The Sixth Sense Movie Script

COLE:

Mister? The man doesn't react. Some of the guests look oddly at the little boy standing before the man.

COLE:

Excuse me, Mister. Beat. The man slowly turns and looks down at the boy standing next to him. Cole is very shaky. Malcolm watches everything anxiously. Cole stares at Mr. Collins.

COLE:

Are you Kyra's daddy? The man's face begins to crumble. Beat. He nods, "yes" softly. Cole holds out the jewelry box. It trembles with his hands. The father just stares at it. Beat.

COLE:

It's for you... (beat) She wanted to tell you something. The father becomes very still. His eyes fill with a storm of confusion and pain. After the longest time, the father reaches and gently takes the box out of Cole's small hands.Cole begins to back away... The father gazes at Cole as he melts into the crowd. Cole reaches Malcolm and the two then slip out of the house. The father looks down in a daze. He goes to open the jewelry box. His movements are slow and strained. He lifts the latch and open the box. Mr. Collins stares at an unlabeled video cassette.

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INT. LIVING ROOM - AFTERNOON People in the room start to turn as the T.V. comes on. Mr. Collins is seated now. THE STATIC SNOW ON THE SCREEN IS QUICKLY REPLACED BY AN IMAGE. TWO PUPPETS DANCE ON STAGE. WE HEAR KYRA'S VOICE SING FOR THE PUPPETS AS THEY DANCE AROUND. Her father's face forms the most heartbreaking of smiles as he watches the performance. The entire room has stopped what they were doing. T.V. SCREEN WE HEAR FOOTSTEPS COMING UP THE STAIRS. The puppets go limp. The entire stage gets lifted up. We see it carried away by Kyra. We can view the whole bedroom now. The camera is seated on her desk in the corner. Kyra climbs in bed and pretends to be sleeping when the door opens. It's Mrs. Collins. She carries in a tray of soup and a sandwich.

LIVING ROOM:

The crowd watches in riveted silence. The father never takes his eyes off of the screen. The image of the mother prepares the meal. She uncovers the fruit and the soup. Places a straw into the drink. And then it happens. The image of the mother walks to a closet. Opens it. An assortment of household cleaners and sponges are kept inside. She pulls out a bottle of floor cleaner. Reads the label for the ingredients. Walks back to the food tray, where she unscrews the cap on the floor cleaner. The mother pours some into the cap. Checks it.MRS. COLLINS (video tape) That's too much. The mother pours some into the bottle. The remainder goes into the child's soup. She replaces the cap and puts the bottle back in the closet. The image of the mother turns to the bed carrying the tray. She places the food on a metallic rolling table and swings it over the bed. MRS. COLLINS (video tape) Kyra, time for lunch. Kyra pretends to wake from a deep sleep.

KYRA:

(video tape) I'm feeling much better now. The image of the mother smiles. MRS. COLLINGS (video tape) I'm glad, honey. (beat) Time for your food.

KYRA:

(video tape) Can I go outside, if I eat this? MRS. COLLINS (video tape) We'll see. You know how you get sick in the afternoon. Kyra picks up the spoon and takes a sip. Her face crinkles at the taste. She looks up at her mother. MRS. COLLINS (video tape) Don't say it tastes funny. You know I don't like to hear that. Kyra slowly brings the spoon to her mouth and swallows another spoonful. The father SHUTS OFF THE TELEVISION with his trembling hands. He presses his hands to his eyes like they're burning. The ROOM IS UTTERLY SILENT.

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INT. DINING ROOM - AFTERNOON Mrs. Collins is seated at the dining room surrounded by friends and family. She fixes one of the many bouquets of flowers on the table. It takes her a beat before she feels the stare. She looks up. Standing in the doorway to the dining room is Mr. Collins. A group of ashen faced guests stand in the distance behind him. Husband and wife's eyes meet. Mrs. Collins smiles softly. Mr. Collins' eyes tremble with tears. MR. COLLINS (soft) You were keeping her sick... The whole world stops. The mother's face registers confusion at first. Then slow realization. Her eyes glace at the many faces around her.She looks back at her husband. His glare is painful. Rage filling every cell of his body. Tears falling faster down his cheeks. Mrs. Collins turns her attention back to the flowers. She concentrates with all her strength. Beat. Her hands begin to shake. MRS. COLLINS (to no one) I took care of her... Her words are met with ice cold stares. The first tears stream down her face. The pretty flowers of consolation in her hand tumble to the floor.

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EXT. HOUSE - AFTERNOON Cole sits on the swings next to Kyra's four-year-old sister. She doesn't look up. Malcolm waits in the driveway. Watches them from a distance. Cole reaches into his pocket and pulls out the little FINGER PUPPET. He holds it out.

COLE:

You liked it, she said. The four-year-old stares at the finger puppet, then quietly takes it in her small hands. The two children don't say anything for a while. Malcolm glances to the house, where all movements in and out of the home has ceased. Cole turns to the four-year-old.

COLE:

She watched out for you. The little girl finally looks up. She has the saddest eyes.

FOUR YEAR OLD:

Kyra's not coming back. Beat.

COLE:

Not anymore. The little girl stares down at the finger puppet. Cole lightly places a hand on her shoulder. Nothing else is said. Nothing else is done. Malcolm looks across the two children on the swings. One mourning. One consoling. Malcolm takes it in, overwhelmed.

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INT. PROP ROOM - AFTERNOON Stanley Cunningham moves between two curtains and comes to a prop room door in the back. He puts an ear to the door, listens and then knocks. After a second, he enters. Mr. Cunningham finds Cole sitting in a poor villager costume as a FEMALE TEACHER kneels next to him and makes final adjustments. Cole and the woman glance at Mr. Cunningham.MR. CUNNINGHAM They're calling for the stable boy. Mr. Cunningham looks around the room and then directly at Cole. MR. CUNNINGHAM Who were you talking to? The Female Teacher looks to Cole and nods.

FEMALE TEACHER:

Poor Stanley. She stands up. The entire left side of her face has been burnt horribly. Grotesquely disfigured.

FEMALE TEACHER:

My favorite student. THE FIGURE OF THE WOMAN MOVES PAST MR. CUNNINGHAM IN THE DOORWAY. SHE DISAPPEARS INTO THE DARKNESS. Cole puts on his tattered hat.

COLE:

Thanks for giving me this part, Mr. Cunningham. Mr. Cunningham smiles. MR. CUNNINGHAM You're welcome, Cole. They share a look before walking out of the prop room and entering the hall. We see them walking away. MR. CUNNINGHAM You know when I was in school, there was a terrible fire in this section of the theater. They rebuilt the whole thing. Beat.

COLE:

I know.

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EXT. SCHOOL - AFTERNOON It begins to rain. Malcolm pulls his jacket over his head as he scurries up the stairs of the school.

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INT. HALL - AFTERNOON Malcolm stands and catches his breath in the corridor of St. Anthony's Academy. A teacher rushes in the hall with an armload of costumes.

MALCOLM:

Has the play started yet? The teacher hurries past Malcolm and down the hall without saying a word.

MALCOLM:

Is that a yes? The teacher scurries around a corner. Malcolm watches her curiously.

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INT. AUDITORIUM - AFTERNOON Malcolm moves quickly to a set of double doors and opens them. He steps into the DARKNESS OF THE AUDITORIUM. The play is in full swing... Cole and a large group of costumed children are on stage. Cole holds a broom and wears a worn-down costume. He stands to the side -- hidden by others.A boy in a shiny-armored costume walks to the center of the stage where a large cardboard stone is seated. A sparkling HANDLE sticks out of the top. The armored boy tries to lift it. It won't budge. Bobby, the chubby boy from the party, is dressed in a magician's costume. He is Merlin. He steps forward.

MERLIN:

Only he who is pure of heart can take the sword from the stone. Merlin looks to the group on stage. Looks right at Cole.