I knew I could count on you. Sex always made you stupid, ready to believe anything. You’ve just made me a very rich woman. Do me one last favor, lover. Stay still long enough for me to blow your brains out.[to Dwight]
I knew I could count on you. Sex always made you stupid, ready to believe anything. You’ve just made me a very rich woman. Do me one last favor, lover. Stay still long enough for me to blow your brains out.[to Dwight]