!!!

RED: Hey guys, it's Red, and welcome back to my channel~ NICHOLE: GUYS NO-

BEBE: COME HERE YOU BITCH

WENDY: FIGHT ME RIGHT NOW

NICHOLE: WATCH THE ROAD!!!

NICHOLE: RANDOM PEDESTRIAN!!!

RED: Extra points if they’re innocent! 😲

RED: Don't watch the road. this is really good content

NICHOLE: RED!!!

RED: WHAT?????

WENDY: Hold on

WENDY: What

WENDY: Is that

WENDY: Is that a twink in the road?

BEBE: What??

BEBE: Holy shit

RED: Ewww, wild queer

RED: Smh my head

NICHOLE: Guys, it's just Gary

NICHOLE: We should give him a ride

BEBE: Girl are you crazy?

BEBE: I don’t want the scent of computer in my car!

BEBE: That is SO not SLAY

NICHOLE: It's so cold out here! His hard drive’s gonna freeze!

BEBE: Good! Maybe he can finally stop going “I want chicken, I want liver, Meow Mix, Meow Mix, Please Deliver” over and over!

BEBE: LITERALLY why do you think we kicked him out of the Hype House?

NICHOLE: Just pull over…

BEBE: UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

BEBE: FIIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEE

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WENDY: Heyyyyy

WENDY: Uhhhh

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RED: Ew, he’s advertising

RED: Let's bail

BEBE: Yeah, I agree

NICHOLE: No, we’re not leaving him

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GARY: I’m Gary, The Mormon who advertises!

RED: Shit, I think he’s broken

WENDY: Gary

WENDY: Why don’t you

WENDY: Get out of the cold…

WENDY: And into the trunk of Bebe's car?

GARY: Want a break from the ads? If you tap now to watch a short video, you’ll receive 30 minutes of free music.

GARY: I’m Gary the Mormon who Advertises!

BEBE: Biiiitch I think he's like, malfunctioning…

RED: Frfr

RED: It's creeping me out, tbh

NICHOLE: Why would you suggest he go in the trunk?

WENDY: So he doesn’t bother us with his weird ad shit!

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WENDY: We just…

WENDY: Put him in the trunk

WENDY: Tape his mouth shut

WENDY: And Boom, problem solved!

RED: I mean…

RED: I’m not against that

BEBE: Yeah

BEBE: Do any of you have, like, duct tape?

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GARY: I'm Gary! The Mormon who advertises!

BEBE: Shut the fuck up, this is why we kicked you out of the Hype House!

RED: I think I have some tape here…

NICHOLE: Guys, no…

NICHOLE: We aren't putting him in the trunk, and we definitely aren't taping his mouth shut!

RED: This bitch crazy, frfr

BEBE: Yeah Nichole, do you want to hear him the whole car ride?

BEBE: The only thing worse than this is that there's no wifi

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GARY: I’m Gary! The Mormon who advertises!

NICHOLE: Just…

NICHOLE: Just get in the car

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GARY: I'm Gary! The Mormon who advertises!

NICHOLE: Uhm…

NICHOLE: You’re…

NICHOLE: You’re welcome???

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GARY: I’m Gary! The Mormon who advertises!

BEBE: O…. kayyyyyy

BEBE: Slay I guess?

RED: Nahhh, not the FNAF character talking 💀

WENDY: Just…

WENDY: Nobody….

WENDY: SAY

WENDY: Anything…

WENDY: ...

NICHOLE: ...

EVERYONE IN THE CAR: ….

BEBE: Nichole, this is all your fault

NICHOLE: WH???

(Edits and GIF done by @cattpup5 (mod Jello) )

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