Aww... Biatches. Killing unborn kids (If it has legs and a heart it can't be named "not living", so that's still murder, for me at least). An unwanted child should still be brought to life and loved by his mother. Good with the good and bad with the bad, that's life. You fiuck with a handsome man with big muscles and a big duck, you pay the price of the birth.
If women (not generalising intentionally, not wanting to be mean) would stop being such wholes and care for themselves until they find a good, trustly partner to bang with and have a child, we'd live in an, aproximately, utopia.
All short, BOO ABORTIONS. Why did they get pregnant in the first place? HMMM?
Mind my "dirty" words, as I disguised them a bit.
This movie perfectly presents the dusk of humanity.