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Brother Ephraim.

By the jowls of fate.

Got my perks?

You can't wait a few minutes?

The road of excess leads to the Palace of Wisdom.

What's that?

Old Gungeon Moses?

No, a dude named Blake.

You get a chunk of my girl yet? I brought this poster to remind you of

what she looks like.

She's got security around the clock.

Keep trying.

The doctor is very eager.

So am I.

Where the hell is the doctor?

Gentlemen.

Hello, Reggie.

It's a beautiful night, isn't it? What is this?

Some kind of a joke?

Well, the poor child had to get out of the car.

You know how restless the young are.

I get it. Put it in the car.

It?

Reginald, sometimes I think you fail to appreciate my artistry.

The aesthetics.

The symmetry.

Come on, little girl.

Time to go to work.

Come on, come on.

You're gonna love it.

Jesus.

Incredible.

Huh?

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

I still don't have the teeth quite right. Fuck the teeth.

And when's the next one gonna be ready?

Reginald, you can't rush perfection.

I'm not cranking out four galaxies here.

It's been two years. What is two years?

Forever. And my backers have funded your research at a 40% interest rate. They

want a return, or they want my head on a platter.

So remember, if there's a platter in my future, there's one in yours, too, pal.

Did you know that threats are the last refuge of the desperate, Reggie?

Now, you'll get your product when I get my sample.

I can't chromo-splice with a piece of pastrami.

Tonight, Ephraim.

Definitely tonight.

No problemo.

You'll get what you need, Vivian.

Definitely tonight, Ephraim.

Definitely tonight.

To Ludo.

Virtual reality games gone wild.

In an ever-increasing pattern of violence, the lives of two local

teenagers were claimed last night in another illegal game deck incident.

Here it is.

The game they were playing, Cartel Wars. The result, death due to heart attack

and severe emotional shock.

Okay, let's get her.

Cartel Wars is loosely based on the Russian drug conflict that ended seven

years ago.

The game seems to activate the mysterious pineal gland in the cerebral

cortex. The game itself is so violent and realistic, players are literally

scared to death.

Parent groups are pushing for police action to shutter underground parlors

and wipe out the deadly games, but kids love them.

Cartel Wars is cool, man, because you can really die.

Like, that's the point? It's not pretend, you know?

Yo, homes, we need excitement just like everybody else, right? Laverne Tristan

lost her daughter Kimberly in an illegal VR game last week. Miss Travis?

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, Chase.

I just need to check. What the hell are you doing in here?

I just came in. Look, I want the help to stay outside, understand?

I'm not the help.

I'm the police.

My partner and I are moonlighting for your security company.

So you are the help. Excuse me, ma'am, but your system is down.

I'm here to see that we get it back up.

I've heard that one before.

Well,

of course, I deplore the degree of violence in these illegal virtual

reality games. My company, the Reggie Game Company, we unconditionally condemn

these games because they hurt the kids.

And the kids, the kids are our future.

Burn in hell, motherfucker.

TV off.

We ought to do something with some of that suppressed anger.

That's why I'm a cop.

Oh, I feel so safe now.

Do you always work out in the middle of the night?

It's kind of late.

I had another lousy date.

Drank too much and decided to come down here and work it off.

What time is it, anyway?

The time is 3.15 a.m.

Thank you, Ludmilla.

Want something to drink? Are you asking me or the house?

If Ludmilla gets thirsty, she can always turn on the sprinklers. I better get

back outside.

Like a good guard dog.

Your surveillance is back on.

I'll just leave you to your privacy.

Well?

All quiet in there.

Must have been a power surge in the security system.

Yeah.

What's she doing?

Um... She was working out.

Naked.

Really? Naked?

Yeah.

My ex-wife never worked out naked.

Thank God.

She never worked out, period.

Are you kidding me?

Who needs Pamela Travis anyway?

You're the perfect date, Bobby.

Sweetheart, a jacuzzi. You, me, bottle of champagne.

Hey.

In for it, Bobby.

See anything?

Got him.

Where?

Two of them.

Stop where you are, please.

I'll take the house.

What the hell happened?

I thought he had a gun.

What the hell is this?

You

can't

blame yourself.

How do you know? Maybe I overreacted. You know, lost control.

You forget it?

Huh? You did what you had to do.

Why are they doing this damn thing anyway? I don't know, but they weren't

looking for autographs.

Sergeant Chase.

Oh. Oh, now it's Sergeant Chase.

Well, at least I've been promoted from the help.

You're right. I was a schmuck, I admit it.

I just wanted to thank you for saving my life.

Well, that's why you hired security, ma'am.

It's just so hard to believe that someone was shot in my own home.

It's so horrible.

Sometimes I forget that there's a real world out there.

I just wanted you to know that, well, if the department gives you problems or

anything, I'll stand by you.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

Your public college.

Freaks. They just assumed seeing me dead, it would give them something to

talk about.

Price of fame, I guess.

No. Not just the down payment.

Look, could I take you to dinner?

What?

Forget it. It was a stupid idea.

No.

I'd be okay.

Tomorrow night?

Sure.

Great.

Sergeant?

Strauss.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

And I was going to ask her to autograph my chest.

Hey, we've got to go to work in three hours.

You've got a reality date with Pamela Travis.

I can't believe it.

Big deal.

Big deal?

You know she was named sex kitten of the 21st century? We've only got 90 years

left. Look, she probably just wants simple sex with a guy with a gun.

That doesn't make her a bad person.

Is this part of her new movie? Where is she? She'll be fine. Excuse me. Excuse

me.

How many times have you done her?

Done who?

Pamela Travis in virtual reality. How many times?

I'm not the kind of guy that touches and tells.

Come on.

Billy, you wouldn't respect me as a partner if I told you.

Come on.

243.

243.

Doesn't it get old?

No, Bobby.

You've never been married, and believe me, there isn't enough time for me to

tell you. Try me.

Pamela's got this thing that she does.

She runs her fingernails all over your back.

She whispers.

She's the best, Bobby.

Come on, come on.

Pick up the phone.

Please, pick up the phone. Damn car!

Fuck him.

Fucking transmission!

He's not answering. Overpriced piece of shit!

What are we gonna do?

Yeah, this is unit 99. We got a red Neotech Tangent. License plate number C

-N-D-Y-G-R-L, over.

Scanning 99.

Is there a violation?

Suspect of drug dealers.

Relax, Bobby.

Nothing on them. Just two guys with car trouble.

Bullshit. They work for Matthews. They haven't done anything.

Confirmation on the plates, 99.

The car is registered under the name Diana Diane.

See? That's Matthews' ex-girlfriend.

Will you forget, Matthews? You're never gonna nail him. Even if we bust these

guys for something, you still won't get him.

With or without you.

I don't believe this. I really don't believe this. Here's a guy, he's got a

real life one-on-one with Pamela Travis.

And what does he want to do? Get his ass blown off. Will you give it a rest?

God, you and that damn relic.

What can I say?

I love the classics.

Switching to ear stud communications, Metro. Approaching suspects for

questioning. Acknowledge 99.

Metro, this is Roshi Takamura, CyberTech.

We are now monitoring this investigation.

Acknowledge, CyberTech. You are now online.

Let's go.

Metro, wake up! We got armed troops on the hook.

Stand by, 99.

I got something coming in.

Metro? How are you feeding us?

Metro Office is no longer accessible, 99.

This is CyberTech.

We're taking over this operation.

Negative, CyberTech. We can handle this ourselves.

Override, 99.

We're intruding on one of our target operations.

Let's go.

Suspects went down the stairs, Sergeant Chase.

To the left.

Cybertech can kiss my digital butt.

Don't be petulant, Sergeant Chase.

You're a nice boy. I'll extend your budget and allow you to continue.

Hey, watch out!

All right, Cybertech. If you're so damn smart, where are they now?

They're headed for the glideway southbound.

Better run faster, guys.

Excuse me, watch out, police.

Police! Police!

What?

Where are they now, cybershit? They're on the glideway. They gotta jump on you,

but you can catch them.

Great.

Get out of the way! Police! Get out of the way!

Cyberjack, how about shutting down the glideway?

I won't do that, 99, not without authorization.

You won't or can't? Well, of course I can, but I need authorization.

Out of the way!

I will have him call me. Okay, you ask for it.

Police, coming through. I'm a search.

Coming through. Police, out of the way.

Hey, behind you.

Ten seconds until shutdown.

One.

Report status, 99. I can't see you.

Where are you, 99?

Where are you?

Don't even think about it. Hey!

Over here.

You're a dead man.

Put it down.

What's going on, guys?

Hello? Am I still playing this game or what?

Drop the gun.

Hey, take it easy.

That's it.

Don't do it or I'll blow a hole right in her head.

Hear me?

Drop the piece.

Bobby, see what he says.

Yeah, listen to him, Bobby. Drop the piece or I'll kill her. Oh, God, please.

I'm going to have a baby.

Think of my baby, please.

Drop the piece.

Drop the piece or I'll kill her.

Bobby, drop the gun.

I can't do that, man.

Think of my baby, please.

God.

Keep him covered.

Get the case.

Thanks for the sympathy.

Don't do it, son.

No!

All

units, I

think I have an officer down. Two armed suspects pulling north on the glideway.

Oh, shit, man. Shit, man.

Hey. It's okay.

I guess I was wrong about the girl.

Listen to me. You hang on, okay? You're gonna make it. You're gonna make it.

I'll have these.

You're gonna make it, man.

Not this time.

Don't give up on me.

I don't trust anybody else but you.

No. No.

No.

Good

evening,

Sergeant Robert Chase.

What time is it?

What time is it?

I said what time is it? The time is 1143 and 20 seconds.

Good evening, Sergeant Robert Chase.

Outside temperature is 71 degrees.

Stage 5 smog alert. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You have one message.

Hey, Bobby.

You're in the can right now.

I'm just here eating donuts. I don't know, something just keeps making me

think about Pamela Travis.

I can't imagine what it is.

Yeah, hey, I'm just kidding.

Tell you the truth, I envy the hell out of you.

Way to go, Bobby. I'm really happy for you.

She looks like a real nice lady.

Later,

buddy.

Sergeant? What do you want?

Are you okay?

Well, I heard about Lieutenant Phillips on TV.

Is there any family, anybody who could stay with you right now?

He was my family.

Well, is there anything I can do to help?

No. No, don't. Please don't.

Don't hang up. I, uh...

Well, I was hoping you'd still want to see me tomorrow night.

Maybe we could help each other.

Okay.

CyberTech wants to help you. Information for the general public may be obtained

at any monitor. Please touch health if the icon symbols are too confusing.

Welcome to CyberTech. Visitors may obtain a visitor's badge at the top of

the stairs.

Notice the implants?

Steiner Optic Superchromes. Wow!

Telescopic, thermogram, and night vision chips?

He lost his eyes in Russia during the cartel wars.

Now he's in narcotics, Metro Division.

I can't wait to get my hands on these lenses.

Captain Polanski? You're 15 minutes early, Sergeant.

This is Hiroshi Takumura, Ph.D., Caltech. He's in cybernetics analysis.

I know who he is.

Don't you dare put your hands on me.

You got my partner killed, you little punk. I did exactly as Phillips

requested. He told me to stop the glideway. When you slammed the brakes on

the glideway, Philly dropped his weapon. That's what got him shot in the gut.

Back up, please.

You're the one that dropped the gun. That's what got him killed.

Son of a bitch! Get him off me!

Jerk!

Phillips got himself killed, Chase.

Let him go.

Sit down, please.

We all feel badly about your partner.

Maybe we can work together to get Matthews.

Matthews is mine.

Why don't you guys just stay the hell out of my investigation?

This is not a one-man vendetta, Sergeant.

There is much more here than even you know anything about.

Like what?

Like this.

You booked it as evidence last night. You know what it is?

You're in narcotics and you haven't got a clue, have you?

It's an analog blister.

This one here is heroin.

The chip sends your brain the same message that the drug would.

It's the newest generation of high.

Want to know who's bringing it in? Let me guess.

Matthews. So he's expanded, so what?

We're interested in him because he seems to have his hands on some radically new

technology. He may be doing things even cybertech can only dream of.

Everybody knows you got the book on Matthews.

So I'm assigning you to work with Takamura.

With him?

Forget about it. Metro Division has you on suspension as of 8 o'clock this

morning. What for?

Oh, have you forgotten?

You shot an unarmed suspect while working an unauthorized off-duty job.

You dropped your weapon in the presence of a dangerous felon. You created a

disturbance in your apartment at midnight.

But I can get it canceled.

Either you work with Hiroshi, or you're going home, buddy.

And he calls the shots.

You ever been in a construct simulator before, Sergeant?

We're going back to the car your buddies left behind.

There was a body in the back.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

A very interesting body.

Yeah, we recorded it early yesterday evening.

Ready, gentlemen?

Let's do it.

Excellent, huh?

It's swell.

I can't ruin anything by touching it, can I? No, man.

A full sensorium scan of the original crime scene is saved on disk exactly as

we found it.

We can restore it at any time.

She'd been raped and tortured.

You get a make on her?

Well, that's the thing. She's got no past.

What about fingerprints?

Well, they don't match anything.

No birth certificate, driver's license, third grade ID check, nothing. It's like

she didn't exist.

Also, there's something wrong with her teeth, but we've got another case that

we're tracking.

Retrieve file 630959, please.

Jesus.

Would you warn me before you do that?

Sorry, Chase.

This is two months ago. Early morning.

717, in fact.

This is First Street.

Chinatown. Yeah.

Where are all the people?

This place is usually packed.

There was no reason to save the crowd.

Anybody make any statements?

Record any witnesses?

Well, no. They seemed extraneous. We edited them out.

You edited out the witnesses?

That's brilliant.

Jesus, she looks like the same girl.

This one was also raped and tortured.

Why wasn't this key followed up?

Anybody search the crime scene?

I wouldn't assume she was some sort of Jane Doe mega-whore. They never bothered

to investigate.

That's bullshit.

Hey, it was your boys down in Metro that dropped the ball.

Typical slipshod work.

Let's get out of here.

Exit, please.

How soon can you guys do a full dermal regeneration?

We'll have it tomorrow, along with the other tests.

There's a resemblance.

So what? They're twins.

We all know that Metro doesn't bother to investigate every little murder in this

city, but I want to track it down.

Just need your signature right here, sir.

Where's that car key? The evidence from First Street. Yeah.

It's over there.

Well, this is where we're starting. St. Thomas Hotel.

I mean, that's where you're starting.

Excuse me?

Oh, I'll be with you, Sergeant.

I'm jacking into those lenses. Hey, cowboy.

See the world through your own eyes. All I need is a few specs.

Steiner optics, right?

Type 9?

What's the matter?

You never done it before?

It's a simple patch-in procedure.

Nothing scary.

Stay out of my head.

Sergeant, your eyes belong to me.

So what are you gonna do when I have to take a piss, huh? You gonna watch?

I'll use magnification if it makes you feel better about yourself.

A rich kid like you, you've never seen a place like this before.

I know what they're like. Old storage units made into hotels.

They rent them out to mega hookers and junkies.

You've been reading your comic books again.

Congratulations.

Okay, I'm into hotel security.

Eh, isn't much.

Handful of old monochrome tube cannons.

Hi, um...

My buddy's in 307. Could you buzz him up for me?

What's your buddy's name, sweetheart?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Here's a hundred bucks.

You can get a lot more with this.

Anyway, your long-lost buddy's name is Brady.

He owes us a week's back rent, so... You tell him to pay up, or we'll short out

his locks, take all this stuff.

I'll give him the good news.

Don't be a stranger now.

Hold on, give me two seconds. You want to get in the room or not?

What are you waiting for?

Go!

Jesus, how the hell did you do that?

Nothing to it. You got more tricks than a circus clown, don't you?

News Grid.

Daily News, both a week old.

Nothing special in those issues.

He's got a Pamela Travis fixation, don't you think?

It's an epidemic.

Let's check the fridge.

Ew, that's disgusting.

I got a message on the video phone.

Says it was deleted.

I'm retrieving it.

tapped man i gotta have some now monica wait wait a second let me shut this

thing off hang on doesn't have a lot of friends does he you know her you think i

know every prostitute in town jackpot

look at that ah myotropazine

it's called hype i know that they sell it in all the high schools

Oh, somebody's coming.

Hey Brady, you bring the rent?

This

is

a mistake!

You've got the wrong guy!

He went downstairs.

I lost him, man. I'm

really sorry.

Save it!

Wow.

Hiroshi, you want to get high in the new age way?

Matthew's analogs. Gee, nothing gets by you, does it?

Never seen one of these before.

Yeah, well, it looks like you'll be seeing a lot more of them every day.

Where's the myotropazine? You didn't turn it in? You pocketed the hype? You

got some input on my procedure?

Yeah! Don't steal drugs from the evidence room. Hey!

Were you born in cybertech?

You don't know dick about what real cops deal with.

That's some temper you got there, you know that?

Listen, I need the patches in order to find Brady.

It's better than cash when you deal with hype heads.

Okay. That sounds reasonable.

Good.

You deal with picking the locks. Leave the people to me.

Well, darling, I've got another invite for you. Oh, no. Get you back here.

Oh, Leon, why do they always look like dentists from Toledo?

So, how long are you going to wait for this guy?

I should have known better, right?

What is it about men, anyway?

Honey, they're all the same.

No, not this one.

He's different.

The different ones are even worse.

Hi. Hi.

Can I buy you a drink?

Well, I'm trying not to.

So do I.

So how are you holding up?

I've had better days.

You know, I'm really sorry about your partner.

Yeah.

He was a big fan of yours.

And you're not?

I'm not into virtual sex.

But he was.

Well, I'm sure he had some good qualities, too.

A few.

I'd really like to hear about them.

You know, maybe it wouldn't hurt to talk.

What's this all about, anyway?

You helped me out. I thought maybe I could help you. Well, I'm not an

actress. I don't share my feelings with the world.

Now, Miss Travis, are your tables ready?

Thank you, Leon. Just in the nick of time.

People always stare at you like you're a pair of walking pork chops.

It goes with the territory.

Thank you, Leon.

Who picked that dress out for you?

It's got no front, no back.

I've seen belts that are bigger.

I wore this dress for you.

I'm supposed to be fired.

Hey, look, pal.

I didn't ask to be a VR star, okay?

I did a love scene for a movie, a very sensual, romantic love scene, and they

turned it into virtual sex.

Nobody asked me.

I felt like I was raped.

Except that you've made millions from it, right?

Okay. So I made a couple for the money.

Wouldn't you?

Look, I happen to be damn proud of my body.

I don't have to take this. You're the one with the problem.

I'm sorry, okay? Please.

Don't go.

Is it frosty in here, or is it just the company?

Here.

Wear my jacket. You'll be warmer with clothes on.

I'll get him on the line.

Truce.

Truce.

Hello? Yeah, he's here. Just a second.

If it's a girlfriend, just tell her I'm not real.

Oh, you're real.

It's a girlfriend that's not.

Chase. One moment, please.

Hey, soldier.

How's your hot date?

She done that crazy thing with the nails yet?

Who's this?

You told her that you used to do Hellraiser.

Maybe she likes rough trade.

Who the fuck is this?

I'm disappointed.

You've been trying to put me away for seven years and you don't recognize my

voice. Matthews?

Good guess, Chase.

We got a lock on him.

Do or die, brother.

Do or die.

I gotta get you out of here.

Sounds like the end to a perfect evening. It's gonna be the end to a lot

more if you don't leave.

Let's go. Why? Now.

As soon as Chase is out of the way, you're going in.

What? Run to the elevator. To the elevator. Go.

Get down! You want to get yourself killed?

What the hell are you doing? I've sprayed myself with disinfectant, okay?

The thing that's chasing me is a pheromone seeker. It's programmed to

follow my scent like a hunting dog. Stay here.

Pamela! Give me my jacket! What the hell is going on?

The jacket!

Oh, shit!

Here's your chase.

Is it over?

For now.

I hope so.

What's that weird smell?

Disinfectant.

All this and you do floors too?

Well, guess I won't need a workout after this date, huh?

Sorry I was rude tonight. I guess I was just trying too hard not to be

impressed. Well, you made up for it later.

You want to come inside, take a shower?

I'm not going to attack you.

Not as long as you smell like disinfectant.

Wow.

Now you look and smell vaguely like a human being.

Here, I poured you a cola.

What's in it?

Cola. What else?

Ice, don't be so damn paranoid.

Well, I've seen you two times, both of which I was nearly killed. You want to

tell me what's going on? I don't really know.

But you'll be safe, the police will guarantee it.

Safe? Like in the restaurant?

Well, that was somebody who was after me. You had nothing to do with it.

Oh, well, that's reassuring.

And what about this, huh?

Hellraiser. You know what it means?

Yeah. It was a drug used in the cartel wars. It was a drug that won the cartel

wars. What does it do?

Hellraiser is the ultimate.

It's a violent drug that makes killing feel good.

I was in special forces.

We were fighting in a suburb of St. Petersburg.

Hellraiser was new. They had us all wired for injection.

war against drugs anyway we we

just did what they said you know they said take it we did we didn't think

twice it made you feel indestructible

so powerful relentless

it was better killing

through chemistry

And what you did, you don't want to remember.

So is that where you lost your eyes?

Three months into my last tour, I was captured by a cartel death squad.

They wanted to know the exact location of the DEA Harrier base near Chekna.

They burned my eyes out with a laser scalpel.

So why didn't you just tell them?

I didn't know.

But they did it anyway.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure you've done all your crying.

You're staying the night.

In the guest room.

I just can't be alone right now.

I'm sorry.

I'm off duty.

I'll double your pay.

All you have to do is sleep.

I know I shouldn't mind, but what are you doing in here? Where did you get

this?

I haven't used it. I didn't ask you that. Where did you get it? I don't

know. This isn't some damn Pentatab. It's a heroin analog.

It just hit the streets. Now, where did you get it? I don't know. Maybe at the

bar I go to, Cafe Chiba.

Who gave it to you? I don't know. Answer me! I don't know. People put things in

my pockets all the time. I don't know.

I'll have to take you into possession.

They wasted my soul on drugs, and I'm still trying to recover.

For Christ's sake, stay away from this shit!

Sergeant?

That was good advice. I think I'll take it.

Thank you.

Are you coming back?

What for?

That's right, Sarge.

Make her beg.

I don't want anything to happen to her.

Oh, I understand.

I tried that VR sex with her myself.

Hey, last person I knew tried that died.

Hiroshi.

You okay?

Heard you got in a little trouble last night.

It's a little disinfectant.

Can't you pin it on Matthews?

The only thing I can prove is that Matthews made that call.

What's the latest on the girls?

Well, the full dermal is completed.

Scars are entirely healed.

When I indexed the second victim's DNA, I came up with a positive match.

Identical twins.

No, they're not twins.

She's not her sister. She's not even a clever cosmetic replica.

This is the same girl.

This is the same person.

With exactly the same genetic structure. You can't clone human beings. Nobody has

that technology.

Nobody we know of.

Clone sex slaves?

Clone bank robbers?

Clone armies?

Jesus. If you really thought about it, you'd blow your brains out.

There's only a few people in the world capable of this kind of advanced

biotechs. So I've been accessing university files and filtering through

NIH data.

I noticed a pattern.

There's this one guy that keeps popping up. A child prodigy named Deacon Vivian.

Ph.D. at 17 from Yale.

Taught at Stanford.

Well, history tells us that who controls technology controls the future.

And government regulations are preventing us from exploring the limits

of biotechnology.

Suicide. There's only two options.

There's progress.

or extinction, like all those little tantos down in the Amazon clutching

their blowguns while the lumber companies cut their forest around them.

This guy sounds like a raven lunatic.

Yeah. He did some time for illegal bioresearch.

What's his connection to Matthews? Well, at Stanford, he had a lab tech working

for him named Brady.

Brady had Matthews' new analogs, and his car key was with girl number one.

And the body of girl number two It was in Matthew's car.

So Matthew's is hooked up with this Vivian freak.

Sorry, but there is a catch.

Vivian's dead.

Killed in a lab explosion three years ago.

Anything left of his body?

No. Funny thing, huh?

Come on.

I got something I want to show you.

Where are we going?

Right over here.

This is what you wanted to show me?

Your shitty car?

You're going to find out what it's like to be meat on the street, man. See,

Brady knows me. He doesn't know you.

And you're my new partner, remember?

Here,

try this on.

Why?

Because you look like you're going to take out somebody's gallbladder, man.

All right.

You've got to blend in with everybody on the street.

There you go.

Now you look like me.

So you really made it with him, huh?

Who?

Pamela Travis.

Where'd you hear that?

It was on the world grid this morning.

All the fan lines had it right away.

So? How does she compare to the experience?

What experience?

VR sex, man.

You never tried her.

Oh, she's got this thing she does with her fingernails.

Look, she's just a woman, man.

Uh-huh.

If you're broke, man, I figured out a way to hook in for free.

Hiroshi, have you ever made love to a real woman?

Meet us for old timers like you.

VR sex is perfect every time.

You know, real sex is nothing but sweat and weird fluids, man.

Right?

Right.

Go on.

Damn, this is Cafe Chiva?

Why don't you hang back while I talk to the barkeep?

I've been waiting all night for a stud like you to show me my place in the

universe. Go to hell.

Oh, poor baby.

You sound so tense.

Why don't we have a drink and talk about it?

So what do you want, breakfast?

Let's do scotch. Sort of ease our way into the day. This woman is everywhere.

Customer's level.

Get rid of it, will you?

Was it good for you?

I'm looking for a woman.

We all got a tragedy.

Look, uh, her name's Monica.

You know her?

I don't know you.

Hellraiser, huh?

Do or die, brother.

You a copper crook?

Hey, can I be both?

Hey, look, Monica's for that kid back there. He's a little, uh, flesh

retarded.

I figured Monica'd break him in easy.

I can get her.

Good.

Need a little change for the phone?

That should cover it.

All right, look.

All you gotta do is get her to take you to Brady.

Is that all I gotta do? Yeah.

Get your head on straight, okay? She's gonna expect you to touch her.

You mean touch her skin?

Yes.

Oh, man, do I have to? Yeah, you got to. That's why you're hiring her. She's

gonna get suspicious if you don't.

Oh, man, I'm not sure about this.

You'll do fine.

Hey, sweetie.

You the boy?

Are you Monica?

Come on up.

You're sexy.

Don't be scared.

I don't bite.

Come on, man. Don't lose it.

Sonny says you're ready to go.

Go where?

Are we going somewhere?

You want to stay here?

Yeah, yeah.

Let's just do that.

Well, it's been a while since I did it against the wall.

Uh, hey, um, that's not, I mean, shouldn't we use some protection?

It's just your hand.

What are you, one of those virtual sex freaks?

You've never been with a woman before, have you?

Give it to her.

Give her the hype, man.

Just relax.

You get to keep everything you came with.

Are you ready?

Um, um, actually, um... I'm just looking for a runner named Brady.

I just want to know where... Screw you.

Just give it to her. Give it to her now. I do have something for you.

What? More aggravation?

I just want to talk to him.

Come on.

Hey, Brady.

There's someone here to see you.

What are you shopping for?

I'm looking for a young lady.

Someone very special. Try the boulevard.

I'm looking for some new technology, and I want it on Tracy.

That kind of access is very difficult, but not impossible.

But I warn you, it will be Tresher.

Let's be honest here.

I represent certain overseas interests, backed up by a very powerful

organization.

I know you're working with Dr. Vivian.

Vivian's dead.

I hear he's feeling better. You're out of luck, maestro. His packet is all sewn

up. With Reginald Matthews?

Matthews is nothing.

We're bigger than Matthews.

We own Matthews.

You tell Dr. Vivian.

We would like to deal direct.

Maybe we can work something out.

Okay. I'm in the bank.

Jiggle the number.

Okay. He's gonna think I got plenty of credit.

Okay.

We gotta do this fast.

The data trail is gonna evaporate really quick. Okay.

You know how to use this?

Yeah, I've been on the firing range.

Aim high.

Pull the trigger.

There he is, right on time.

Good luck.

Brady!

Hey, keep it down a bit, will ya?

You want them or not?

Don't you fuck with me.

This way.

It gets cute.

Kill him.

Burn bright, tiger.

Dr. Vivian, I presume.

You look good for a dead guy.

You got the money, son?

A bank chip?

Didn't Brady tell you I deal strictly in cash, boy? This is not an ordinary bank

chip, Dr. Vivian. It's an integral RAM smart card.

The credits are stored on a non-indexed powered memory chip.

It's a one-dump program that'll download to any account you want. And it's

completely untraceable. Well, that's impressive.

Just step over here.

We can transfer the funds right now.

And if my client is satisfied with your product, we'll be placing a very large

order.

And you won't have to deal with Mr.

Matthews anymore.

Well, son, I have my own equipment.

I think a little independent evaluation is in order.

Should we do it? Not until I see the girl.

Mike, get the unit.

Come here, sweetheart.

Come on.

See the nice man.

Wee!

Acceptable.

Go to the nice man, baby.

Who is she?

It's me.

Just kidding.

It's a brave new world out there, Mr. Takamura.

We're all getting born again every day.

Bye, baby.

Be nice.

Let's go, Mike.

Come on. Hey, you're okay.

It's all right.

Welcome, Orochi.

Welcome back, Sarge.

There's an intruder in the house. If you are not out in 30 seconds... Shut up,

Ludmilla. Turn yourself off.

Home is where they never say, fuck you.

Welcome home.

Thanks.

I didn't think you'd come back.

Neither did I.

I know you're pissed about finding that drug blister on me. No, I'm not.

No.

I also know that you're terrified of drugs ever since Russia.

It's still running in my veins, Pamela. Traces of it.

Sometimes I lose control.

It happened tonight.

I went completely apeshit.

I'm afraid of myself, afraid of what I might do.

Well, doesn't the department have a shrink or someone you can talk to? The

only person I could talk to is dead.

Phillips.

After the war, when I was back in town trying to get the other half of myself

killed, he took me under his wing.

He saw something lying there in the gutter he thought was worth saving on

him. Hey.

It's late. I should go.

No.

No, don't.

I would like it very much if you would stay the night in my room.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

Well, it's no great honor.

Supposedly, I've had sex with over 150 million men.

Some of the guys that did Hellraiser, they have flashbacks sometimes when they

make love.

Maybe I'm as lonely as you are.

Hi.

I'm sort of out of practice.

I think we both are.

experience? I'm not into virtual sex.

I'm glad.

It's too expensive.

Oh, you!

You cheap bastard.

I thought you were all romantic and old-fashioned.

Watch those fingernails.

Where are you?

I was just thinking how I flipped out today.

Beat the shit out of someone.

Who?

Some guy that works for Matthews.

Why do you hate that guy so much?

Because he's the guy who manufactured Hellraiser for the army.

He had the contract, and he knew all about the side effects, but he never

bothered to tell anybody about them.

So he fed you Hellraiser, but he never took it himself?

Oh, no.

No, the scariest thing is that some of the guys, like Matthews,

actually liked it.

Technology is a wave.

It starts small, gathers force, then breaks apart to be followed by another

wave and another.

Gentlemen, nobody surfs the waves like me.

Hellraiser, Cartel Wars, and Log Smack, my products have brought you all a

phenomenal return on your investment.

Now I want to reward you for your loyalty.

I want you to join me on a tidal wave, a tsunami.

that's going to bring you the greatest return of all.

Clones.

Drugs, virtual reality games, virtual sex, they all have one thing in common.

They're not real.

Reality is the one thing your entertainment dollar couldn't buy.

Until now.

A clone is flesh and blood.

It's clean, uninfected.

And what do you do with it?

Whatever you want.

You're a god.

That's why it's so irresistible.

We have an optic link that says you have lost your scientist.

That he is in prison.

Bullshit.

Optic links are full of viruses.

They're unreliable.

He's in seclusion.

Working. We want to see him.

Fine.

48 hours. You'll see him.

Right here.

You have your money ready, and my scientist will show you a living example

of our technology.

Don't miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime, gentlemen.

Good day to you.

Open the box, open the box.

Come on, come on.

What are you going to do?

Get Vivian back.

Without him, we're surfing without a board.

Which one is the O?

The O?

This one.

Who the hell is this girl? She's Vivian.

They're the same person. We're calling her Alice.

She's cloned from his genetic material.

Pump the embryo full of androgen suppressants at the appropriate stage of

development and...

Poof. You got a female version of Vivian. Which is the A?

The A?

She responds to Hiroshi.

She cried when he left the room.

You know, she's perfect, except for the teeth.

And they're pretty good.

What about her brain?

Well, my bet is she'll develop pretty quickly to the point where she mentally

matches her physical age.

She'll be pretty normal after that. But then, who the hell knows?

What do you need to make a clone?

Gene sample.

Gene sample.

You know, this girl really blows me away.

I mean, she's an adult with the mind of a five-year-old.

Finally found a woman you don't feel threatened by, huh?

She is going to be something when she catches up. Her intellectual capacity is

the same as Vivian's.

Whatever you think about him, I mean, the guy is amazing.

Hiroshi, if you wanted to get a gene sample, how would you do it?

Just take some blood, tissue.

Yeah.

Would you use something like this?

I've never seen one of those before.

But yeah, perfect.

Probably hurts like hell.

What's wrong?

Pamela.

Be careful going in. There might be a hostage situation.

I don't want anyone getting hurt.

Should be heavy security. Two cops at the door.

There's nobody around.

There's no guards.

Nothing.

Check the house.

What do you got? Oh, man.

We got two dead cops here.

Chase. Looking for your girlfriend, Bobby?

I got something you want. You got something I want.

That's why we gotta talk.

Where?

Wellington and Pine.

8.30.

Alone.

What's going on?

Hook me up, Hiroshi. Somebody else can do that. I'm going with you. I need you

in my head, partner.

How truly remarkable.

And what an honor.

The real Pamela Travis.

So much more exciting and flush.

And now everyone can enjoy it.

Haven't they already?

Not like this.

Did you have any sisters, Pamela?

No, no matter.

Soon, you'll have Thaus.

This makes you expendable.

Now you're just a bargaining chip.

You're gonna pay for that.

Get in!

Where's Matthews? You'll find out. Gun, please.

You seem to make a habit of losing your weapons.

Come on.

We're all brothers under the skin here.

Don't hand over your gun

Thanks,

brother What do I see Matthews

Get in

He's waiting just for you inside don't do it chase

people have been dying in these games It's a whole new game, Chase.

It's got us in mind. It's called Hellraiser.

Forget it, Chase. It's a mistake.

We'll get Pamela back another way.

Don't be stupid, man.

Welcome to Hellraiser. Corral guidance denied.

The object is to kill.

Or you will be killed.

Roshi. Chase?

Where are you?

Chase? Cybertech.

Chase? Cybertech. Can you hear me?

Chase, can you hear me? Roshi, where the hell are you? Roshi!

Chase?

Chase?

Damn, I've lost him.

This is a successor to Cartel Wars, Bobby.

It's my best game yet.

Customized.

Improved. Everything you feel in this game is real.

Dead real, Bobby.

You've finally gone completely over the edge, Matthews. Maybe.

But now it's just us.

You, me, a few friends, and...

Pamela.

I've got it right here.

Bobby, look out!

Bobby!

Pamela!

Pamela!

Hey, Bobby.

You want her back?

Huh? Well, I want my investment back. I want Vivian!

Let her go, Matthews. Then we'll talk.

No, no, no. No, no, no.

Bad deal!

I guess I'll have to use your corpse to prove I'm in business.

Can you reestablish contact?

I'm scanning all the frequencies.

He's got to be here somewhere.

Mattens, you have 2,000 points.

Your opponent is retreating. Chase, 1,000 points. You are unhurt.

Chase, minus 5,000 points.

You're in the red soldier.

Jesus.

Hey, Bobby.

Take it.

Hurts, doesn't it?

That's why they don't allow it in the arcades.

In this game, when you get shot, you bleed.

That's why the kids love it.

She's got nothing to do with this!

Forget it, Bobby.

20,000 points.

That's a verified kill.

Good work, soldier.

Unused Hellraiser.

Good thinking, Chase.

That should pick you up when you need it.

Chase?

Chase!

Roshi.

Cybertech.

I'm getting something.

Cybertech! I think it's him. Chase?

Hey, Roshi.

Is that you?

It's me, Chase. Where are you? I was hoping you could tell me.

Give me a second. I'll run a triangular.

This won't take long.

Okay, I've got a lock.

It's in a warehouse off the east grid.

I still haven't got visual contact, Chase, but we know where you are.

Remember, it's only a game. We're gonna get you out.

Get the backup team moving. You got a picture?

Not yet.

I'm wounded, Hiroshi.

Hiroshi.

I'm in some kind of cybernetic environment.

See if you can pull the plug on it.

It's gonna take me 20 minutes to shut down these circuits.

I know these ones aren't real, Hiroshi.

But they sure as shit feel real.

Shut down the entire district.

Chase, we're closing down the power for the whole grid.

We're locking in.

30 seconds and the whole district goes black.

Matthews, you have 6,000 points.

Your opponent has 16,000.

You're losing the game, soldier.

Shut up!

We're getting picture.

Chase, we've got you back.

Chase, what are you doing?

My God, that looks like Hellraiser. Ten seconds and you're out of the grid.

I need it.

Don't do it, Chase.

Backup is on the way.

We are having a problem.

Game malfunction.

Bobby?

Hey, watch that hand-holding, Hiroshi.

I want to hold his hand.

Is there something wrong with that? No.

Of course not.

Oh, Captain.

Hello, Alice.

Guess what? There's a psychologist at the university that's gonna help Alice.

Isn't that great?

Hartman, what's a scumbag like you doing here? Well, Chase, so good to see you,

too. It's always a pleasure.

He's Dr. Vivian's attorney.

We've been ordered to release him.

Captain, Dr. Vivian is directly responsible for the torture and murder

of two innocent girls.

I don't have any choice.

We've got no charges.

What about kidnapping, murder, enslavement?

Sorry, you gotta have a victim. What do you call her?

A genetic replica.

She's a clone, Chase.

And according to the DA, the true victim, at least by existing law, would

be the original cell donor.

The person who was cloned.

And that's Vivian. According to the law.

The letter of the law.

That girl and Vivian are the same person.

We can't charge him for murdering himself.

You might as well arrest him for trimming his own fingernails.

You'll need to sign some papers, then you're free to go. Just a second,

Captain Polanski.

Yes? I'd like to see my daughter.

Your what?

My daughter.

My mother.

Me.

Whatever.

Where is she?

You need a court order.

Got it.

You know what these are?

Giraffes. Yeah.

What's he eating?

Giraffe. Tree.

Yeah.

Got more giraffes. Yeah.

Please bring her closer. Mr. Takamura

I'm going to leave this one with you.

Something to remember me by.

What?

Hey, sleazeball.

Take it easy, man. Come on.

Reggie, I'm so pleased to see you.

I'm going to miss you, Reggie.

But you know you're going to make a lot of nice friends when you're going to go.

They're your kind of people.

You!

Earl, I think we ought to leave. I don't feel entirely safe here.

She shot him. You mean he shot himself, like you said.

They're the same person.

He's dead.

There's no legal case against her.

Suicide.

There is a man at the front door.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

What is it?

I can't see anymore.

He thinks I want to see him again.

Men. Pamela, I'm full of Hellraiser.

But you did it for me.

It doesn't matter why I did it. It's in my veins forever.

And I'm not sure I can beat it.

We can beat it, Bobby.

Trust me.

That's the best thing about real life.

You never have to do it alone.