EXT. CENTRAL PARK ARBOR – DAY
HARRY and SALLY walk through the park on a gorgeous fall day.
SALLY: Basically it’s the same one I’ve had since I was twelve.
HARRY: What happens?
SALLY: You know… it’s too embarrassing.
HARRY: Don’t tell me.
SALLY: Okay. There’s this guy.
HARRY: What’s he look like?
SALLY: I don’t know. He’s just kind of faceless.
HARRY: A faceless guy. Okay. Then what?
SALLY: He rips off my clothes.
HARRY: Then what happens?
SALLY: That’s it.
Both stop in their walk.
HARRY: That’s it? A faceless guy rips off your clothes. And that’s the sex fantasy you’ve been having since you were twelve? Exactly the same?
SALLY: Well, sometimes I vary it a little.
HARRY: Which part?
SALLY: What I’m wearing.
HARRY turns and keeps on walking.