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by M. Night Shyamalan.
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"SIGNS"

by

M. Night Shyamalan

FADE IN:

INT. WINDOW - MORNING

We are looking out a second story window of a house. The backyard is large and green with a wooden jungle gym, worn from use. A single tree throws shade onto a barbecue and a picnic table.

The backyard is lined by crops. Corn. Golden and brown. Six feet high.

Everything is perfect. Like a postcard. And then we HEAR A CHILD SCREAM. IT'S FAR AWAY. WE DON'T KNOW WHERE IT'S COMING FROM.

CUT TO:

INT. BEDROOM - MORNING

GRAHAM HESS wakes up from his sleep. He thought he heard something. He listens. HE HEARS THE HEATER. THE REFRIGERATOR DOWNSTAIRS HUMMING. THE OCCASIONAL BIRDS OUTSIDE CHIRPING.

Graham climbs out of bed. He moves in his pajama pants and white Barron's minor league baseball T-shirt towards the bedroom door.

CUT TO:

INT. HALL LANDING - MORNING

Graham stands in the hall landing where three bedroom doors meet. He moves to the door that has children's drawings taped to it. He puts his ear close. Listens. Beat.

He relaxes. Graham leans down and picks up two balled up sweat socks and a child's sweater from the hallway floor. He puts it in the hallway hamper before heading back into his bedroom.

CUT TO:

INT. BATHROOM - MORNING

A bathroom door is open. WE HEAR THE SINK RUNNING. WE HEAR THE SOUNDS OF TEETH BEING BRUSHED.

Outside the bathroom on the bedroom wall is the sun faded outline of where a large CATHOLIC CROSS used to hang. It's ghostly stained forever on the blank wall.

A CHILD SCREAMS FROM FAR AWAY.

The water from the sink stops. Graham steps into the doorway. Toothbrush and foam in his mouth. He becomes very still.

CUT TO:

INT. CHILDREN'S BEDROOM - MORNING

The bedroom door bursts open. Graham steps into his children's room. There are children's books everywhere. Overflowing off shelves. Piled in corners.

Graham's eyes move to the small messy beds. They're both empty.

CUT TO:

INT. GARAGE BEDROOM - MORNING

WE HEAR THE VOICES OF TWO CHILDREN NOW. THEIR SCREAMS FLOAT

INTO A DARKENED BEDROOM OVER THE GARAGE.

MERRILL HESS throws the bed sheets off himself as he swings onto his feet in one quick motion. He is hyper-awake. Merrill is in his late twenties. He is well build. His muscles are tense as he stands in his red bikini briefs and looks around bewildered.

CUT TO:

EXT. BACKYARD - MORNING

Graham bangs open the back screen door and runs into the backyard. He spins as he looks around.

Merrill, now with a T-shirt and jeans, rumbles down the side stairs adjacent to the garage building.

Merrill and Graham make eye contact as they approach each other across the yard.

MERRILL

Where are they?

Graham looks around -- panic growing in his eyes.

CHILDREN

(yelling in the distance) Daaaad!

Graham and Merrill in unison turn in the direction of the YELLING. They look away from the house, across the yard and into THE THICK WALL OF CROPS.

CUT TO:

EXT. CROPS - MORNING

The tall stalks of corn smack Graham and Merrill's faces as they run through the crops.

A LITTLE GIRL appears in the crops thirty feet ahead of them like an apparition. She is in her nightgown. She is four.

They reach her fast. She stands unaware of them in a daze. Her hair is messed from sleep.

GRAHAM

Bo where's Morgan?

BO stands peacefully lost in her thoughts. Beat.

GRAHAM

Bo?

Bo finally looks at her father. Beat. She smiles softly.

BO

Are you in my dreams too?

Beat.

GRAHAM

This isn't a --

BOY (O.S.)

Dad!

Graham looks in the direction of THE BOY'S VOICE. He's close. Graham picks up Bo and rushes through the crops.

He finds MORGAN standing with his hands in the pockets of his pajama bottoms. DOGS ARE BARKING NEARBY.

GRAHAM

Morgan what's happening?

Graham puts Bo on the ground and moves right in front of Morgan. The ten-year old boy looks deep in thought.

Graham takes hold of Morgan's chin and turns his face so he's looking straight at him.

GRAHAM

Are... you... hurt?

Beat. Morgan's eyes reveal he's come to some answer.

MORGAN

I think God did it.

Beat. THE DOGS KEEP BARKING.

GRAHAM

Did what Morgan?

Morgan takes hold of his father's unshaven chin and turns his face. Graham is forced to look to his right. Beat. Graham sees something.

Graham Hess slowly rises to his feet. He starts moving forward towards something.

He walks through a thin layer of crops and emerges in a clearing. Two German Shepherds are running back and forth. They are clearly agitated.

Graham looks around at the THOUSANDS OF CORN STALKS LYING FLAT ON THE GROUND. THEY LAY IN A GIGANTIC CIRCLE, A HUNDRED FEET WIDE.

Graham Hess looks around in a daze as he walks out into the center. Merrill, Bo and Morgan follow him.

The dogs keep running and barking as WE PULL BACK AND REVEAL THE FOUR MEMBERS OF THE HESS FAMILY STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS PERFECT, GIGANTIC CIRCLE.

WE KEEP PULLING BACK TO EXPOSE THIS EERIE DESIGN -- FIVE

HUNDRED FEET WIDE -- SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ENDLESS, UNTOUCHED CORN FIELD.

LEGEND:

"BUCKS COUNTY PENNSYLVANIA... THIRTY MILES OUTSIDE PHILADELPHIA"

CUT TO:

EXT. BACKYARD - LUNCHTIME

Graham holds his hand over the barbecue to see if it's at the right temperature. The other hand holds a cordless phone to his ear.

GRAHAM

(into phone)

...Lee actually the reason I'm calling is about Lionel.

Graham stokes the coals with a LONG BARBECUE FORK.

GRAHAM

(into phone)

Was he at home last night with you or was he out and about with the Wolfington brothers?

Graham moves around from behind the barbecue and heads towards the house.

GRAHAM

(into phone)

Well, there was a little mischief done to our crops last night.

Beat.

GRAHAM

(into phone)

I know he's a fine boy... No one's saying otherwise.

Graham steps through the back screen door into his KITCHEN.

Graham holds the phone a little closer and talks in a HUSHED VOICE.

GRAHAM

(into phone)

Listen Lee, I don't even mind if it was him. You could just talk to him and that would be enough for me... See it was kind of strange finding the crops like that. The kids were... confused by it. It would take the strangeness away if we knew it was Lionel and the Wolfington brothers just messing around... (beat, listens) The movies... (beat) Are you sure? (beat) Okay, then... Thank you for your patience Lee.

Graham turns off the phone. He turns to put it on the counter and realizes his children are seated on the kitchen floor with one of their two German Shepherds. There is a LARGE PUDDLE on the kitchen tiles.

MORGAN

Houdini peed. I think he's sick.

Graham looks at the majestic dog. It's shivering.

GRAHAM

Take him outside. I'll call Dr. Reynolds.

Morgan and Bo lead their dog out with worried expressions on their faces.

Graham grabs a handful of paper towels and places it on the puddle of urine. The DOORBELL rings with Graham still on his knees on the kitchen floor. He leans back so he can see down the hall.

A balding police officer stands on the other side of the screen door.

GRAHAM

That was quick Edgar. I only called you boys about two hours ago.

OFFICER EDGAR PASKI nods that he knows.

OFFICER PASKI

Mrs. Kindleman twisted her ankle as she put it, "diving for her life" when a bunch of school kids rode down the sidewalk on skateboards. She went down to Thorton's store this morning and started spitting on the new skateboards. Spitting! By the time I got there, Mrs. Kindleman had sprayed the whole damn place... She must have had a cold or something. It was enough to turn a grown man's stomach.

Beat. Graham stares at Officer Paski.

OFFICER PASKI

So what happened to your crops?

CUT TO:

EXT. BACKYARD JUNGLE GYM - LUNCHTIME

Bo walks from the house with a large glass of water. She moves to Houdini, who sits in the shade by the picnic table.

Morgan pokes the barbecue fork into two meat patties on the grill. He places two pieces of cheese on the hamburgers, before walking over to Houdini.

The two children sit down in the grass with the dog.

Bo is about to pour the glass of water into the dog bowl. She stops. Takes a tiny sip of the water first.

She holds the glass out to Morgan.

BO

I think it's contaminated.

MORGAN

You don't even know what that word means.

He drinks.

MORGAN

It's not contaminated. It's just tap water. Pour it in his bowl.

BO

It tastes funny.

MORGAN

He licks his butt everyday. He's not going to mind.

Bo shrugs and pours it into the bowl. Beat.

Houdini just sits staring at them. He is not shivering. He doesn't drink. He is unnaturally still.

Bo pushes the bowl closer.

HOUDINI MOVES...

BO'S HAND PULLS BACK...

HOUDINI'S JAWS SNAP SHUT IN THE AIR WHERE HER HAND USED TO

BE. HE WAS JUST A FRACTION OF A SECOND LATER...

BEAT. The children turn white.

MORGAN

Houdini?

HOUDINI BEGINS TO GROWL. Bo stands up.

MORGAN

Bo don't run.

Houdini crouches down.

MORGAN

What's wrong boy?

THE DOG'S GROWL BECOMES DEEP, MENACING.

MORGAN

Stop it Houdini!

The German Shepherd trembles. His body tightens. He's about to leap. Beat.

MORGAN

(soft)

Bo, run.

CUT TO:

EXT. CROPS - LUNCHTIME

Officer Edgar Paski stands facing Graham fifty feet away. They are on opposite ends of the crop circle. Beat.

The crops all around them sway as the wind blows. Beat. Officer Paski yells over the wind.

OFFICER PASKI

(yelling)

It's the strangest thing Father.

GRAHAM

(yelling)

Don't call me Father.

OFFICER PASKI

(yelling)

What's that?

GRAHAM

(yelling)

Don't call me Father. It's just Graham now.

OFFICER PASKI

(yelling)

Sorry.

They stands in awkward silence fifty feet away from each other. Beat.

GRAHAM

(yelling)

You said something was strange. What's strange?

OFFICER PASKI

(yelling)

The footprints.

GRAHAM

(yelling)

What about them?

OFFICER PASKI

(yelling)

There are none.

CUT TO:

EXT. CORN CROPS - LUNCHTIME

Officer Paski's knee touches the ground. He points to a single stalk of corn laying flat on it's side.

OFFICER PASKI

(soft)

Look at where it's bent over.

Graham stands next to him and leans in. The joint where the stalk bends from the ground is a perfect "L".

GRAHAM

It's not broken.

OFFICER PASKI

What kind of machine can bend a stalk of corn over without cracking it?

Graham looks around at the hundreds of thousands of corn stalks bent over each other in a perfect wave.

GRAHAM

(softy)

Can't be by hand... It's too perfect.

Beat.

OFFICER PASKI

Doesn't sound much like Lionel Prichard and the Wolfington brothers. They can't take a piss without wetting the front of their pants.

Graham, nods in agreement. Officer Paski stands up.

OFFICER PASKI

Second thing this week I can't explain.

GRAHAM

What was the first thing?

OFFICER PASKI

Some animals around the county exhibiting uncharacteristic behavior. Sometimes violent behavior. Theo Henry had two of his fingers bit off by his cow.

GRAHAM

Sounds like a virus.

OFFICER PASKI

No Father, they're edgy. On alert. Like they act when they smell a predator around... Peeing on themselves and everything.

We see a thought catch in Graham's eyes. He turns back and stares in the direction of the house. You can barely see the roof over the crops. Beat.

GRAHAM

(preoccupied)

Edgar, please don't call me Father.

The two men stand as the wind blows lightly around them. Officer Paski notices the still expression on Graham's face.

OFFICER PASKI

What's wrong?

Beat.

GRAHAM

I don't hear my children.

CUT TO:

EXT. BACKYARD - LUNCHTIME

Morgan watches the thin line of smoke rising from the charred patties on the grill next to the overturned picnic table.

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