«Sex always ends in kids or disease, or like, you know, relationships»

DEDEE: [as Dedee is walking away from Bill’s, looking for a ride and stopping under a tree, she narrates:] Seems like everybody’s having sex but me. Good for them. It’s not that I’m against sex. I mean, it was clever of God or evolution or whatever to hook the survival of the species to it because we’re gonna screw around no what. It was a smarter thing to pick than say… the instinct to share your toys or return phone calls. We’d have died out like eons ago. But on the minus side, god… all the *attachment* that goes with it. It’s like this net. Sex always ends in kids or disease, or like, you know, relationships. That’s exactly what I don’t want. I want the opposite of all that. Because it’s not worth it, not really, is it? When you think about it? [cut to montage of memories of heart-warming relationship scenes with Tom, Bill, and Lucia together, then with other cast characters, and ending with one of Dedee and Randy together back in Louisiana. Back to Dedee smoking with narration continuing:] OK, so maybe I’m wrong. Maybe it’s not all shit. Maybe…
God damn it.
Don Roos, The opposite of sex (1998), con Christina Ricci

Christina Ricci
Christina Ricci