Unbreakable

ANCIENT SECRETARY: Is that the entire message?

DAVID: Yes.

ANCIENT SECRETARY: Proceed.

DAVID: Ask if he can check how many sick days I've taken since I've worked here?

ANCIENT SECRETARY: Yes?

DAVID: Is Noel in?

ANCIENT SECRETARY: No sir he is not. I read about you in the paper.

DAVID: Oh.

ANCIENT SECRETARY: I was in an accident once too. A horse almost trampled me to death.

DAVID: Wow.

ANCIENT SECRETARY: I had to put him down.

ELIJAH: I'm listening.

BUSINESS MAN: I'll keep it in my office room.

ELIJAH: What about Jeb?

BUSINESS MAN: I have a lock on the door.

ELIJAH: No, no, no, no no... You need to go now.

BUSINESS MAN: What did I say?

ELIJAH: Do you see any Telletubbies around here?... Do you see a slender plastic tag clipped to my shirt with my name printed on it?... Do you see a little Asian child with a blank expression sitting outside in a mechanical helicopter that shakes when you put a quarter in it?... No?... Well that's what you see at a toy store? Any you must think this is a toy store, cause you're in here shopping for an infant named Jeb. One of us has made a gross error and wasted the other person's valuable time...

ELIJAH: Once again please?

BUSINESS MAN: My son Jeb. It's a gift for him.

ELIJAH: How old is Jeb?

BUSINESS MAN: Four.

ELIJAH: No.

BUSINESS MAN: Wrap it up.

ELIJAH: You've made a considerably wise decision.

MEGAN: Why?

DAVID: I don't know Megan.

MEGAN: It's like you resent us David. Resent the life you have.

MEGAN: Maybe it wasn't a specific moment, maybe it--

DAVID: I had a nightmare one night and I didn't wake you up so you could tell me it was okay. I think that was the first time. Does that count?

MEGAN: That counts.

DAVID: I'm not sure.

MEGAN: Think carefully?

DAVID: What about the game?

MEGAN: It's finished. I won.

DAVID: Soft and Wet. That's very interesting.

MEGAN: My turn. When was the first time the thought popped into your head that we might not make it?

MEGAN: I didn't know that. Mine's still brown.

DAVID: My turn. What's your favorite song?

MEGAN: Soft and Wet, by the Artist Formerly Known as Prince.

DAVID: What was that?

MEGAN: We're supposed to be honest.

DAVID: ...I think rust.

MEGAN: Rust?

DAVID: As a color, not as rust. You know, a rust colored paint or wood?

MEGAN: He didn't do anything. He just told me his theory... It's sad when patients get like that. They loose reality.

DAVID: Jeremy what the hell are you doing?

MEGAN: Oh. Elijah Price came to visit me at the center today.

DAVID: Jesus.

DAVID: Would you like to try going--

MEGAN: Yes.

DAVID: out again?

MEGAN: He's just laying in bed. He's pretty upset. He won't talk.

DAVID: He's dealing with a lot of things. I think he needs to find answers himself.

DAVID: What do I do when I'm around someone I know?

MEGAN: You use your sleeve.

DAVID: ...When you work with clients on machines, do they sometimes just jump up a level or two? Do something they didn't know they were capable of?

MEGAN: Not often, but it is possible. Most people get scared when they see the shadow of their limits. They don't know how long the shadow really is. They don't know how far away the real limits are standing... They stop out of fear.

DAVID: I remember you.

MEGAN: I was hoping you would call me, but... Anyway I decided not to wait. I was thinking, it might be nice to go to dinner together.

DAVID: Megan?

MEGAN: Yes. Is this David?

DAVID: Yeah? Megan where are you calling from?

MEGAN: My name is Megan Inverso. We went to college together.

MEGAN: I've come to a decision.

DAVID: Oh.

DAVID: When was the last time I wore pink?

MEGAN: The Mitchell barbecue three years ago.

DAVID: Oh shit...

MEGAN: Matching shirt and shorts. It was brutal.

MEGAN: Is that what you wanted to ask me?

DAVID: Yes.

MEGAN: Is there anything else you wanted to ask me while I'm up?... When was the last time you wore pink? When was the last time you drank soup standing up? Final call for strange questions at two in the morning.

DAVID: No that's it.

MEGAN: ...I can't remember.

DAVID: That's strange isn't it? Not remembering one fever... Or a cold... Or a sore throat. What do you think that means?

MEGAN: It means we're probably to tired to remember.

MEGAN: I don't know. It's been a while.

DAVID: I haven't been sick this year. I know that.

MEGAN: Okay.

DAVID: Do you remember me getting sick?

MEGAN: Not a specific day. What's this about?

DAVID: Megan, do you ever remember me getting sick?

MEGAN: Is Jeremy okay?

DAVID: He's asleep.

MEGAN: Oh.

DAVID: I don't think I got the job in New York.

MEGAN: What does that mean?

DAVID: I'm still going to New York. Just not this second.

MEGAN: I don't want to drag this out too long for Jeremy.

DAVID: I know.

ELIJAH: Are you finished?

DAVID: No. And I have been sick. I spent a week in a hospital when I was a boy recovering from pneumonia and almost drowning. Two skinny eight year old kids were playing around the pool. They were dunking me. I swallowed water. They didn't know it and they almost killed me. Heroes don't get killed like that. Normal people do.

DAVID: I must have felt some lump in his back when I bumped him. Most guns have a black or silver handle. I had a fifty-fifty shot at the color.

ELIJAH: That's not what I witnessed David.

DAVID: Stop messing with my life Elijah. My son almost shot me last night. He wanted to prove you were right.

ELIJAH: I never said you couldn't be killed. I never said that.

DAVID: You have a problem, Elijah. My wife is right. Somewhere along the line one of your bones broke and your mind just broke with it.

DAVID: Quick.

ELIJAH: The car accident you were in... Was there anyone else involved?

DAVID: I have to go now.

ELIJAH: One last question.

DAVID: Okay, I don't want to play this game anymore.

ELIJAH: It's an exaggeration of the truth. Maybe it's based on something as simple as instinct. Like being able to touch someone and tell whether they've done something wrong... Or the level of what they've done wrong.

DAVID: The guy might not have been carrying anything.

ELIJAH: Or he might have been carrying a silver handled gun tucked in his pants.

DAVID: Listen. I got to be on the sidelines during the game... You can get to your seat by taking the stairwell at--

ELIJAH: Characters in comic books are often attributed special powers. X-ray vision, things of that sort.

DAVID: Yes.

ELIJAH: Have you ever tried to develop it?

DAVID: I don't know what you're asking?

ELIJAH: You're skill.

ELIJAH: You have good instincts when it comes to things like that?

DAVID: Like what?

ELIJAH: Telling when people have done something wrong?

DAVID: I thought he was carrying something.

ELIJAH: But not a knife?

DAVID: I got this picture of a silver handled gun tucked in his pants. Like on t.v.

DAVID: I got you a seat in the seven hundred level. It's nose-bleed territory, but at least you won't get spit on.

ELIJAH: How did you know that man you bumped was carrying a weapon?

DAVID: Probably the army jacket. Those guys carry hunting knives and stuff for show.

ELIJAH: You thought he was carrying a knife?

DAVID: Just give me a minute.

ELIJAH: Is there a problem?

DAVID: That guy in green. Sometimes people carry weapons in here. Then they drink too much. They're team isn't doing so well, bad things happen... We do random pat downs of the crowd to discourage people from carrying. If he's carrying, he'll step out of line.

ELIJAH: Why is it, do you think, that of all the professions in the world... you chose protection?

DAVID: Are you for real?

ELIJAH: You could have poured coffee in Starbucks, you could have learned to install track lighting in office buildings, you could have told people their horoscopes on the internet... You could have been one of ten thousand things... but in the end, you chose to protect people. You made that decision... and I find that very, very interesting. Now all I need is your credit card number.

DAVID: What do you want?

ELIJAH: Not money. But I appreciate your healthy cynicism in the manner. It will be wise for both of us to proceed with greatest caution.

DAVID: We're not proceeding anywhere together.

ELIJAH: We've already begun.

DAVID: It's for last week's game.

ELIJAH: I've come to understand that... An ill advised purchase in the parking lot.

DAVID: What's this about? This is obviously some scam. Is this where you tell me one of those pictures is like an investment?

ELIJAH: You've misunderstood.

DAVID: I see guys like you all the time in my work. You find someone you think is emotionally vulnerable and you tell them a fantastic story, utterly convincing... and somewhere in there, you slip it in... 'I just need your credit card number','I just need a small down payment.'

DAVID: At the church... You were following me weren't you?

ELIJAH: Technically no. I gambled that you would attend the church service. I just waited for you.

ELIJAH: This city has had its share of disasters. Well publicized ones. It was around the time of that plane crash, when it first entered my head. And there it stayed, as I waited and watched the news over the years... And then one day I see a news report on a train accident and its sole survivor who was miraculously unharmed. And just like that, an idea blossoms into the flower of possible reality.

DAVID: What was your idea Elijah?

DAVID: You forgot the "Now I'm going to tell you what the hell is going on" step. See usually that comes before the, "It's over" Step. And it always, always comes before the "You can go" Step. What is over?

ELIJAH: The life of an idea that has lived too long in my head.

ELIJAH: I assumed because of the train.

DAVID: You assumed wrong.

ELIJAH: What's he talking about?

DAVID: In college. A car accident.

ELIJAH: Was it serious?

ELIJAH: How certain are you that you haven't been sick in your life?

DAVID: Seventy-five percent.

ELIJAH: Seventy-five percent? That's not nearly good enough for me. I'm extremely skeptical.

DAVID: Skeptical about what?

ELIJAH: Your answer to my question. It's one thing to have never been injured in your life, but to state that you've never taken ill, well that's a whole new level.

ELIJAH: You've never been sick?

DAVID: I don't know for sure. ...I don't think so.

DAVID: He's doing well today.

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: I'm very proud of him. He's been through a lot in his life. A lot of ups and downs, a lot of bad spells. A couple I'd thought had broken him... I mean emotionally. They were bad... But he made it. Yes he did.

DAVID: He's kind of a miracle.

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: Yes he is.

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: I am. I'm helping him with the sale.

DAVID: It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm David Dunne.

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: He's spoken of you. He says you're becoming friends.

DAVID: We are.

DAVID: When?

WALKIE: Just now. They want you to come down to his school.

DAVID: Yeah?

WALKIE: There's a message for you at the office. Your kid was hurt.

WALKIE: Dunne, it's Jenkins, we got a guy at gate 17C with a bogus ticket. Says he knows you. He won't tell me his name.

DAVID: What's he look like?

WALKIE: He's got the most beautiful eyes... The hell kind of question is that? He's a guy.

DAVID: Send him packing. I'm not walking all the way over there.

WALKIE: Consider him packed. I didn't like his attitude... Struttin around with a cane and shit.

JEREMY: Don't be scared.

DAVID: Jeremy if you pull that trigger I'm going to leave! I'm going to go to New York.

JEREMY: I'll just shoot him once.

DAVID: Jeremy listen to what--

DAVID: That was me they were talking about. I almost died. That was me.

JEREMY: You're lying.

DAVID: I'm not. I just didn't connect it.

JEREMY: YOU WON'T GET HURT...

DAVID: Elijah was wrong.

JEREMY: I know now.

DAVID: Know what?

JEREMY: You're secret identity. That man was right.

JEREMY: I'm sleeping in my room.

DAVID: I see.

JEREMY: I'm not scared.

DAVID: That's great.

JEREMY: Do you know why?

DAVID: How many did you put on that time?

JEREMY: All of it.

DAVID: There's no more left?

DAVID: What do you do if something happens?

JEREMY: Get mom.

JEREMY: How much is it?

DAVID: Two hundred and seventy.

DAVID: How much did you take off?

JEREMY: I lied.

DAVID: No.

JEREMY: I mean if you knew karate?

DAVID: No Jeremy.

JEREMY: What if he wasn't aloud to kick and you were really mad at him?

DAVID: You put too much. That's two hundred and fifty pounds.

JEREMY: How much can you lift?

JEREMY: You think you could beat up Mike Tyson? I mean before he started wiggin out and eating people's ears?

DAVID: No.

JEREMY: What if you worked out everyday for six months? You think you could beat him then?

DAVID: No.

JEREMY: What if you only ate foods that were good for you and you worked out everyday for a year?

DAVID: I'm going to go in.

JEREMY: Just play one set of downs. I told them you were great.

DAVID: Why'd you do that?

JEREMY: Just one--

DAVID: Jeremy. I'm going in. I have to do some things.

JEREMY: What things?

DAVID: I'm going to work out.

JEREMY: I'll help you.

DAVID: There's nothing to do.

JEREMY: He going pro in the draft. They say he can run the fifty--

DAVID: In under six seconds. I've heard.

DAVID: Jeremy, why don't you go sleep with your mom?

JEREMY: I want to sleep here tonight.

DAVID: I think it's be better if I was alone.

JEREMY: I won't make any noise.

DAVID: How about your room then? If you get scared like before, you can come back in here?

DAVID: He doesn't look very threatening.

WOMAN: That's what I said to my son. He said, there's always two kinds. The soldier villain who fights the hero with his hands, and then there's the real threat. The brilliant and evil arch enemy who fights the hero with his mind.

DAVID: Yeah, hello.

WOMAN: Is David Dunne there?

DAVID: Not really.

WOMAN: This kid is six foot two, two hundred and forty pounds. He runs the fifty in under six seconds. He's going to be a God.

DAVID: You represent someone in Philadelphia?

WOMAN: I'm meeting a player from Temple University. He's a cornerback. You like football?

DAVID: You like sports?

WOMAN: It's my field. I represent athletes. I'm an agent.

DAVID: What a coincidence? I'm a male synchronized swimmer and I'm looking for representation.

WOMAN: Is that right?

DAVID: But I'm afraid of water, so that's been holding my career back a little bit.

MAN IN SCRUBS: Where were you sitting on the train?

DAVID: Against a window.

MAN IN SCRUBS: In the passenger car?

DAVID: Yes. Where are the rest of the passengers?

MAN IN SCRUBS: Was your family traveling with you?

DAVID: No.

MAN IN SCRUBS: Did you get up from your seat?

DAVID: No.

MAN IN SCRUBS: You are in the emergency room of the University of Pennsylvania Hospital. You were in a serious accident. How's your vision?

DAVID: Fine.

MAN IN SCRUBS: How are you feeling?

DAVID: Okay.

MEGAN: Is this a religious thing?

ELIJAH: I own a comic book museum. It's called the Limited Edition.

MEGAN: For a second there I thought you were a fanatic.

ELIJAH: I believe comic books are based loosely on reality -- I believe there are real life equivalents of the heroes in those books that walk the earth -- I believe your husband is one of those individuals.

ELIJAH: There have been three major disasters in this city over the last four years. I've followed each one of them... A Seven-three-seven crashes on take off. One hundred and seventy-two die. No survivors... A hotel fire downtown. Two hundred and eleven die. No survivors... And am Amtrak train derails seven and half miles outside of the city. One hundred and thirty one die. One survivor. He is unharmed. I've spoken with your husband about his survival. I suggested a rather unbelievable explanation. Since then, I've come to believe, that my explanation, however unbelievable, is in fact, true.

MEGAN: And what was that explanation?

ELIJAH: Now you're going to have to tell me more.

MEGAN: ...See my husband was a big football star in college and we were in an accident together. Our car flipped on an icy road. We were both injured. He couldn't play football anymore. If that hadn't happened, we wouldn't have been together.

ELIJAH: How so?

MEGAN: Football wasn't the kind of life I wanted... For ten years I'd be by the phone waiting for a call telling me he broke his neck in a practice game. And if it wasn't that call, it would be a call telling me he blew out his knee or suffered his third concussion. I've seen way too much of it in my job... I can barely take it when my clients are in pain. I don't hate the game. I admire the amount of skill it involved and, like everyone else, I was in awe of how he could play it, but I couldn't give him my heart and then have something happen to him. And it always does with that game. It's not a thing many people would understand.

ELIJAH: You and my mother would have a special connection.

MEGAN: Any way, fate stepped in and took football out of the equation.

ELIJAH: ...And everyone lived happily ever after.

MEGAN: Twelve years.

ELIJAH: How did you get together?

MEGAN: We're going to prevent any substantial atrophy of your good leg with this. It works the quadriceps.

ELIJAH: How long have you been married?

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: Well, go get it then.

ELIJAH: Where is it?

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: On a bench, across the street.

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: ...I got a present for you.

ELIJAH: Why?

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: Forget why. Do you want it or not?

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: No more sitting in this room. I've let it go on long enough.

ELIJAH: I'm not going out anymore. I'm not getting hurt again. This was the last time. I told you.

ELIJAH'S MOTHER: You can't do anything about that. You might fall between that chair and this television. If that's what God has planned for you, that's what's going to happen. You can't hide from it in your room.