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As Rigina has her feet gnawed on by flesh eating fish, Mr. Collins tries to relax and eat his chocolate. But, unfortunately for him, Rigina just won't be quiet until he learns what is really causing her pain.
FADE IN: INT. A HIGH-END BEAUTY SALON, DECORATED IN A SLEEK, MODERN STYLE ENHANCED WITH THE USE OF NEOCLASSICAL LINES. A MARBLE BARRICADE THAT SUBSTITUTES AS A FRONT DESK IS MANNED BY AN IMPECCABLY COIFED WOMAN WITH A DRILL SERGEANT’S BEARING. A young, bright woman with spiked electric-blue hair that explodes off her scalp and wearing a tattered, patched, and studded Ramones jacket bounces through the entrance and across the cavernous lobby to the desk. CUSTOMER Hello, my name is Rigina Lovell. I have an appointment. Who with? COIFED WOMAN
RIGINA Martha Featherstone. The Coifed Woman consults her book. COIFED WOMAN Ah, yes. Here you are. But Ms. Featherstone is behind today, so may I invite you to the air bar, or if you like, you can also begin by having a fish pedicure. Fish pedicure? RIGINA
COIFED WOMAN Yes. Certain types of carp eat the dead skin from your feet. Would you care to try it? RIGINA And does Ms. Featherstone recommend this? Highly. Hell, why not? once. COIFED WOMAN RIGINA I’ll try anything
COIFED WOMAN Then right this way. (CONTINUED)
2. CONTINUED: Rigina follows the coifed woman to the pedicure seats, which have larger, deeper bowls then normal and which are filled with darting swarms of silvery fish. Rolling up her pant legs and removing her shoes, she eases into the only free seat. Rigina lowers her feet into the tank, and instantly she begins to squirm in her seat and laugh as the fish attack her feet. Rigina’s neighbor, a stern faced man with a detached air, stiffens as her laughter bounces around the spotless room. RIGINA Does this always tickle? COIFED WOMAN Only to start. It should pass in a few minutes. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get back to the front, I’ll send the waiter by, Ms. Lovell. Is there anything I can get you Mr. Collins? No. MR. COLLINS Thank you.
The Coifed Woman leaves and for a few minutes, Rigina tries to suppress her mirth. Eventually though, she turns to her neighbor. RIGINA So, have you ever had this treatment before? Yes. MR. COLLINS
RIGINA Do you think it works? Obviously. MR. COLLINS
RIGINA Ah...So, then do you come here often? Every week. The waiter arrives. WAITER Hello Ms. Lovell, Mr. Collins. Can I get you anything? I have water, chocolate, juice, wine, apple slices, and cheese. (CONTINUED) MR. COLLINS
3. CONTINUED: (2) MR. COLLINS Chocolate and wine. RIGINA Some apples and cheese please. The waiter serves Mr. Collins a large dark chocolate bar and red wine and Rigina the slices and swiss cheese. Mr. Collins sips his wine, while Rigina starts munching her apple slices. RIGINA (CONT’D) Would you like some of this? No. MR. COLLINS Thank you.
RIGINA That looks like good chocolate. It is. MR. COLLINS
RIGINA You’re not really into talking, are you? MR. COLLINS And what would give you that idea. RIGINA Because all I get out of you is one word answers. MR. COLLINS Yet you’re going to persist in speaking to me. RIGINA Well, we’ll never get to know one another if we don’t chat. MR. COLLINS And why should we get to know one another? RIGINA Oh, come on...haven’t you always wanted to say you’ve got a blue haired woman in your life and not mean some old broad with sagging tits? Collins chokes on his wine a bit, and looking away, opens his chocolate and resolutely begins to eat. (CONTINUED)
4. CONTINUED: (3) RIGINA (CONT’D) Did you know that dark chocolate is supposed to be good for your heart? No. I didn’t. MR. COLLINS
RIGINA Yeah...they say a little every day will lower your cholesterol. MR. COLLINS Look, Ms. Lovell, was it? I know that you want to talk to me. Why I can’t fathom, and I really don’t care. You’re here, what, because you’re going to get married and you wanted to treat yourself to a day at an expensive spa? No. I.. RIGINA
MR. COLLINS You what. Just make a habit out of annoying whomever you sit next to? RIGINA No. I’m here because it’s November 5th. MR. COLLINS And what’s that got to do with it? RIGINA It’s the day my daughter died. MR. COLLINS Oh...ah...what happened? RIGINA We were going to get her nails painted for the first time when we were hit by a drunk driver. I made it. She didn’t. Now I come to get my nails done the 5th every year. I...I...I don’t know why...but she was always so outgoing...maybe that’s why I kept trying to talk to you...fuck...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin your day...and look...first I wouldn’t shut up, and now I’ve given you my sob story. (CONTINUED)
5. CONTINUED: (4) MR. COLLINS What was her name? Yes. COIFED WOMAN Ms. Lovell. RIGINA (CONT’D)
COIFED WOMAN Ms. Featherstone is ready for you. If you will follow me. Nodding, Rigina stands up. RIGINA (Sofly) Her name was Isabelle. But I always called her Izzy. MR. COLLINS That’s a beautiful name. And Ms. Lovell...I’m sorry...and...for what it’s worth, you’re right. It is nice to know a blue haired woman who has perky tits. Smiling weakly, Rigina extracts her feet, examining them closely. RIGINA What do you know...it works. MR. COLLINS (chuckling) It does. And quite well. And Ms. Lovell... Rigina. RIGINA Call me Rigina.
MR. COLLINS Rigina. Here. I’m told chocolate is good for the heart. Handing her the rest of his bar of chocolate, he watches her head off, and then standing, he leaves, paying both his bill and Rigina’s bill as he does. FADE TO BLACK.