Tooken Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 2015
- 80 min
- 48 Views
- Pitt is in full attention.
- Is it true? What a pain.
- Bryan Miller Vialis stand at the front.
- Lenore?
- Bryan? What are you doing here?
- I'm looking for an alarm clock.
- I thought I heard your name.
- It was not me. What are you doing here?
- I just buy painkillers.
Lenore, I have wanted to say something
but have not known how.
It's the wrong time, Bryan.
I love you and I do
Moneymaker is wrong for you.
- It does not concern you.
- Well, after everything we've been through.
- We, then?
- I love you, but you are too intense.
In everyday life, you are an a**hole.
You are good in crises and you love us.
- In everyday count the small stuff.
- All taken away from me. I had to.
Lenore pill can be picked up!
Lenore?
- Another Lenore.
- Lenore Miller? She's standing right there.
Green eyes.
Sexy, slender body. Yes you.
Your pill ready at the counter.
Pill? Are they for you or Kim?
- It's not the time.
- I demand to know.
- Why, B-Dog! Location?
- My name is Bryan.
- Perfect timing, Bryan.
- How so?
Stay in them. Take the glasses.
Oops. No, I'll take this one.
- Oh my God.
- We've only been together for 2.5 weeks.
You're right, girl.
I take on myself and think of you.
It is the first time.
Do you want to make me the happiest
and marry me?
- No...
- Yes. Yes, yes, yes!
- Hell, yeah!
- Big Chocolates herpes medicine is ready.
It is available at the counter. "Chocolate, Big."
- Grandfather, I'm glad your new hip.
- I'm with, now I can go back.
Grandpa, how did it go?
- Mother.
- Where have you been? What if I died.
Yes, mother. The job is a nightmare.
- I miss Agency.
- You can go back to the Middle East.
Mom, I've been fired.
What a shame.
I thought enlist again myself.
- You did well in retirement 40 years ago?
- You do not think I can handle it?
- Who is my little b*tch?
- Mom, release. It hurts.
- Say it. Who's my b*tch? Higher!
- I'm your b*tch!
- "I'm your b*tch," what?
- I'm your b*tch, mom.
That's right.
- I'm rusty.
- How is Lenore?
- Not good. She should remarry.
- Is she married?
- Did you check him out?
- Yes. He seems OK.
He called Moneymaker.
"Big Chocolate." A porn star.
He was called the "Great anaconda"
because of his huge shaft.
- Her motorway receive a new lane.
- I feel sick.
Okay. Grip both
and put them in an institution.
Humiliate him so much
confronted her that they were never seen again.
- Buckling this moneymaker.
- No. Lenore has suffered enough.
Take him to a farm and drive up
a corncob in his ass.
Heat it to 70 degrees
and corn kernels popped.
Poppa his ass full.
No, Lenore is very sensitive right now.
Okay. Need a place
to shine drown in, let me know.
Thanks, Mom.
Day One at Vialis test.
25 minutes. Nothing. Zero.
Training to increase blood flow.
Nothing.
50 minutes. Still nothing.
The African lion is romantic.
She gets only his vibrant,
magical sword.
He really knows how he
'll show her who's the boss.
See how relaxed he moves his hips.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have lift.
Check it out here.
Oh my God! It is burning!
We broadcast live from the Village Square
where an enormous fire be fought.
- We have to get out! Now!
- No!
We are waiting for details on how the fire started
. We interview him.
- Backa. Backa.
- I'm a hero!
Excuse me, how the fire started?
Did you see anything?
- What were you doing when the fire broke out?
- I do not really know.
The plan failed.
We'll get him next time, I promise.
I will not disappoint you.
Kim, your favorite, vanilla.
Lenore, they had unfortunately not chocolate.
Why did you want to be seen?
Dad, there's a party over the weekend.
My friends go, I want too.
- Your daughter wants to go out.
- If the parents are there?
- No, it's a college party.
- Absolutely not. I know how guys think.
This party is so cruel.
College Girls are so stylish.
We're looking up virgins there
and f*** them.
Okay, you may not
accompany us out anymore.
He does not even kidding. Go to hell.
Bryan. Your daughter is searching for contact.
Are you going to eat or to have it
around the mouth like a whore?
- Any thought that.
- You're ruining my life.
I just took a bite.
I thought you had changed.
You can not live in fear forever.
You've lost me. Do not lose her.
Let Kim go to the party.
What do you want?
Kim, I've thought about it.
You get to go to the party.
On one condition. They follow you.
- No.
- Okay. In one condition.
That I bug you and monitor you
from a van outside.
- No.
- In one condition.
That you have this chastity belt
you. It is a good chastity belt.
I did it in a camp to escape
become sodomiserad. Do you know what it is?
- I try to compromise.
- How about this?
- You will drive me to the party.
- Sure.
- So, we eat birthday dinner together.
- Yes! Thanks, Dad!
Thank you, Bryan.
Is it a college party? It looks for quiet
out to be a celebration. Are you honest?
Yes, Dad. Thank you.
- Kim, honey. Have you tear gas?
- Yes, father.
- If you have electrical gun?
- Yes.
- Call me at midnight.
- Dad!
- Honey, why does it take time?
- I put on something more comfortable.
Hurry,
I have to let stuff unfold.
What...
- What do you do?
- You like it?
I'm a vegan. Look at the tattoos.
Did you think I was kidding?
Have you seen how they treat
chickens? Tilapia get chicken feces.
Therefore, we can not even eat tilapia.
Take your chicken suit.
It is not sexy.
I'm trying to... what was it?
- Is Kim at home already?
- Can you go and check?
- I'll be right.
- I'll wait here. Change to something edible.
A tempeh-roll, a samosa.
Or a potato, damn. Or curry.
Bryan, what the hell are you doing?
There is something wrong with the party.
Kim hiding something.
You're just paranoid. There is no danger,
it is completely innocent.
- They hand them out at school.
- Lubricant.
Yes, to moisturize hands.
- This is mine.
- It's bigger than my forearm.
- P-pills were to Kim!
- Do not overreact. They amuse themselves only.
- Bryan, you make yourself a laughing stock!
- Lenore, you're dressed chicken.
What the hell?
George Washington and Napoleon smoked grass.
- What?
- It is proven.
He is lovely. He gave a lock of hair
to an African of crowdfunding.
Oops.
- Do you think... What's up?
- There, there, buddy. Good luck.
- Did you notice? What the hell?
- Calm.
Hey, girls.
- I like your balls.
- Thanks.
- Jamie?
- Yes?
I want to make love to you tonight.
- Tonight?
- Yes.
It's not that I do not want to,
but your father scares me.
Do not worry about him.
It's just the two of us tonight.
- Hello?
- Kim, hear. Your innocence is in danger.
- Dad!
- Can I talk to your father?
Why did not the condom on you?
I do not know who you are or what you want.
If you intend to make my daughter pregnant
and live on the family so do you wrong.
I have no money, but
a specific set of skills.
Skills who took time to devel-
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