buttersidedown - The Final Test

You know what the doctor told you.

Leave me alone.

Baby, no.

Please, take the ********* a little...

See, 15 minutes a day at least, just to get his eyes...

I don't know anything about taking off bandages.

Please, try.

Can't see. Not in my comfort zone.

Come on, Sam, please, son.

I don't need him.

Get away, get away. I don't need anyone.

Get on, dear.

Come on, let him try.

Oh, come on, you're doing it wrong.

Don't you know what you're doing?

You're just putting the bandages on.

I was doing it before.

Let me be, let me be.

Let me be.

Sam, baby, please, Sam.

Come on, son, do it.

There's nothing in him.

Nothing.

The man means your son, all right?

Come on, just go.

Listen, go get the limousine, get the fuck out of here,

wait downstairs, take him to his father's,

and that's all.

Good for nothing.

Get downstairs.

Just wait.

Okay, son, look, take them off yourself, okay?

I'll do it myself.

Okay.

Give me that, boss lady.

What are you doing here? I thought I told you to blow off.

I think I'll give you some orders now.

You want more, don't you?

That's right, boss lady.

This basket.

I told you what goes on in my family is none of your goddamn business

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