Robert Wisdom credited as playing...
Mr. Scott (segment "Fiction")
- [Vi and Mr. Scott are having sex]
- Mr. Scott: Say, "Nigger, fuck me."
- Vi: Oh, but I... I can't... say that.
- Mr. Scott: Say, "Ni..."
- Vi: Ni...
- Mr. Scott: "... gger."
- Vi: ...gger.
- Mr. Scott: Say, "Nigger."
- Vi: Nigger.
- Mr. Scott: "Fuck me hard."
- Vi: Fuck... me... hard.
- Mr. Scott: Again!
- Vi: Nigger, fuck me hard!
- Mr. Scott: Again!
- Vi: Nigger, fuck me hard!
- Mr. Scott: [yelling] AGAIN!
- Vi: [screaming] NIGGER, FUCK ME HARD!
- Mr. Scott: I don't know about what happened... because once you start writing, it ALL becomes fiction.
- Mr. Scott: [critiquing a story] Callow... and coy. Jane wants more, but isn't honest enough to admit it. In the end she returns to the safety of her crippled... translation, sexually impotent... boyfriend.
- Marcus (segment "Fiction"): This is bullshit! Her story was the truth!
- Joyce (segment "Fiction"): Right.
- Sue (segment "Fiction"): It's unbelievable!
- Elli (segment "Fiction"): It's clichéd!
- Amy (segment "Fiction"): It's disgusting!
- Vi: But it happened!
- Mr. Scott: I don't know about what happened, Vi, because once you start writing, it all becomes fiction. Still... it certainly is an improvement over your last story. There is now at least a beginning, a middle, and an end.
- Mr. Scott: Catherine is right. Your story is a piece of shit. You express nothing but banalities, and, formally speaking, are unable to construct a single compelling sentence. You ride on a wave of clichés so worn, in fact, it actually approaches a level of grotesquerie. And your subtitle... "The Rawness of Truth"... is that supposed to be a joke of some sort? Or are you just being pretentious?