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[♪♪♪]

MAN:
Well, thanks for the
information. I appreciate it.

There's no chance a mistake
could've been made?

A misreading? Human error?
It happens.

Oh.

Well, that sort of rules that
out, then, doesn't it?

So this really is a reality.

Mr. Secretary, your car.

Ah, yes. Thank you.

Eddie, let's take
the parkway.

BERGSTROM:
Okay, buddy. Final offer.
Non-negotiable.

For every buckle-down hour
you give Algebra Two,

you get two of quality time with
Nintendo and Sega.

Deal?

Heh. Just whatever you do,
don't tell your mother.

Good. Now,
put her back on.

Okay, hon. Number one son
back on the straight and narrow.

Me? Fine. Just needed a little
field trip to clear the head.

Bit of a nightmare day.

I'll see you in a bit.

You bet.

I love you, Liz.

[GUNSHOT]

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

[♪♪♪]

[MEN GRUNTING ON COMPUTER]

[GUNFIRE ON COMPUTER]

[MAN SPEAKS IN GERMAN
ON COMPUTER]

This is a very dynamic game,
Mr. Depina.

DEPINA [OVER SPEAKERPHONE]:
You can be honest, Angela.

This game is as bloody as it gets.

But believe me, the kids will eat this up.

But first you gotta tell me
what keeps crashing the damn thing.

[HUMMING AND BUZZING]

Well, you have
been virused, Mr. Depina,
and a not so very nice one.

You are the best. I knew
I could count on you.
So, what should we do?

Well, don't think about hitting
the escape key on any of your
systems for a while.

One keystroke will wipe out
your whole system.

I don't know how these things
happen. I just ordered that
security program last week.

What's it called? Gatekeeper?

Well, that's what they all say.
Did you install it?

Absolutely.
The minute we got it.

I think.

Not to worry. Everything's under
control. It's gonna be okay.

You're the best, Angela.

Now, do you think we'll be able
to get this back in stores by
week's end?

Absolutely.
Everything but the virus.

A friend of mine collects them.

I don't know, some people save string.

You are a genius, Angela.
I can't thank you enough.

Yeah, well, you might think
differently once you
get my bill from Cathedral.

Look, whatever it is,
it's worth it.

Angela, I'd love to show you
my appreciation,

take you out to dinner tonight,
some drinks. Get you out of the house.

Oh, I'm very flattered
and appreciative, but I...

You gotta eat.

Uh, it's... Unfortunately,
I already have dinner plans, so...

How about tomorrow? The next day?

Um, these plans are kind of
a standing arrangement,

but I appreciate it. Thank you.

Look, you're still the best, Angela.
I'll speak to you soon.

Thanks. Bye now.
Bye-bye.

[SIGHS]

[ANNIE LENNOX'S "A WHITER
SHADE OF PALE" PLAYING]

Hello.

Large. Garlic?

Garlic.

Thank you.

♪ We skipped the light fandango ♪

♪ Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor ♪

♪ I was feelin' kind of seasick ♪

♪ But the crowd called out for more ♪

♪ And the room was humming harder ♪

♪ As the ceiling flew away ♪

[BEEPS]

♪ When we called out
For another drink ♪♪

ICEMAN [OVER COMPUTER]:
No one leaves the house anymore.

No one has sex.

The Net is ultimate condom.

Come on.

Talk like that, Iceman, could
lead to the eventual extinction
of our species.

CYBERBOB [OVER COMPUTER]:
My sympathies exactly, Angel.

Let's have a date and procreate.

Not me. In two days,
I'm off on vacation.

Just me, the beach and a book.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

I'm there, babe. Look no further.

Sorry. Not my type.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

I'm crushed. So, what do you
want in a man?

Hmm.

Butch. Beautiful.

[♪♪♪]

Brilliant.

Captain America
meets Albert Schweitzer.

Spends all day dashing into fray

while making world

safe for democracy.

At night, playing Bach Cantatas

while curing cancer.

Settle for a guy who puts the
seat down?

ICEMAN:
Listen, Angel, you're dreaming.

You're one of us.

CYBERBOB:
We accept you. We accept her.

You're one of us.
ICEMAN: One of us.

Yeah, I know.

[BEEPS]

[PIANO PLAYING]

[PIANO STOPS]

[PIANO CONTINUES]

[STOPS]

[SIGHS]

ANGELA:
It's beautiful. It's beautiful. I love Chopin.

You know this piece?

Well, I should.
You taught it to me.

Brought you something.

Just don't let the nurses
eat it all this time.

My favorite. How did you know?

Mm.

Do you wanna...
We could play together. Do you...

[PIANO PLAYING]

Now, I'm going on vacation for
about a week to the Yucatán.

If for any reason you need to
get in touch with me,

I don't know if they have phones there,

but you can talk to one
of the nurses and I'll...

You must be one of
my students.

No, Mom, my name's Angela.

[♪♪♪]

Can you bring me
some candy

when you come again?

My favorites are those...
Almond Roca.

Yeah, I know what
your favorites are.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

MAN 1:
Angela Bennett!

ANGELA: Who is it?
MAN 1: FedEx!

MAN 2: Thank you for using
Coming.

Our reservation service.
Have a pleasant flight.

Hi.

Hi.
Line five, please.

[BEEPS]

Oh, I have another one
going out.

Okay. Here you go, ma'am.
Thanks.

And here's your virus, Dale.

Can I use your pen?
Yeah, sure.

This is a nice place.

Thanks.

Have a nice day, ma'am. Bye-bye.
You too.

[MODEM SCREECHING]

[MOZART'S "EINE KLEINE
NACHTMUSIK" PLAYING
ON COMPUTER]

MAN [ON COMPUTER]: Mozart's ghost!
Thank you.

The hottest band on the Internet!

[HEAVY METAL MUSIC
PLAYING ON COMPUTER]

[DIALING THEN LINE RINGING]

WOMAN [OVER SPEAKERPHONE]:
Cathedral Software.

Dale Hessman, please.
Please hold.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.
Hi, it's Angela.

Angela?

FedEx Ship Software had you
signing for that disk three minutes ago.

What took you so long?

Well, I was having way too much
fun with this Mozart's Ghost.

By the way, I sent you a whopper
of a virus for your hall of fame.

Just be a little careful with
the escape button.

Look, here's the problem.
Pop yourself into concert information.

All right.

Houston Utilities. Um, Dale,
I think you took a wrong turn here.

Not quite Ticketmaster, is it?
See anything unusual?

Mmm, no. Looks like a normal
web page to me, except for that little...

What is that? A little icon at
the bottom of the screen?

Click on it, and then press
control-shift.

[BEEPING]

My God.
So, what do you make of all this?

Simple. It's a programing glitch.

Just a futzed keystroke that sends you
to the wrong Internet address, that's all.

Last night it sent me
to Amtrak's central mainframe
and then the Mayo Clinic.

Neither of them
are on the same subnet.

Angela, I've accessed a system
I shouldn't have.

If someone gets ahold of that
disk, they'd have an awful lot
of power.

So why don't you just crawl
in there, find the program error
and delete it?

Not quite ready to do that yet.

Look, what's your day like tomorrow?

Oh, no. No, no, no.

I'm going on my first vacation
in six years.

Just made my reservation and
confirmed it. There are no refunds.

What time is your flight?

Twelve. But I have to pack.
I'm gonna be a complete madwoman,

so why don't you just wait
till I get back?

I don't think so.

Come on, why don't you just tell
me what this is about?

Look, I'd rather not on the phone.

I can fly down tonight in my
Cessna, be there by breakfast.

We'd have five hours. Angela,

you know this shit
better than anyone.

[GRUNTS]

Fine. Fine, fine, fine.
I'll see you at 7.

Great. Great. So they finally
get to meet.

I'll be the, uh... The tall guy.

I'm gonna be the one
with "spineless simp"
tattooed to her forehead.

Bye.
Bye.

See you tomorrow.

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

Why do I do this?

DALE:
Burbank tower, Cessna 739
Mike Bravo.

Intercepting approach course
ILS, runway eight.

CONTROL TOWER [OVER RADIO]:
Three-nine Mike Bravo,
we've lost radar contact.

Say your position and altitude.

Just passing
the middle marker at 1300 feet.

Three-nine Mike Bravo,
that's a negative.

Verify your position
and check your instruments.

All normal. You must
be able to see my lights.

That's a negative. Execute
a missed approach immediately.

Contact approach control
on 124.5.

Okay, Burbank,
but still, everything looks ok...

[RADAR BEEPING]

Shit! God!

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

[DIALING THEN LINE RINGS]

WOMAN [OVER SPEAKERPHONE]:
Cathedral Software.

Hi. Russ Melbourne, please.
Yes, one moment, please.

[MOZART'S "EINE KLEINE
NACHTMUSIK" PLAYING
ON COMPUTER]

MAN [ON COMPUTER]:
Mozart's ghost!

Russ Melbourne here.
Hi, it's Angela.

Angela. I thought you'd be
long gone.

No, I was actually getting ready
to leave. That's why I'm calling.

Good. I'm glad you're still
going, but when you get back,
we need to talk.

We're really desperately short
of your genius up here.

Oh, please.
I am far from being a genius, Russ,

especially with a room full
of people looking over my shoulder.

We've talked about this before.
Listen, that's not the reason I called.

Just think about it, will you?

The honchos up here aren't going
to let me pick up someone new

to replace Dale on such
short notice,

not with all the security breaches
we've had in the past.

Replace Dale? Okay.

What? You're kidding, right?

Oh, God, I'm sorry.
I thought you'd heard.

What? What happened?

Angela, Dale's dead. His plane
crashed last night outside L.A.

He... I just talked to him
yesterday. He was...
He was coming to see me.

Kind of puts things in
perspective, doesn't it?

Well, let's talk when you
get back, huh?

And, heh, try to have a good vacation.

Okay. I'll talk to you soon, Russ.

[♪♪♪]

Plenty of time, sis.
Plenty of time.

Ain't nothing coming in
or going out for the last hour.

WOMAN 1 [OVER PA]:
Ladies and gentlemen,
your attention, please.

We are sorry to announce
there is a computer malfunction

and all flights have been canceled...

MAN:
The whole airport is down.

As soon as we get further
information, we will advise you.

Thank you very much.

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

We will let you all know.
I am sorry...

Excuse me. Excuse me.
We are doing the best we can.

WOMAN 2:
Yeah. Okay.

NEWSCASTER:
- Political circles that a blood test

taken last week at
Bethesda Naval Hospital

did in fact reveal that Under Secretary
of Defense Mike Bergstrom

was infected
with the AIDS virus.

Bergstrom, well known for his...
You okay?

Oh, yeah. It's just, you know,
all these people. It's a little...

No, I meant, are you okay with
your soda? Would you like a refill?

No, I'm fine. I've had three already.

WOMAN 1 [OVER PA]:
The computer malfunction
has been repaired.

One more and I'll probably be
able to fly myself to Mexico.

Looks like you won't
have to. Enjoy your flight.

[WOMAN 3 SPEAKING IN SPANISH
OVER PA]

MAN [ON COMPUTER]: Mozart's ghost!
Waiter.

I'd like a Gibson, please.

It's a martini with an onion
instead of an olive.

Is that okay?

Thanks.

Excuse me. Could I
have one too, please?

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

I'll take mine up at the bar.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Didn't think anybody else
drank those anymore.

Well, I guess
I'm not as unfashionable
as I once thought I was.

Is that business or pleasure?

Is there a difference?

Not a great deal if you're a hacker.

That's a nice piece of hardware.
I assume you're in the business?

Isn't everybody?

Nope.

[SIGHS]

God, we're pathetic,
aren't we?

Excuse me?

Well, we're here.

We're sitting on the most
perfect beach in the world,

and all we can think about
is where...

Where can I hook up
my modem?

Yeah, exactly.

Um...

I'm Jack Devlin.

Ange... Angela Bennett.

Angela?
Mm-hm.

Hi.

[MAN LAUGHING]

ANGELA:
Uh-oh. Ha, ha.

JACK:
My most embarrassing secret.

You know
Breakfast at Tiffany's?

Very well. It's... It's my favorite film.
Right.

I pretty much wore out my
membership renting it, so...

You know what I'm talking about, then.
Yes, very much so.

When I was about 13,

I had this sort of...

identity crisis.

I used to think
I was one of the characters.

You thought you were
Audrey Hepburn?

No, I used to think
I was the cat.

The cat?
Mm-hm.

And I'd... I'd sit there, and I'd
Ha, ha.

Play out
the last scene of the movie.

I'd just play it over
and over again.

You know the last scene?
Yes, I know the last scene.

Out in the pouring rain,
out in the alleyway,

and I'm soaked to the bone
and I'm scared.

[♪♪♪]

And I'm...

abandoned.

I'm alone.

That's it.

♪ Moon river ♪

♪ Wider than a mile ♪♪
♪ Wider than a mile ♪♪

[CHUCKLES]

Would you have dinner with me
tonight?

Come on.
It's your last night.

You know what?

I would...
I would actually really love to.

Great.

It's a company perk.

God, this is a company perk?

Yeah.
Some perk.

I think I got a calendar
one year from Cathedral.

[JACK CHUCKLING]

[♪♪♪]

Where are you from?
Colorado? Yes, it has to be.

Um, eastern... Maybe it's the
southeastern part of the state.

The teeming metropolis
of La Junta, population 50.

La Junta?
Ha-ha-ha. That's pretty good.

Is my accent that strong
after all these years?

No, it's just a trick I do.
Oh.

Why "after all these years"?
How long you been gone?

Oh, boy.
It seems like a lifetime.

Let's see. I was, uh...

I was 15,
going on 10,

and we moved from La Junta
to San Jose,

Tulsa, um...

So your father got transferred a lot.

No, not really. No. He, um...

I don't know.
You know, he just
transferred out one day.

[MARIACHI SINGING IN SPANISH]

What? What
are you looking at?

You.

Me?

Computers are your life,
aren't they?

Yes. Perfect hiding place.

[WOMAN SPEAKING
IN SPANISH]

Thanks.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, okay.
Picture of you.

[CHUCKLES]

No, I have one or two other
interests, I'll have you know.

Oh, yes? Such as? What's your
specialty in computers?

Oh, um, anything, pretty much.
Beta testing, mostly,
but pretty much anything.

That's way over my head,
I'm afraid.

No, no. I just... You just go
into people's systems,

you find their faults and
you fix it, that's all.

JACK:
What happens
if they don't have any faults?

ANGELA:
Don't believe I've met one yet.

[♪♪♪]

You must be a bit cold.

Not really. Well, yeah.
A little bit. Heh.

Here.

What?
Well, it goes around here.

What are you doing?
Ha-ha-ha.

Better?

Want one?
Oh, God, I used to smoke those.

But you quit, right?
Mm-hm.

Well, I refuse to.

I reckon you gotta try
a few things in life
without a safety net or

how else
you gonna know you're alive?

Well, I...
I take my share of risks.

Uh-huh.
Um, I don't always floss.

I rip the tags off my pillows
when they're new.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

My kind of woman.
Yeah, well...

Pretty adventurous.
I don't know.

I mean, what did you
have in mind?

Dare you risk it?

[♪♪♪]

Oh, shit! My purse!

Fuck.
No, no! Don't!

It's not worth getting killed over!
JACK: Come back!

You! Stop!
ANGELA: Jack, don't! Come back here!

[PANTING]

It's not here.
It's not in hotel.

I look everywhere.
Shit!

MAN:
So I come here, I do like you say.

Whoosh, like magician.
Oh, yeah. You're the midget Houdini.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[♪♪♪]

[SILENCED GUNSHOT]

Jack?

Jack!

[♪♪♪]

ANGELA:
God, I had everything in that bag.

I had my passport.
I had my credit cards. I had...

JACK: Ow!
ANGELA: Sorry. Sorry.

Thanks for doing this.

Well, you're the one
bleeding to death.

I am the one crying about
my MasterCard.

I apologize for
having been a jerk.

What do you mean?

I'm the jerk.

Only trying to impress you.

Well, for future reference,

you should know that the living

tend to interest me just
a little more than the dead do.

Yeah?
Yeah.

I suppose that's quite healthy.
Mm.

[SIGHS]

Look, I suppose we ought to try
and call up the Cancún police

on the ship-to-shore.

Okay.

It's not working.

We'll have to head further out.

Well, you can head out
to Morocco for all I care.
It's beautiful out here.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[♪♪♪]

How we doing?

Still no dice.

[ENGINE STOPS]

I'm just going down below.

I won't be a minute.

Maybe we didn't
go out far enough.

No, this should do it.

Tonight's been so out of
control, huh?

Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

I hope you don't take this
the wrong way,

but this isn't exactly my style.

I thought you liked
taking risks.

Well,

yes, but I mean...

You know what I mean.
What?

You know, first date.
Yeah.

Sex. One-night stand. That sort of thing.
Oh, sex.

Yes, that sort of thing.
Ha-ha-ha.

You've always been
a relationship kind of girl.

Absolutely. Both times.

[CHUCKLING]

So when was the last time?

Um, 1933?

Oh, I see.

And who was he?
Your college boyfriend?

Yeah, I bet he was the...

He was the captain
of the drinking team.

Wasn't ready
for a relationship.

Ah, wish I had been
that lucky.

No, it was, uh...
It was my shrink, actually.

You know the story.

I thought I was lonely

and he forgot he was married.

That's okay.
It didn't last very long.

Then my mom developed
Alzheimer's around then,
so it was really...

You know what?
I'll shut up right now.

I'm just gonna be quiet.

That's okay.

No, actually, I... It's me who
doesn't want to hear it. Ahem.

Sorry, I'm just...
I'm rambling a little bit,

I think because
I'm a little nervous.

You want a drink?

Well, yes. That'd be greatly
appreciated. Thank you.

[SIGHS]

[♪♪♪]

So, what's this for?

It's, uh...
It's for shark fishing.

Shark fishing? With a silencer?

Yeah.

You certainly seem
to know your ordnance.

Colorado.
You grow up with guns.

Yeah.

So...

Who are you, Jack? Heh.

[♪♪♪]

Who am I? Who am I?
I'll tell you who I am.

I'm Captain goddamn America
meets Albert Schweitzer, that's
who I am.

Isn't that what you always
wanted?

It is. I remember.
It was, um... Butch,

beautiful, brilliant.

Spends all day dashing
into the fray, fists flying.

No, sorry, I don't know any
organ cantatas. Was that it?

Yeah, and if you'll excuse me,

it's time to make
the world safe for democracy.

[CLICKING]

[♪♪♪]

Where's the clip?

Give me that!

[SCREAMS]

Bitch.

[GRUNTING]

Okay. Help, somebody.
Somebody, I need help.

Somebody? Hello, somebody?
Please, somebody, I need help.

Somebody? Please?

Okay. All right, um, keys.

Keys. Okay, keys.

Okay.

Keys.

Okay, um...

[MOTOR STARTS]

[GRUNTS]

[BELL TOLLING]

ANGELA:
Hello? Hello?

[ANGELA CLEARS THROAT]

Hello?
Shh, shh.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

What? No. How did...
How did I get here?

How'd I get here?

A fisherman found you.
He brought you here.

You were very lucky
they came by.

How long have I been here?

Three days.
Try not to talk too much, hm?

Oh, we found a man's wallet
filled with pesos and a lot of
U.S. Dollars.

We tried to contact him.
No. No. No, he...

No, no, no. There was
no luck finding this man.

There was a disk.

A green square. A plastic disk.

Ah, yes, yes.
The disk was ruined by the sun.

Ha, ha.
Yeah.

You relax now, hm?
Get well.

No, I... I'm...
In a few days...

I need...
Look at you now.

No. I need my clothes.
You haven't got the strength. Please.

How much do I owe you?

Please. You have to relax now.
No.

You have to rest. You need a few days.
I need my clothes.

I have to go. I just need my clothes.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[NEWSCASTER 1
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV]

[WOMEN CHATTERING]

NEWSCASTER 1: In national news,
we go to WNN correspondent
Daniel Schorr.

Hi, I need...

SCHORR: Wall Street panicked
when stock prices appeared to
tumble

at a rate reminiscent of
the Black Tuesday crash.

Officials suspended trading
when it became clear that
the losses were fictitious

and caused by computer
pranksters when obscene
messages appeared...

I need my room key
for 2806, please.

What is the name?
Angela Bennett.

Wall Street expects
to open tomorrow

with its computers protected
by Gregg Microsystems'

latest security program,
aptly nicknamed the Gatekeeper.

REPORTER:
What about that prank downtown?

Pranks? Short-sheeting
someone's bed is a prank.

These praetorians could have
done serious damage to our
economy,

just as the actions recently
at LAX.

No, I'm sorry.
Angela Bennett checked out
last Saturday night.

No. Sorry, you don't understand.
I'm Angela Bennett.

I'm standing right here.
I didn't check out.

No. I'm sorry, it's not
on the computer.

Let me check one more thing.

NEWSCASTER 2:
On a lighter note,
a drug raid in Detroit...

No Angela Bennett.
She checked out
last Saturday night.

No.

I didn't check out.
I would know if I checked out.

I didn't check out.

According to the computer,
you checked out.

There's nothing
I can do for you, okay? I'm sorry.

CUSTOMER: Excuse me, sir?
Step in, sir, please.

CUSTOMER:
That room is fine. We'll take it.

MAN:
That's for you. Okay. This one.

Excuse me, ma'am.

CUSTOMER: There you go.
MAN: Thank you.

WOMAN [OVER PHONE]:
Please dial your card number
again now.

The card number you have just
dialed is not valid.

Miss Marx?

Please dial your card number
again now.

Ruth Marx?

Excuse me,
are you Ruth Marx?

No.

You're not the woman
who's here about
a temporary visa?

No, I am here
about a visa, but...

Is your social security number
915-30-1717?

You live at
407 Finley Avenue, Venice?

Yeah.

Well, then according
to the computers

of the California Department
of Motor Vehicles,
you're Ruth Marx.

So, if that's who you are,

you need to sign there
and we'll issue your visa.

But I'm... I'm not, um...
You're not what?

[SIGHS]

Um... I'm not, uh,
clear about something.

Without this, I can't get back
into the United States,
is that correct?

That's correct.
So...

all I would have to do
is just sign Ruth Marx and...

Right. There.

[♪♪♪]

[CHATTERING]

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

Okay, okay.
Think, think, think.

[♪♪♪]

Oh, my God.

[TOILET FLUSHES]

Hey, where you running?

Don't run.
Take your time. Relax.

My name is Stan Whiteman,
Whiteman Realty.

Come on in,
let me show you around.

You'll like it.

WOMAN:
Oh, I definitely
saw her move out.

Okay, when was this?

Three days ago.
Moving van, moving men, furniture.

No, no.
I've been in Mexico
for over a week now.

How could I be
in L.A. Selling my house
at the same time?

It wasn't your house to sell!

It's not her! I'm telling you,
it's not Angela Bennett!

Please, sir, calm down.
I am Angela Bennett!

Please. The real Angela Bennett

had the deed and
the mortgage papers. Come on!

I got 20,000 in the computers
over here. I checked
every record. It's not her!

Look, ma'am,
it would help everything

if you could produce
some form of identification.

You know what? I agree with you,

I agree with you.
But as I have told you
1,000 times already today,

that I had everything stolen
in Cozumel.

Please. Ask her how
she got across the border
without a passport.

I had a temporary issued.
WOMAN: Do they do that?

I don't think they do that.

Oh, my God. This is ridiculous.

Here. Here it is.
This is it. It's just that
it's under a different name.

Why's that?
Because they think I'm not me.

Is this your signature?

Well, no. It's my handwriting,

but I just signed the different
name that they gave me.

WOMAN:
It's a federal offense to forge a visa.

Oh, really? It is?
And what is it to steal
an entire house?

Yo, Mike. You wanna run this?
I'll be right back.

You know what?
It's not gonna make any
difference,

because what they've done is
they've screwed with my
information and fingerprints.

WOMAN [OVER COMPUTER]:
Who's they?

ANGELA:
I have no idea.

WOMAN: Where do you work?
Do you work around here?

ANGELA: Well, yeah, I work in
my house, but, I mean, my office
is in San Francisco,

but I've never been there.
But I work out of my house.

You don't know one person
in a town you've lived in
for four years

who can vouch
you're Angela Bennett?
Not a mother, a father?

ANGELA: My mother is not well.
My father is... No. No. I...

[ANGELA SIGHS]

There's, uh... There's my
therapist Alan Champion.

WOMAN:
Your therapist?

ANGELA:
My ex-therapist, all right?

[BEEPING]

OFFICER 1:
Yeah, we've got a Ruth Marx
trying to run a scam at a house.

She's wanted for prostitution and
narcotics. We're gonna bring her in.

ANGELA:
Um, would you excuse me?

I'm gonna be right back.
I'm, uh, just gonna use...

OFFICER 2:
Mrs. Raines,

is she or isn't she?

She kept to herself,
didn't talk to anybody.

Where's the girl?
She's...

Where's my phone?
Anybody seen my phone?

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Excuse me, sir.
Did you see a young woman
running out of here?

No, sir. I haven't seen anyone.
Thanks.

[PANTING]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

MAN:
What the hell happened, Devlin?

JACK:
Don't worry. We'll get hold of the disk

and we'll find whoever
she's been speaking to.

Don't forget, she's out here on
her own. She's feeling pretty
vulnerable.

MAN:
We don't want
another Cozumel, Mr. Devlin.

She's your responsibility.
Deal with it.

JACK:
Look, I said I'd take care
of her, all right?

[KEYPAD BEEPING]

[LINE RINGING]

WOMAN: Cathedral Software.
Russ Melbourne.

Mr. Melbourne is no longer
with the company.

What do you mean?

May I connect you to someone
who could help?

I've never... I've never dealt
with anybody in Operations.
I don't know anybody else.

Who may I connect you with?
Um...

Head of Security Systems.
Look, just tell them
that it's Angela Bennett.

Thank you. I'll put you through
to Miss Bennett.

What? No.

I am Angela Bennett.

Hello?

Hello, this is
Angela Bennett.

Who is this?

This is Angela Bennett. Hello?

This is someone that can help you.
Give us the disk, Angela.

You have the wrong person.
I don't know what you're talking about.

Angela. We're not offering
an option here.

Just give us the disk, and
we'll give you your life back.

I don't understand.

I don't have your disk.
I don't know what you mean.

WOMAN:
Give us the disk, Angela.

[PHONE LINE CLICKING]

What is it?

[GRUNTS]

What's the number?
MAN: 555-7605.

Did you get the address?

MAN:
It's 3100 California.

[KEYPAD BEEPING]

[CANS RATTLING]

[LINE RINGING]

ALAN [ON RECORDING]:
Hi, this is Dr. Alan Champion.
I can't come to the phone now

Oh, please be home.
So at the beep, please leave your name,

your number, la dee da.
You know the drill.

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

Are you screening? Please be screening.
ALAN: Hello. Hello. I'm home.

Hi. It's me.

I need your help.
I'm in a lot of trouble.

[PHONE LINE CLICKING]

Shit.

MAN:
I'm not exactly sure
what else you want me to do.

Look, hold on, hold on.
This is a cell phone, right?

Yeah. So, I mean, we can't put
a normal trace on it.

No, listen.
There's no problem. No, no, no.

Just get the number.
Right.

But don't dial it.
Just send out a signal.

Send it from the base here?
Yeah.

Then find me two repeater cells
that can pick it up.

Give me the bisect
and it'll find it within
a few hundred yards.

Okay.
Go.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[♪♪♪]

[CHATTERING]

[CAR APPROACHING]

Angie?
Alan?

Go, go, go.
Nice to see you too.

I'm sorry. Just go.

Well, come on, I'm not a cab.
Say hi.

Hi. Can we go now?
Yeah. Now we can go.

Listen, you still have that
laptop that I gave you?

Uh-huh. I'm wearing it.

I'm serious. Do you have it?
Yes, I have it.

Okay, we need to go get it,
and then I need for you
to take me to a hotel room.

Now, that, that's doable.
Alan, just go.

Just go. Go, go, go.

I swear to God.
I asked for a quarter,
she gave me a telephone.

Yeah, that's right. I'm calling
everybody.

Clever girl.

Voilà. Ouch. Ha, ha.

Alan, you don't have to...

To stay if you don't want to.

I'm sure that, um...
God, what's her name? Sorry.

Amy. Don't worry.
It's over with Amy.

I'm sorry.

Ha, ha.
Don't be, dearie.

We're not. This is...
This is bizarre.

I haven't seen you in so long.
What are we even doing here?

Um, I just figured
you would be safe.

Oh, great.

So I've gone from being
a self-centered asshole to safe.

Thank you very much.

No, I just figured that they
couldn't trace me to you

and that your...
Your patient records
are confidential, right?

My patient records.

Yeah, I knew I had
my subtle charms.

It's just, you're the only person
I have to turn to right now, so...

And you know what, Angie?

I am gonna take that
as a big, big compliment.

Guess what time it is. Gibsons.

Almost. We have no onions,
so we'll have to use these.

Seldane, the antihistamine
of champions.

Heh. I could always
make you laugh, couldn't I?

You know what? I'm gonna pass.
No drink?

No drink.
Hmm.

All right. I come
bearing gifts.

Some of Amy's clothes for you
here. Try these on.

[♪♪♪]

This is such a nightmare.
It's like I'm not even me anymore.

Hey, hey, hey. Come here.

Come on. Look at me.
You're freaking me.

You gotta take a breath,
take a pause.

Okay, if you're not you,
tell me who you think you are.

Christ, you're not even listening to me.
Oh, I am listening.

But come on,
somebody stole your purse.

I didn't expect you to believe me.
Oh, come on. I do believe...

Yeah, that's not true.
You know what I believe?

I believe you're
a very frightened woman.

I think in general, you're
disconnected from the human race.

I think you're way out there on
your own.

You mix in your father leaving...
Oh, no. No.

My father has nothing to do with
the fact that my car's missing,

has nothing to do with the fact
that my house is empty,

that the Los Angeles Police
Department is chasing after me

and that somebody out there
wants to kill me. No.

Now, I believe something happened,
but that just doesn't make sense.

Oh.
I don't want to be simplistic here, but

I think you're just reaching out.

You know what?
You're absolutely right.
I am reaching out.

I'm reaching out to anybody
who knows me,

anybody who will listen to me
and believe me,

be my friend and somebody to trust...
Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, Angie. I'm sorry.

Sometimes it's easier for me to
play doctor than it is to listen.

I just don't... I don't understand.
Why me? Why me?

I am nobody. I am nothing.
But they knew everything about me.

They knew what I ate, what I drank.
They knew what movies that I watched.

They knew what... Where I was from.

They knew
what cigarettes I used to smoke.

And everything they did, they
must have watched
on the Internet. I don't know.

Watched my credit cards?
Our whole lives
are on the computer,

and they knew that I could be
vanished.

They knew that nobody would care
It's gonna be okay.

And it wouldn't matter.
It's gonna be okay.

It's going to be okay.
What can I do?

I need for you to take my mom
and just put her anywhere.

I don't care where, just put her
under a different name,

because I don't know what
these people are gonna do.

You can do that because you're a doctor?
Yeah, sure.

I can put your mom
in the county sanitarium,

say I want her there for
observation. How's that?

That would mean a lot to me,
because she's all I got left
right now.

All that you have left?

Christ, Angie, they've really
gotten into your head with this.

Well, come on, put yourself
in my shoes. I don't hear
from you for a long time.

I get a phone call,
this convoluted story. Come on.

I'm not buying
the whole package,
but I'll tell you what I can do.

I have a friend downtown
in the federal building.
His name's Ben Phillips.

He's an FBI agent. Why don't I...
No, no, no!

I've been running from
the police ever since
I got back in this country.

That's the last thing I need.
Well, that's great, Angela.

Why don't you just live
the rest of your life in this
hotel room, how's that?

Well, do you trust him?

Yeah. I used to
hold his head over
the toilet at frat parties.

Come on. I'm serious.
Do you trust him?

Yeah, I trust Ben. I do.

Okay.

Now let's formulate our plan.
I'm gonna go back to my place.

I'll figure out the best way
to transfer your mom
to the sanitarium.

Then I'll call Ben.
If I get any information,
I'll get back to you.

Okay.

Well, don't be so down.
Come here.

It's gonna be okay.
I'm on watch now.

You know, this would've never
happened if you had stayed with me.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Hey, Alan?

Thank you
for everything.

You're welcome.
You stay put, kiddo.

Okay.

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

[WOMAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH
ON COMPUTER]

Mm, merci.
Now prompt me, please.

Okay. You carried
this around, Devlin,
because it was important.

Bethesda Naval Hospital.

Password.

Okay, password.
We're gonna try you.

[BEEPS]

No. Okay.
Well, you look familiar.
Let's try you again.

[BEEPING]

No, come on.

Okay. Five-three-four... Now.

Okay.

Bergstrom? What?

Oh, my God.

[MODEM SCREECHING]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah.
MAN: Someone's on.

Think it's our girl?

Whoever it is, is covering
their tracks big time.

A dozen hops so far. A pop in
Switzerland, a UNIX box in the
University of Montana,

five different routers
at Berkeley.

They know what they're doing.

How long will it take
to track her?

Depending how much she's set
up, how long she stays on,

15 minutes, half hour
at the most.

Well, you call me the second
you find her.

And that other matter, Mr. Devlin?

JACK:
Oh, that's, um... That's free of charge.

Thanks.

[SIGHS]

[MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY]

No.

Well...

Yes.

Praetorians?

Praetorians, praetorians.

What?
I need more information.

"Big bad wolf, cyber
terrorists."

I need more information.

"LAX, Wall Street, Atlanta.
Extremely dangerous.

Don't mess with them."

They've already started
messing with me.

"Meet in IRL. In private."

In real life.

No, no, no. It's gotta be
a public place.

Where it's safe,

with a lot of people.

[TYPING ON KEYBOARD]

Like Santa Monica pier.

By... Where?

The Ferris Wheel.

[CHIMING]

[BEEPING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Any luck?
MAN: 8833 Rosewood

in West Hollywood.

Remind me to buy you guys
something nice.

[♪♪♪]

[BLOW-DRYER WHIRRING]

[♪♪♪]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

Hello?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

ALAN:
Angie.

Angie, come on. Let me in.
I'm dying out here with this food.

Sorry.

Sorry. I thought... You know.

Forget it. Hi.

I figured you'd be hungry,
so I stopped on the way over.

I got you
your favorite, Chinese.

Um, it's your favorite. I never
really cared for it, remember?

That's immaterial. I knew
it was somebody's favorite.

How's my mom?
Mom is fine.

She's safely ensconced
at the county sanitarium.
Everything's good.

Great. Thank you.

Hey, listen, about the Chinese,
let me make it up to you.

Why don't we go over to that
Greek restaurant we used to like?

I can't. I gotta go.

Really?

Why do you have to go?
Every time I see you now,
you're running away.

No, I'm not. There's just a guy
from the Internet who might

know something
about what's going on.

Well, can I at least tell you
about Ben Phillips, the guy
you wanted me to talk to?

I told him your story, and
he said he wants to see you
first thing in the morning.

Angie, can't you wait until...
Well, does he know about LAX

and Wall Street and
what happened in Atlanta?

Of course he knows what
happened in Atlanta. What
did happen in Atlanta?

A couple of kids black-out
part of a power grid

and spell "Braves suck"
from the air.

Is that
a national emergency?

Christ, Alan, listen. Cyberbob figured
it out, and he knows what he's doing.

Okay? If I don't talk to him now,
it's gonna be too late.

Listen to you! Cyberbob!

You're going to meet a guy
named Cyberbob!

Have you ever even seen him?

I don't want you going alone.

ANGELA: Why don't you come with me?
ALAN: Sure I will.

Now, where are we supposed to
meet him?

ANGELA:
Santa Monica pier.

[♪♪♪]

[BUZZING]

MAN: Yeah?
Hi. Bob Fox?

These people are dangerous.
They killed Dale because of
what he knew.

Now they think
I have this program.

Angie, I'm with you
on this. Really, I am.

But first, somebody tries to
kill you, now this guy Dale...

And they put somebody
in my place at Cathedral
to get rid of any traces there.

Well, what I'm asking you
is why would anybody
want to do any of this?

Okay, they would want somebody
in Cathedral's mainframe
in order to set traps

and to overwrite any programs,
just to make sure that this
doesn't happen again, right?

Well, that would take weeks,

and you cannot do that
from the outside.

Do you remember
that Internet number

that I told you
that Devlin guy had?

Well, I plugged it in,
and next thing I know,

I'm staring at, like,
the personal medical files

of the Under Secretary of Defense,
Michael Bergstrom.

The guy who blew his head off.
Yeah.

And they said that
a computer blood test
told him he had AIDS, right?

Well, when they did the autopsy,
there was no HIV found.

Well, who knows? Maybe
when they do my autopsy,

I can finally prove
that I'm not Ruth Marx.

You know, what's frightening me
is I'm starting to think that
you're not delusional.

You know what I need to do,
I need to get back to Cathedral,

I need to get on
that Mozart's Ghost program
because that's gotta be it.

[COUGHING]

That has to be it.
They've got this echo system
on their computers there

where you can retrace
all your keystrokes
in case you made a mistake.

You... Are you all right?
Alan, what's the matter?

Pull over. Alan.

[CAR HONKING]

You're scaring me! Come on!
ALAN: Pills.

Talk to me. What?
[IN STRAINED VOICE] The pills.

ANGELA:
What pills? What?
What are you talking about?

You know what, get over here.
We'll go to the hospital.

ANGELA:
He'll be okay, isn't he?

Well, he's allergic
to penicillin.

They have him intubated and
pumped full of epinephrine.

I have no idea what you just said.
Look, he's going to be fine.

If you like, you can go see him now.
Um...

Yeah, I would like that.
Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

Hi.

How do you feel?

I'm starving.

Yeah?

Well, the minute you get out,
I'll cook you

the best microwave meal
you've ever had.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

How long are they gonna
keep me here?

Um, I think
just another day.

And will you be handling
the outpatient care, nurse?

Well, do you mind?

Mm-mm.

Visions of sponge baths
dance in my head.

[BELL RINGS]

I gotta go.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm more
worried about you.

I'll be fine.

Wish it was over, but I'll be fine.

I know.

[WHISPERING]
Come here. I wanna
tell you something.

Come closer.

[KISSES]

[BOTH GRUNT]

I've wanted to do that
since yesterday.

Yeah, well,

when you get better,
I might let you do it again.

Mm.

Do you still think I'm crazy?

Sure I do.

Always have.

[BEEPING]

[♪♪♪]

[PEOPLE YELLING]

VENDOR:
Get your cotton candy here!
50 cents!

Cotton candy!

BUNNY:
Great picture! Bye!

[CHATTERING]

Hey! How you doing? Howdy!

BARKER 1:
Everybody's a winner!
Everybody's a winner! Step right up!

BUNNY:
Hey, honey, wanna dance?

[GASPS]

BUNNY:
Come on, give Benny a big hug!

Just get...

BUNNY:
Come on back here!
I'm a great dancer! Look at my feet!

BARKER 2:
Knock the milk bottles down!

[CARNIVAL MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[GIRL 1 LAUGHING
AND WHOOPING]

[♪♪♪]

[BEEPING]

[EKG BEEPING]

[PEOPLE YELLING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CARNIVAL MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[♪♪♪]

GIRL:
Look out! Aah.

[GASPS]

Safer to stay right here.

Sorry, Bob couldn't make it.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, I hope this isn't how you
greet all your old lovers.

That's not exactly the category
that you fit into.

No?

I'm surprised you didn't
kill me, then fuck me.

Listen. It was difficult, right?

Because I was attracted
to you. I still am.

I'm genuinely attracted to you.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna genuinely
attract half the Santa Monica
Police Department

if you don't
let go of me now.

Yeah? I know you've been
avoiding them since you ran out
of that house.

[SIGHS]

ANGELA:
Well, I'm sure they'd still be
very interested

in hearing how you crashed
Dale Hessman's plane,
how you tried to kill me.

I'm sure they'd love to hear
about that.

You go ahead. You feel free.
I'm sure they'd be happy to make
your acquaintance.

Did you know that Ruth Marx
has a criminal record?

For drugs, prostitution.

You've got quite a record.

Yeah, almost as good a record
as Bergstrom has, huh?

What do you mean?
I know about Bergstrom's suicide.

And I know all about
the praetorians too,

so I'm sure they'd
love to hear about that.

BUNNY: One, two, three, four!
JACK: Everybody has their button,

and Bergstrom's just happened
to be homophobia.

You just have to know people
well enough to know which...

Which button to push.

I don't have your disk.
If I had it, I would give it to
you. I don't have it.

Okay.
It was ruined in Mexico.

It's okay.

But what we need now is what's
up here, so you come with me.

I promise you, I promise you
I'll look after you. Come on.

BUNNY:
See you later. Hi! Excuse me!

[CHATTERING]

ANGELA:
I don't understand.
What do you want?

JACK:
It's not about what I want.

It's about what my employers want.
So take a look around you.

Do you think
things are working?

I don't think so.

They believe they can
make things better.

What? By killing people?

I don't ask too many questions
and I suggest you do the same.

BUNNY:
Come on! Let's dance! Hey!

[♪♪♪]

Hey! Hey!
What are you... Don't push!

Hey, you jerk! Jeez!

[BELL RINGING]

[♪♪♪]

[LAUGHING]

[GRUNTS]

NURSE [OVER PA]:
Dr. Henry to I.C.U.

Dr. Henry to I.C.U.

[♪♪♪]

Dr. Herb Fields, staff to
ambulance bay.

[ALARM BEEPING]

Code blue, 151 west.
Code blue, 151 west.

[NURSES SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

DOCTOR:
Let's go ahead
and defibrillate!

Everybody clear?

[DEFIBRILLATOR PULSES]

Three hundred. Let's go.
Let's go, everybody. Clear!

Okay, he's got no pulse.
He's not responding.
Get her out of here!

No! No. He's my friend.
He's my friend. He's my friend.

Please help me!
ANGELA: No! No! Let me go!

DOCTOR:
Let's go!

Go ahead and hit him again! Clear!
ANGELA: No! No! Let go of me!

Alan, no. Get off of me!

Look, Mrs. Champion,
I'm sorry.

We did everything we could.
I'm not Mrs. Champion.

There were complications.

Would you like me to
call you a cab?

Look, you're very upset.
Is there someone
who can pick you up?

Ma'am.

Ma'am, would you like to talk
with a counselor?

Ma'am, maybe you should just
lie down for a while.

I don't understand. You said he
was gonna be fine.

He was fine.

I know I did. I'm sorry.
We think the insulin
caused his blood pressure...

No, no, it was penicillin.
He was on penicillin.

No, Dr. Champion was being held
for the treatment of diabetes.

No. No. No.
NURSE: He went into insulin shock.

No. He was not a diabetic.
I'm afraid he was. I can pull up his files.

No, he wasn't diabetic!

[♪♪♪]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MAN 1: I don't know how much
longer it's gonna be.

MAN 2:
Yeah.

OFFICER:
All right, watch your step here.

MAN 3:
Aw, man, I didn't do it!

OFFICER:
Take it easy. We're just...

[ENGINE STARTING]

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[HORN HONKS]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

You've no idea what
it does to me just hearing
the sound of your voice.

No, don't hang up, Angela.
Please.

This is important.

If you would just take a step
back from all of this, you'd...

You'd see that you and I,
we're really not so very different.

We're both loners.
We're both isolated.

We're both really untrusting.

We're both looking for
the same clarity.

You've come to mean
a great deal to me.

Yeah, well, you mean shit to me.

Look, I have
to admit an arrogance
in my perceptions of you.

You see, I've come to visit
a friend of mine,

an old piano teacher
friend of mine.

You leave my mother alone.

Well, it seems I have no choice.

She's been moved by Dr. Champion.

The late Dr. Champion.

[PHONE BEEPS]

[♪♪♪]

[SIREN WAILING]

ANGELA:
Shit.

OFFICER [OVER LOUDSPEAKER]:
Driver, this is the highway patrol.

Reduce speed, carefully pull
over to the side of the highway

and turn off your engine.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

God!

OFFICER 1:
Now, there it is!

There.

There she is! Police!

OFFICER 2:
Stop!

Unh. Stop!

My name is Angela Bennett.
I am Angela...

My name...

OFFICER 1: Freeze!
OFFICER 2: Police!

My name's Angela Bennett.

Get down! Get down! Get your
hands around back.

Around the back!
You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up
the right to remain silent,
anything you say

can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right
to speak to an attorney

and to have that attorney
present during questioning.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

ATTORNEY:
Look. I wanna help you.

I've been appointed to help you,

but everything you're saying
is just so farfetched.

They've changed your name,
your friend's medical records,
crashed planes, because...

Just think about it.
Just think about it.

Our whole world is sitting
there on a computer.

It's in the computer. Everything.
Your DMV records,

your social security,
your credit cards,

your medical history,
it's all right there.

Everyone is stored,
and there's like this
little electronic shadow

on each and every one
of us that's just begging
for somebody to screw with.

And you know what?
They've done it to me,

and you know what?
They're gonna do it to you.

Look, Miss Marx...
Um...

I'm not Ruth Marx, okay?
They invented her.

They put her
on your computer
with my thumbprint.

I hate to tell you this, but the California
criminal justice computers,

all of them, have been protected
by the Gatekeeper security
programs

for the last six months, so
nothing that you're describing
could possibly happen.

[♪♪♪]

Oh, my God.
It's the program, then.

It's the Gatekeeper program.

It's got... It has a flaw.

If they changed my identity
and it has a flaw, then
the praetorians know this.

Then that solves it.
Yeah. Think about it.

No. You want to tell me again
how you ended up in a stolen car?

Okay. Okay, listen to me.
It's like...

It's like
a Trojan horse, this thing.

The praetorians,
they hack into computers
and they cause this chaos.

Um, LAX. Uh, Wall Street.

Um, the Department of Water
and Power in Atlanta.

They do this so the people,
they go out and they
buy this program.

They buy this program and
they get a false sense of security,

only to find out
that they've unwittingly
allowed the praetorians

free and exclusive access
to the system. Do you get it?

Imagine what they can do with
this power. They could do anything.

This is absolutely fascinating,
Ms. Marx.

Please. My name is Bennett.

Write it down if you want.
It's Bennett.

B-E-N-N-E-T-T. Bennett.

I have no reason to make
any of this up.

As your court-appointed
attorney,

I'm obligated to do
what you wish,

so I will call you "Cleopatra,
Queen of the Nile" if you want.

But take some advice.

If you go before the judge
with this craziness,

I guarantee you will be found
incompetent to stand trial,

and they will hold you
indefinitely.

[SNIFFLES]

Hi. Yeah, this is
her daughter.

Hi, Mom.

It's me.

How are you doing?
You doing okay?

Yeah? How's that
new nurse treating... Is she...

Um, uh... It's Angela, Mom.

Uh, it's Angela.

Mom, listen. Um...

I need you to do something
for me.

Um, there's a lady here
that I need for you...

She's gonna get on
the phone, and I need for
you to tell her that she's...

That I'm me, okay?

Because she doesn't believe me.

Can you tell her that,
Mom?

Mom, don't. No.

[SIGHS]

Are you there?

[VOICE BREAKING] I just want
you to know that I love you and...

Lady.

[LOCK OPENING]

What?

[PHONE RINGING]

Would somebody answer
the damn phone?

Here she is.
Who's come to get me? Can you just...

PHILLIPS:
Special agent Ben Phillips, FBI.

I'm Alan's friend.

It's a terrible thing,
what happened to him.

I'm... I'm so glad
that you're here. I...

Angela, two seconds
after Alan told me your story,

half the agents
in the Computer Crimes Division

hit the bricks
chasing this down,

most of them beating every bush
from here to eternity
trying to find you.

Sorry it ended up being
in a place like this.

Yeah, me too.

Let's get out of here,
get you someplace safe.

We've got a field office
about 40 minutes from here.

Okay, and then what do we do?

Oh, then I'm going fishing.

A shark named Jack Devlin.
Ring any bells?

Yeah.

PHILLIPS: He's their
one-man dirty-duty squad.
Smart, efficient, lethal.

Moral conscience of a chain saw.
Hm.

Scary a son of a bitch
as he is, the guys behind
the keyboards, they're worse.

The praetorians.

Our first good lead. We've been
chasing them for years.

Look, we have to move
like ASAP here,

so I want you to start sketching me
a quick background, all right?

Okay. Um...

Like, uh,
for instance, how the hell

did you access
their system in the first place?

I didn't. A programmer
at Cathedral sent the disk to me.

[PHILLIPS CHUCKLES]

Goddamn disk. That's what
kick-started all this, huh?

Angie. Angie, tell me.

Did you make
a copy of the disk?

I mean, before it was ruined
in Mexico.

[♪♪♪]

Huh?

[SIGHS]

No.

Oh, damn.

PHILLIPS [OVER COMPUTER]:
Disk is only hope we have
of catching these bastards.

Did you talk
to anyone, give copies
of the disk to anyone?

You guys are amazing
sons of bitches.

Excuse me?
Amazing. Amazing, amazing.

Huh?
How'd you know it was ruined?

How'd you know
it was ruined?

I only told Devlin it was
ruined. How'd you know
it was ruined? Huh?

What's your name? You're not
even with the FBI. It doesn't
even matter.

Ever since I touched that disk,
I've been running from
one nightmare to the next.

You know what? I'm tired.
I am out of it. I'm so out of it.
I'm tired.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

PHILLIPS: Hey!
What are you doing?
Come on, get off the gas!

Let go! You're gonna kill us!
You'll kill us both!

Let go!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

My seat belt!

[PHILLIPS SCREAMS]

[HORN HONKING]

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[BELL CLANGING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[♪♪♪]

NEWSCASTER [ON TV]:
On a serious note,

after what has appeared to be
a month of playful but costly
computer tampering,

an incident today
has taken a darker turn.

We go live to Dermot Conley
in Chicago with that report.

CONLEY: Police were
called in as the recent comedy
of computer errors

turned ugly today when six of
Chicago's major banks were
forced to shut their doors

due to massive computer tampering,

bringing the economic life of
this city to a halt.

As you can see,
it's a desperate situation.

Essential city services
will be conducted

through the one local bank
unaffected by the glitches.

That bank, National Fidelity,
sources say,

was protected by
Gregg Systems' aptly named
Gatekeeper program.

Reporting live from Chicago's
loop, Dermot Conley.

NEWSCASTER:
Thank you, Dermot.

In related news, Jeff Gregg,

billionaire founder of Gregg
Systems, was in Washington
for today's announcement

by newly appointed Under
Secretary of Defense Calvin
Shoemaker

that the Pentagon will be outfitting

the entire federal government
with Gregg's touted Gatekeeper
program.

You need to remember, in this
day and age, information is
sacred.

Information is power,

and society must protect
that at all costs from
these terrorists.

Ironically, today's
announcement came

just two weeks to the day of
the recent suicide death of

Shoemaker's predecessor,
Michael Bergstrom,

a vocal opponent
of the Gatekeeper program.

In local news,
a spectacular car crash leaves
one unidentified man dead.

We go live to Lynn Blades at
the scene of the crash. Lynn.

Thank you, Elaine. Now, I am
just yards away from where
the body was found

with a gangland-style gunshot
wound to the head.

Police are searching for
the passenger of that car,

a young woman in her '20s,
brunette, going under the name
of Ruth Marx

and believed to be wanted on
federal charges of car theft.
Little else is known...

[♪♪♪]

[PANEL BEEPING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
All Cathedral employees,

this is a reminder that
the Cathedral booth

at the Moscone Center is
in the northwest corner
of the convention hall.

All Cathedral employees, this
is a reminder that the Cathedral booth

in the Moscone Center is
in the northwest corner
of the convention hall.

[PHONE RINGS]

Okay. All right.

[MOZART'S "EINE KLEINE
NACHTMUSIK" PLAYING
ON COMPUTER]

MAN [ON COMPUTER]:
Mozart's ghost! The hottest band...

Oh. Don't do this to me.
Do not do this to me.
I am Angela Bennett.

Me. Okay.

[WHISPERING]
Okay. Where are you?

WOMAN: Cathedral software.
Yeah. Angela Bennett, please.

[PHONE RINGS]

FAKE ANGELA:
Programing. Angela Bennett.
Hello.

Hello?

Who the hell is this?

Hello. Look, you got something
to say? Otherwise...

Don't hang up.

Angela?

[♪♪♪]

All right, Miss Bennett,
now that I know where you are,

let's see if we can get you away
from your machine.

Hm.

How about I start a little fire,

right here?

[ALARMS BLARING]

MAN [OVER PA]:
This is a fire alarm.

Please proceed to
the nearest emergency exit.

Please proceed
to the nearest exit.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MAN: Angela.
FAKE ANGELA: What?

MAN: Who are you? Our lady
of asbestos? There's a goddamn fire
in the building.

Yeah, yeah. Just a sec.

MAN:
Don't give me "a sec." Let's go.

FAKE ANGELA: Hang on.
Now! Come on!

[DOOR CLOSES]

Okay.

[MOZART'S "EINE KLEINE
NACHTMUSIK" PLAYING
ON COMPUTER]

MAN [ON COMPUTER]:
Mozart's ghost!
The hottest band on the Internet!

About time.

Oh, the password.

[MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Password nairot... Nairot...

Where are you?

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[BEEPING]

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

MARCHERS:
We're not going back!

[MARCHERS SHOUTING]

If there's a fire, where's the
smoke? There's no smoke.

We're looking into it,
ma'am.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Okay, what's this? "Terminate
all Mozart's Ghost files now.
Terminate..."

Oh. Gotcha, don't I?

Okay, now,
who is praetorian?

Okay. Okay.

[MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Okay, let's search you out.

It's Gregg.
MAN [OVER PA]: Attention, employees.

Okay.
Please return to your workstations.

The fire department has advised us
that this was a false alarm.

Attention, all Cathedral employees.

Return to your workstations.
FIREFIGHTER: All clear!

The fire department has advised us
that this was a false alarm.

Subnet 345.

Come on.

[CHATTERING]

ANGELA:
Okay, where are you?
There you go.

Come on. Come on.

MAN:
Attention, all Cathedral employees.

Please return
to your workstations.

The fire department has advised us
that this was a false alarm.

Attention, all Cathedral employees.

Please return
to your workstations.

So you did do this, didn't you?

MAN: This was a false alarm.
Come on.

You gotta go
to the john too, huh?

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[♪♪♪]

Disk, disk. Where are you?
Where are your disks?

[SIGHS]

Virus. Thank you, Dale.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Okay.

Save.

[SIGHS]

ANGELA:
Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Come on.

Save. Come on, come on.

Yes.

Thank you. You're going to
the convention.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[♪♪♪]

Oh, my God.

[SIGHS]

Security.

Had a break-in
on the fifth floor of Cathedral.

You're looking for
a female, about 5' 7", brunette.

[♪♪♪]

Did you see a brunette?
Did she come by here?

Sorry, ma'am.
Nobody came by here.

Only people coming and going
around here are firemen.

Devlin.

[CHATTERING]

JACK: Where is she?
She's gotta be with the firemen.

We have to find her now.
She's copied the disk.

Well, how the hell did that
happen?

You were supposed
to get rid of everything.

And you were supposed to have
put a bullet in her head a week ago.

She should never have been alive
to make that copy.

JACK:
Heh. Smart. Better call Gregg.

[MARCHERS CHANTING
INDISTINCTLY]

[♪♪♪]

[KEYPAD BEEPS]

JACK:
She's gone to
the Moscone Center!

[CHATTERING]

[♪♪♪]

Jesus, she could be anywhere.
Are you sure she's out there?

She's out there, all right.

And she won't be hiding
in some corner.

She came here to use
a computer.

[MODEM SCREECHING]

[♪♪♪]

JACK:
Get away from the computer.

What did you think
you were trying to do?

Save the world?

No, not the world. Just myself.
Oh.

Well, I'm afraid it's too late for
that. The offer's been withdrawn.

You might wanna look
at the screen,

because everything on that disk
was just sent to the FBI.

Everything.
So?

So, proof that the Gatekeeper
program has a back door.

My, my.

Proof that Bergstrom
and Dale's murder
were orchestrated by Gregg.

JACK:
Watch her.

The beauty of the Gatekeeper
system is that we can get
in and out of the FBI

like it's the public library.

It's a beautiful system.

Let's finish the work
and get the hell out of here.
These people make me nervous.

No harm done. Everything
you've done will be wiped out

by just escaping the system.

Really?

FAKE ANGELA:
Goddamn it, you're
in the mainframe.

It's eating through Gregg's
entire system, Devlin.
Do something.

It's a virus eating through Gatekeeper.
Shit!

FAKE ANGELA:
There's gonna be nothing left.
Everything will be destroyed.

Take the far side!

[♪♪♪]

[FOOTSTEPS]

JACK:
Angela, stop!

[GUN COCKS]

Angela!

[SILENCED GUNSHOT]

[♪♪♪]

Shit.

Angela.

[♪♪♪]

Angela?

It's just you and me now.

Do you realize you've
changed everything?

Yeah.

One little stroke of the key
and you've wiped out
my employer.

You've canceled my contract.

You've reversed everything
they've done to you,
taken back your life.

That's what you wanted,
wasn't it?

Angela?

I knew you'd do
the right thing.

[SCREAMS]

SALESMAN:
This is the latest virus checker.

MAN:
It's in this machine?

It's not responding
to anything.

Try a new password.

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

Excuse me, uh, miss.

I can't remember what you
told me to plant.

You know what?
Why don't I come outside
and help you?

NEWSCASTER [ON TV]:
- Surrounding Gregg
Microsystems.

The law caught up with
billionaire Jeff Gregg today

as FBI agents escorted him from
his exclusive New York penthouse.

Gregg will be arraigned
tomorrow on nine counts of
conspiracy, fraud

and complicity in the death of
Under Secretary of Defense
Michael Bergstrom.

An FBI spokesperson
attributes the surprising arrest

to a transmission sent over
the Internet by an Angela Bennett,

a program systems analyst
from Los Angeles.

In other news, San Francisco
police are investigating

two mysterious deaths at the
Pan Pacific Computer Convention.

A young woman found shot to
death in a back-room area

has been identified
as 28-year-old Ruth Marx.

The other deceased, a male
in his 30s, is as yet unidentified.

WEATHERMAN: Turning now
to weather, the forecast for
the coming weekend

is bright and sunny with patchy
early-morning clouds.

It seems like summer
is finally here.

[BEEPING]

[ANNIE LENNOX'S "A WHITER
SHADE OF PALE" PLAYING]

♪ We skipped the light fandango ♪

♪ Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor ♪

♪ I was feelin' kind of seasick ♪

♪ But the crowd called out for more ♪

♪ And the room was humming harder ♪

♪ As the ceiling flew away ♪

♪ When we called out
For another drink ♪

♪ But the waiter brought a tray ♪

♪ And so it was later ♪

♪ As the miller told his tale ♪

♪ That her face
At first just ghostly ♪

♪ Turned a whiter shade of pale ♪

♪ You said, "There is no reason ♪

♪ And the truth is plain to see" ♪

♪ But I wander
Through my playing cards ♪

♪ And would not let her be ♪

♪ One of 16 vestal virgins ♪

♪ Who were leaving for the coast ♪

♪ And although my eyes were open ♪

♪ They might just as well
Have been closed ♪

♪ And so it was later ♪

♪ As the miller told his tale ♪

♪ That her face
At first just ghostly ♪

♪ Turned a whiter shade of pale ♪♪