The sixth sense (fragmento)

Cole looks at Malcolm's caring eyes. Cole stares at Malcolm a
long time.
EVERYTHING THAT'S SAID FROM THIS POINT ON IS WHISPERED.

COLE
I want to tell you my secret now.
Malcolm blinks very slowly.

MALCOLM
Okay.
Cole takes an eternal pause. A silent tension engulfs them both.

COLE
...I see people.
Malcolm just gazes quietly.

COLE
I see dead people... Some of them
scare me.

Beat.

MALCOLM
In your dreams?
Cole shakes his head, "No."

MALCOLM
When you're awake?
Cole nods, "Yes."

MALCOLM
Dead people, like in graves and
coffins?

COLE
No, walking around, like regular
people... They can't see each
other. Some of them don't know
they're dead.

MALCOLM
They don't know they're dead?
Beat.

COLE
I see ghosts.
Malcolm becomes completely motionless. Works to hide his shock.
He and Cole stare at each other a long time.

COLE
They tell me stories... Things
that happened to them... Things
that happened to people they know.
Beat. Malcolm's words are extra-controlled. Revealing nothing.

MALCOLM
How often do you see them?

COLE
All the time. They're everywhere.
(beat)
You won't tell anyone my secret,
right?

Beat.

MALCOLM
...No.

COLE
Will you stay here till I fall
asleep?

Malcolm nods, "Yes." Cole pulls the covers up to his chin and
turns to the window in the room. Malcolm is very still and
stares at Cole.

MALCOLM'S EYES -- slowly turn and survey the room. They find
nothing. Malcolm returns to watching Cole.

COLE'S EYES LOOK AROUND THE ROOM WARILY... WE MOVE IN ON THEM --
TILL HIS EYES FILL THE FRAME.

Beat.

And then we see what he's staring at. Through Cole's hospital
room window we see the adjacent wing of the hospital building.
Rows of hospital room windows are visible. In the windows are
patients... SOME OLD, SOME YOUNG... SOME ARE DRESSED IN MODERN
HOSPITAL GOWNS... SOME FROM DECADES PAST.

THEY STAND UNNATURALLY STILL IN THEIR WINDOWS... WATCHING,
WAITING.

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