"The Spoils of Babylon" The Foundling (TV Episode 2014) - Isabella Acres as Young Cynthia Morehouse

Jonas Morehouse : You know God put me here on this earth for a reason. To extrapolate that oil.

Young Cynthia Morehouse : I'm not so sure you're using the word extrapolate properly.

Jonas Morehouse : You see these hands! This nation was built by hands like these. Honest hands. Mostly African and Chinese, laboring under the belief that hard word is a religion unto itself. There's oil down in that well, and I'm gonna expunge it. Not for me, though. Not for all the wealth in the world. But for all mankind. It shall be - my legacy.
Young Cynthia Morehouse : When I grow up, I'm going to be rich and have what I want and I'm not going to lift a finger. And if you're lucky, I'll marry you.

Young Devon Morehouse : You can't marry me. You heard father, I'm your brother now.

Young Cynthia Morehouse : Hardly. We're not even related. Kiss me.

Young Devon Morehouse : Are you crazy?

Young Cynthia Morehouse : Go on, kiss me! You know you want to, but you're scared.

Young Devon Morehouse : I ain't scared.

Young Cynthia Morehouse : Then prove it. Kiss me.

Devon Morehouse : And that was it. The kiss that sealed our fate. And it was a long kiss. Longer than I had anticipated considering we were just kids. Perhaps too long. That kiss would drive the two of us to our ruin. Such a kiss!

Isabella Acres: Young Cynthia Morehouse