Phileine zegt sorry

Max:
I've had enough of you.

Phileine:
Impossible. I gave you nothing.

Lotti, the mother:
I just want you to know there are two kinds of fidelity in a relationship: love fidelity and sex fidelity. Your father gives me love, depth and peace; and Antonio, Anand, Costas and Mustapha help me crease the sheets. For those moments in life when the underbelly conquers the brain. When euphoria, ecstasy, despair...