《灵异第六感》The_Sixth_Sense

moving long enough, words and
thoughts start coming out you
didn't even know you had in you...
Sometimes they're things you heard
from somewhere... Sometimes
they're feelings deep inside...
(beat)
Have you ever done any free-
association writing, Cole?

Beat. Cole nods, "Yes."

MALCOLM
What'd you write?

COLE
Words.

MALCOLM
What kind of words?

COLE
Upset words.

Beat.

MALCOLM
Did you ever write any upset words
before your father left?

Beat.

COLE
I don't remember.

Malcolm watches him carefully. Beat. Malcolm waves the question
off casually.

MALCOLM
Can you do something for me?

Malcolm smiles. He rises and grabs his coat.

MALCOLM
Think about what you want from our
time together. What our goal
should be?

COLE
Something I want?

MALCOLM
If we could change something in
your life, anything at all, what
would you like that to be?

Cole's brow furrows as he thinks about it carefully.

MALCOLM
You don't have to answer now.

Malcolm heads for the door, stops when Cole emerges from behind
the couch. Cole is wearing his father's jacket, it hangs to the
ground like a dress.

COLE
Instead of something I want, can I
have something I don't want?

Malcolm turns back to Cole. Malcolm nods "Yes." Beat.

COLE
I don't want to be scared anymore.

Cole's sad eyes stare up at Malcolm.

CUT TO:

INT. BASEMENT OFFICE - NIGHT

The surface of Malcolm's desk is covered with open texts.
Malcolm pours over a thick reference book.

He circles a phrase...

"...resulting bruises and abrasions on arms and legs may, in

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