The Sixth Sense Page #2
A SHAFT OF LIGHT falls on Anna as she stands in the corner of the
room.
Anna smiles playfully and pulls off her sweater. She sways to a
pretend striptease song.
Malcolm can't hold back his grin. He joins in -- slowly peeling
off the sweat-shirt. He looks back to Anna. She's stopped her
playful dance. She's facing away from him.
He walks towards her. HIS GRIN QUIETLY DISAPPEARS. Malcolm's
face turns to rock as his attention is drawn to the SHATTERED
WINDOW in their bedroom. The wind moves through the room. A
lamp lays broken on the ground by the window.
Malcolm kneels down. Beat. Anna's eyes fill with a quiet
awareness.
ANNA:
He's still in the house.
A SHADOW FROM THE BATHROOM FLATS OVER BOTH OF THEM.
ANNA SCREAMS.
Malcolm spins around. His heart stops.
Malcolm and Anna stare at the bathroom doorwary. They know
someone is inside. Beat.
Malcolm slowly starts towards the door. The first thing that
comes into view are the clothes on the bathroom floor. Then the
figure of a man comes into view. A STRANGER stands bare chested
in the back of the bathroom.
The STRANGER is about nineteen. Drugged out. Pitch black eyes
bulging. His body is covered in scars and bruises. His hands
are folded in front of him. He shakes ever so slightly. He has a
patch of white in his hair.
Malcolm speaks in a very calm voice. Never takes his eyes off
the stranger.
MALCOLM:
Anna, don't move. Don't say a word.
Anna barely nods her understanding.
MALCOLM:
(to the stranger)
This is forty-seven Locust Street.
entered a private residence. Do
you understand what I'm saying?
The stranger slowly looks up for the first time. His eyes lock
on Malcolm.
STRANGER:
You don't know so many things.
Beat.
MALCOLM:
There are no needles or
prescription drugs of any kind in
this house.
The stranger suddenly comes forward into the doorway. Malcolm
stumbles back onto the edge of the bed.
Anna sees the stranger for the first time. Her face drains of
color.
The stranger looks at Malcolm. He half grins.
STRANGER:
Are you drunk?
The stranger's stare slides to Anna.
STRANGER:
Did you get him drunk?
The stranger gazes at Anna. Gazes directly into her eyes. A
penetrating, unwavering stare.
STRANGER:
Do you know why you're scared when
you're alone?
Anna's expression instanly changes.
STRANGER:
I know.
MALCOLM:
What do you want? I don't
understand what you want.
The stranger turns and glares at Malcolm.
STRANGER:
What you promised.
Malcolm stops all movement.
ANNA:
--My God.
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