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: This sure doesn't taste like an iced tea. Sebastian
: It's from Long Island.
[Cecile returns home in the morning with her clothes rumpled and hair disheveled
] Bunny Caldwell
: Jesus Christ, where have you been? Cecile Caldwell
: My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible. Cecile Caldwell
: But that would make me a slut, wouldn't it? Kathryn
: Cecile, everybody does it; it's just that nobody talks about it. Cecile Caldwell
: So, it's like a secret society? Kathryn
: That's one way looking at it.
[under her breath
: Fucking idiot...
: Cecile, you know what would be super-duper sexy? If you lost all the clothes. Cecile Caldwell
: I don't think so.
[Cecile is wearing a shirt with a big koala bear on it
: My, what an adorable shirt you're wearing! Cecile Caldwell
: Thanks, my dad took me on a trip to Australia. Sebastian
: And how are things down under?
[looks up her skirt
: Blossoming, I hope.
: [after kissing
] See? That wasn't so scary. Cecile Caldwell
: It was nothing. Kathryn
: Okay, let's try it again only this time I'm gonna stick my tongue in your mouth, and when I do that I want you to massage my tongue with yours. And that's what first base is. Cecile Caldwell
: Okay! Kathryn
: Eyes closed.
[they french kiss
: Not bad. Cecile Caldwell
: That was cool!
: He took down my pants and he started writing the alphabet but he was writing it with his tongue.
: [Kathryn is watching Cecile from a video cam
] Peace out. Kathryn
: Peace out? What a moron.
: [Cecile is playing the cello badly
] I suck! I SUCK!
: We will only write this time, won't we?
Madame de Rosemonde
: Ah, my sweet girl. If I understand what these people have been saying, you have a dilemma. Cecile
: I do? Madame de Rosemonde
: Tell me, if it were up to you, would you rather marry that Monsieur de... eh... Mertuil
: Gercourt. Madame de Rosemonde
: Exactly, Gercourt. Or the other one? The one with the harp. Mertuil
: Well, I... I... I'll do whatever my Maman wants me to do. Valmont
: But that is not what my aunt is asking you. Forget Maman. If you had the choice, who would you pick? You, yourself? Madame de Rosemonde
: Oh! I... I... I guess I would marry Monsieur de Gercourt, and... keep Monsieur Danceny for a lover?
[Cécile is startled by a sudden noise, Valmont gets up to investigate
] Vicomte de Valmont
: It's only the wind.
[Cécile is gasping
] Vicomte de Valmont
: Where are you? It's nothing to be frightened about. Cécile de Volanges
: Yes there is. I'm bleeding!
Cécile de Volanges
: Are you saying I'm going to have to do
] Cécile de Volanges
: THAT with three different men? Marquise de Merteuil
: I'm saying, you stupid little girl, that provided you take a few elementary precautions you can do it or not as often as you like, with as many different men as you like, in as many different ways as you like.