Original subtitles

Mom, I brought you some lemonade.

The order's mine, kiddo.

Oh, baby, thank you very much. Why don't you go inside and get some for your

father, too?

Ooh, this feels so nice.

Um, uh, what was I going to do?

Wake up, Billy.

What's wrong with you? Hurry up inside and get me lemonade, too.

Um, sure, Dad.

Sometimes I don't know what's wrong with that kid.

Don't be mean to him.

I think he's really cute.

He should.

You gave birth to him.

Damn it. Mom is so hot.

I can't stop staring at her.

Hmm. The window.

Ah. There it comes.

I get it again!

I've come to help with this, I know it!

I need to get Dad his lemonade or he'll start yelling again.

You can't even get a decent drink in this house.

Don't blame me for didn't sleep last night and you woke up with an attitude.

You didn't let me sleep with your constant nagging.

This will make Dad sleep.

For sure.

With Dad asleep, I can watch Mom as long as I like.

And he will also wake up feeling much happier.

Is that my lemonade?

Go inside.

Your mom and I are having a discussion.

Discussion? More like an argument.

Excuse me, Dad. I'm thirsty, too.

Nice. Dad is asleep.

Time to go and give more lemonade to Mom so I can see her boobs.

Too bad. She's wearing her top now.

Dad? Hello?

Dad, I want to talk to you about something.

These pills really do work.

Mom?

Mom?

Hello?

What the... Damn it. I drugged Mom, too.

This could be my only chance.

This is amazing.

I've never been so hard before.

But I need to catch them.

But what if she wakes up?

Hmm. God, yes.

If I pretend that I'm oiling her, if she wakes up, I'll just say that I saw her

sleeping in the sun and I put some nail lotion on her.

Oh, God, I can feel her nipples.

Just a little more.

Mom, your mouth feels so nice inside.

Just please don't wake up now.

Phew. Not now, dear.

I've got a headache.

It might be best if I take a rub off.

This feels amazing.

Oh, wow.

It feels so good.

I should try a few more times.

I am about to...

I put it in.

Oh, crap.

It feels so good.

But, oh.

Oh, I must go out.

Oh, yes.

I mean, no.

I came inside her.

Oh, that's so good.

But when she wakes up, she will know.

I need to clean her up.

What the hell did I do?

I won't do this again.

Ever again.

Here's another lemonade, Mom. Anything for you.

Oh, honey.

My husband sure seems to be smaller.

I'm so sleepy.

I've been sleeping a lot lately, yet I don't feel tired at all.

Here's your tea, Mom.

Drink it all up before Dad comes home.

Aww, you're so cute the last couple of days, dear.

But why am I so sleepy all the time?

I don't really need to drink this tea.

But he will feel bad if I don't drink it.

I'll just throw it in the plant.

I better catch some sleep so I won't be sleepy again later.

Alright mom.

Time for another session.

Those pills are the best thing that ever happened to me.

This is great!

How come I didn't fucking mention that before, Mom?

What the... What the hell are you doing?

How in the hell are you awake?

This is... No.

What are you doing?

This is just a dream. This isn't true.

Yes, Mom.

It's a dream.

No. Take it out.

Please don't move.

I mustn't do this.

I've been doing this for the last few days, Mom.

You seem to enjoy it, Ben.

No. I didn't.

I wasn't. You did.

You wanted this as much as I did.

Stop it. Stop it now.

Leave me alone.

This is why I wake up every morning all wet.

Admit it.

You enjoy it. When I was fucking you, all you wanted was more.

I... I did. And I will give you more because Dad is not fucking you anymore.

I've been fucking you all this time while you were sleeping.

That was you?

Just stay still, and you will see why.

I didn't know it was you.

Is it familiar now?

Get it, Mom?

Familiar.

This is familiar.

Yes. You like it, don't you, bitch?

Don't.

Don't talk when you do this, dear.

Just don't come inside me. And we can talk about this later.

I knew you would like it, Mom.

I don't want to prove this, but it does feel

weird and good.

Coming.

Take it, Mom.

We need...

To talk.

Talk about what, Mom?

About what you just did. How could you?

Well, you didn't say no. All the other times you just took it without

complaining, Mom.

Other times?

What other times?

This isn't the first.

I can't even look at myself now.

Get out.

Leave me alone.

Mom, you like it when you're dead.

I know what I said.

That's why I can't look at myself anymore.

I don't understand, Mom.

Not a word to your father.

Not a single word.

Now get out!

Get out!

Meh, she'll be alright.