《灵异第六感》The_Sixth_Sense

He slowly comes to a stop in front of an old building. He holds
his arm up. Uses his other hand to gently touch his hairs on his
arm's surface.

Malcolm looks up slowly. Looks around. The dark shadows fill
the corners of the historic building...

Malcolm stares into the darkness... Beat.

MALCOLM
(whispers)
...Is anyone there?

A long moment as he waits. The shadows seem to move, then
becomes still.

Malcolm shakes off the moment. He returns his hands to his
pockets as he moves through the dark streets of Philadelphia to
his home.

CUT TO:

INT. HALL - NIGHT

The doorway to Malcolm and Anna's bedroom is open. STRAINED
VOICES SPILL OUT INTO THE HALLWAY.

MALCOLM (o.s.)
Look, he's an eight-year-old child.
He's my only client. If he invites
me to his play, I'm not thinking
about how late I get back... I go.
I have to go. You know that.
That's the only way I know how to
work.
(beat)
Vincent said I failed him.
(raising his voice)
I WON'T GIVE COLE A CHANCE TO SAY
THOSE WORDS TO ME! I WON'T!

Beat. THE PORTABLE PHONE RINGS OUT IN THE HALL.

MALCOLM (o.s.)
Please let it ring.

WE HEAR MOVEMENT. Anna emerges from the bedroom. Eyes raw. She
wipes her tears.

She picks up the phone and moves down the stairs.

Malcolm walks out into the hall. Stops at the top of the stairs.

ANNA'S VOICE CAN BE HEARD SPEAKING ON THE PHONE from downstairs.

ANNA
I can't talk now.

Malcolm doesn't hear anything as Anna listens to the person on
the phone. She smiles as she wipes her tears. He starts for the
basement door again.

ANNA
(whispers)
I thought about you too.

Malcolm turns. He stands frozen at the top of the stairs.

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