The Sixth Sense Page #9

BRIDESMAID:

(T.V.)

No doubt about it. Anna's like my

sister. You better make her happy...

And I'm not talking about -- mmm

this tastes like real butter --

kind of happy... I'm talking about

Julie Andrews twirling around like

a mental patient on a mountain top

-- kind of happy.

THE LARGE BRIDESMAID BECOMES VERY EMOTIONAL.

BRIDESMAID:

(T.V.)

You're really lucky. She's got so

much love for you. Don't tell her

I told you, but she said she loved

you from the first time she met you

on the street. She'd do anything

for you.

(crying)

I love you guys.

(more crying)

My nose is running. Why isn't

someone getting me a tissue?

THE WOMAN HANDS THE MICROPHONE TO SOMEONE OFF SCREEN. THE CAMERA

PANS AWAY FROM HER AND ZOOMS IN ON THE DANCE FLOOR. MALCOLM AND

ANNA ARE SLOW DANCING. THEY'RE WHISPERING AND LAUGHING WITH EACH

OTHER. THE HAPPINESS FROM THEM IS TANGIBLE.

Malcolm can't help smiling as he stares at the flickering images.

He turns and looks down the hall to their bedroom.

CUT TO:

INT. BEDROOM - EVENING

Malcolm moves into their bedroom.

THE SOUND OF A SHOWER CAN BE HEARD FROM THE BATHROOM.

Malcolm moves to the bathroom door and opens it slowly.

CUT TO:

INT. BATHROOM - EVENING

Malcolm steps into the bathroom quietly. He stares at the

silhouette of Anna's body through the smoked glass of the shower.

Anna stands still, her head tilted back.

Malcolm watches quietly. By his experience, it's clear he's

taken by his wife's beauty.

Malcolm starts towards the shower when his eyes glance to the

sink. Malcolm locks on a tiny bottle resting on the marble

surface.

He reaches out and picks it up. The label on the plastic bottle

reads,

"Zoloft Anti-depressant"

"To be taken twice daily"

Malcolm gently puts down the plastic bottle. He gazes at the

still figure of his wife as the water covers her.

Malcolm leaves the bathroom. He makes sure not to make a noise

with the door as he closes it shut.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. DARREN'S HOUSE - DAY

Colorful balloons flutter in the wind in front of an old grey

stone home.

INT. DINING ROOM - DAY

Cole and an overweight boy named BOBBY are seated at a dining

table covered in colorful paper. A stack of birthday presents

are sitting on the table next to a cake.

The house is filled with the SOUND OF CHILDREN PLAYING AND

LAUGHING.

Cole and the overweight boy are the only ones in the dining room.

Bobby watches with a dull expression as Cole moves his hand in

circles in the air.

COLE:

...Then you do the magic shake.

And now the penny moves from my

pocket all the way to the hand it

started in.

Cole smiles and holds out his hand. His fingers open to reveal

the penny.

Bobby stares.

BOBBY:

That's stupid.

Cole loses his smile.

COLE:

It's supposed to be funny.

BOBBY:

It's stupid.

Cole and the overweight boy stare at each other.

BOBBY:

Give me my penny back.

Cole gives the boy his penny. Beat. Cole gazes at Bobby.

COLE:

(almost inaudible)

...Don't be sad.

Bobby looks up sharply.

BOBBY:

(hard)

What'd you say?

COLE:

(shaken)

...Nothing.

Bobby stares down at him before returning his attention to his

tattered napkin.

The two boys sit in silence.

CUT TO:

INT. KITCHEN - AFTERNOON

Cole sits alone in the corner of the living room. The open

kitchen doorway is next to him. Inside the kitchen are Lynn and

DARREN'S MOM speaking. It's clear they're from different worlds.

Lynn is wearing tight clothes with hair teased to dramatic

heights. Darren's mom is in a designer suit.

LYNN:

...He doesn't get invited places.

DARREN'S MOM

It's our pleasure.

LYNN:

The last time was a Chuck E. Cheese

party a year ago. He hid in one of

those purple plastic tunnels and

didn't come out.

DARREN'S MOM

Chuck E. who?

LYNN:

Cheese. It's a kid's place.

Darren's mom smiles formally and turns to give the catering

people instructions on how to lay out the food on her sterling

silver trays.

LYNN:

He's my whole life.

Darren's mom turns back to Lynn, the forced smile on her face.

LYNN:

I work at an insurance place and at

Penny's, so Cole can go to that

good school.

DARREN'S MOM

J. C. Jenny's?

Lynn nods "Yes."

DARREN'S MOM

(bullshit)

Good for you.

LYNN:

I wish I could be like my momma

though. She always knew what was

wrong. Knew just what to say.

Darren's mom glances at her expensive watch.

LYNN:

Cole's going through something bad.

He won't talk to me.

(beat)

I'm his momma.

(emotional)

And I don't know what's wrong and

I don't know what to say.

Lynn drowns in her thoughts. Cole moves away from the kitchen

with sad eyes.

CUT TO:

INT. HALL - AFTERNOON

Cole walks past two expensively-dressed mothers eating hors

d'oeuvres as they move down the hallway.

MRS. WESTON

Did you have the Brie?

MRS. SAUNDERS

It tasted like cheese whiz.

They pass when Cole moves down the shiny mahogany wood hallway.

The women's conversation FADES AWAY behind him.

Cole turns a corner and comes to a dead stop. He turns white as

he stares at an open CRAWL SPACE CLOSET a few feet away. Cole's

eyes are riveted in the darkness of the closet. Beat.

THE HALLWAY ERUPTS WITH NOISE AS THE CHILDREN RUN IN FROM THE

BACKYARD.

Tommy Tammisimo is one of the children. He talks with the

birthday boy, DARREN, a skinny kid in a party hat.

TOMMY:

I even got a trailer.

DARREN:

For what? You only had one line.

TOMMY:

You're slow, you know that. The

star of the commercial always has

his own trailer. You need to think

about your character alone.

Tommy glances down the hall and sees Cole standing frozen staring

at the crawl space closet.

Tommy grabs Darren.

TOMMY:

Darren, check it out.

DARREN looks down the hall to Cole.

DARREN:

My dad made me invite him.

Tommy nudges Darren to move down the hall. Cole breaks from his

trance as Tommy and Darren walk up.

COLE:

Happy birthday, Darren.

TOMMY:

Something you want to see in there?

Tommy points to the crawl space.

COLE:

(too quick)

--No.

Beat. Tommy looks to Darren and then back to Cole.

TOMMY:

We're going to put on a pretend

play. You want to be in it?

Beat.

COLE:

...Okay.

TOMMY:

It's called, "Locked in the Dungeon."

Tommy stares at Darren. Darren finally gets it.

DARREN:

Yeah, Cole... you get to be the

one locked in the dungeon.

It happens too quick for Cole to react. Darren and Tommy shove

Cole backwards. He stumbles into the darkness of the crawl space.

COLE:

Don't!

Tommy slams the door closed. Darren turns the lock. They crack

smiles at each other as Cole bangs on the door.

The BANGING GOES ON FOR A FEW SECONDS AND THEN IT JUST STOPS.

SILENCE.

Darren and Tommy look at each other and then back at the crawl

space door.

Then THE SCREAMING BEGINS.

Darren and Tommy back away from the door as COLE SCREAMS IN

TERROR at the top of his lungs. He CRASHES OVER AND OVER against

the door. HIS BODY SLAMMING AGAINST THE WOOD. The DOOR RATTLES

like it's going to break off its hinges.

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