Ann: Being happy isn't all that great. I mean... the last time I was... really happy... I got really fat.
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Ann: Being happy isn't all that great. I mean... the last time I was... really happy... I got really fat.
Ann: Garbage. All I've been thinking about all week is garbage. I mean, I just can't stop thinking about it.
Ann: It makes me angry because I can't justify being angry.
Ann: You never used to say the word "fucking."
Graham: One woman used up only 3 minutes, and another used three 2-hour tapes.
Ann: I always lose my keys. I hate that.
Ann: You can't possibly trust him. He's perverted.
Ann: That's beautiful... That's really beautiful.
Graham: So, are you here to - make me feel bad for making her feel bad?
John Mullany: I should have known when he showed up dressed like some undertaker for the art world.
John Mullany: Did you make one of these God damn videotapes?
John Mullany: Oh, Mr. Honesty, huh! Mr. Apostle of Truth!
Cynthia: Give me the Zen Master's address, I'll think of a reason to stop by.
Ann: Being happy isn't all that great. I mean... the last time I was... really happy... I got really fat.
Ann: Garbage. All I've been thinking about all week is garbage. I mean, I just can't stop thinking about it.
Ann: It makes me angry because I can't justify being angry.
John Mullany: Oh, Mr. Honesty, huh! Mr. Apostle of Truth!
Ann: You never used to say the word "fucking."
Graham: One woman used up only 3 minutes, and another used three 2-hour tapes.
Ann: I always lose my keys. I hate that.
Ann: You can't possibly trust him. He's perverted.
Ann: That's beautiful... That's really beautiful.
Ann: Garbage. All I've been thinking about all week is garbage. I mean, I just can't stop thinking about it.
Ann: You never used to say the word "fucking."
Graham: So, are you here to - make me feel bad for making her feel bad?
John Mullany: Did you make one of these God damn videotapes?
Graham: You're right, I've got a lot of problems... But they belong to me. Ann: You think they're yours, but they're not. Everybody that walks in that door becomes part of your problem. Anybody that comes in contact with you. I didn't want to be part of your problem, but I am. I'm leaving my husband, and maybe I would have anyway, but the fact is, is, I'm doing it now, and part of it's because of you. You've had an effect on my life. Graham: This isn't supposed to happen. I've spent nine years structuring my life so this didn't happen.
John Mullany: I'm sorry? Graham: No, it's just, I, you know, I just think - right now I have one key and everything I own is in the car, and I just... I like that, you know? I mean, I just, if I get an apartment, that two keys, if I... get a job, you know, I might have to open or close, that's more keys, you know, buy some stuff, I'm afraid it's gonna get ripped off, or something, and I get more keys, and I just, I, you know, I just like having the one key, it's clean. Ann: You're not gonna worry in losing them, I always lose my keys, I hate that.
Cynthia: It's weird thinking about it now. The organ itself seemed like a, a separate thing, um, a separate entity to me. I mean, when he finally pulled it out, and I could look at it and touch it, I completely forgot that there was a guy attached to it. I remember literally being startled when the guy spoke to me. Graham: What did he say? Cynthia: He said my hand felt good. Graham: Then what happened. Cynthia: And then I started moving my hand - and then he stopped talkin'.
Ann: I want out of this marriage. John Mullany: What? Ann: I. Want. Out. Of. This. *Marriage.*
Graham: So, I don't... I don't understand, uh, what made you want to come here. I can't imagine Ann painted a very flattering portrait of me. Cynthia: Yeah, well, see, um, I don't really listen to Ann when it comes to men. I mean, look at John, for Christ's sake.
Ann: I've just got all this time on my hands, and I just sit around and start inventing these, like, intricate scenarios... Ann: And then I don't want to have wasted all my time, so I want to believe in them.
John Mullany: Things are getting too complicated. Cynthia: No... they're gettin' real simple.
John Mullany: By definition you're lying to Ann too. Cynthia: Yeah, right. But, I didn't take a vow in front of God and everyone to be faithful to Ann. John Mullany: Well, are we gonna do it or not?
Ann: I thought about you. Have you thought about me? Graham: Yes. Ann: What did you think? Graham: I thought about what you would look like having an orgasm. Ann: I'd like to know what I look like havin' an orgasm. Can you do that?
Ann: Did he touch you? Cynthia: No. Ann: Did you touch him? Cynthia: No. Ann: Did anybody touch anybody? Cynthia: Well... yes. Ann: Don't tell me... don't tell me... don't tell me. You didn't! Cynthia: I did. Ann: You didn't! Cynthia: I did. Ann: You didn't! Cynthia: I did! Ann: God, Cynthia! You're in trouble. Cynthia: Listen to you. You sound like Mama.
Ann: So, all these are... are interviews, huh? Graham: Uh, yes. Ann: Can we watch one? Graham: No, I'd - uh, no. Ann: Why not? Graham: Well, I... promised each of the subjects that no one would see the videotapes except for me. Ann: What are the interviews about? Graham: The interviews are about sex. Ann: Sex? What about sex? Graham: Everything about sex. Ann: Like what? Graham: What they've done. What they do. What they want to do; but, are afraid to ask for. What they wouldn't do even if asked.
John Mullany: I wasn't going to say anything, 'cause I thought you'd be devastated. But looking at you now. John Mullany: Yeah, I fucked Elizabeth. Before your problem. Hell, while you two were going out. She was nothing special. She was good in bed. John Mullany: She sure could keep a secret. That's about all I can say about her.
Cynthia: I'd trust him before I'd trust you. John Mullany: God, that hurts if you say that to me. Cynthia: Come on, John! You're fucking your wife's sister. You're a liar; but, at least I know you're a liar.
Barfly: This is too much. I'm wearing red, you're wearing red. That's quite a coincidence... Ann: Look, I'm married. Barfly: Really? Are you very married? Ann: Married enough Barfly: Oh. Oh. I see. Well, that shouldn't stop us... Ann: I'm just here to see my sister. OK? Barfly: Oh, really? Who's your sister?... Is she married?
Graham: Do you have orgasms? Ann: I don't think so. I mean, I guess, since I'm not sure, that I've never had one.
Ann: Why do these tapes all have women's names on them? Graham: Well, I enjoy interviewing women more than men.
Ann: God, Cynthia, I couldn't even do that in front of John. Cynthia: You couldn't even do it period.
Cynthia: Would you like me to take my skirt off? Graham: If you wish. Graham: You're not wearing any underwear.
John Mullany: Isn't therapy helping at all? Ann: Oh, John, I don't know. I just feel so stupid sitting there talking about my little problems when I know those poor children are starving. John Mullany: Well, quitting your therapy's not gonna - not gonna feed the children in Ethiopia.
Ann: So, where do you get your money from? For rent and - tapes - and stuff like that? Graham: Underneath my mattress. Ann: And what are you going to do when this money runs out?
John Mullany: Did you have to masturbate in front of him? Cynthia: I felt like it! God damn, you and Ann make such a big deal out of it. John Mullany: You told her about this? Cynthia: Oh, yeah. She is my sister. I do tell her almost everything.
Cynthia: Mm. No. Not really. I... Cynthia: I didn't... I sort of... I didn't think it would have, uhm, veins or ridges or anything. I just thought it would be smooth like a test tube. It's weird thinking about it now. The organ itself seemed like a - a separate thing, uhm, a separate entity to me. I mean, when he finally pulled it out, and I could look at it and touch it, I completely forgot that there was a guy attached to it. I remember literally being startled when the guy spoke to me. Graham: What did he say? Cynthia: He said my hand felt good. Graham: Then what happened? Cynthia: And then I started moving my hand - and then he stopped talkin'.
John Mullany: Ann, answer me. Answer me, god dammit. Did he? Ann: Yes. John Mullany: That backstabbing son of a bitch! Oh, Mr. Honesty, huh!
Ann: It's his house. He pays the mortgage. Therapist: Yes, but he asked you to quit your job and you do have housework. Ann: Yeah, I have housework. That's true.
Ann: You don't believe in therapy? Graham: No, I - I, you know, I - I believe in it for some people. I - I don't know, it was silly for me. I was confused going in. So, I just - I formed my own theory that - you should never take advice from someone that doesn't know you intimately. Ann: Oh, but, I'm - I know my therapist intimately. Graham: Oh, you've had sex with your therapist. Ann: No! No. No. Graham: Oh, I'm sorry. That's what I meant.
John Mullany: Cyndy, John. Will you be at my house in exactly one hour? Cynthia: You are *scum*. I'll be there.
Cynthia: Even if I decided to fuck his brains out, what business is that of yours? Ann: Why do you have to say that? Cynthia: Say what? Ann: You know what. You say it just to irritate me. Cynthia: I say it because its descriptive.
Graham: What is the most - unusual location you've ever masturbated in? Girl on Tape: Well, um, one time I was flying from Los Angeles to, um, New York. And I was, you know, it was a really crowded flight and I was - I was sitting in the middle, you know, I didn't get a window, I didn't get an aisle. It was really funny and I was - I was just - I was bored. And my magazines were just boring and I think I had like a woman's magazine. There were - they touch on a lot of sexual issues and stuff like that. I was just thinking to myself, God, that's what I need. I need a little - something to take my mind off this trip. So, I was just, you know, just thinking away and then I just - I just did it on the plane. Just between these two people. I - nobody knew. Graham: How were you able to not betray what was going on, to the people around you? Girl on Tape: Well, you know, I have really strong muscles.
