The Sixth Sense Movie Script

杰瑞发布于24 Jun 09:48

Synopsis: The Sixth Sense is a 1999 American supernatural horror-thriller film written and directed by M. Night Shyamalan. The film tells the story of Cole Sear (Haley Joel Osment), a troubled, isolated boy who is able to see and talk to the dead, and an equally troubled child psychologist (Bruce Willis) who tries to help him. The film established Shyamalan as a writer and director, and introduced the cinema public to his traits, most notably his affinity for surprise endings. Genre: Drama, Mystery, Thriller Actors: Bruce Willis, Haley Joel Osment, Toni Collette, Olivia Williams Production: Hollywood/Buena Vista Nominated for 6 Oscars. Another 32 wins & 48 nominations. IMDB: 8.1 Metacritic: 64 Rotten Tomatoes: 85%

SEAN:
What's this? Anna looks over to find Sean standing at his desk where a BIRTHDAY PRESENT sits on his tabletop. Sean looks at her.
SEAN:
From you? Anna nods, "yes."
SEAN:
Is it wrestling tights? Anna smiles as she moves to his desk. Sean begins to tear off the wrapping paper like a kid at Christmas.Anna laughs. Sean holds up a weathered hardback copy of "THE GREAT GATSBY." Beat.
ANNA:
It's a first edition.
SEAN:
Wow, this is too much. It's perfect, Anna. Sean puts down the book and hugs her. He pulls back a little, still holding her. They smile at each other. Beat. The moment goes on just that crucial fraction of a second too long. Their smiles slowly melt away as they continue to hold each other. Nothing happens for the longest time. CRASH! A SHATTERING DOOR SLAM ECHOES THROUGH THE STORE. Anna and Jeffery pull apart. They rush past the young man and the young woman to the front of the store. They find the glass front door cracked in a spider web pattern. They carefully push open the door and step out onto the sidewalk. Look around. No one in sight. Anna stares down the empty street. A concerned expression on her face.
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EXT. STREET - DAY Malcolm walks angrily down the sidewalk. He stops as his hand goes to his side. He winces with pain as he keeps walking.
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EXT. SUPERMARKET - DAY Lynn and Cole emerge from the supermarket. Cole rides inside the shopping cart tucked between bags of food. Mother and son are quiet as they move towards their car. Beat. Lynn leans over, looks at the side of her son's pensive face. She starts pushing the cart faster. Cole wakes from his thoughts as his hair flutters in the wind. He looks back. Lynn is smiling as she pushes. Cole turns and raises his hands in the air like he's on a roller coaster. Beat. They slow and come to a rest at the bumper of their car. Lynn leans over -- sees the side of Cole's face smiling. Lynn's face shows a little happiness for the first time. A little hope enters her eyes as she starts to load the groceries into the car.
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INT. CAR - DAY Cole and Lynn ride home with a back seat full of groceries. Cole finishes off a cherry popsicle as he watches out the window. Lynn looks over.
LYNN:
Let's rent a movie. Cole bites off the last of the popsicle and glances at his mom.
LYNN:
Your pick. Cole stares at his mom quietly.
LYNN:
It can even have Jean Claude Van Damme in it if you want. Cole smiles at that. He nods, "Yes" joyfully. His smile fades away as he notices his mother fiddling with the HEATER controls. Cole gazes out the front windshield as the car moves towards home. Suddenly a piece of paper sticks to the windshield. It's a page from a Playbill. A 1941 Playbill. It flies away revealing a woman in a flowing flowery dress from the 40's suddenly walks into the middle of the street as the pages of her Playbill swirl in the air.
COLE:
(yells) Momma, look out! The woman in the flowery dress turns. Her hand rests on her stomach. WE SEE SHE IS PREGNANT. Playbills stick to the windshield obstructing the view. Lynn slams the brakes... Too late. THE WOMAN SMASHES INTO THE FRONT GRILL OF THE CAR... HER TERROR- STRICKEN FACE COMES OVER THE HOOD AND CRASHES RIGHT THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD IN A SHOWER OF BLOOD AND GLASS... COLE SCREAMS. LYNN SCREAMS... THE CAR SCREECHES TO A STOP IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONGESTED INTERSECTION. The line of cars behind them suddenly hit their brakes and swerve to one side avoiding a mass collision. After a few seconds, the entire intersection has come to a halt. Cole who has shut his eyes... slowly opens them. He looks around fearfully. His eyes move to the windshield. No broken glass. No blood. And no woman. Cole looks out through the pristine windshield onto the street where cars are stopped and staring all around them.Cole slowly looks over to his mother. He finds her staring at him in complete and utter disbelief. Her hands clutch the wheel. The whites of her knuckles showing her fear. She has no idea why he screamed.
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INT. DEN - AFTERNOON The den is very quiet. Cole and Malcolm sit around the multi- colored table. Malcolm leans back in his small plastic chair -- arms folded over his chest. Cole sits slumped over the table -- eyes peering out over his arms. They both look like sh*t.
COLE:
You don't wanna ask me questions today? Malcolm nods, "No." Beat.
COLE:
Can I ask you then?
MALCOLM:
Yes.
COLE:
What do you want more than anything?
MALCOLM:
I don't know.
COLE:
I told you what I want.
MALCOLM:
I don't know, Cole.
COLE:
Why don't you think about it for a while? Malcolm doesn't respond. Cole watches him. Beat.
MALCOLM:
I know what I want. (beat) My goal is to speak to my wife. The way she and I used to speak. Like there was no one in the world but us. Beat.
COLE:
(soft) How are you going to do that? Beat.
MALCOLM:
(whispers) I can't be your doctor anymore. (beat) I haven't given my family enough attention. Bad things happen when you do that. Do you understand? The room falls into silence again. Cole speaks extra soft.
COLE:
You want to go home? Malcolm stares across at Cole.