Italian Footjob - Un orgasmo salva la vita!

That bastard?

He's a fool, we must stop him!

Oh, boy!

Honey, look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything!

I'm sorry for the way I've been acting all these months, and most of all, I'm sorry because you, you, you don't deserve to end up like this.

Tommy, I forgive you, but.

I'm sure we'll still get so many bumps together!

Maybe my love, but I think our end is doomed!

Do you remember when I used to cut it off every night in front of the Nutella TV?

That's right.

You loved it.

I got a little fat at the time, too.

In fact, we started using thin yogurt.

What would I give to the rest of you, to put Nutella in your beautiful chapel again?

I'll even give up the diet and add some cream.

Well, I have an idea.

Yeah, that's right.

Sam, what are you doing?

We're dead.

Yes, go on, yes.

Yes.

Thank you.

If we get out of here like this...