Anne Parillaud odhalena nahá

You ain't Italian, that's for sure.

And Slyde, my eyes are sensitive.

Sensitive?

Everything on you is sensitive.

Hey, don't play Mary Virgin with me.

I look in your eyes.

You've been down some dark alleys, huh?

Yeah.

Come on, bitch.

Take a ride.

Oh yeah, I can.

What happens when you get excited?

Pretty much as usual, Joe.

Yeah, but maybe you bite.

Right now I need this more than blood.

Face it, you trust me.

At least, partially.

Still a little worried here.

How can we stop this worry?