What are you doing with that? Are you going to bake me a cake? Gonna sing me a song and watch me blow out me f*****g candles? I come here for a f*****g shootout, right? A proper shootout with some proper men. Like Colonel Custer and Geronimo. Have you ever heard of them? No. Because you were too in your penny baking f*****g fairy cakes weren’t you?
Sometimes to achieve greatness you have to cut off a little piece of yourself. No matter how much it hurts in order to grow. In order to move on.
I’m a homosexual, Frances. Well, you know… I’m a giver. Alright? I’m not a receiver. There is a difference. I’m not a fagg**.