《灵异第六感》The_Sixth_Sense

fact, be self-inflicted."

Malcolm appears disturbed by the thoughts running through his
head.

ANNA'S MUFFLED VOICE CARRIES DOWN THE STAIRS.

His face turns up to the ceiling.

MALCOLM
(loud)
Are you calling me?

WE HEAR ANNA'S FOOTSTEPS MOVE ACROSS THE BASEMENT CEILING. WE
HEAR THE FRONT DOOR OPEN.

ANNA (o.s.)
What? You don't see enough of me
at the store?

Malcolm gets up and moves closer to their voices as he stretches
his legs.

MAN'S VOICE (o.s.)
On my way to the flea market in
Amish country. Thought maybe you
want to come. Show me how to buy
at these things.

ANNA (o.s.)
I trust you... Besides, I don't
know if I'm up for the Amish today.
You can't curse or spit or anything
around them.

Malcolm smiles at Anna.

MAN'S VOICE (o.s.)
I thought you'd want to get out.
You've been kind of down.

Malcolm slowly stops smiling.

ANNA (o.s.)
That's very sweet. I'm okay.

MAN'S VOICE (o.s.)
Do you think I should stop by on my
way back? Show you what I got?
It's not a problem.

Malcolm shakes his head in disbelief.

ANNA (o.s.)
You know that's probably not the
best idea. I'll just wait to see
them in the store.

MAN'S VOICE (o.s.)
Okay. Fine. Understood.
(beat)
I'm off then.

ANNA (o.s.)
Don't step in the horse manure.

MAN'S VOICE (o.s.)
Thanks.

WE HEAR THE FRONT DOOR SHUT.

Malcolm moves to the narrow basement window.

INT./EXT. MALCOLM'S HOUSE - DAY

We see SEAN, an attractive young man in his late twenties.

He gets into his car across the street. He just sits there for a
moment before putting his forehead to the steering wheel.

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