The Sixth Sense Movie Script

MERLIN:

Let the boy try. The group of villagers on the stage LAUGH AND MOCK THE SUGGESTION. Tommy Tammisimo is dressed in a mismatched costume -- he hops around, clearly embarrassed.

TOMMY:

(half-heartedly) But he's the stable boy. He cleans after the horses.

MERLIN:

Silence village idiot! Let the boy step forward. Tommy turns a deep shade of red and hobbles off the stage. Merlin looks to Cole. He smiles a true friend's smile.

MERLIN:

Arthur... Cole hesitates. Not because he's acting. He really hesitates. It takes him a moment before he steps forward. Cole steps up to the stone. He places his hand around the handle. Begins to pull. The sword starts to come out. The villagers GASP. Cole raises the shiny sword out of the stone and high above his head. Merlin and everyone on stage bows. A SILENCE FILLS THE AUDITORIUM. Malcolm watches his client, standing unafraid in the spot light for the first time. The villagers rise and rush to Cole. They scoop him up and carry him around the stage in celebration. Cole chuckles and then starts laughing as the group of eight-year-olds try unsuccessfully to keep him up. They slowly sag and then collapse. All the students are laughing as they try to untangle themselves.Malcolm watches with utter joy as Cole becomes indistinguishable among of a group of twenty children giggling and enjoying themselves on stage.

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INT. SCHOOL LOBBY - LATE AFTERNOON The rain comes down a little stronger now on the stained glass window. Malcolm sits on the stairs in the lobby. Cole walks back and forth in front of him. Cole still holds the sword from the play.

COLE:

How come we're so quiet? Malcolm shrugs his shoulders.

MALCOLM:

I think we said everything we needed to say. (beat) Maybe it's time to say things to someone else? Someone close to you?

COLE:

Maybe. Cole keeps moving. Beat.

COLE:

I'm not going to see you anymore, am I? Malcolm doesn't respond for a while. He shakes his head, "No." Beat.

MALCOLM:

You were great in the play, Cole.

COLE:

Really?

MALCOLM:

And you know what else?

COLE:

What?

MALCOLM:

Tommy Tammisimo sucked big time. Cole smiles huge. Beat. Cole's sword drags on the tile as he continues to circle around the hall. We get the idea he doesn't want to be still.

COLE:

...Maybe we can pretend we're going to see each other tomorrow? Cole glances at Malcolm.

COLE:

Just for pretend. Beat. Malcolm exhales very slowly as he gets up.

MALCOLM:

Okay, Cole, I'm going to go now... I'll see you tomorrow. Cole watches as Malcolm walks down the stairs to the entrance. Cole stops moving.

COLE:

(soft) See you tomorrow. Malcolm's face shows his losing battle against his emotions. He doesn't turn to look back.

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EXT. CAR - LATE AFTERNOON A rain-soaked bridge. A two-lane road merges to one lane around a severe car accident. A rear-ended car has jumped the sidewalk and hit the guard rail of the bridge. The driver is helped out by police. He's shaken but okay. Police flares guide the cars as they crawl by.Lynn and Cole are standing still in bumper-to-bumper traffic. Lynn leans her chin on the steering wheel. She tries to stare through the layer of water on the glass. She hits the windshield wipers.

LYNN:

I hope nobody got hurt. Beat. Lynn glances over to Cole who sits in his seat silently.

LYNN:

You're very quiet. (beat) You're mad I missed the play, aren't you? Cole shakes his head, "No."

LYNN:

I have two jobs, baby. You know how important they are for us. Beat.

LYNN:

I'd give anything to have been there.

COLE:

I'm ready to communicate with you now. Beat.

LYNN:

Communicate?