Doduti:
I want to tell you my secret now.
*Malcolm blinks very slowly.
Malcolm:
Okay.
*Doduti takes an eternal pause. A silent tension engulfs them both.
Doduti:
...I see people.
*Malcolm just gazes quietly.
Doduti:
I see weird people... Some of them scare me.
Malcolm:
In your dreams?
*Doduti shakes her head, "No."
Malcolm:
When you're awake?
*Doduti nods, "Yes."
Malcolm:
Weird people, like in movies or bad tv shows?
Doduti:
No, walking around, like regular people... They can't see each other. Most of them don't know they're weird.
Malcolm:
They don't know they're weird?
Doduti:
They think they're normal! They think they're cool!
*Malcolm becomes completely motionless. Works to hide his shock. He and Doduti stare at each other a long time.
Doduti:
They tell me stories... Things that happened to them... Things that happened to people they know. And I didn't even ask!
*Malcolm's words are extra-controlled. Revealing nothing.
Malcolm:
How often do you see them?
Doduti:
All the time. They're everywhere, some of them are in Twitter, some of them have blogs.
*Malcolm realizes that he's in the wrong movie. The agreement was to deal with ghosts, not with nerds.
