That Dewey is sitting, and that Bert is naked, and that his privates are in Dewey's face and the viewer's is probably enough to make anyone quit drinking coffee cold turkey.
She got naked and rolled around in the mud in At Play in the Fields of the Lord, and she's similarly fearless in a scene here where she surprises a hot-tubbing Jack Nicholson by stepping into the Jacuzzi au naturel.
But usually we aren't being stripped by a scurrilous Eurotrash banker and forced to endure a ball beating like the one James Bond suffered at the hands of Le Chiffre in.