thea.curtis:
Love, puts things in perspective. Or maybe not.
thea.curtis:
In the same room.
thea.curtis:
Fifty years of blindness.
thea.curtis:
A close-up of a physical shape.
thea.curtis:
The sound of a furious cello solo.
thea.curtis:
She's in the picture.
thea.curtis:
People don't change.
thea.curtis:
They all have a name.
thea.curtis:
Of course she has a name! I just don't - we have to find her - something must have happened to her!
thea.curtis:
Someone's daughter, sister, girlfriend ... the girl next door? The girl with no name. She disappeared in May. Silence.
thea.curtis:
Just a person. I think you've seen her before. Maybe at the drugstore?
thea.curtis:
No, she's just a person. A friend.
thea.curtis:
A friend with no name.
thea.curtis:
Taking a nap in the shade of a palm tree.
thea.curtis:
The personal images of a life time.
thea.curtis:
That's like a rule or something. You're burning up.
thea.curtis:
Can you drive?
thea.curtis:
Please put the shades into a big, clear plastic bag.
thea.curtis:
Tea time.
thea.curtis:
I made myself a supergirl and put her in my profile.
thea.curtis:
I made myself a money man and hid him under the mattress.
thea.curtis:
I made myself a spider child and i put him in a matchbox.
thea.curtis:
The sound of running water.
thea.curtis:
A little later.
thea.curtis:
As she comes out of the kiss there is realization in her eyes that this is the final moment.
thea.curtis:
Motionless for a moment.
thea.curtis:
I'll make the call, but I think you need to send a Fax first
thea.curtis:
She moves out of the picture, toward the island. The time is 9.20.
thea.curtis:
The crowd is totally bewildered.
thea.curtis:
Three point one four one six ...
