#Gordon Smith

[lalo-tellmeagain]

Ok well this is EVERYTHING

(Via Michael Mando IG Stories)

[gilligould]

The cast / crew of ‘Better Call Saul’ on the picket lines in Los Angeles, California — June 6, 2023.

[gotankgo]

Prosthetic from Jacob's Ladder by Gordon Smith's Toronto-based FxSmith

[jimmymcgools]

That’s [Jimmy’s] moment of saying, “I am not the worst thing that anybody could have said of me. I am not that essential, ‘Oh you’ve always been this way. Oh you can only make these choices’. I can make different choices.”

And he makes a choice that’s going to cost him. And he makes a choice that’s going to cost him everything. And he makes it freely. And he moves heaven and earth to make it. 

All the external circumstances are shit, but that internal circumstance has changed so dramatically that it feels like a win.

Gordon Smith

Peter, Gordon, and the writers talk about the ending.

[notcapableofbeingtheguy]

Great title btw! It appears to be a straightforward (and heavy-handed) double entendre between Kim shooting gus and Kim taking a picture, but it is IN FACT once you have finished the episode about Lalo pointing and shooting his video camera at Gus and Gus pointing and shooting his gun at Lalo— a double entendre Lalo never anticipated, the final turn in their twisted death match, foreshadowed by Lalo’s own command to Kim paralleling cameras and guns :) nice work Gordon Smith I am on my way to your house

[wandamercer7]

Wanna bet, Vince would be Lalo’s executioner and Gould as Kim’s executioner T_T

[hawksheadcanonblog]

Headcanon - Gordon Smith is albino, much like Henry is, hence him being confused for Smith at a glance on two separate occasions.

[dark-twist-fairytales]

Wait, waitwaitwait...

How come, in both Infiltrating the Airship and Fleeing the Complex, Henry gets confused for Smith? I understand why in the Complex, but in the Airship?

In Toppat Civil Warfare, one of the fails is using Toppy. The fail message reads: "They could tell you don't look like Henry. What, you think all stick figures look the same??".

While all stick figures don't look the same, as canon through this fail, how come Slice, while staring directly at Henry, confuse him for Gordon Smith?

My theory: Henry and Gordon are either doppelgängers of each other OR are related and ended up with very similar genetics.

But also imagine: Even while with the Toppats, both of them having to correct everyone since they confuse them with each other. Reginald being the only exception.

[incorrect-stickmin]

Henry: *bursts into the room*  Who wants to make 5 bucks?

Smith: How?

Henry: I need someone to take the fall.

Reginald: *from downstairs* Oh, my God...

Smith: What did you do?

Henry: I can't tell you. Yes or no? No questions asked.

Reginald: *from downstairs* Oh, my God!

Smith: Make it 10.

Henry: Done.

Reginald: *screaming*  Oh, my God!

Henry: *whispering*  You're a good man.

[drags Smith out by his collar] 

Henry: I got him, Reg, don't worry!

[tv-moments]

Better Call Saul

Season 6, “Rock and Hard Place”

Director: Gordon Smith

DoP: Marshall Adams

[lalo-tellmeagain]

I hope they all go out after this and get drunk

[gilligould]

<3!

[cdnart]

Gordon Smith; Coastal Town

[flowerbarrel-art]

~ PuffballsUnited, InnerSloth, The Henry Stickmin Collection

~ Terrence Suave AU ~

Next Part

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey…wake up.”

Terrence stirred, then jerked upright, peeling a paper off his face as he did.

“What?” he muttered sleepily, blinking until Victoria’s face wasn’t as blurry.

“You seen Henry today?” she asked.

“No…why?”

“Nobody’s seen him,” Victoria said, folding her arms.

“So…what?” Terrence asked. “You think he ran off?”

“We haven’t ruled that out…” Victoria sighed heavily. “It’s still early though. Just let someone know if you see him.”

“He’s staying with Charles, right?” Terrence yawned, tiredly stacking the papers up.

“Yeah. He wasn’t in his bed this morning. Charles thought he just went to bed early last night, but his bed was still made, and apparently he doesn’t usually make it.”

“Hope he’s alright…” Terrence said, quickly sorting the papers before closing the folder.

“You’ve made some good progress,” she noted, then glanced at his bed. “Doesn’t look like you slept last night either.”

Terrence shook his head and stumbled up from the desk.

“They’re in as much order as I could get,” he mumbled. “And one of the files reminded me of something.”

He pulled the paper out and handed it to Victoria.

“Gordon Smith,” he said as she took and scanned it. “He’s a guard at the Wall, and a Toppat.”

Victoria looked up, eyes widening.

“He’s a double-agent?”

“I think we have a handful of Toppats undercover at the Wall.” Terrence paused a moment, then shook his head. “When I was going through the files, something felt familiar. I think I knew about it when I was leader…might’ve even organized some of it.”

“Why would you have your people undercover there?” Victoria asked with a frown. “Wouldn’t it be too risky?”

“The Wall picks up anybody they feel like, whether or not they’ve done anything wrong,” Terrence muttered. “Having spies there gives us intel and chances to free any Toppats who get locked up.”

“Did you ever bribe any of the guards who aren’t spies?” Victoria questioned as she examined the paper.

“Definitely,” Terrence said, nodding at the files. “We always had some funds for that, even when I was leader, apparently. I’m glad I still cared about getting our guys out of that place. No one deserves to be there.”

“The General will want to know this,” Victoria said eagerly. “He wanted to see me, so let’s get moving.”

Terrence nodded and started after her, but stumbled into the doorframe, holding his head tightly.

“You good?” Victoria asked, and Terrence stared dizzily at her.

“You didn’t tell me you had a twin too.”

Victoria helped him to his bed.

“I’ll go,” she said. “Try and get a couple hours of sleep, but you might have to tell Galeforce what you told me.”

“Thass ffine,” Terrence slurred, closing his eyes.

“Alright. See you later.”

Terrence heard the door shut quietly as he dropped off to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The front door slammed open, and footsteps thudded towards Terrence’s room.

He lay confused for a moment, then shot up in bed when the bedroom door banged open.

“Cap—sir—Gen…” Terrence stammered, still half-asleep.

“Get up,” Galeforce snapped, and Terrence got out of bed, stumbling for his dresser drawer before remembering he hadn’t changed out of his uniform yet. “Leave it! Follow me.”

Terrence stared, then hurried after Galeforce. Victoria was waiting in the den, both arms held behind her back.

Terrence stayed silent until they reached Galeforce’s office.

“Sit,” Galeforce barked, and Terrence hastily yanked the chair out and took a seat. “Are the Toppat Clan’s files on the Wall up to date, floor plans included?”

“Y-yes, sir…they are,” Terrence stammered. “Smith’s file is recent. He’s still undercover there, along with Wallace Pemberton.”

Galeforce nodded for Terrence to continue.

“Far as I read and can remember,” Terrence said, wringing his hands in his lap, “we made sure to keep the layout of the Wall updated in our files. Sometimes our members would be captured, and our spies would make it easier to get them out.”

Galeforce gave Terrence a long look; eventually he looked away, continuing to fidget.

“We believe Henry has been captured by them and is being transported there now.”

Terrence looked up sharply.

“How do you…”

“He had a tracker bracelet on,” Galeforce said. “It was giving us location updates until an hour ago. He’d just crossed the border into Canada when it was deactivated. But we’re working on piecing together the route he was taking….or more likely, the route his kidnappers were taking. He didn’t go back to his room last night, and we discovered signs of a struggle near Charles’ place.”

Galeforce held up a small gray object.

“This was also found, and is a device Henry’s known to have used.”

Terrence looked at the device curiously, noting green panels and a red button.

“Pay attention,” Galeforce ordered. “Quentin’s going to take you and Victoria to get Henry back.”

“What?!” Terrence burst out. “With…with all…due respect and everything…I don’t think I’m the best one for that!”

Galeforce narrowed his eyes, and Terrence balled his fists and lowered his gaze.

“You don’t remember,” Galeforce said, sliding a paper across to Terrence. “It was when you were Wilford’s right hand. A number of Toppats had been captured by the Wall, and you were assigned to go undercover and free them.”

Terrence looked up slowly.

“…and…did I?”

“You did, and Reginald, too. One of the Toppats you saved should look familiar.”

Terrence took a breath, then flipped the paper over to see a somewhat younger Right Hand Man gazing back at him.

“But…w-we…we had to…”

“Apply, yes,” Galeforce said. “We’ve taken care of that. The Toppats aren’t the only ones who’ve got people undercover, you know.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“About time,” Grigori muttered, glowering at Victoria and Terrence. “This way.”

They quickly followed after Grigori, passing several cells until finally turning down a longer hallway.

A sharp scent of rubbing alcohol made Terrence halt, but Victoria nudged him forward, and he followed Grigori into a small room.

“You wait here,” Grigori said, then gestured to Victoria. “Follow me.”

Terrence’s eyes widened, but she shook her head discreetly.

“See you later,” Victoria said, clapping a hand on his shoulder before leaving the small examination room.

Terrence clenched his fists as the door shut with a hiss. He looked around the room, seeing several red containers with biohazard signs on them.

He glanced back at the door, then quickly approached it and reached for the button.

Before he could press it, the door slid up and a man in a white coat walked in.

“Sit,” he said mildly, and Terrence glanced at the door, then reluctantly sat on the examination table. The man pulled out a packet and ripped it open, revealing an iodine swab. “Alright. Hold still. This won’t take long.”

“Alright,” Terrence mumbled, balling his fists and crumpling the paper on the table.

“All new guards get a microchip installed,” the man explained as he swabbed Terrence’s neck. “It’s a new procedure for guards’ safety. It tracks your vitals and location. Inmates frequently attack guards while trying to escape.”

Terrence swallowed hard as the doctor opened a drawer and pulled out a large syringe.

“Take a deep breath and hold still,” he said, and Terrence closed his eyes, then took a breath.

He felt a dull ache, then a burning pain.

“Done. Now just let me bandage it.”

The man quickly wrapped bandages around Terrence’s neck.

“Any nausea or dizziness?”

Terrence shook his head.

“Alright. Go into the hall and wait for Grigori.”

Terrence nodded and quickly left the room, leaning against the wall once outside.

“You good?”

Terrence jumped at Victoria’s voice.

“Yeah, thanks…you?”

“Yeah. Wasn’t too bad.”

“They didn’t do that when I was here last,” Terrence whispered, glancing around the empty hallway. “New procedure to protect guards, apparently.”

“Lucky us.” Victoria shrugged, then spoke quietly. “We’ll get them deactivated after we get Henry back to base.”

The doctor left the room and strode down the hall.

“Anyway,” Victoria continued quietly, “I heard a bit about Henry from Grigori. Didn’t mention him by name, but it’s a new guy who put up a fight. It’s worth looking into. He’s not in max security so we’ll be able to find him a bit more easily.”

“Alright,” Terrence said. “I haven’t been here, but once we get back to the main hallway things will look more familiar.”

Footsteps thumped down the hall, and Grigori swiftly approached.

“You’re assigned to the main cell block,” he said, gesturing for them to follow. “New inmates are trouble. You will both stand guard once you get equipment.”

Grigori led them back the way they’d come, then stopped and opened a door, leading them inside.

Two small beds were inside, each with a small chest at the foot of them.

“Orientation is in six hours. Be ready. After that you will guard the new inmates.”

They nodded, and Grigori briskly left.

Terrence sank on a bed and sighed.

“Do you think they trust us?”

“Nope,” Victoria said, sitting on the remaining bed. “But if everything goes well, we won’t be here too long.”

Terrence winced and rubbed his neck, then stretched out on the bed and closed his eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[the-irken-pony]

Favorite Government and Wall-aligned characters?

Government aligned: Charles, Galeforce, and Rupert I guess? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (Tbh I just realized that I don't think about them nearly as much as the other factions.)

Wall aligned: Grigori Olyat and Kado Ito. I would add Wallace Pemberton and Gordon Smith but that feels like a copout considering they're also Toppat aligned to an extent.