Having murdered the proprietor of the local curry house for forgetting to send him a Christmas card, Donald is looking forward to his regula...更多>
Pierre: I want to... stick my tongue inside your mouth. I want the juices of our mouths to play together like the flames they flicker on the fire. Donald Leek: I just want you, Nugget, Jesus Christ, our lord and fucking saviour to get out of my fucking house! Trevor:
You can shoot me too, if you like. Anything beats crucifiction. That was really painful, you know?
Frank: I have seen a lot of top bollocks in my time, but these are something special Pierre: The woman - she is a temple. The man, he enters the temple. Sometimes 2 men, sometimes 3 or 4 or 5. Sometimes the man fall onto the temple, sometimes the temple fall on top of him, sometimes the temple fall on top of another temple, but always *always* it is a celebration of the art to make love!