《灵异第六感》The_Sixth_Sense

the burning I'll kill you I'll kill all you bastard...

The words go on and on.

Lynn removes her hands from the paper. She pulls her headphones
off slowly.

THE MUFFLED TECHNO DANCE BEAT FILLS THE DEAD SILENCE OF THE EERIE
ROOM.

CUT TO:

INT. DEN - AFTERNOON

Malcolm stares as the rain pelts the windows of the den.

MALCOLM
...So your dad lives in Pittsburgh
with a lady who works in a toll
booth.

COLE (o.s.)
What if she has to pee when she's
working? You think she just holds
it?
MALCOLM
I don't know. I was just thinking
the same thing.

Beat.

COLE (o.s.)
You ask a lot of questions about my
dad today. How come?

Cole is playing behind the couch. All we see is the top of his
head.

MALCOLM
Sometimes, we don't even know it,
but we do things to draw attention.
Do things so we can express how we
feel about issues... Divorce or
whatever.

Every now and then we get glimpses of things Cole is playing with
peeking over the back of the couch, but we can't quite make out
what he's doing.

MALCOLM
One night, as an example... leave
something on a desk for someone to
find.

The top of Cole's head stops moving.

MALCOLM
Cole, have you ever heard of
something called free-writing? Or
free-association writing?

Cole shakes his head, "No."

MALCOLM
It's when you put a pencil in your
hand and put the pencil to a paper
and you just start writing... You
don't think about what you're
writing... You don't read over
what you're writing... You just
keep your hand moving.

Cole has become very still. He looks right at Malcolm.

MALCOLM
After awhile if you keep your hand

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