Sex, Lies, and Videotape

You let a total stranger record your sexual
life, but you won't tell your own sister?

- Apparently.
- Did he ask you to take your clothes off?

Did he ask me to take my clothes off?
No, he didn't.

- Did you take your clothes off?
- Yes.

- Cynthia!
- What?

- Why did you do that?
- Because I wanted to.

- But why did you want to?
- Because I wanted him to see me.

You're crazy. He could be
bouncin' it off some satellite.

- Some horny old men could be watchin'.
- Ann! He wouldn't do that.

- You don't know that for sure.
- Well, it's too late now, isn't it?

- Did he touch you?
- No.

- Did you touch him?
- No.

Did anybody touch anybody?
Well, yes.
Don't tell me.
Don't tell me. Don't tell me. You didn't.
- I did.
- You didn't.

- I did!
- Oh, my God. Cynthia!

You're in trouble.
Listen to you. You sound like Momma.
What are you talkin' about?

God, Cynthia.
- I couldn't do that in front of John.
- You couldn't do it, period.

- I mean, you don't even know him.
- I feel like I do.

You don't.
You can't trust him. He's perverted.

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?

- I don't wanna talk about it.
- OK, then, don't.