Laura San Giacomo credited as playing...
Cynthia
- Cynthia: [asked whether or not her first sight of a man's organ lived up to her expectations] Mm. No. Not really. I...
- [leans forward to put her drink on the floor]
- 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'.
- Cynthia: If Ann got freaked out by these, there must be something sexual: are these tapes of you having sex with these girls?
- Graham: No, not exactly.
- Cynthia: Well, either you are or your aren't; which is it?
- Graham: Why don't you let me tape you?
- Cynthia: Doing what?
- Graham: Talking.
- Cynthia: About what?
- Graham: About sex... your sexual history, sexual preferences.
- Cynthia: What makes you think I'd discuss that with you?
- Graham: Nothing.
- Cynthia: Hmm. And you just want to ask me questions?
- Graham: I just want to ask you questions.
- Cynthia: That's all.
- Graham: That's all.
- Cynthia: Is this how you get off or something? Taping women talking about their sexual experiences?
- Graham: Yes.
- 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?
- Cynthia: [entering Graham's apartment uninvited and unannounced] I'm Cynthia Bishop
- Graham: [looking confused] Who?
- Cynthia: [interrupting] I'm Ann Mullaney's sister
- Graham: The extrovert
- Cynthia: She musta been in a good mood when she said that; she usually calls me 'loud.'
- Graham: She called you that too!
- 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.
- 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.
- John Mullany: [after a videotape interview with Graham, Cynthia is extremely horny and calls John]
- [on the phone]
- John Mullany: I got a client waiting. I've already rescheduled him once. I'll have to do some pretty heavy duty juggling.
- Cynthia: Then get those balls in the air and get your butt over here!
- [hangs up, John juggles]
- John Mullany: [after some wild, passionate sex] You're on fire today.
- Cynthia: Yes. You can go now.
- Cynthia: I was eight years old, and, um, Michael Green, who was also eight, asked if he could watch me take a pee... And I said he could if I could watch him take one, too. So we went to the woods behind my house. And I got this feeling he was chickenin' out cos he kept sayin' "Ladies first!" So I pulled down my little panties and urinated, and he ran away before I even finished.
- Graham: Was it a topic of conversation between you after that?
- Cynthia: No! He kind of avoided me for the rest of the summer, and then his family moved away... To Cleveland, actually.
- Graham: What a shame. When did you finally see a penis?
- Cynthia: When I was 14.
- Graham: So, what'd you think? Was it what you expected it to be?
- Cynthia: No. Not really. I - I didn't - I sort of pictured it - um - I didn't think it would have - veins or ridges or anything. I just thought it would be smooth like a test-tube.
- John Mullany: Maybe I don't want to leave. Maybe I want to talk.
- Cynthia: John, we don't have *anything* to talk about.
- John Mullany: Yeah, you're right.
- 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: Ann, I don't understand why this freaks you out so much. You didn't do it, I did. And if it doesn't bother me, why should it bother you?
- Cynthia: You know, I'd like to do it at your house sometime. I must admit, the idea of doing it in my sister's bed gives me a perverse thrill.
- John Mullany: [naked in bed] I gotta go - I gotta go to the office.
- Cynthia: I only get one today? Oh, gee, how exciting.
- John Mullany: I already skipped one meeting, I gotta go get back.
- Cynthia: Look, John, if you want to leave, leave. My life doesn't revolve around these little get togethers. I mean, don't flatter yourself.
- John Mullany: [on the phone] Cyndy, John. Will you be at my house in exactly one hour?
- Cynthia: You are *scum*. I'll be there.