Bryce Dallas Howard and Jessica Chastain were in the bedroom at Jessica's home. They had worked together before on The Help, and became close friends on the set, and now they were both offered parts in another movie, this time as sisters, so they decided to get together with a bottle of wine, and go over the script.
"Sister," Jessica read, "know that, no matter which man I marry, I will always love you above all." She sat at the foot of the bed, while Bryce lay at the other end, with her knees up. Both had a good laugh at the dialogue (to be fair, part of this was due to intoxication).
"Oh, my God, who wrote this?" Bryce said, laughing her ass off.
"I know! I mean, the homuh-erotiss—" Jessica stumbled a little on the word. "Ho-mo-er-ot-ic-is-im. God, maybe I've had enough of this." She punctuated this by taking another swig of wine. Bryce held her hand out for the bottle, so Jess passed it to her, and she too took a gulp or two. "Anyway, the homo-eroticism is one thing, but between sisters?"
"Yeah, something tells me this writer has some weird issues." She took another hit, finishing off the bottle. "You know what? This is so nuts, we should both just take these parts, no matter how weird it gets from here."
"Oh, really? Even if it goes into full-on incest?"
"You think it might actually go there?"
