That's it - I'm getting a divorce.
Amy smiles as she passes Susan and enters.
INT. VIRGIL'S MASSAGE ROOM - DAY
Virgil has his back to us as he prepares the table. The room is very
ordered - every vial, bottle, towel has its exact spot.
Hey, Amy, I'm Virgil - why don't you
get ready - hop up on the table.
Amy sees Virgil - his head turned slightly away - she drops her
sweats and lies on the table, face down - pulling the sheet to cover
Sounds like you're a genius at this.
That's right.. Mozart, Einstein, Virgil Anderson, massage therapist.
Now I'm going to start working somewhat deep -
you let me know if you want anything deeper.
Deeper is good - where I come from,
all you get is shallow.
I like that - deep it is.
CLICK - he hits a button on a CD player and as we hear the soulful
aria "Mira, 0 Norma" from Bellini's Norma.
First time in Pinecrest?
Came in late last night..
missed the town completely.
If you came in broad daylight,
you could still miss the town completely.
Slow moving cuts of Virgil, working long strokes over Amy's body - -
his hands gracefully LENGTHENING and STRETCHING her muscles.
Too much compute? work.
Bad chair - you should think about a change.
Virgil reaches his hands all the way down her spine and makes a move
that causes Amy to release a very deep guttural sound.
No.. ..... just right.
Amy is now lost in another world - as Virgil shifts - working gently
- not caressing - but molding - like a sculptor.
A moment and Amy, surprisingly, begins to cry - softly. Virgil stops
- takes a step back.