:02:02
While we're toweling off,
I flick the towel at her, -
:02:06
- and by accident, I hit her on the ass,
and we got this big red mark.
:02:11
I'm all sorry and so forth,
but what does this broad do -
:02:14
- but let out a squeal of pleasure
that would fucking kill a horse.
:02:18
What the hell, I'm liberal,
so I heave a chair at her.
:02:22
- Draw blood?
- Not yet. But what does she say?
:02:25
"Wait a minute!" She pulls out
a suitcase from under the bed -
:02:29
- with a World War Il flak suit.
:02:33
Zip, zip, she gets into the flak suit,
we get down on the bed.
:02:36
- What are you doing?
- Fucking!
:02:38
- But she's in a flak suit.
- She leaves the zipper open.
:02:43
But the shot is,
every thirty seconds or so, -
:02:46
- she wants me to go "BOOM"
at the top of my lungs.
:02:50
So we're humping and pumping,
and every once in a while, I go "boom".
:02:54
In the middle of everything,
she turns on a little tape recorder.
:02:58
I don't know what the shot is.
All of a sudden I hear:
:03:07
I'm pumping away, the tape recorder
is making airplane noises.
:03:10
Every once in a while, I go "boom",
and the broad starts going crazy.
:03:15
She's moaning and groaning -
:03:17
- and screaming,
"Red Dog One to Red Dog Squadron".
:03:20
Suddenly, she screams, "Wait!"
and pulls out a five-gallon jerry can.
:03:25
It's full of gasoline.
She splashes it over the walls -
:03:29
- pulls out a zippo and "whoosh",
the room goes up in flames.
:03:34
So the tape recorder is going ... ,
the room is full of smoke -
:03:38
- and the broad screams,
"Do it now, for the love of Christ!"
:03:50
So I look at the broad,
and I figure, fuck this nonsense.
:03:57
I struggle into my shorts,
make it to the elevator.