At First Sight

Virgil has his back to us as he prepares the table. The room is very

ordered - every vial, bottle, towel has its exact spot.

VIRGIL:

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

herself.

AMY:

Sounds like you're a genius at this.

VIRGIL:

(laughs)

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.

AMY:

Deeper is good - where I come from,

all you get is shallow.

VIRGIL:

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.

VIRGIL:

First time in Pinecrest?

AMY:

Came in late last night..

missed the town completely.

VIRGIL:

If you came in broad daylight,

you could still miss the town completely.

Dissolve to:

Slow moving cuts of Virgil, working long strokes over Amy's body - -

his hands gracefully LENGTHENING and STRETCHING her muscles.

VIRGIL:

Too much compute? work.

AMY:

Uh-huh.

VIRGIL:

Bad chair - you should think about a change.

AMY:

(quiet)

Absolutely.

Virgil reaches his hands all the way down her spine and makes a move

that causes Amy to release a very deep guttural sound.

VIRGIL:

Too deep?

AMY:

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.

VIRGIL:

I - I'm sorry - it was too deep...

She cries for another few beats - then takes a breath.

AMY No - it.. it's not you..

It's just things have kinda built up,

I don't know why I'm crying.. look,

this is embarrassing...

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