Ben Affleck by Herb Ritts

Oh, I’m gonna destroy you. Destroy us? We’re the ones with the proof of the first daughter whoring it up- These are children, you sick sons of bitches!

three wishes, to be exact. and ixnay on the wishing for more wishes. that’s all. Three. uno, dos, tres. no substitutions, exchanges or refunds.

Had you ever worked with [Robert Duvall] before? (x)