The Sixth Sense Page #13

LYNN:

It was Grandma's. It's not for

playing.

(beat)

What if it broke? You know how sad

I'd be.

COLE:

You'd cry. Cause you miss grandma

so much.

LYNN:

(soft)

That's right. So why do you take

it, sweetheart?

COLE:

Sometimes people think they lose

things and they didn't really lose

them. It just gets moved.

LYNN:

Did you move the bumble bee pendant?

Cole shakes his head, "No." Lynn just stares.

LYNN:

You didn't take it before. You

didn't take it the time after that.

And now, you didn't take it again?

COLE:

Don't get mad.

LYNN:

So who moved it?

Cole doesn't answer.

LYNN:

There's only two of us.

(beat)

Maybe someone came in our house --

took the bumble bee pendant out of

my closet, and then laid it nicely

in your drawer?

(beat)

Is that what happened?

COLE:

(soft)

Maybe.

Lynn just stares at Cole.

LYNN:

I'm so tired, Cole. I'm tired in

my body. I'm tired in my mind.

I'm tired in my heart. I need a

little help here.

(beat)

I don't know if you noticed -- but

our little family isn't doing so

good.

Lynn folds her napkin quietly.

LYNN:

I'm praying for us, but I must not

be praying right.

(beat)

It looks like we're just going to

have to answer each other's prayers.

If we can't talk to each other --

we're not going to make it.

(beat)

Now baby, tell me... I won't be

mad, honey... Did you take the

bumble bee pendant?

Beat. Cole's eyes start to water up.

COLE:

No.

Lynn goes cold.

LYNN:

You've had enough roast beef. You

need to leave the table.

Cole just stares at his mother's expression.

LYNN:

(yells)

Go!

Cole gets up -- never taking his eyes off his mother -- and

leaves the room.

CUT TO:

INT. HALL - NIGHT

Cole enters the DARK HALLWAY. He gets startled by the SOUND OF

HIS PUPPY GROWLING.

Sebastian comes racing down the hall and scurries past Cole.

Cole watches his puppy dart into the living room and under a

couch.

Cole slowly turns back and looks down the hall.

THE DOOR TO COLE'S ROOM SITS AT THE END OF THE CORRIDOR. IT'S

ALMOST SHUT. COLE WATCHES AS THE DOOR BEGINS TO OPEN VERY

SLOWLY. IT OPENS WIDE. COLE DOESN'T MOVE AN INCH.

SUDDENLY IN THE STILLNESS AND THE DARKNESS, A SMALL FIGURE

SCURRIES FROM ANOTHER BEDROOM INTO THE BLACKNESS OF COLE'S ROOM.

IT HAPPENS LIKE A FLASH.

Cole stops breathing.

THE FIGURE SLOWLY STEPS OUT FROM COLE'S DOORWAY.

IT'S A BOY. A FEW YEARS OLDER THAN COLE.

THE BOY WHISPERS IN A LOW, HOARSE VOICE.

BOY:

Come on... I'll show you where my

dad keeps his gun... Come on.

THE BOY TURNS. WE SEE THAT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD IS MISSING AS HE

DISAPPEARS INTO THE DARKNESS OF COLE'S ROOM.

Cole is too terrified to move.

CUT TO:

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

Lynn is kneeling on the kitchen floor trying to coax the puppy

out of the broom closet.

COLE (o.s.)

Momma.

Lynn turns -- surprised to hear her son's voice. Lynn's eyes are

red from crying. She wipes them quickly with the back of her

hand.

Mother and son look at each other. Beat.

COLE:

If you're not very mad... Can I

sleep in your room tonight?

Lynn fights back some tears.

LYNN:

Look at my face, Cole.

Cole does. Lynn smiles at her son.

LYNN:

I'm not very mad.

Lynn hugs him. Beat.

LYNN:

Baby... Why are you shaking?

Cole doesn't answer.

LYNN:

Cole, what's wrong?

Cole just closes his eyes and holds his mom tight.

LYNN:

(desperate)

...Please tell me.

Cole doesn't say a word.

LYNN:

(crying)

Please.

CUT TO:

INT. ANTIQUE STORE - DAY

We are in an antique store. Filled floor to ceiling with

furniture and knickknacks.

Anna stands with a YOUNG COUPLE. All three lean over and peer

into a glass cabinet.

An antique engagement ring sits on a velvet stand.

ANNA:

It's Edwardian. Beautifully worked.

Entirely platinum with a mine cut

diamond and an actual color Burmese

Sapphire... It's timeless.

YOUNG MAN:

You got anything a little plainer?

The young woman looks at her beau.

YOUNG WOMAN:

Plainer? You want a plain ring to

go with your plain fiance. Is that

how it is?

YOUNG MAN:

No, baby. Don't get in a tizzy.

It's just... you're so beautiful...

you're like a Burmese Sapphire all

by yourself. You don't need all

that.

YOUNG WOMAN:

(disbelief)

Uh-huh.

Anna smiles as she takes the ring out of the cabinet.

ANNA:

Why don't you two hold it?

She places it in their hands.

ANNA:

Do you feel longing?

YOUNG WOMAN:

Excuse me?

ANNA:

When I touch this piece I feel a

longing. I imagine the woman who

owned this, loved a man deeply she

couldn't be with.

The young woman looks at Anna with great intrigue.

YOUNG WOMAN:

Did he have wavy hair and broad

shoulders?

The young man throws an odd glance at his fiance.

ANNA:

I don't know... But maybe...

(beat)

A lot of the pieces in this store

give me feelings. I think maybe

when people own things and then

they pass away -- a part of

themselves gets printed on those

things -- like fingerprints.

Beat. The young man and the young woman gaze at Anna silently.

They look down at the ring. They place their hands on it

reverently, delicately -- like checking for a pulse.

Anna can't hold back her sweet smile.

CUT TO:

INT. ANTIQUE STORE - DAY

Anna moves to the back desk where SEAN comes out. He's carrying

an antique bench in his arms. He places it down and takes a much

needed seat.

SEAN:

You don't need someone with a

masters. You need a wrestler guy

whose neck is larger than his head.

ANNA:

I need a wrestler with a masters.

Anna fills out the paperwork for the ring.

SEAN:

What's this?

Anna looks over to find Sean standing at his desk where a

BIRTHDAY PRESENT sits on his tabletop. Sean looks at her.

SEAN:

From you?

Anna nods, "yes."

SEAN:

Is it wrestling tights?

Anna smiles as she moves to his desk. Sean begins to tear off

the wrapping paper like a kid at Christmas.

Anna laughs. Sean holds up a weathered hardback copy of "THE

GREAT GATSBY." Beat.

ANNA:

It's a first edition.

SEAN:

Wow, this is too much. It's

perfect, Anna.

Sean puts down the book and hugs her. He pulls back a little,

still holding her. They smile at each other.

Beat. The moment goes on just that crucial fraction of a second

too long. Their smiles slowly melt away as they continue to hold

each other. Nothing happens for the longest time.

CRASH! A SHATTERING DOOR SLAM ECHOES THROUGH THE STORE. Anna

and Jeffery pull apart. They rush past the young man and the

young woman to the front of the store. They find the glass front

door cracked in a spider web pattern.

They carefully push open the door and step out onto the sidewalk.

Look around. No one in sight.

Anna stares down the empty street. A concerned expression on her

face.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - DAY

Malcolm walks angrily down the sidewalk. He stops as his hand

goes to his side. He winces with pain as he keeps walking.

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