Sam sam
1994
Rietje Brouwer: Now or never, Nol. Nol Brouwer: Not now.
Rietje Brouwer: I don't like you, Nol. As a matter of fact, I fucking hate your guts, you ignorant little man! Nol Brouwer: But Rietje I was just asking if you would like some coffee! Rietje Brouwer: Don't but me, Nol, you're always butting me. I swear to God, you but me one more time and I'll pull your fucking testicles out through your nose! Nol Brouwer: But Rietje... Rietje Brouwer: What did I just say, Nol? I know you're old, but are you beginning to grow deaf too? Stop fucking butting me! As I was saying I hate you and the only reason I won't kill you, is because I don't think you're worth it. You'll probably end up in heaven and that would be my fault. I don't want you to go up there and stink up the place. Because you will. Nol Brouwer: I'm sorry, Rietje. I didn't mean to. I don't know what I've done wrong, but I didn't mean to! Rietje Brouwer: I'm sure you don't know, Nol, I would be more surprised if you did. Half of the time you don't know the difference between my vagina and my asshole, asshole. Nol Brouwer: We'll that's because they're both big, brown and hairy. How am I supposed to keep them apart? If you should shave once in a while, but by the way you're going now, you'll probably need a fuckin' lawnmower. Now do you want some coffee or not. Bloody, bloody.