At First Sight Page #2

Virgil stops at a main roadway as Amy comes up behind him.

AMY:

Virgil, hey.

Virgil turns - sunglasses on - looks directly at Amy.

VIRGIL:

Yes.

AMY:

It's Amy - Amy Tremont.

VIRGIL:

Of course - you were sleeping,

didn't want to wake you.

AMY:

Yes thanks - you're the skater, right -

I saw you last night, coming in.

Pretty mean slapshot.

You play on some team or something?

VIRGIL:

Yeah, something. You a hockey fan?

AMY:

Always liked it - never get around to

seeing a game. But I loved to skate

as a kid - unfortunately I have two left feet.

VIRGIL:

(playing with her)

They look perfectly OK with me.

Amy laughs, starts relaxing - unconsciously starts to flirt. Head

cocked, shifts her weight on one foot, moving slightly closer.

AMY:

I love the view you get here.

VIRGIL:

Same here - I never get used to it.

Just then a YELLOW SCHOOL BUS pulls up in front of him and WHOOSH

the doors pop open revealing CARL KIPLING, black, a hundred years

old. Virgil turns as a few kids pile off the bus..

VIRGIL:

Well, this is my ride.

Hey Tommy, my man.

And with his hand extended a kid high fives it. Amy looks up - a BUS

full of young school kids. Seems odd.

TOMMY:

Virge.

As the kid moves off.

AMY:

Well, I just wanted to apologize for back there -

blubbering like that - I was just in a weird place.

VIRGIL:

And now...

AMY:

Now, I'm fine - so I wanted to

thank- you. For what you did.

VIRGIL:

For making you cry.

AMY:

No, I made me cry - and you handled

it great - didn't freak or anything.

(beat)

Is my mascara smeared or something?

VIRGIL:

(laughs)

No. Why?

AMY:

You're just looking at me funny.

CARL:

Virgil - lets move it.

VIRGIL:

As I said earlier - I just never get used to the view.

Virgil starts towards the bus, reaching behind to his pack. Pulls

something out.

VIRGIL:

See you tomorrow.

And CLICK, CLICK, CLICK - a WHITE CANE unfolds in his hand. And he

taps his way to the bus.

AMY:

See you... oh my God.

VIRGIL:

What?

AMY:

You're, you're -- I'm so sorry.

VIRGIL:

(smile)

Hey, you already apologized once

- no need to overdo it. Bye now.

Amy doesn't know how to respond. And he moves into the front seat of

the bus - amongst "Hey Virgil's" from the school kids and Ca-chunk

the doors close - the Yellow Bus steaming off - past Amy, as she

stares at Virgil in the front seat - about to wave to him - then

realizing he wouldn't see.

As she turns and watches the bus move off down the street - a hand

comes out - Virgil's - and waves good-bye.

EXT. VIRGIL'S HOME.- DUSK

The BUS stopping in front of Virgil's home - a side-by-side DUPLEX

at the edge of surrounding woods.

Virgil steps into the street and with a HONK the bus pulls away. He

turns, grazes his hand across a tree out front - and starts towards

his home.

AT THE PORCH - he hesitates at the first door. Finds it with his

hand - then raps on it.

No answer. He moves over to his own door - and goes inside.

INT. VIRGIL'S HOME - EVENING

As he enters, Sophie, an aging LAB, lays on the couch.

VIRGIL:

Get of f the couch, Sophie.

As the dog slides guiltily off the couch.

VIRGIL:

Some seeing eye dog -

more like sleeping eye dog.

Virgil bends down as he passes the coffee table to pick up the

REMOTE CONTROL placed just so. Click - a Game Show pops on.

VIRGIL:

Met a girl today - nice voice -

followed me out of the building.

Sophie barks.

VIRGIL:

No she wasn't a stalker.

CLOSE ON Virgil's hand flipping open a large book marked "TV HOCKEY

SCHEDULE" - it's completely WHITE - all in BRAILLE.

JENNIE (O.S.)

Sophie's just worried about you -

she watches too many horror movies.

In the kitchen, JENNIE ANDERSON, older than Virgil, simply dressed,

putting a just made dinner carefully onto a plate.

VIRGIL:

Hey, you're here - so how

are the kids today?

Running his hand down the pure white page - he finds what he wants:

BAP - he hits the channel changer and the game comes on.

JENNIE:

The usual - need a lot of attention. So who's the girl?

Moving into the kitchen, Virgil puts the remote to the side of the

refrigerator where it VELCRO sticks to an exact spot.

VIRGIL:

From the spa. I made her cry.

JENNIE:

You haven't done that since--

VIRGIL/JENNIE

-- grade school.

VIRGIL:

(smile)

That's what I told her. Coke?

Virgil moves past Jennie as she goes into the living room - hand up,

door open and he's got a glass. Back to the fridge, he grabs a coke.

JENNIE:

I'm fine. Your dinner's ready - chicken's

at 3 o'clock - rice is at...

VIRGIL:

6 o'clock, peas at 9 o'clock

and news at 11.

Jennie places Virgil's dinner down in an exact spot on a coffee

table (facing away from the TV).

JENNIE:

(laughs)

One day I'm going to switch them on you.

VIRGIL:

And one day I'll play forward

for the New York Rangers.

Four precise steps into the room and Virgil plops down on the sofa -

finds his fork. Jennie moves to a counter where a pile of school

books sit.

JENNIE:

Ha - ha. You need new jokes.

VIRGIL:

Or a new sister.

JENNIE:

I'd work on the jokes.

Picking up the books she moves past Virgil - pecks him on the head

and moves to the door.

VIRGIL:

You want to watch some hockey?

JENNIE:

(at the door)

You want to grade some spelling tests?

(beat)

I'll be next door you need me.

She leaves and Virgil pats the couch and Sophie hops up next to him.

VIRGIL:

You know this girl - for one moment -

she actually thought I could

(Sophie grumbles as she settles in)

I'm not kidding.

(beat) And she had this great voice - relaxing -

soft like a breeze through

(beat)

Wonder what she thinks about "blind dates."

INT. AMY'S ROOM - EVENING

Amy in bed - just out of the shower - the only light in the room

comes from the TV. She has the remote, mindlessly switching channels

- not staying on one for more than a second or two.

Click - an Odd Couple rerun - click - ESPN bowling - click - Three

Stooges - Moe poking Curly in the eye - click - click - click.

Bored, she stops - notices a small scarf on a chair next to the bed.

She picks it up, holds it against her eyes and ties it tight around

her head.

She stands - hands out in front of her - starts to walk across the

room - not so bad - WHAM - right into a side table. Sh*t that hurts!

Grabbing her leg, she hops - hits a lamp.

AMY:

DAMMIT!

Ripping the towel of f her head - hopping around on one foot - she

hears:

KNOCK KNOCK:

AMY:

Coming!

Rubbing her leg - she limps/half walks to the door - opens it to:

Virgil:
dark glasses, cane, smile

AMY:

Virgil..?

She pulls a towel in closer - then realizes it doesn't matter

VIRGIL:

My turn to apologize. I should have told

you I was blind it wasn't fair.

AMY:

That's OK. You want to come in -

I just got out of the shower - give me

a minute to get changed?

VIRGIL:

(as he moves in)

Sure, I promise I won't look.

As Amy starts to get changed in the bathroom.

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