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(POUNDING AGAINST METAL)

(LOW, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CLATTERING)

(POUNDING, CLATTERING)

- (POUNDING)
- (MEN CHATTER IN RUSSIAN)

(POUNDING)

- (CLATTERING, POUNDING)
- (CHATTER IN RUSSIAN
CONTINUES)

(POUNDING)

- (POUNDING)
- MAN: Obviously,
I miscalculated a few things.

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

RUSSIAN MAN, THROUGH DOOR:
Eddie! I know you're in there!

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

- (NOISES CONTINUE)
- (CHAINSAW STARTING UP)

MAN: Why is it that the moment
your life exceeds your wildest dreams...

COMPUTER VOICE: The access
code you have entered...

MAN: ...the knife appears
at your back?

COMPUTER VOICE: The access
code you have entered is invalid...

MAN: Well, I'll tell you
one thing...

...I will never
let them touch me.

(SIRENS WAILING BELOW)

(GUNFIRE)

My neighbor, who must have
opened his door to complain.

- (CHAINSAW ROARING NEARBY)
- RUSSIAN MAN: You're gonna be
next, Eddie! We're coming in!

For a guy with a four digit IQ,
I must have missed something.

And I hadn't missed much.

I'd come this close to having
an impact on the world.

And now, the only thing
I'd have an impact on...

...was the sidewalk.

(HORNS HONKING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ECHOING)

(SIRENS WAILING NEARBY)

(HORNS HONKING)

MAN: You see that guy?

That was me, not so long ago.

What kind of guy without a drug
or alcohol problem looks this
way?

Only a writer. Strangely
enough, nobody believed that
I actually had a book contract.

Well, it's masquerading as
a sci-fi novel, but it's really
my own personal manifesto

about the plight of the
individual in the 21st century.

I sort of created a utopian
society where we all sort of...
(STAMMERING)

It's really... it's really...

Uh...

Today was the day
I was gonna kick its ass.

Here we go. Here we go.
Here we go...

(KEYS CLACKING)

It was gonna be great.

Just gotta put in the time.
Stay in the room.

That's the key concept.

Don't leave the room.

(CLATTERING)

A few weeks passed this way.

Maybe a few months.

At least I still had Lindy.

Just like that?

Come on, Eddie.
This is hardly a surprise.

I-I'm surprised.

(chuckling)

Let's just not do this, OK?
Let me...

I'm gonna hand in
90 pages to Marla on Friday.

- If you just wait to see
what she says...
- Eddie.

- What?
- I know how it's going.

I'm your...

I was your girlfriend.

That word doesn't even begin
to describe what you are to me.

Partner? Squeeze?

Paramour. Inamorata.

Cleaning lady. Bank.

WAITER: Thanks. Be right back.

Be that a...

What's mine is yours, too,
and you know I want to share
the rest of my life with you.

- In fact, I was thinking
that we should...
- Don't propose.

Why not?

Because it worked out
so well for you last time.

EDDIE: It's true, I did marry
once. Right out of college,
to Melissa.

- I do.
- (PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

Briefly.

This isn't working.

Well, even though everything you
say is true, I still love you.

I gotta get back to work.

You didn't even
tell me what happened.

- I got it.
- You did?

Mm-hm. I'm an editor.

I'll have my own assistant.
Can you believe that?

Yeah, of course I believe it.
You deserve it.

Thanks.

- OK.
- OK.

EDDIE: She was right.
Why stick it out?

I had clearly
missed the on-ramp.

We both knew what
was beckoning.

The lower bunk in my
childhood bedroom in Jersey.

My father happy to welcome me
into the challenging field of
dental supply inventory.

Eddie Morra.

Of all the useless relationships

better forgotten
and put away in mothballs,

is there any more useless
than... the ex-brother-in-law?

Holy shit, man.

- What has it been?
Like nine years? God!
- Hey.

You all right? You look like
you're living on the streets.

What's going on?

Not much, uh, I... Well...
What am I... What's up?

Uh... I'm writing.
Writing a lot.

Oh, you're still
trying to write?

Matter of fact,
I have a book contract.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- That's great.
- How about you? Are you
still dealing, Vern?

- Do I look like
I'm still dealing?
- No, you don't. No.

Come on, let's go get a drink.
I want to hear about this book.

I don't know. It's 2:00
in the afternoon. (CHUCKLING)

When has that ever stopped you?

(CHUCKLES) Oh...

- So.
- So, uh...

How's Melissa doing?

- BARTENDER: Here you go.
- Thanks.

Wouldn't know. I don't see her.
She moved upstate.

She got some kind of Internet
home sales kind of job.
Couple kids.

Couple kids. Who's the husband?

He walked out on her,
if you really want to know.

But what do you care, man?

You were married, like,
five minutes.

Look, I don't wanna talk about
her. I wanna talk about you,
OK?

Tell me about this book.
How's it going?

(SIGHING)
Well, it's, uh...

I'm... I'm...

I'm behind.
I'm behind on my book.

And it's pretty well polluting
my days and nights, if you
really want to know.

- Well, how much have you
written of it?
- Not one word.

- Creative problems, huh?
- Yeah. Mm-hm.

Well, I suppose
I can help you with that.

Just this once.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

You don't even know what it is.

- You're still dealing.
- Brother, I am light years
from that now.

I've been doing some consulting
for a pharmaceutical company.

What, like some offshore
lab making fake Viagra?
Come on, Vern.

No. This is an exclusive
product that's coming on
stream next year.

They've had clinical trials
and it's FDA approved.

All right, just out of curiosity
and that's all...

- Mm-hm.
- Let's see it.

- What's in it?
- They've identified these
receptors in the brain

that activate
specific circuits.

And you how they say
that we can only access
20 percent of our brain?

Well, what this does...
it lets you access all of it.

(SIGHS) Vern, look at me.
Do I look good to you?

I'm broke and I'm depressed
off my ass.

I don't think that my life's
gonna take some sudden upswing
into fame and fortune

- by taking some shiny,
brand-new designer drug.
- (CELL PHONE RINGING)

Gant. When?

Tell him we can't do that.
No, you tell him.

(SIGHING) No, now.

Well, I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to leave you here, Eddie.

But I really... I really do
want to do this again.

So, call me.
And that's on the house.

I don't want it.

Don't be ungrateful.
You know how much that costs?

Eight hundred bucks. A pop.

You're welcome.

(♪ CONWAY TWITTY:
"LONELY BOY BLUE")

♪ Yeah lonely ♪

♪ Lonely blue boy ♪

♪ Is my name ♪

EDDIE: All the way home,
I thought about Melissa.

How could she
be a failure, too?

- She'd been so smart.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Smarter than anyone around her.

Clearly, there was a direct
link between this Eddie,

slightly drunk at 3:00
in the afternoon,
and an earlier Eddie...

- (RETCHING)
- ...vomiting
on his boss's desk

or stealing his dying
aunt's Percocet.

So who could blame
Lindy for dumping me?

♪ So if you should find it ♪

♪ And if you're alone ♪

♪ Well lonely ♪

In the end, how much worse
could it get?

♪ Lonely blue boy
is my name ♪

(SIGHING)

I didn't want to see anybody.

Especially not my landlord's
nasty young wife.

- Valerie, Tuesday.
- Look. Enough, OK?

Steve handles the rent, so you
can feed your crap to him.

EDDIE: I suddenly had extra
reason to get away from her.

I had thoughtlessly ingested
a substance.

Like the rent's not low enough!

I had gotten remarkably
little information

from Vernon about what
this drug would do.

You could even be a bike
messenger and come up
with that. Really.

- What if it
was a hallucinogen?
- It's pathetic.

Oh, my God.
Listening to her rag...

If I were tripping,
I'd jump out a window.

Hello? Are you listening to me?

(voice echoing) Do you get it?
You are gonna be out
on the streets!

And then, I felt it.

(FOOTSTEPS ECHOING)

- (SPOKES CLICKING)
- (ELECTRICITY BUZZING)

- I was blind, but now I see.
- (VOICE ECHOING INDISTINCTLY)

(echoing, fading) ...running
away! You can't even look at me...

Because you're not even a man.
You're not even a man!

You don't have rent!
You don't have a job!

- What's wrong?
- What?

You don't like me and
I don't blame you.
You see a self-defeating,

energy-sucking piece of shit
who's sponging off your husband.

You're wishing I'd blow my
brains out, but my existence
shouldn't make you this upset.

What is it?

- That's none of your business.
- Something wrong at law school?

How do you know
I'm in law school?

People who aren't usually
don't carry around

dry, academically-
constipated books

about a dead Supreme Court justice.

You're a creep, aren't you?

You've been... You've been
following me.

No, I just noticed the book.

You just saw
the corner of it.

How did you know that?

EDDIE: I'd seen it before.

Twelve years ago in college.

Sitting on the couch

of a TA I was trying to make,

waiting for her to come

back out of the bathroom,
hoping she'd have a condom.

Somehow my unconscious
had served that up.

A memory I had
never even recorded.

Or was it there the whole time
and all I needed
was the access?

If you're writing a paper,
that's not the book I'd use.

Well, who asked you?

Hastings has his oral history.
I'd start there.

Interesting point.
Grammatically, this guy
was an idiot,

which sort of gives credence
to the theory that one of the
clerks he had fired

actually wrote most of
this guy's major opinions.

You could Google the clerk's
sons, they'd love to talk
to you. Exonerate their dad.

That'd give you something
that no one else has...

EDDIE: Information
from the odd museum show,
a half-read article,

some PBS documentary...
it was all bubbling up
in my frontal lobes,

mixing itself together into
a sparkling cocktail of useful information.

- (LAUGHING)
- She didn't have a chance.

(STAMMERING)
So, what are your suggestions?

(VALERIE MOANING, GIGGLING)

EDDIE: We'd really worked
on her paper, too.

In 45 minutes, it was a
polished gem. She was pleased.

(VALERIE CRYING OUT)

(♪ ASH GRUNWALD: "W")

EDDIE: Home. But it couldn't
be my home, could it?

Who would live like this?

My first thought: Torch it.

But saner heads prevailed.

♪ I'm walking ♪

♪ Through the night ♪

♪ I don't need nobody ♪

♪ To tell me everything's
a-gonna be right ♪

♪ I'm walking ♪

♪ Through the night ♪

♪ I need love ♪

♪ You gonna give me that sugar
I don't feel right ♪

What was this drug? I couldn't
stay messy on it, I hadn't had
a cigarette in six hours,

hadn't eaten, so... abstemious
and tidy? What was this?

A drug for people who wanted
to be more anal retentive?

I wasn't high, I wasn't wired.
Just clear.

I knew what I needed to do
and how to do it.

♪ Take it all
Take it all back ♪

♪ Take it all
Take it all back ♪

♪ Take it all
Take it all back ♪

♪ Take it all
Take it all back ♪

The next morning, I sent
a little probe down into
my brain.

No surge of brilliance
came up to greet me.

In short... I was back.

But, something remained.

You're kidding.

No.

Words have appeared on paper.

- Yes.
- Written by you.

All you have to do
is read three pages.

Just read three pages
in the next hour and...

...if you don't want to keep
reading, I'll give you back
the advance.

All right.

- OK, Eddie.
- OK.

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE,
HORNS HONKING)

(SIGHING)

(BEEPING)

WOMAN: Eddie, give me
a call when you get in.

(BEEPING)

WOMAN: Eddie, I'm 40 pages
further in. Call me.

- (EXHALING)
- It's a little grandiose,
but I'm still reading.

- (CHUCKLING)
- (BEEPING)

- WOMAN:
OK, how did you do this?
- (LAUGHING)

(STAMMERING) I'd really like...
Just call me the minute you get
in. Call. OK?

- VERNON: Who is it?
- Hey, Vernon, it's Eddie.

- Eddie who?
- Uh... Morra.

Not a good time, Eddie.

Uh... Hey, Vern, I really
just need to talk to you.

Hey... Oh, whoa.

- Vern, what happened?
- Don't worry about it.
I'm fine.

(SIGHING) So, Eddie.
You are interested after all.

- That stuff's amazing.
- Works better if you're
already smart.

Vern, who did this to you?

Trust me, you don't
want to know.

Uh...

- So, what's it called?
- Doesn't have
a street name yet.

But the boys in the kitchen
are calling it NZT 48.

"The boys in the kitchen"?
I don't...

That doesn't sound
very FDA-approved, Vern.

FDA-approved, that's a laugh.
You didn't really believe
that shit, did ya?

EDDIE:
OK, so what do we have here?

Some unknown, untested,
possibly dangerous drug

scammed out of some
unidentified lab somewhere

given to me by a highly
unreliable guy I hadn't
seen in years.

- So you want some more?
- Yes. Definitely.

All right, we'll talk about it,
but I need a favor first.

Obviously, I'm in no condition
to go out right now, so,

I was wondering if you could
pop down to the dry cleaners,
grab my suit for me.

And maybe grab a little...
a little breakfast for us.

EDDIE: He knew he had me.

- Sure.
- (DINGING)

EDDIE: From now on,
I'd happily be his errand boy.

Wash his windows,
scrub his toilet...

...anything I could do
to get my hands on that
little clear pill

that would bring back...
Enhanced Eddie.

Vern?

Vern?

Vern...

(GASPING SOB) Oh, Vern.

(SOFT CLATTER)

(PANTING)

Hey, hey!

Hey!

- (BUTTONS BEEPING)
- (GASPING, PANTING)

- WOMAN: 911, what's your
emergency?
- Hi, I need to report a...

- ...a murder.
- (INDISTINCT DIALOGUE)

- 7B, yes.
- (INDISTINCT DIALOGUE)

OK, I won't.

EDDIE: Took them forever.
And the longer I stood there,
the clearer I saw.

Vern had known whoever
had done this.

And one guess what
they'd been looking for.

But had they found it?

(PANTING)

Shit, if you ever cooked,
I'd be dead, too.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

MAN: Police Department!
Open the door, please!

- (POUNDING)
- MAN: Police Department!
Open the door!

(POUNDING)

Open the door, please!

(POUNDING)

Police! Open the door!

Let's go! Open the door!

- Let me see your hands.
Let me see your hands!
- Hey.

No, no, I'm the one who called!
I called you guys! (PANTING)

So, you guys tight?
Hang out a lot?

No, my ex-wife's brother.
I just actually ran into him
on the street

- and he asked me
to come up to...
- Buy some drugs?

- No, no. What?
- What did this guy do?

He, uh... I don't know.
He was, um...

I heard that
he was an antiques dealer?

- A dealer?
- Yeah, uh, antiques.

Um... like Viennese kinda...

- ...chairs and stuff.
- (PHONE RINGING)

Like, you know,
like curlicue leg things.

Yeah?

That is correct.
An Edward Morra.

He's here.

Victim's sister.

EDDIE: I hadn't heard
her voice in ten years.

- MELISSA: Eddie?
- Melissa?

- (SIGHING) You were there?
- Um...

Just before. I-I had run
into him on the street and,
uh... yeah.

Oh, God. I wish I was more
surprised. He was involved
in some stuff.

I'd better not say any more.

(SOFTLY) No, no,
that's probably a good idea.

So, uh... We should probably
meet or something, right?

No, I gotta do the funeral and
God knows what else. I just...

We can't meet, OK?

Right. Well, I'll just...
I guess I'll just see you at the
funeral then.

No. I don't want that.
Please don't. I'll call you
at some point, OK?

- When this is over.
- OK, all right.

- OK.
- (DIAL TONE)

You know, something
doesn't gel here.

Write down your number.
I may need to contact you later.

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

EDDIE: Worth the risk?

(♪ THE BLACK KEYS:
"HOWLIN' FOR YOU")

What would you do?

♪ All right
I must admit ♪

♪ I can't explain ♪

♪ Any of these thoughts
racing through my brain ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

(OVERLAPPING, MUFFLED CHATTER)

EDDIE: Vern's cash, combined
with an unprecedented surge of motivation,

enabled me to finish
the book in four days.

♪ Ba da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da da ♪

EDDIE: A tablet a day

and what I could do
with my day was limitless.

- (CLASSICAL SONG)
- I learned to play
the piano in three days.

Math became useful.

And fun.

I'm all in.

(MEN GROANING)

(WOMAN SPEAKS FOREIGN
LANGUAGE OVER HEADPHONES)

EDDIE: Even half-listening
to any language,

I became fluent.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

So that Shakespeare's catchiness
belies mediocrity?

There's no arguing with you.

(HEAVY BREATHING)

EDDIE: This was great.

So, Mom, I've been doing
a little research on Aunt
Helen's tumor.

And it's totally clear
that anybody with familial
adenomatous polyposis

should be supplementing
platinum-based doublet regiments
with eicosapentaenoic acid.

EDDIE: I suddenly knew
everything. About everything.

Well, sure, you get a short-term
spike, but wouldn't that rapid expansion

devalue that stock
completely in two years?

No, because there
are safeguards.

Against aggressive
over-expansion?

There aren't. Because there are
no safeguards in human nature.

- We're wired to overreach.
- Hm.

Look at history, all the
countries that ever ruled
the world.

Portugal with this
big massive navy.

- All they got now are
salt cod and cheap condoms.
- (CHUCKLING)

And Brits? Now they're
just sitting on a dank
little island

fussing over their suits.
No one's stopping and thinking,
"Hey, we're doing pretty well.

We got France, we got Poland,
we got a big Swiss bank account.

You know what? Let's not invade
Russia in the winter.

Let's go home, let's pop a beer,
and let's live off the
interest."

- (ALL CHUCKLING)
- Yeah.

EDDIE: My brain was
just pouring this stuff out.

Everything I had ever read,
heard, seen was now organized
and available.

Here it is. Here you go.

Eddie. Hey. Listen, I'm sure
you have a portfolio,

but if you don't, I'd be very
interested in working with you.

- OK, Kevin.
- (♪ BOMBA ESTERO:
"LA BOQUIL (DIXONE REMIX)")

EDDIE: I made some new friends
who invited me to the beach.

The beach was not nearby.

(INDISTINCT,
OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

EDDIE: All my fear,
all my shyness, gone.

They've done four
basic trials...

But mere lounging
wasn't enough.

(ENGINE POWERING)

(HORN HONKING)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

- (WOMAN GIGGLING)
- (LAUGHING)

EDDIE: Only problem?
If I wasn't moving forward,

I felt like
I was going to explode.

WOMAN: Come up here because
it's beautiful, right?

- Anybody ever jump?
- WOMAN: Are you crazy?

- He's gonna do it.
- He's not gonna do it.

Oh, my God!

(GASPING)

EDDIE: And then I began
to form an idea.

Suddenly, I knew exactly
what I needed to do.

It wasn't writing.
It wasn't books.

It was much bigger than that.

But it would take
money to get there.

In a down market,
no one was making much.

- (WOMAN CHATTERS
OVER RADIO INDISTINCTLY)
- EDDIE: But no one had NZT.

WOMAN ON RADIO: In an
optimistic scenario,

gains of that nature
merely would reflect

growth in the economy and
would not pose an obstacle...

(WOMAN'S VOICE FADING)

EDDIE: Armed with Vern's
last $800, I made 2,000
in a day.

Next day, 7,500.

It was too slow.
I'd need more capital.

But banks weren't lending
to guys like me.

- Hey, Liev.
- That's your man in the corner
back there.

Yeah.

So, uh, Liev told you that I'm
looking for a short-term loan?

(RUSSIAN ACCENT) Yeah,
and I told Liev forget it.

Why?

Because I don't see you before

and I don't like you already.

Why do I give you $100,000?

Because...

...I quintupled my money
four days in a row.

So you got a fix on the game.

No, not a fix.

I was able to calculate certain
patterns using algorithms.

- If you look at column four,
this was the first...
- (GROANS)

(CHUCKLES) You're good.

OK, it's a fix.

Yeah, you know,
all you people get caught.

- What are you gonna do then?
- Well, it's not as if I have

a black book
with your name in it,

if that's what
you're talking about.

And besides, I get the strong
feeling that you're not somebody
I want to disappoint.

- Don't get up. I said
don't get up. Sit down!
- Hey. OK.

- OK, you take this,
you mine.
- OK.

You understand? You don't pay,
you know what we do?

I cut you at waist.

Peel your skin up over your head
and tie knot in it.

- You don't die from this.
You suffocate.
- OK.

Good luck.

EDDIE: My new friend,
Kevin Doyle, showed me
how you could leverage

two and a half times your cash
at the day trading firm.

I'd been upping the dose
for over a week.

It seemed to cut
my learning curve.

Why are you buying that?
The CEO was just indicted.

But not for the big fat defense
contract he bribed his way into.

That's still on.
Should be announced next week.

EDDIE:
I was jacked in. Booted up.

At the end of the week,
my brokerage account contained
over two million dollars.

Word quickly got out.

- (BEEPING)
- (MACHINE VOICE)
You have 19 messages.

EDDIE: Four job offers, my
bank raising my line of credit,

a reporter from the
New York Post.

MAN: Really
call me back, Mr. Morra.

No one makes money that fast.

This article's gonna get
written with or without you.

EDDIE: And finally, Kevin
Doyle trying to sound casual.

KEVIN: Eddie, I was talking
you up to my boss and, well,
the impossible happened, bud.

We got you a meeting
with Carl Van Loon.

Carl Van Loon
wants to meet you?

- Apparently so.
- But you're not in
the finance game.

What can you do
for Carl Van Loon?

(BOTH SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(CHUCKLING)

Since when
do you speak Italian?

Oh. (CHUCKLES)
Self-improvement month.

I guess somebody gave me
a wake up call.

I hope you didn't
do it for me.

No, I just wanted to
apologize to you, Lin.

And let you know that apparently
my capacity for self-sabotage
wasn't boundless after all.

The real question is,
why did you ever put up with me?

I was in love with you.

So, when does
the book come out?

Next year.
How's your new assistant?

- She's good.
- Good.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

And are you
gonna get a new...

You know...

...I'm really happy
you're here with me.

I'm proud of you. And...

(CHUCKLES)

...a little intimidated.

EDDIE: We started up again.

Her place.

My place.

Basically every place.

"In a sizzling three days of
trading, the unknown Mr. Morra
trumped the market,

prompting one top hedge fund
manager to comment:

'He's Houdini.
He's a prophet of our times.'"

OK, give me that.
Give me that!

- "He's God"?
- You coming over later?

I can't. I don't have a key.

Oh, that's right.

- Can I have it back?
- Uh, nope.

- No?
- I mean, does it
have to be that key?

Can it be a new key?

To our place?

- It would be cost effective.
- And you say I'm not practical.

(CHUCKLING)

Can I walk you to work? Hm?

Whatcha doing, hon?

Nothing.

You should sleep.

Isn't your Van Loon
meeting tomorrow?

LINDY, ECHOING: Eddie?

Are you OK?

What are you doing out here?

When's the last time
you ate something?

There he is. Nice article
in the Post, buddy.

(SIGHING) OK,
he is on his way.

Now, be warned.
He's mercurial.

One minute, your best friend,
the next, you're a leper.

And he needs direct answers.
Anything tentative and you've
lost him forever.

- Hm.
- I think we should rehearse
a few scenarios.

I'm eating, Kevin.

Hey, are you up for this?

You sure? 'Cause I got
a little bit on the line here.

Have a toast point.

- WOMAN: It's Carl Van Loon.
- MAN: That's Carl Van Loon.
He's worth a fortune.

- Hey, John.
- Hey, Carl. Good to see you.

- How are ya?
- Eddie.

So, Eddie Morra.

- What's your secret?
- Medication.

I'm on special medication.

OK.

(SIGHING)

EDDIE: Well, it's a formula
with a complex method.

But, of course, research was
a component. Massive research.

I knew every helix of every
scrap of DNA in every company
I bought.

Papers stacked like the
Himalayas in my office,
and you know what?

- The stocks went up.
- By a hair.

Sure, the stocks rose, but who
wants to do all that work for
a shitty little uptake?

It's not the visceral kind of
spike you want in short term
holdings so...

...I dispensed with all the hard
statistics and I went right to
the rumor mill.

So you bought your stocks based
on what? The tom-toms beating in
the street?

Sure. Share prices aren't really
based on how a company works.

It's about how
mass psychology works.

So, if I found certain
algorithms in the perception
of the stock...

Pattern recognition.
That's your snake oil.

Well, not everybody
understands the patterns.

And that gave me a little bit
more of an uptake, but it's
just a parlor trick.

So then, I went on
to door number three.

Are you really implying
that you have some

sort of ultimate formula?

Well, from 12,000 to
2.3 million in ten days.

- I do have a formula,
Mr. Pierce.
- Delusions of grandeur.

I don't have delusions of
grandeur, I have an actual
recipe for grandeur.

(HORNS HONKING)

I don't know who you are, Eddie,
or what you game is, but I'm
sure of one thing.

You don't work in my world.

I'm up to my ass
with investment guys

and you don't have
their half-terrified,

half-cocky line
of crap which is...

...not to say that
I like yours any better.

But you obviously pick your
stocks in a way which
I haven't seen before.

Take a look at these companies
and tell me what you think.

- Right now?
- Yeah. Take your time.

Sure.

These companies aren't
the question, are they?

Explain.

Unless you're playing
both sides of the fence.

Control the whole power
enchilada, but, no,

these companies wouldn't get
you there in emerging markets.

You would have to... Oh, whoa.

Whoa, this must be some big-ass
merger you're contemplating.

And there's really only one
company with enough bling

to justify a merger
with Van Loon and Associates.

Who have you been talking to?

Oh, I'm just connecting the
dots. Is Hank Atwood really
gonna go for it?

Well, you're an amazing
con artist, or you're
a very smart young man.

I mean, come on.
The two of you together?

The whole world would have
to come begging for energy

like Oliver Twist
and his bowl of gruel.

Now you're going backwards.
What else you got?

- A prediction.
It won't come off.
- Why's that?

- You'd have to back off Libya.
- Really?

Well, you don't want to hear
this from some schmuck
who needs a ride home.

All right, you get your shot.
Meet me tomorrow
at the Saint Regis at ten

and tell me how the gutsy little
schmuck who needs a ride home
would re-structure these deals.

- And you'd better be prepared.
- I'm at your disposal.

CARL: You don't
really live here, do you?

Well... Spartans
weren't big on amenities.

Yeah, and they eventually
got their asses kicked.

EDDIE: I didn't go in.
I wanted to walk, move,
digest, ingest.

There are moments in life...
moments when you know you've
crossed a bridge.

Your old life is over.

Van Loon was my bridge.
I finally had my shot.

Wall Street would provide my
nest egg, but then how far
could I go?

CEO? A global force?
Maybe President.

Time somebody shook up the
free world and got things done.

Suddenly...

(HORNS HONKING)

It was another skip. How had
I gone the last 20 blocks?

I got another ten blocks.
And then...

...I was way uptown.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER,
STREET NOISE)

- MAN: Hey, watch it.
- MAN 2: Hey, hey! Take it easy!

What are you doing? What
do you think you're doing?

EDDIE: A fight?
Don't know how to fight.

Or do I?

(FIGHTING SOUNDS ON TV)

(GRUNTING, SHOUTING)

You use the fishhook action
to get inside the mouth.

- Like this.
- (GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

MAN: Attack the sensitive
areas. The eyes, the throat,
the groin.

(TRAIN WHISTLE SOUNDING)

MAN:
If you are hit, do not stop.

Your persistence will
discourage your attacker.

MAN: Off-balancing your
opponent and then using his
momentum, take him down.

(♪ PROPHIT: "THIS IS MY CLUB")

♪ Do whatever you want
With whoever you want ♪

♪ Drink whatever you want
Smoke whatever you want ♪

♪ Do whatever you want ♪

EDDIE: What bar was this?

(♪ KIDZ IN THE HALL: "JUKEBOX")

...black canvas and then they
would just drop all the paint...

(LAUGHTER)

Yeah. Did you ever meet...

(OVERLAPPING,
INDISTINCT CHATTER)

...and then I actually went
there and had lunch,
I went back.

My friends are rolling...

WOMAN:
I heard you like to party, huh?

(LAUGHTER ECHOING)

(VOICES OVERLAPPING, ECHOING)

EDDIE: When it finally
stopped, I couldn't account for
the last 18 hours of my life.

(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)

LINDY: Hey, it's me.
I thought you were coming over.

Is everything OK?
Call me when you get this.

(SNIFFING)

EDDIE: Even off NZT,
I decided to give
Van Loon's files a shot.

They were hieroglyphs.

(PHONE RINGING)

- Hello?
- EDDIE: Kevin, this is Eddie.

- Eddie?
- Listen, I can't
make the meeting today.

What are you talking about?

(SIGHING)
I can't come in today, I'm sick.

Yeah, well you can't have the
flu right now. He'll never give
you this chance again.

I know, listen, I just...
I have all this data
to analyze...

KEVIN: What have you been
doing for the last day?

- (SIGHING) Kev, I...
- Don't you get it?
This is your test.

Yeah, well, I can't pass
the test right now.

And how am I gonna
look if you don't?

- I know, listen, I just...
- Shh. Listen to me.

Pull yourself together.
Get down to the meeting.

(SIGHING)

OK, OK. (STAMMERING)
I'll be there. I'll be there.

- Hey, how are ya?
- Eddie.

Good to see you again.

- Sit down.
- (SIGHING)

What do you know
about Hank Atwood?

Atwood. Um...

He's an iconoclast. Um...

Owns about half of Colorado.

So this is prepared, Eddie?

Uh... Is this Atwood 101?
Doesn't everybody know about
Atwood?

Where was he two years ago?

- CARL: Hm?
- Nowhere.

Two years ago he wasn't even
on Forbes' radar.

That was a great
leap forward, right?

CARL: I'm baffled by this guy.
He comes out of nowhere
so strong.

Has me on the run before I can
even get to anybody in his camp.

(VOICE ECHOING, FADING) Beats me
out of two properties,

investing in countries with no
oil. Places I'd never go near...

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)
- (CARL CONTINUING, INDISTINCT)

FEMALE REPORTER: We're here
in front of the hotel where
a woman,

identified as Maria Winberg,
was found dead in her room
last night,

a victim of foul play.

Ms. Winberg was a well-known
socialite and model,

but was also known for her
dedicated charity work around
the city.

Police spent hours questioning
hotel staff and patrons

and an eyewitness reported
seeing a man leaving the scene...

CARL: ...help me convince him
that I can raise his game.
Got any ideas?

What do you think?

- Hm?
- Um...

MALE REPORTER ...hotel has
adequate security cameras...

(TV CHATTER CONTINUES)

You're not one of those
kind of guys, are you Eddie?

We lose you if there's
a screen in the room?

These are tectonic plates
that are shifting right
under us.

Pardon me, one second.

EDDIE: Was it possible?
Could I have killed someone?

Was it even me?

- (PHONE RINGING)
- (MACHINE BEEPING)

MELISSA:
Eddie? This is Melissa.

Listen, Vernon hasn't been
giving you anything, has he?

Because that stuff
is dangerous.

Melissa?

Melissa, hey, do you think
that we can meet somewhere?

- I really need to talk to you.
- MELISSA: We're talking now.

No, no, let's meet at, uh...
Billy's on Grant at noon?

- You can't see me, Eddie.
- No, no...

- Eddie, please.
- Please, please come,
please come, I...

It's important, I really need to
know what you're talking about.

EDDIE: I realized that there
were other people who might
know about NZT.

Vernon's other clients.

(DIAL TONE)

(CLICKING OVER LINE)

(LINE RINGING)

- MAN: Hi.
- Yeah, hi, may I please speak
with Jerry Brady?

- Jerry's in the hospital.
- He's what?

Yeah, he's not
doing well at all.

- Yeah, hello,
is Paul Kaplan there?
- WOMAN: Uh, no. No, he's not.

Uh... Paul passed away
three days ago.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

MAN: Yeah, he started
getting headaches,

then he collapsed
at work.

Now he's in the ICU.

OK, please give him
my best. Thank you.

EDDIE: Of all the people
I called...

three were dead
and the rest were sick.

(LINE RINGING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(VOICE ECHOING) Hello? Hello?

Watch it, man!

(HORN HONKING)

(YELLING)

- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (WOMAN SCREAMING)

MAN: Did you see that?

Hey!

Go! Go! (PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

MELISSA: Eddie.

Melissa.

Hey.

Don't tell me I look good,
'cause I know.

I didn't want you
to see me this way.

You look good.

Oh, I uh...

Yeah, I sorta
got myself together.

NZT will do that to you.

- What do you mean?
- I mean, I took it, too.

- Vernon didn't tell you
any of this, did he?
- No.

Well, when he told me
about this amazing new drug,

I was like, down the hatch.
And it was. It was amazing.
(SIGHING)

I read Brian Greene's The
Elegant Universe in 45 minutes
and I understood it.

My work rate increased just
insanely overnight and my boss
started to hate me.

They offered me his job
and then... and then
I got scared.

Why?

Why? Because I'm not stupid.

Nobody can operate
at that level of mental
activity and not crash.

I stopped taking it.

- And?
- And I got sick. Headaches.

Throwing up.
So I went back to Vernon.

He told me about all the people
that were dying.

How much have you
been taking, Eddie?

I've been taking a lot.

Well, maybe... maybe they've
worked out the bugs. Maybe...

Maybe this is
a different batch.

- Yeah.
- You're off it
right now, aren't you?

- Just finish your story.
- Well...

...I didn't take any more
and I didn't die.

But after a while, I realized I
couldn't concentrate on anything
for longer than ten minutes.

I... I missed deadlines,
got lazy, slow, so slow.

That was two years ago.

And I haven't
been the same since.

(COUGHING, SNIFFING)

Do you have some left? Good.

You go home and you take it.
You take the dose down,
but you don't just stop.

You'll die if you just stop.

Try to taper off, otherwise
the headaches are just the beginning.

I have to go.

- Do you know who makes it?
- I don't know.

I have to go.

Oh, shit. Listen, listen,
listen. Listen, listen,
listen... OK.

- You forget about me, huh?
- No, no, no, no.

12:00 and you're not here.

- I'm here now.
- Good.

- Come on, get going.
- I could write you a check.

- (GRUNTING)
- Check. Check.
Are you out of your mind?

What do you think I am?
Some financial institution?

All right. You're right. Look,
we just need to go to a bank...

(GROANING)

- What do you got there?
- (GASPING)

- What is it?
- No, it's just aspirin.

Don't look like no aspirin
I ever see. It's
something good, huh?

I feel good, man.
What's in this stuff?

It's just vitamins
and aspirin.

You full of shit,
Eddie baby.

(GRUNTING)

Lindy. I wouldn't
have let him in, but...

I'm sorry... Tyler, I gotta go.

I'm sick.

I shouldn't... I'm sorry.
I couldn't make it home.

- Let's get you to a hospital.
- No, no, no, no, no.
I don't need...

I need you to get... (PANTING)
It's really simple, babe.
I need my pills.

- Eddie, what pills?
- I don't... Babe,
it's complicated.

What are you taking?
Are you on drugs?

They're... it's...
(PANTING)

EDDIE: I had no choice.
I told Lindy everything.

So all this energy of yours,
all this focus...

...has been a drug.

Well, it was supposed
to be legal.

I have a...
a supply stashed.

You want me to go get it.

- No. No, no, no.
I'm gonna go get it.
- Give me your keys.

I'll go to your apartment.

It's not... in my apartment.
I moved it.

OK, so where did you move it?

In my house.

(SIGHING)

Unbelievable.

(SCOFFING)

- (PHONE RINGING)
- (GASPING)

Hey, have you got it?

Yeah.

There's someone following me.

Are you sure?

Yeah. He got into
the cab behind me

and he's making every turn
I'm making.

- Baby, call the cops.
- Can you go around him?

EDDIE: Babe, what's happening?

We're stopped dead.

He's getting out.

Eddie, he's walking over here.

Lindy?

Oh, God!

Help! Help!

This man's...
This man's chasing me!

(PANTING) He followed me from
my building. I don't know him.

- (PANTING) Please!
- Yo, buddy, let's
leave her alone!

Are you deaf?
I said leave her alone.

Hey, buddy, are you
trying to piss me off?

MAN: Whoa!
What are you doing, man?

(GRUNTING, YELLING)

- (PANTING) Are you still there?
- Yeah, I'm here. What happened?

I'm stuck. He'll find me.

EDDIE:
OK, stop talking. Don't move.

- LINDY: He killed two guys.
- What?

- He's gonna kill me, too.
- No, no, no...

Can he see you?

No.

Not yet.

I don't know what to do.

OK, I need you to go into the
bag and take one of the pills.

Why?

Because you'll know
what to do.

You'll take it
and then you'll know.

He's got a knife.

Eddie, I can't think
my way out of a knife.

Just listen to me.
It'll come on in 30 seconds.

And you'll think your way out.
That's what it does.

He's getting closer.

Lindy, I love you.

(EXHALING)

- (GIRL GIGGLING)
- (LAUGHING) Hey!

Aah!

MAN: Now turn to me...

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

(GRUNTING)

- (GROANING)
- Daddy!

- Aah!
- (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

LINDY, VOICE ECHOING:
Eddie. Here.

It's gonna be OK.

We've got to get out of here.
Eddie?

(BELL DINGING)

You OK?

Yeah.

I'm so sorry
about what happened.

I want you to know that you
never, ever have to go through
that again,

'cause I can
take care of us now.

I'm sure you can.

I can make us safe.
I'm back, OK?

- Who's back, Eddie?
- Me.

No. It's not you.

- You were different before.
- I'm still the same person, Lin.

I wasn't, when I was on it.

I did things I would never do.

- Those things saved your life.
- But they weren't me.

Yes, they were.
No, the way it works...

I know how it works.
I get it.

I totally get it.
You feel invincible.

Where it will take us, Lin,
you can't even imagine.

The things we'll be able to do.
Where we'll be a year from now.

The kind of life that we'll
finally be able to live.

Well, you might have
to live it without me.

Look, I am gonna stop taking it.
There's just some things
I have to do

to keep us safe and that...
To set us up and then
I'm gonna get off it.

- I mean, that's the plan.
- Eddie...

Look, I have a plan. I swear.

I'm gonna get off it.

OK.

I hope you do.

(DOOR OPENING)

Looking for me?

You think you can run out on me,
huh? You think I don't know
where you are?

I was under the impression
our business was settled.

I want some more
of that stuff.

Or I shoot you right here.
Take your pick.

EDDIE:
This guy was not going away.

A few pills would
buy me some time.

- There it is. We're done.
- Oh, yeah. We'll see.

EDDIE: Until I found
a more... permanent solution.

EDDIE: Unless you see a real
threat, I never want it known
that I have any security.

You'll never precede me, you'll
always follow me. Never more
than 15 steps behind.

And never stand
too close together.

I want to able to
look behind me if the
opportunity presents itself.

And don't wear the same color
suit. This isn't The Matrix.

You have to know, Eddie,
I wrote you off.

- I was sick.
- You don't get sick.

You're playing at this level,
you get hit by a car, you don't
even die.

- No, you're absolutely right.
- I know I'm right.

I mean, I didn't know who
or what I was talking to.

A hundred and five.
That's who you were
talking to, Carl. Delirium.

- Mm-hm.
- I sent over my
revised projections.

I didn't ask for
your projections.

I know, but I think if
you take a look at them...

I already have.
As a matter of fact...

...I fired a few people
over your projections.

- I'm sorry.
- No, you're not.

You're relieved that you know
things my team missed.

The minute, the instant
that's no longer true...

EDDIE: Two months
after I'd started NZT,

I was brokering the biggest
merger in corporate history.

Ironically, it's gonna be crude.
Crude is gonna be where we're
gonna hit them.

Which yields a prospective
profit of 200 percent.

That makes both of us
very happy campers.

EDDIE: I found that if I
maintained an even dose,
remembered to eat,

- drank no alcohol,
the blackouts didn't recur.
- MAN: How you doing, Eddie?

Hey.

Tom, is it possible to construct
an imperceptible compartment?

In this jacket?

In all of them.

Certainly, sir.

EDDIE: Safer though
my stash now was,

I was not sitting around
until it ran out.

Can I combine these
ingredients in the same
exact quantity, yes, but,

the exact method of delivery
to the brain, uh...
Darts at a dartboard.

- Meaning?
- Clinical trials,
guinea pig people.

- That's gonna take too long.
- It's what it is. Or you'll
kill people.

You need 12, to 18 months...

I'll give you two million
dollars if you can do it in six.

I found that we can cut costs
30 percent and, um...

Excuse me one second.

I thought we straightened
this out, Detective.

This isn't about Vernon Gant,
Mr. Morra.

What is this about?

The witness identified the Maria
Winberg suspect as this person.

Wanna tell me your whereabouts
the night of April 2nd?

EDDIE: I couldn't keep
this quiet on my own.

Enter Morris Brandt... the most
lethal lawyer in New York.

You're lucky somebody
wiped the room. It's weak.
Circumstantial at best.

Just between us,
were you there?

I don't remember.

I don't want to
make concessions to you...

EDDIE: Carl Van Loon
and Hank Atwood

had no idea I might soon
be charged with murder.

But SyCorps, Andine
and others are jockeying

for the same industrial
concessions in Libya

that both our companies
are pretending we're
not sniffing out.

How do you know this?

The governmental bribe system
is itself corrupt,

so, of course, information about
its inner workings, like
anything, can be bought.

Go on.

If you take a look at the lower
left-hand column, in 2008,

five companies were jockeying
for a position before we even
took notice.

EDDIE: Jesus, he looks frail.

- Could be an act.
- He's not even 60.

So, have you decided, Eddie?
What are you gonna do?

When this is over?
I don't know.

You haven't
given me the answer.

You haven't
asked the question.

Well, given the scale of my
contribution, let's say 45.

Done. Forty-five
thousand dollars.

Forty million is plenty, Eddie.
There's a lot more where that
came from.

- (CHUCKLING)
- You know, Eddie...

...it may be on your mind that
you're not gonna continue to
work for me anymore.

This has been the
learning experience of my life.

I hope it has. I hope you don't
think you've gotten enough from
me. On to the next.

Well, in order for a career
to evolve, I'm gonna
have to move on.

That you would even think that
would only show me

how unprepared you are
to be on your own.

- I mean, you do know
you're a freak.
- (chuckling)

Your deductive powers are
a gift from God, or chance,
or a stray shot of sperm,

or whatever, or whoever the hell
wrote your life script,
a gift not earned.

You do not know what I know
because you have not earned
those powers.

You're careless
with those powers.

You flaunt them and you throw
them around like a brat with his
trust fund.

You haven't had to climb up
all the greasy little rungs.

You haven't been bored blind
at the fundraisers.

You haven't done the time
in that first marriage to
the girl with the right father.

You think you can leap
over all in a single bound.

You haven't had to bribe
or charm or threaten your way
to a seat at that table.

You don't know how to assess
your competition because you
haven't competed.

Don't make me your competition.

Now, I'll open up
a line of credit for you.

You'll be wanting a few toys.

EDDIE: Hotel rooms were
no longer an option.

What I needed was a bunker.

WOMAN: There's a built-in
safe, central surveillance,

- vault grade pneumatic doors.
- (CLICKING)

It's an unparalleled
three-tier security system.

A fortress
with a hell of a view.

- What's the asking price?
- Eight-point-five.

I'll take it.

EDDIE: Right away, it was
obvious he was on NZT.

Next week,
I'm gonna need 20 pills.

Next week,
you can go fuck yourself!

Not that you'd feel anything.

I don't think your Fortune 500

financial friends
would appreciate

the details of your little
dilemma with the police.

Thursday, I'm gonna
need the pills here.

Getting smarter!

EDDIE: Obviously,
this could not go on,

but there is very little on
this earth that 40 million
dollars can't solve.

And tomorrow at nine,
Atwood would sign the papers.

(SIGHING)

- Do you want to call it?
- Cold feet?

There was all last night
to tell us that.

- Anything?
- WOMAN: I'll call him again, sir.

OK, the decision could have
changed. That makes sense.
The discourtesy doesn't.

- It's still on.
- Oh, based on your charts
and projections.

You know, remind me,
who are you, anyway?

I'm sorry, Carl,
I've had it

with this unqualified,
posturing little prick.

- Pull it back.
- Since when is this
the Delphic Oracle?

Pull it back.

Excuse me, Mr. Van Loon?
Mrs. Atwood is in your office.

Ah. Mrs. Atwood, Carl Van Loon.

- My associate, Edward Morra.
- Pleasure.

I wanted to make this as
confidential as possible.

Of course.

My husband experienced some
pain and dizziness this morning.

He's currently at Lenox Hill,
undergoing tests.

I just want you to know
we have every intention

of signing the contract.

And soon as he is able,
we will proceed.

I realize this
is a useless platitude,

but if there's
anything that we can do,

please don't
hesitate to tell us.

Obviously, we want to be
as helpful and respectful

as possible, Mrs. Atwood.

Thank you, gentlemen.
I rely on your discretion.

- There won't be a proxy.
- No, a cagey prick like him
giving away power of attorney?

Well, he'd better get better.

EDDIE: But Atwood wouldn't
get better. Because Atwood
was out of NZT.

Well, why be surprised?

EDDIE: How many other
meteoric rises might
be explained by NZT?

At least I had some.

- My life wasn't in jeopardy.
- You can wait here.

Only my money. And my liberty.

I've been all over with them.

We can't allow
any disparity in race

or physical type between you
and the rest of the line up.

- OK.
- They're as close to your
clones as I could possibly get.

MORRIS: It's gotta be just one
big handsome blur to this guy.

EDDIE: Who was out there?

The woman's husband?

A hotel maid?

Was this how it
was all going to end?

Not the dimmest clue.
He was dithering.

"He was the third one
from the right. No. Not him."

There you go. It's a thing
of beauty. You have that made?

I did.

FEMALE REPORTER:
...market's been mixed today.

The Dow has been yo-yoing
amidst speculation that

Van Loon Associates and Hank
Atwood have negotiated a merger...

Have you been talking to anyone?

No, I haven't been talking to
anybody, Carl. I'm not stupid.

I know you're not stupid, Eddie,
but don't make the classic smart
person's mistake.

Thinking no one's
smarter than you.

Where the hell have you been?

This is the second time you've
turned to vapor.

I was in the building,
I was getting coffee.
Why, has there been movement?

Yeah, there's been movement
all right. Atwood's in a coma.

He wasn't playing us.
He's dying.

What do you know about this?

EDDIE: I was less than
usually equipped to answer.

The dullness was coming on.
I was overdue to take my NZT.

And the pain was
starting behind my eyes.

Excuse me.

You're not excused.

What? A man in your employ
can't take a piss, Carl?

EDDIE:
Was it Brandt or someone else?

The police station?
A coatroom?

Mr. Morra.

- Carl, I'm sorry...
- Mr. Morra. Mr. Morra!

- This just came for you.
- Yeah, what?

(CARL TALKING INDISTINCTLY
ON PHONE)

- CARL: Hope not, so let me
know when you know.
- (HANGS UP PHONE)

All right, I'm gonna ask you
again, Eddie. What do you know
about this?

- What? About the leak?
- No. About Atwood.

What? What about Atwood?

Look, you got a long way to go
as a liar, kiddo.

- Carl, I don't know what
you're...
- Listen!

What you're about
to say is bullshit.

I know there's something
you're hiding from me.

I smell it on you. Right now,

I wanna know why this deal
is dead in the water!

(PANTING) Carl.

Eddie! Eddie!

(EDDIE SNIFFING)

Outside Lenox
Hill Hospital today,

more twists and turns
in the Van Loon-Atwood merger.

There is absolutely no truth
to the rumor of this merger.

None whatsoever.
My husband is having tests.

- This is a difficult time.
- (SNIFFING)

We would appreciate your
directing further questions
to our attorney.

Yes, we have no further
comments at this time.

We're just awaiting the results
of the latest round of tests
and hoping for the best.

- (CHUCKLING)
- Thank you.

(LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER
CONTINUES ON TV)

(TV CLICKS OFF)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

(CLATTERING OUTSIDE)

(POUNDING AT DOOR)

RUSSIAN MAN, THROUGH DOOR:
Eddie. I know you're in there, Eddie.

- (CLANGING)
- Open up.

Come on.

Open the door.

(POUNDING)

(POUNDING, CLANGING)

- (CHAINSAW REVVING)
- (MEN SHOUTING)

EDDIE: And so, here I am.

I knew they would kill me
slowly and horribly.

But this choice
would at least be mine.

But we're instinctive
creatures. We want to live.

So my foggy brain tried to
remember where one tablet
of NZT might be.

It was possible.
And possible was enough.

(CHAINSAW SOUNDS CONTINUE)

Hey, Eddie.

(PILL CLATTERING)

(YELLING)

(GROANING)

MAN: Now you know I want more,
so why would you upset me?

I don't like being down
to this last one.

You don't even
know how to use it.

You don't appreciate it.

You see, I dissolve it
in solution.

You shoot it. It goes straight
into the blood and brain.

Lasts much longer.

So...

You gonna tell me
where the rest is?

I'm plumb out.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You know, these guys
are gonna find it.

Or I'm gonna make you tell me.

Question is,
which is gonna come first?

I guess we're gonna find out, huh?

This is a waste of my time,
you know? (SIGHING)

I'm getting out of this side
of the business.

I'm branching out. I'm starting
import-export company.

Very exciting stuff.

I got a lot on my plate.
You're lucky I'm here.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Back in the old times, I might
peel your skin back. Fillet you.

"Fillet." It's a nice word.

I didn't know this before. Oh,
I had such a poor vocabulary.

(BUZZING)

But then I discovered
this thing, Google.

Did you know the small and large
intestines is 20 foot long?

I had no idea.
I don't believe it.

I gotta see this for myself. I'm
dubious. It's another nice word.

Anyway, I'm sure
you're curious, too.

Don't worry,
everything's sterilized.

We're gonna keep you alive
for the whole shebang.

You're gonna get
a front row seat, Eddie.

(INDISTINCT WHISPER)

What?

(GROANING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

- (WHIRRING, BUZZING CONTINUES)
- (GRUNTING)

EDDIE:
Not much of a triumph, was it?

Because I would die here, too.

Only NZT could help me and the
last of it was in this thug's
blood stream.

(HAMMERING IN NEXT ROOM)

(GASPING)

Victor!

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

What?

(SCREAMING)

Hey!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(GROWLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

Ah!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING, SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Victor?

Victor?

Victor?

(LOW CREAKING)

(PIANO NOTES SOUNDING ON IMPACT)

(SCREAMING)

(YELLING)

(PANTING, SIGHING)

EDDIE:
The police would later note

that my apartment's previous
owner was an arms dealer.

Of course, these intruders had
been his dissatisfied clients.

- (FLATLINE TONE)
- And the night
was still young.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER PA)

I'm sure you're curious about
what happened to your boss.

I know I certainly am.

I mean, if my attorney was
really working for Mr. Atwood,
trying to save his life,

why is he dead?

I mean, at what point was the
pony express supposed to ride in
with his life-saving medication?

EDDIE: His boss was dead.

So, I didn't matter now.

But he did not appreciate that
Morris Brandt had kept the
pills for himself.

And it was all still possible.

- (PHONES RINGING)
- (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

Actually, no,
there's no more tickets.

Yeah, I know. An overbooked
fundraiser. That's a first.

Well, here he comes.
I'll ask him.

Oh, that's much better.

- Great job.
- Thank you, sir.

MAN: Hi, Mr. Morra.

MAN 2: Edward!

I think we're looking
at a second overflow event.

There's a wave of donations
coming in and I don't think

- they're even gonna
try a second debate.
- Great.

- Hold on. A guy from Eiben-
Chemcorp's in your office.
- I have a lunch.

Look, they're your biggest
contributor. Give him his
two crappy little minutes.

- Eiben-Chemcorp
Pharmaceuticals?
- Yeah.

EDDIE: Finally get to meet the
guys that keep the lights on.

- Carl!
- Mr. Morra.

(CHUCKLING) What a surprise.

- They told me somebody
from Eiben was coming.
- Chemcorp.

Yeah, that's me now. I'm moving
out of the energy business.

Come on. That's like Hef
moving out of the mansion.

Yeah. I bought Eiben a couple
of months ago. I'm surprised
you didn't hear.

No. No. Well, they really
keep me hopping here.

Well, it's gonna pay off,
Senator Morra.

The Senate. Who knows...

Everything's a technicality
from here on in, isn't it,
Eddie?

I think we both know where
it's headed, if you can maintain.

Have you asked yourself
what you're gonna do
when you run out?

- When did you know?
- Does it matter? I know now.

I wish you'd come
to me at first, Eddie.

I could have bought Eiben
at 33 a share. We could have
been partners.

So, Eiben makes NZT.

Well, it'll never
officially exist.

Obviously, I don't need to point
out the advantages for you.

Oh, I think maybe you do.

Limitless supply.
We know you can't get any more.

You sure about that?

They shut down
your lab this morning.

Eddie. I just want to help you,
that's all.

Keep you supplied.
No disruption in service.

Give you peace of mind.
That's all.

And in return, I do what?

Get a little advice, maybe.
I won't be bothering you much
at first.

And later. What are you
gonna be bothering me with?

Well, given where you're
heading, some of our ideas
are a bit ambitious.

But hey,
I think they're achievable.

And what if I
don't like your ideas?

Then we'll say, "Godspeed".

And your candle will have
shed a brief, but lovely light.

But you know what, Eddie, let's
not even go there right now.

Right now, I just want
to keep you brilliant...

...and healthy. Come on.
Let's go get some lunch.

After you, Senator.

Thanks for stopping by, Carl.

Give us a second.

What are you doing?

Do you want to be President
of the United States

or brain dead,
stuck full of tubes?

I'll take my chances.

I told you your chances
don't exist.

We shut down your lab.

You don't think
some smartass on NZT

might have two or three
or even four labs?

So what? You're not
making any more.

That's right, I'm not.
I thought better of it.

See, once you know
what's in it,

you can tweak it,
re-engineer it.

Get the bugs out. Taper off.

I'm off it, Carl.

Well, on it or off it,
there's no scenario where
you're not working for me.

How you gonna pay me?
In cigarettes?

- Last year you traded
inside information 17 times.
- You threatening me?

Blank checks from Dubai. Dumping
in Chile. Disappeared officials.
I mean, you shed a spot light...

Do you want to
go to war with me?

And trust me when I say this,
I'm not even being creative.

There's no way you can be making
accusations like that and be
walking around alive.

That you would even think that
shows me how unprepared
you are to fight me.

- You're no longer
equipped to fight me.
- I may be off it,

but you think I didn't learn
anything? That my synapses
didn't change?

That I kept absolutely nothing?

You have no idea what
kind of enemy I can be.

- That van's gonna
rear-end that taxi.
- What?

The driver's distracted.
He's texting. He's going
30 miles an hour.

He has 60 feet to stop.
He doesn't have room.

- What van?
- (TIRES SCREECHING)

- MAN: Oh!
- (EXCITED CHATTER)

I see everything, Carl.

I'm 50 moves ahead of you
and everybody else.

What makes you think I don't
have a guy with a bead on you
right now?

How do you know you're gonna
be alive this time next year?

What are you doing? You get
your hands off me. What are
you doing?

Something's pumping half-mass
in there. The walls of your
heart are dilated.

Your aortic valve's steno.
So you're gonna need to get
that replaced.

But you already knew that.

(SIGHING) You know, you should
really be glad about this.

'Cause me working for you?
You'd end up as my bitch.

Maybe we should cool off.
Talk again.

I don't think so.

- (ENGINE STARTING)
- Don't forget to vote.

MAN: Edward.

You good?

Yeah. Told you I have a lunch.

- Sorry I'm late.
- Hey. Don't worry.

- How's your day going?
- Ah, I've had better.

I still can't deal
with that haircut.

I wouldn't even
recognize you on the street.

Well, I'm a new man.

I've already ordered.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

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