Brody:
I look at you and you got everything together.
Cal:
Me? I'm hiding from my kids in the backyard, drinking with a pot-smoking, Buddhist who knocked up my baby. You call that together?
Brody:
Not that, in love. I hope I have as much love to give to Pinti, as you did to your wife.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:29