In 1942, acclaimed Irish poet Brendan Behan was sent to a reform school. What he learned was that love knows no prison.
You can't score without taking a shot.
Girls like Tracy never tell their parents about guys like Rourke.
They just might be the biggest bunch of losers that ever became winners.
Everybody's looking for something.
Heroes will rise.
Some crimes find their criminals
Some kids should be left the hell alone.
Для него жизнь была игрой... пока игра не стала жизнью
A comic collision of chaos and coincidence
Love now, Live now...
Tender. Sparkling. Spellbinding.
До желанной тысячи не хватает ровно трёх нулей