《灵异第六感》The_Sixth_Sense

MALCOLM
You're thinking...
(beat)
I don't know what you're thinking,
Cole.

Cole quietly takes a step back into the doorway of the other room.

COLE
(whispers)
I was thinking... you're nice.
(beat)
But you can't help me.

Cole's tiny figure steps away. Malcolm stares helplessly at the
empty doorway where his client used to stand.

THE DEN IS SUFFOCATED WITH SILENCE.

CUT TO:

INT. RESTAURANT - EVENING

Malcolm hurriedly enters a spacious, dimly-lit Italian
restaurant. He stops in the dining room and searches the many
candle-lit tables. He finds Anna.

Anna sits alone at a corner table. The remains of her half-eaten
dinner lay on the only place setting on the table. A small PIECE
OF CAKE WITH A CANDLE in it sits untouched.

Anna stirs sugar in her coffee as Malcolm sits in the seat across
from her. She gently stops stirring, but doesn't look up. Beat.

MALCOLM
I thought you meant the other
Italian restaurant I asked you to
marry me in.

Anna isn't laughing. Not even close.

MALCOLM
I'm so sorry.
(beat)
I can't seem to keep track of time.

Anna quietly takes a sip from her coffee.

MALCOLM
It didn't go well today. Spent
some time after trying to get my
head together.

Anna looks around for the waiter.

MALCOLM
They're so similar, Anna. They
have the same mannerisms. The same
expressions. The same thing
hanging over them.
(beat)
It might be some kind of abuse.

That makes Anna turn back. She glances across the table, then
looks down.

MALCOLM
There are cuts on Cole's arms.
Fingernail marks, I think. Looks
like defensive cuts.

Malcolm demonstrates by holding up his arm to shield his face.

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