Sex, Lies, and Videotape

Besides, even if I decide
to fuck his brains out,

what business is that of yours?
- Why do you have to say that?
- Say what?

You know what.
You say it just to irritate me.

I say it because it's descriptive.
He doesn't strike me as a person
who would go in for that kinda thing.

- Ann, you always underestimate me.
- I wonder why.

I think you're afraid to put us in the same
room. You're afraid he'd be drawn to me.

Really, Cynthia,
I don't think he's your type.

My type?
How would you know what my type is?

Oh, I have a pretty good idea.
Ann, you don't have a clue.
Look, I don't even know
why we're discussin' this.

I mean, I'll just go over
and call him myself.

He doesn't have a phone.
Well, I'll call him when he does.
He won't.
What are you talkin' about?
He doesn't like to talk on the phone.
He's not getting a phone.

Oh, please.
OK, so give me the Zen master's address.
I'll think of a reason to stop by.

Please, just let me talk to him first.
Why? Just gimme the address.
You won't even have to be involved.

I don't feel right just giving you the
address so you can go over there and...

- And what?
- Do whatever it is you do.

"Do whatever it is you do"?
Listen to the way you talk.

- I talk fine.
- Thank you, I was still smoking that.

What'd you lose?