The expression "In like Flynn" just about summed him up - this man would shag anything! Take this extract from a "conversation" between Howard Hughes and Errol Flynn:
HUGHES
So, Errol, you old son of a gun, how are you finding Las Vegas?
FLYNN
I'm finding Vegas fine, old sport, but for your information, I'm not a son of a gun, I'm the son of a bitch, the son of a whore.
HUGHES
Hey, Errol, that's no way to talk about your mother.
Errol crosses the room, picks up a bottle of vodka and pours himself a huge drink. We see that his hands are shaking.
FLYNN
I'll talk about her any way I damn well please.
HUGHES
So, Errol, did you ever f--k Jane Russell?
FLYNN
No. Did you?
HUGHES
Nah.
FLYNN
How about Ava Gardner?
HUGHES
No, but I sure tried. Did you?
FLYNN
No. I didn't even try.
HUGHES
How about Olivia de Havilland?
FLYNN
Only in my dreams.
HUGHES
How about Marlene Dietrich?
FLYNN
No, but my first wife did.
HUGHES
Ah yes, Lili Damita. She was a little spitfire, wasn't she?
FLYNN
She was a whole squadron of Focke-Wulfs.
The laugh heartily but crudely.
HUGHES
How about Tyrone Power?.
FLYNN
Well sure, everybody's fucked Tyrone Power.
They laugh crudely again.
HUGHES
You like a nice piece of ass, eh Errol?
FLYNN
I sure do, Howard, and frankly I don't mind what sex that ass is.
HUGHES
They tell me you've got a big piece of meat in your pants.
FLYNN
Well, you know, Howard, size is in the eye of the beholder.
HUGHES
In the eye, say, that's a new one.
Hughes then asks Flynn if he is a man who likes to be on the receiving end of anal intercourse, to which Flynn responds no, implying that he is strictly an oral man. Flynn then nonchalantly offers to go down and perform fellatio on Hughes. Hughes, however, declines, saying he'd rather go to the casino and "risk a few bucks at the roulette wheel." Flynn airily wishes him luck, and they each go their way.
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