Original subtitles

Hey, put your phone away.

He'll call.

He'll call.

I just know it.

No, son, no.

We shouldn't.

It's just going to stress us out even more.

No, no.

I don't care what the news is saying.

He's going to call.

He always calls when he gets out of work.

And he's going to call today.

I just know it.

The news isn't going to tell us if he's okay.

They don't know.

They don't know.

All they're going to say is that there was a chemical plant explosion and that there's a

lot of casualties, but they're not going to tell us if your father's one of them.

They don't know.

I know it's the plant that he works out,

but that doesn't mean anything.

That doesn't mean that he's going to call.

He's going to call.

I can just tell.

I can just tell.

We're going to sit here and we're going to wait for his call.

And we're not going to check the news and we're not going to check her phones because it's

just going to worry us even more.

And we don't need that right now,

okay?

We're just going to wait for his call.

And if he doesn't call...

Well,

if he doesn't call, then I don't know what we're going to do.

But right now, we're just going to wait.

I know, boy.

I know it's hard to just wait,

but just...

Well, maybe you can think of something pleasant while we wait,

okay?

Just think of something that you really,

really like.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Are you serious right now?

What am I talking about?

You're staring at my breasts.

Your mother's breasts.

You little pervert.

You dirty, dirty boy.

Dirty, pervy boy.

Staring at mommy's breasts.

That's right.

You're such a dirty, pervy boy.

Staring at your mommy's breasts.

Are you stressed out?

Stressed out waiting?

Do you think mommy's breasts would make you feel better?

You want to kill some time with mommy while we wait for that very,

very important phone call?

Yeah, that's what my boy wants to do.

That's what my dirty,

pervy boy wants to do.

Mommy, I'll help you pass the time.

Oh, yeah.

Now why this is my dirty,

dirty little pervert son?

Struck it for mommy while we wait?

Look at that big ol' pecker.

Oh my God, it's so big and so hard.

Do you care hard like that for mommy?

Yeah, this is my dirty,

pervy boy.

Getting nice and hard like that for mommy?

Does that get you going too,

boy?

And seeing mommy's cunt get all that blood flow into your me popsicle?

My dirty, pervy boy.

Keep stroking it for me.

Keep stroking it for mommy.

I like watching it grow.

I like watching that stiffy,

big and strong for me.

Maybe my boy wants some help with that love stick.

Do you want mommy to help you with it?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Do you want mommy to help you with it?

Mommy likes sucking on this me popsicle.

Sweetheart, are you okay?

You look really flushed right now.

Is there anything that I can do for you?

Do you want mommy to help you with it?

Do you want mommy to help you with it?

Are you sure there is anything I can do for you?

Okay.

Listen, your dad is going to call.

Okay?

He's going to call and he's going to be alright.

And we're going to be alright.

Oh, what am I saying?

What am I talking about?

Everything's going to be okay.

I don't fucking know that.

And he's definitely old enough to know that.

He's definitely old enough to know that I'm talking out my ass when I say that.

Fuck.

Listen, sweetheart.

The truth is that I don't know what's happening.

And I don't know what's going to happen.

I don't know if your father's going to call,

but I really hope he does.

But no matter what, I just want you to know that mommy's here for you.

And no matter what, we'll always have each other.

Okay?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

No.

God, I don't know what I'm going to do.

I don't know what I'm going to do if he doesn't call.

I don't know how I'm going to be able to go on.

But I know I have to.

I know I have to for my boy.

He looks so distraught at the thought of his father not coming home.

I don't know what I'm going to do if he doesn't call.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Wow.

He looks so much like his father when he was younger.

When I first fell in love with him.

Oh, fuck.

What if he doesn't call?

What if he's already gone?

What if I'm already a widow?

And what if my boy already doesn't have a father?

At least I still have him.

My boy.

My son.

My god.

I can't get over how much he looks like him.

It's like he's him.

It's like if he didn't come home,

well, he'd still be here.

It's as if nothing would even change.

Well, except for that.

But he looks just like him when we first got together.

When I fell in love with him.

Oh my god.

What am I doing?

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

I'm so sorry.

Oh my god.

I don't know what came over me.

He just looks so much like him.

He looks so much like your father.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

What are you doing?

Jesus Christ, you sick woman.

That's sick.

Yeah, he may look just like his dad,

but he is not his dad.

He is your son.

Sure, this is a very tough time right now.

Not knowing if your own husband is still alive,

if he'll ever come back home to you and kiss you ever again.

But this is wrong.

To think about your son like that.

Oh my god.

If he knew what you were thinking right now,

he'd think you're so fucking sick.

Oh my god.

Oh fuck.

Oh my god.

Good times they've had and all the good times they maybe won't be able to have anymore.

And here you are thinking about your son like that.

No, no, no.

This is just grief.

It's just grief.

And people deal with grief in different ways.

Besides, it's not like anyone knows what's going through your mind right now.

It's not like anyone knows what you're thinking about.

Just go with it.

I can't help myself son.

Mommy can't help herself.

I don't know how else to deal.

I want you.

I need you.

I need you to take me.

I need you to make me yours.

Fuck.

Do you want mommy to hop on top of your joystick now?

Yeah.

Do you want to feel mommy's hungry,

wet, cunt?

Yeah.

Oh fuck.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh yes, boy.

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck yeah.

Oh fuck boy.

Oh that's right.

Oh give it to mommy.

Oh yeah, give it to mommy.

Oh my god.

Oh that's right.

Oh stuff that fucking fever basher deep inside your mother.

Deep inside mommy's colony.

Oh fuck.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, boy.

Oh fuck you feel so fucking good.

Oh my god you feel so fucking good.

You feel so fucking good.

Oh my god.

Oh you're so fucking big.

Oh you're so fucking big.

Oh my god.

Oh my god son.

Oh you're fucking bigger than your father.

Oh you're so much bigger than your father.

Oh my god.

Oh you're like him in every other way.

You're just like him in every other way.

Oh except for this.

Oh except for this.

Oh you're so much fucking better with this.

Oh my god.

Oh fuck yeah.

Oh fuck.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, boy.

Don't feel bad about this.

Oh no, don't feel bad about this.

Don't feel bad about doing this.

It's what he would want to do.

This is what your father would have wanted.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, that's right.

Oh, it's my dirty pervy boy like that.

Oh, yeah.

It's my dirty pervy boy like that.

Oh, he's bouncing on his big fat pork sod.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, because mommy fucking loves it.

Oh, mommy fucking loves it.

Oh, yeah.

What are you fucking stretching me out?

Oh, you're stretching mommy's fucking con out.

Oh, my God.

Oh, mommy fucking loves it.

Mommy fucking loves it.

Yeah, boy, and you are stretching my fucking con out.

Oh, you are stretching mommy's con out.

Oh, God, because you're like a bazillion times bigger than your fucking father.

Oh, that's right, boy.

Oh, you're fucking stiff.

He's like a bazillion times bigger than your daddy's.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, oh, oh.

It's like if it's me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, you know he would be so proud of you right now,

right, boy?

Oh, your father.

Oh, my God, he would be so proud of you right now.

He saw you.

Oh, he'd be so fucking proud.

Oh, my God.

Seeing you.

This is stepping out to be the man of the house.

Oh, and taking care of your mother.

Oh, my God, boy.

Oh, he'd be so proud of you.

Your mother would be so proud of you.

Oh, he'd be so proud of you.

The man that you're becoming.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, my dirty, dirty boy has fantasized about this for a long time.

Haven't you, boy?

Haven't you, dirty little,

pervy boy?

Oh, you fantasized about stuffing your fucking mother.

Stuffing mommy.

Oh, very, very, very,

very fucking long time.

Oh, haven't you, boy?

Oh, fuck.

Boy's fantasizing about mommy's fucking snatch.

Oh, mommy's home.

You have fucking snatch.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I fucking love it.

I fucking love it.

Oh, mommy fucking loves it.

Oh, it feels so fucking good.

It's so deep inside me.

So deep inside mommy's fucking snatch.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, that's right.

Oh, my God.

Boy, I know this is wrong.

I know this is wrong.

I know this is so, so wrong.

Oh, I know I shouldn't be thinking of you like this.

Oh, my God.

I know I shouldn't think of you like this or my son.

Oh, and I know you shouldn't think of your mother like this,

but I just...

Oh, son, I can't help it.

I can't fucking help it.

I'm just so overwhelmed with all these emotions and I don't know how to handle it.

Oh, my God.

I don't know how to handle it.

I don't know how to deal with this song.

I'm sure you feel the same way.

Oh, my God.

I'm sure you feel the same way.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, but it's gonna be okay,

boy.

It's gonna be okay.

Oh, I know this is wrong.

I know we shouldn't be doing this,

but it's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay because mommy's here for you.

Oh, mommy's always gonna be here for you.

Oh, we're gonna get through this together.

Oh, we're gonna get through this together,

boy.

Oh, fuck yeah.

Oh, that's right, boy.

Oh, that's right.

Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck.

You're such a little pervert,

boy.

Oh, my son's such a little fucking pervert.

Fucking his mother.

Oh, my God.

Oh, both deep inside his fucking mommy.

Oh, yeah.

I'm killing time with mommy,

aren't you?

Oh, killing time with mommy.

Oh, we wait for that very,

very important phone call.

Oh, my God.

Oh, but mommy doesn't even remember what the call's about.

Mommy doesn't even remember what we're fucking waiting for.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that's right, because all I'm thinking about is how good that fucking one-eyed fucking

trouser snake feels deep inside me.

Oh, how good it feels deep inside my wet fucking slit.

Fuck, yeah.

Oh, how good it feels fucking bouncing on it.

Oh, and it buried deep inside me,

yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck, that one-eyed fucking snake,

that one-eyed trouser snake buried deep inside mommy's fucking little slit.

Mommy's horny wet slit.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't stop,

boy.

Oh, fucking give it to me,

give it to me, give it to me.

Oh, no, no, no, it's not wrong.

Oh, no, this isn't wrong.

This isn't wrong because it's helping us grieve.

No, boy, no, this isn't wrong.

It's not wrong to do this because we're doing this for your father.

Oh, we're doing it in this memory.

Oh, because you're a piece of your father.

Oh, and I just want to be close to you right now.

Oh, I just want to be so close to you.

I need to be close to you,

I need to be close to you.

Oh, my God, boy.

I need you so close to me that I need you deep inside me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah, fucking give it to me.

Oh, give it to me, give it to me,

give it to me, boy, don't stop.

Oh, don't stop, fuck.

Oh, yeah, fucking bouncing on.

Oh, my fucking big dick son.

Bouncing on him, up and down,

up and down, up and down.

Oh, I fucking love it.

Fucking mommy loves it,

mommy fucking loves it very deep inside me.

Oh, yeah, yeah, mommy likes fucking bouncing on your flesh.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, that's right, boy,

that's right, boy.

Oh, mommy fucking loves it.

Oh, very deep inside me.

Oh, very fucking deep inside me.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, oh, you like that too,

don't you, boy?

You like that too, don't you,

boy?

Oh, mommy's horny wet fucking cotton.

Oh, mommy's horny wet kind of gripping.

Oh, just gripping that big,

old fucking pecker of yours.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Don't stop, don't stop,

don't stop.

Fuck, yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry, give it to me,

boy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe how good this feels.

Oh, boy, I can't believe how fucking good this feels with you.

Oh, my God.

I never thought.

Never in a million years that everything this was possible.

This was gonna be so fucking good with you.

Oh, I never thought this was gonna be so good with my own fucking son.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah, boy.

Fuck, yeah, boy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, yeah, stuff with mommy,

aren't you?

Oh, fuck.

Stuff with mommy, aren't you?

Stuff with your fucking tube steak?

Oh, my God.

Oh, deep inside mommy.

Deep inside mommy's juicy honey pot.

Yeah.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Who would have thought my fucking son?

Oh, my fucking son.

Oh, my son.

It's the best fucking lover I've ever fucking had.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that's my boy.

That's my boy.

Fucking give it to me.

Oh, my God.

Don't stop, don't stop,

don't stop.

Don't stop.

Mommy fucking wants it.

So fucking bad.

Oh, mommy fucking loves it.

Oh, so deep inside my fucking slit.

Oh, fuck.

So fucking deep inside me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, that's right.

Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Yes, yes, yes.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my boy.

What?

You're about to come?

Oh, really, really?

You're about to come?

Oh, where should you come?

Oh, I want you to come inside me.

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

I want you to come inside me.

I want you to come deep inside me.

Deep inside me.

Oh, so deep that you'll get me pregnant.

Yes, yes, boy, yes, yes.

It's what your father would have wanted.

It's what your father would have wanted.

Oh, to fucking carry on this memory.

Yeah, yeah, this is my dirty,

pervy fucking boy.

Oh, my dirty, pervy son gonna fucking come.

Yeah, he's gonna come.

Oh, are you gonna empty those full heavy bowls for mommy?

Oh, are you gonna fucking give me all your seed?

Are you gonna give mommy all your seed?

Oh, let's see what I'm fucking yearning for.

Oh, I'm so fucking hungry for it.

Oh, mommy wants all your fucking seed.

Yeah, mommy wants all your fucking seed.

You're gonna give it to me,

aren't you, boy?

You're gonna give it to mommy.

Yeah, my boy's gonna fucking come for mommy.

My boy's gonna come for mommy.

Mommy's gonna bring your fucking balls.

Your big, fucking heavy balls.

Oh, you're gonna give me every last fucking drop,

aren't you, boy?

Yeah.

Yeah, you're gonna give it to mommy.

You're gonna give it to mommy.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, that's right, boy.

That's right.

Give it to me.

Oh, that's right.

Oh, I want you to fucking come deep inside me.

Come deep inside me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, deep inside me.

I want to fucking fill your seed.

Fill my womb.

Yeah.

Oh, come for me.

Come for mommy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's right.

Fucking pump it into me.

Oh, pump it deep inside,

mommy.

Oh, pump it deep inside,

fucking mommy.

Oh, that's right.

Every last fucking drop.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, that's right.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, boy.

Oh, look at all that fucking pump.

Oh, look at all that pump.

Oh, you just pumped deep inside,

mommy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, so much pump.

Oh, look at it all fucking drip out like that.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

It's still dripping.

Oh, my God.

I've never been filled up with so much pump before.

Oh, my God, son.

Oh, I've never been filled up with so much fucking pump.

Oh, boy.

Look at the mess you made.

Look at the big, all fucking mess you made,

mommy.

Oh, it's getting calm everywhere.

All over mommy's tits.

Mommy's face.

My mouth.

Boy, it tastes so fucking good.

Bug.

Oh, my God.

Covered and my boys come.

My dirty, pervy son.

Covered his mommy in this big,

fat fucking load.

Didn't you, boy?

Didn't you?

Oh, my God.

That was amazing.

Oh, my God.

Oh, there's so much fucking pump.

Oh, boy.

You pumped so much fucking pump deep inside me.

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

It's ringing.

I don't, I don't know if it's dead.

I don't, I don't know this number.

Hello?