Pauley Perrette credited as playing...
Cecilia Wiznarski
- Romy Sullivan: [the two of them lugging heavy duvet] Okay, we take everything valuable, stick it in the closet, and bolt the door. You never know what kinda kleptos and creeps are gonna show up.
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: [dampened] Ooh, I'm so excited!
- Romy Sullivan: Keep telling yourself, it's twenty bucks a creep! Twenty bucks a creep!
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: [going through the ante-doors] Ah, you're in.
- [a knock, and she rushes to go answer]
- Romy Sullivan: [left with the heavy job] Make it quick!
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: [opens, ducks back] Ugh. Damn, it's Cecilia.
- [fake enthusiasm:]
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: Look, Romy, it's Cecilia.
- Cecilia Wiznarski: [entering] So, I saw you guys carrying in the cases full of liquor.
- Romy Sullivan: [still weighed down] Would somebody give me a hand here?
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: [rushing to assist] Sorry.
- Cecilia Wiznarski: You know, it's funny, I don't remember anyone getting building approval to throw a party.
- Romy Sullivan: Oh, give us a break! Cecilia, you throw a party, like, every week! What do you care if we have one?
- Cecilia Wiznarski: [toying with a bottle of liquor] I care... When some jerk, that you invited, breaks a window or bursts in the stairwell and I get a call from the landlord.
- Romy Sullivan: [giving in] We're charging twenty bucks a head. What's your cut?
- Cecilia Wiznarski: A third.
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: Deal.
- Drunk: [loser, at bar] You know how she did it? Right before the dessert. Like she expected me to sit there. Eating my $8 nectarine cobbler while she dumped me. And... I had to pick up the check...
- [indicates drink]
- Drunk: Pour it.
- Cecilia Wiznarski: [to bar lady Sarah] Whoa, wait, wait, wait! That's the brand-name stuff!
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: Yeah, so?
- Cecilia Wiznarski: So, you switch it off with generic. Just so you know, I am not losing my piece of the door because you can't control your overhead.
- Drunk: [continuing sad story] So, anyway, just a month ago, we were looking at getting a condo. How does this sound? I mean, three years, and suddenly, it's not working?
- [whiny tone:]
- Drunk: We're not working?
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: You mean, how does someone go from wanting to spend the rest of their life with you, to, in like... three weeks, deciding it's over? Because continuing the relationship requires some flexibility on their part...?
- [shakes head]
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: I don't know. Maybe it means it wasn't love. You know, that it... that it... felt like love and it looked like love, but it was something else... Something
- [chokes]
- Sarah Reeves Merrin: less.
- [turns away from the man, leaving him in dismayed state as well]