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| Edward takes his daughter out for her birthday. | "Here, drink up, Louisa." |
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| "Stop it! What are you doing?" | |
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| "You disgust me!" "Yeah well, don't tell mum." | Next morning, the picture of innocence. I swear Dillane must be some kind of wizard. |
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| He almost gets busted with his girlfriend by his wife Villy, but this guy is slick. | |
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| "I'll tuck you in sweeheart." | |
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| "I got carried away. It won't happen again.." | "You like feeling women's breasts, Dad? I saw you that night at the play out with another woman!" See, this is what I don't get. Her own father has just tried to f**k her (again!) and she's still more fixated on his date. WHO CARES, at least it wasn't his sister! |
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