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INT. JOHN'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Retired at 28, John has done well for himself since the opening caper. A pulsating crowd of LA's bohemian-fringe shakes the foundation of his high-ceiling, Pacific Palisades home. AT THE BAR Clay and John prepare drinks in the blender. CLAY (serious) I'm thinking of going back into business. Jack wants me to crack companies for inside information. JOHN You can't do that! CLAY You're against it? JOHN No, I just don't think you know how. CLAY Well... (watches Jody) She does. Jody gyrates in a mob of new, one-night friends, apparently having the time of her life. JOHN (watches Jody) Ah. You really have upgraded. Jody weaves through the crowd to the bar. JODY (arriving with a bounce) Where's my drink?! Clay hands her a green-slush cocktail. She sips it. (reacting to the alcohol) What's this called, Toxic Waste? CLAY Jody, this is John Ashley, the bohemian, road-trip king, making a rare appearance in his home tonight. John hands off his drink to Clay then shakes her hand. JODY Pleased to meet you. (beat) How could you ever leave this place! JOHN Climb the corporate elevator and it could all be yours! On cue, John and Clay face each other and mouth a mock laugh. Similar in so many ways, they could be brothers. CLAY I'll get some more ice. Clay leaves with the ice bucket. JOHN How did you two meet? JODY Computer dating. JOHN (smiles) Still beta testing? JODY (chuckles) Yeah. IN THE CORRIDOR Clay weaves through the crowd. He catches a glimpse of the front door where... AT THE FRONT DOOR ...Diane has just walked in. CLAY turns, lifts the bucket to his shoulder to hide, and doubles back. AT THE BAR Jody laughs heartily at one of John's jokes. Clay breaks through the crowd and whispers in John's ear. JOHN (to Jody) If you'll excuse me. John rushes off to the front door. JODY What happened? CLAY (quick) Ice machine's busted. Have you seen the patio? Clay grabs a couple beers then pulls Jody through the crowd toward the back. AT THE FRONT DOOR John races at Diane with outstretched arms. JOHN Diane! You made it! DIANE Hey John--glad you're back. (gives him a kiss on the cheek) I'm afraid Clay's working tonight. John closes the front door behind Diane and spots Clay and Jody, frolicking off into the shadows. JOHN (mutters) If that's work, I'm coming out of retirement. CUT TO: INT. JODY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Jody and Clay stumble into the dark apartment, arms wrapped around one another. Clay shines a penlight around before Jody flips on the light, revealing a spacious studio apartment cluttered with boxes, signs, and equipment. JODY Sorry about the mess. Class looks around. Jody carelessly tosses her keys onto the sofa and slips out of Clay's FedEx jacket. (seductive) Come on--I want to show you something. Jody leads Clay to the corner with her bed. Clay rests the two beers he's been carrying on a desk there. (indicating the bed) Sit. Clay promptly obeys. When she stoops down in front of him, he closes his eyes. JODY'S HAND reaches behind Clay's legs and finds... A POWER STRIP crowded with cords. CLICK! On the desk next to her bed, a towering computer system powers up; the screen flashes and a fan begins to WHIRL. CLAY opens his eyes to see Jody standing proudly in front of her rag-tag collection of computer equipment. He can not hide his disappointment. JODY (off his look) It's not much, but really all I need. Clay slowly stands, hands Jody one of the beers, and inspects the computer as it boots up. Jody tries to twist off the bottle cap with no success. Clay unzips his waist bag, pulls out a bottle opener and opens her beer. JODY (referring to the bag) Jesuz! What all do you have in there!? Clay gives her a tour of his waist bag. CLAY (handling each item) Let me see...bottle opener, flashlight, pens, notes, an old calculator, (aside) I can't multiply to save my life. JODY Me either. (looking into bag) Any food? Clay shakes his head. Jody goes to the kitchen area. Clay strolls along a long bookcase filled with stacks of telephone system technical manuals. JODY My Dad is a PacTel technician. (sips beer) I spent most of high school re- programming the telephone system: re- directing calls, tapping the principal's line--you know, kids stuff. Clay reads a printout from the desk. CLAY I'd hate to get on your bad side. Jody returns with a bag of Bugles. JODY (coy) Then don't. CLAY (referring to the list) Looking for a new target? Jody drops into the chair in front of her computer. JODY Yeah. (playful) Give me one. Clay scans down the list. CLAY'S FINGER points to "McKesson, San Francisco, ..." CLAY (V.O.) How about...Vortech dot com. JODY Check. JODY reaches over Clay and turns on a boom box. The POUNDING RHYTHM of an electronic dance track drives her hacking groove. She flips switches, taps on the keyboard-- all in sync with the music. The modem dials a number; the TONES PULSE like a percussion accompaniment. I've routed this line through five phone numbers and three long-distance carriers before connecting to the net. Impressed, Clay stands back and watches Jody; her hands dance over the keys. She pops a disk into a drive and a Bugle into her mouth. After one RING, the computer on the other end of the phone line connects with a SCREECHING sound. JODY (explaining) Telnet to the Vortech computer Clay pulls up a chair, inches from Jody. They reach into the Bugles' bag simultaneously, awkwardly touching hands. CLAY Ladies first. Jody smiles, grabs one, and delicately nibbles on it. JODY (back to hacking) Let's see what holes the brutes left us. The Vortech computer asks for a "USER ACCOUNT" and "PASSWORD." Jody quickly types a series of combinations: "GUEST/GUEST", "FIELD/TEST", "ANONYMOUS/ANONYMOUS", etc. JODY Nope, it kicked us off. CLAY (absorbed) Try FTP. See if you can edit the password file. Jody likes Clay's enthusiasm. She follows his suggestion. Now very close, they alternate between watching the screen and sneaking peeks at one another. JODY (seeing that the file copied) Looking good. ON SCREEN A list of names and passwords scrolls onto the screen. Let's add our own. (types) User name? CLAY Dan Quayle. JODY (smiles) Access? CLAY Super luser, of course. JODY (smiles, types) Copy it back to system... The modem lights FLASH. ...and try again. Jody leans back to let Clay type. He reaches over her body to the keyboard. ON SCREEN The computer asks for a "USER ACCOUNT:" D-A-N is typed. "PASSWORD:" Q-U-A-I-L is typed. CLAY (O.S.) You can't spell. JODY (O.S.) Neither can he. TCHONK! An official-looking title screen appears for the "VORTECH TOY COMPANY." CLAY We're in! In the moment of celebration, Jody kisses Clay. Pause to compute. Bytes and nibbles turn to kisses. They stand up and turn in an awkward embrace. JODY'S ARM reaches back to brace her weight; it lands on the keyboard and produces a long string of gibberish on screen. Clay lifts Jody onto the desk and partly pressing onto the keyboard; one key repeats. Characters run across the screen as their hands glide across each others clothes. Their bodies shift position and new keys are pressed. The computer responds: "COMMAND UNKNOWN." Clay takes off his waist pack, unzips it, pulls out a condom. They fall onto the bed and make love in the blue glow of the monitor. CUT TO: INT. JODY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - LATER While Jody sleeps in bed, Clay works in the blue glow of the monitor. He presses a button; the computer ejects a yellow disk. CUT TO: INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY THE SAME YELLOW DISK, labeled "VORTECH," rests halfway in a disk drive. "ERASE ME WHEN DONE" is written in red on its label. Jack's hand pushes the disk into the drive. JACK struggles with the mouse, sliding it back and forth, but unable to control the contraption. JACK (muttering to himself) Stupid machine. He moves an icon around the screen aimlessly. Open... (clicks mouse again) Open the damn file... Finally, the drive WHIRLS and the screen fills with text. That's more like it. (to machine) Cross me again and I'll have you killed. Jack reads the stolen information with interest. INT. OUTSIDE JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Amused, Clay watches the executive through a crack in the door. At her desk, Diane breaks from computer work to look up some figures in a stack of folders. JACK (O.S.) (through intercom) Get Felder on the line. DIANE Aye, aye, Captain Jack. Clay walks over to Diane, who madly sorts through papers. How come...the more I do, the less I make and the less he does, the more he makes? CLAY It's all information and money. DIANE Ah. CLAY (leans close; whispers) Buy Vortech. DIANE Vortech?! They're a page short of Chapter 11! (beat, returning to work) Since when are you advising investors? CLAY I've been doing research. DIANE So that's where you've been. (acting casual) I missed you at John's party. CLAY (cautious) I had to leave early. DIANE (acting surprised) Oh, you were there. CLAY (caught) I just stopped by. I would have called you, but ... DIANE (interrupting) We haven't done anything in a week! She waits for a reply, but Clay has none. Disappointed, Diane returns to typing. CLAY Maybe we could go to the computer convention on Saturday? DIANE You know I hate those things. CLAY (acting) Oh, yeah. CUT TO: INT. CONVENTION CENTER - DAY Hundreds of exhibits and thousands of people fill the convention center with commotion in one giant geek fest. Jody drags Clay through the exhibits like an eager child. She points to near and far exhibits, while he studies a map. AT ONE EXHIBIT Jody slips around the back of a sleek laptop computer to inspect its ports. Clay catches up. CLAY Nice. JODY (fast and excited) With THIS and THAT AE cellular link, you could hack...in the car, on the street, on the beach! CLAY I think YOU want one. JODY (looking around) Well. I would if I ... (seeing something) Oh! She rushes off. AT ANOTHER EXHIBIT When Clay catches up, Jody's drooling over some black box. JODY (in awe) The US Robotics 28.8K baud v.FAST modem! She caresses its shiny case. CLAY Come on, speed freak. I'm hungry. Clay drags her away from the booth. IN THE CENTER CORRIDOR She slips her hand into his. The happy couple strolls down the cement path through the dazzling forest of eye-candy. Ahead of them, a MAN stands on his tiptoes, peering over a crowd gathered around one of the exhibits. He gives up, backs out, and turns directly into the path Jody and Clay. It's Agent Ellis. ELLIS Clay! CLAY Agent Ellis! What are you doing here? ELLIS (jolly) Oh, just indulging my inner geek. (to Clay, but glancing at Jody) And you? CLAY The same. Jody watches, waiting to be introduced. ELLIS You haven't called; our hacker friend must be lying low. CLAY Yeah. Beat. Jody nudges Clay. (reluctant) This is Jody. JODY Pleased to meet you. Clay watches nervously as Jody shakes the FBI agent's hand. ELLIS (to Jody, condescending) Have you found anything of interest here? JODY Oh, I don't know. (showing him up) Motorola's flaunting the first PowerPC 620 chips, Newton just got an ISDN link, and Microsoft added ESD encryption, ... (aside to Ellis) ...but it's really hairy. ELLIS Really. Ellis watches Jody, sizing her up. CLAY You should check it out. Clay takes Jody's hand forcibly leads her away. ELLIS (concentrating on Jody) I will. CLAY See you. They exchange good-bye waves. Ellis watches Clay and Jody as they walk away down the path. ELLIS Good to meet you, Jody. Jody beams; Clay cringes. CUT TO: INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Jack reads the Wall Street Journal at arm's length. JACK (behind the paper) This morning, Vortech stunned the world when it announced a new line of gas- powered toys that promise to "devastate the home." (lowers paper, addresses someone) But WE already knew that... Clay reclines in the comfy client sofa, a smug look spreads across his face. (walking over to his desk) ...and pulled in a healthy profit. Jack steps to the safe behind him and opens it, revealing a pile of paper, money, and a gun. Sharon and the clients are pleased and... Jack pulls out a thin envelop and hands it to Clay. I see great promise in your future. Diane steps into the office with two cups of coffee, upset by this degrading chore. JACK (making up stuff; turns away) So, ah, when can you jack in the modal to the winker-dink? Diane places a mug on Jack's desk. CLAY (going along with the cover-up) Ah...tomorrow, if you like. When handing him his mug, Diane "accidentally" spills some on his lap. Clay twitches with pain. DIANE Oh! I'm so sorry. Clay gives her a look of contempt; she returns the look. JACK (turning back around) Good, good. Diane leaves the room. Jack approaches Clay, who blots the coffee in his lap. (serious) Unders Understand? Clay nods. Good. Here's another. With that, Jack slaps a Post-It note onto Clay's forehead. It sticks. Slightly shaken, Clay peels off the note, reads it, and stuffs it in his waist pack. CUT TO: INT. JODY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Jody opens the door to see Clay, holding out roses and carrying a ribbon-wrapped box under his arm. CLAY Hi ho. Jody spots the box and reads the label: it's the US Robotics 28.8K baud v.FAST modem of her dreams. She ignores the flowers and dives for the box. JODY (tearing it open) Is this for me! CLAY Yup. Jody races the black box over to her computer, leaving a trail of Styrofoam peanuts behind her. JODY (busily installing the modem) What's the occasion? CLAY I just wanted to treat you to something you'd like. Jody fiddles with wires under the desk. Clay, looking for a place to put the roses, finds a crate full of old memory boards and dumps the flowers in, to be forgotten. JODY (ecstatic) Yeah...I love it. Jody finishes the installation, steps up and smothers Clay with a wet kiss. CLAY Now you can crack systems twice as fast. JODY (sulking) Yeah, but your office's direct network link is still ten times faster than any modem. CLAY You wanna go, don't you? JODY (childlike) Yeah! CUT TO: START MUSIC MONTAGE INT. PARKILL BUILDING LOBBY - NIGHT Clay walks up to the Security Guard seated behind a tall console, watching television. Clay signs in and slides his ID tag through the reader. Just as Clay opens the gate, Jody races past the desk on her roller blades, squatting low and out of the guard's view. CUT TO: INT. CLAY'S OFFICE - NIGHT JODY sits behind the computer, gleefully tapping away. Clay stands behind her and hands her a cup of steaming coffee. HER EYES fix on the screen. HER HANDS fly over the keys. CLAY'S EYES fix on the screen. HIS HANDS fly over the keys. CLAY sits behind the computer, tapping away. Jody whizzes across the background on her skates. INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Jack pushes a disk into the drive, slides the mouse, calls up files, and reads them. Slowly, he's mastering the computer. INT. ELEVATOR - NIGHT Clay and Jody descend after a long night of hacking. They start to kiss. INT. JODY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT JODY raises her arms in success. Unseen by her, Clay crumples a yellow Post-It note and drops it in the trash. INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - FIRST FLOOR - NIGHT The doors open on the first floor. With a devilish look in her eyes, Jody reaches over and presses all the buttons. They return to kissing and begin a "joy ride" to the top. INT. OUTSIDE JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Diane watches Clay carry a disk into Jack's office. When Clay looks to her, she pretends to be flipping through the Rolodex. Apparently, they are no longer speaking. INSERT - COMPUTER SCREEN The price of HUDDLE & PUDDLE, INC. rises one point from 34 1/4 to 35 1/4 per share. INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Full of flamboyant gestures, Jack types in a command: "ERAS" The disk drive flickers. He refers to his address book, dials a number and leans back in his deep leather chair. INSERT - TELEVISION SCREEN The Newscaster speaks in front of a graphic: HUDDLE & PUDDLE MERGER and a big up arrow. INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - THIRD FLOOR - NIGHT The doors open to reveal Jody down to her bra, slipping Clay's shirt over his head. The doors slide closed. INT. JODY'S APARTMENT - DAY Jody unwraps another gift, a car alarm, and dumps its packaging onto a growing pile of equipment boxes. INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY While casually talking on the phone, Jack reads off numbers from a stock order form then nonchalantly swivels around and drops it into the shredder beside him. He puts a disk in a box labeled "BLANK." INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - FIFTH FLOOR - NIGHT The doors open. Caught in a kiss, Clay awkwardly steps out of his pants. The doors slide closed. INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Diane takes the box of "BLANK" disks from Jack's desk. INT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - DAY AGENT ROLLINS, the calm and competent rookie, hands her superior, Agent Ellis, a print-out. INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - SEVENTH FLOOR - NIGHT The doors open. The topless couple rushes into more serious play. The doors slide closed. INT. OUTSIDE JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Diane pops one of the "BLANK" disks into her computer. The computer lists five files that it can "unerase." Diane selects one. INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - FIFTEENTH FLOOR - NIGHT The doors open. More frolicking sex. The doors close. INT. OUTSIDE JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Diane reads one of the files hidden on the "BLANK" disks. INT. ELEVATOR - NIGHT CLOSE ON FLOOR INDICATOR Four of the top five buttons on the panel are still lit; four more stops to go. INT. OFFICE - DAY Before a gathering of the office staff, Sharon presents Jack with a plaque. Jack accepts with a handshake and smile to the clapping audience. Disgusted, Diane walks off. INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - TWENTY-FIFTH FLOOR - NIGHT The doors open. The pace quickens. The doors close. INT. CLAY'S OFFICE - DAY Diane snoops through Clay's desk. She finds the original letter to Betty Atkins with Jody's return address. Hmmm. EXT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - DAY The FBI van shrieks out of the federal building. INT. ELEVATOR - NIGHT CLOSE ON FLOOR INDICATOR The last, the topmost light turns off; we hear THE DOORS SLIDE OPEN. EXT. AERIAL VIEW OF PARKILL BUILDING - TOP FLOORS - NIGHT Muffled screams of ecstasy are heard from within the tall, sterile building. THE DOORS SLIDE CLOSED EXT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - DAY The van shrieks to a stop; agents jump to the pavement. INT. ELEVATOR LOBBY - FIRST FLOOR - NIGHT The doors slide open on the first floor. Jody and Clay readjust their clothes and step out of the elevator, having a hard time repressing giggles. EXT. STREET - DAY Agents Ellis, Cho, Rollins and other agents quietly approach an apartment complex. INT. JODY'S APARTMENT - DAY Jody and Clay shake the Ms. Pacman machine with frantic play. EXT. APARTMENT - DOORWAY - DAY The agents huddle outside the door. On the count of three, they kick through the door with guns raised. END MONTAGE ON KICK INT. APARTMENT - DAY Wrong apartment! The band of agents rush in on a OLD MAN watching television, seemingly undisturbed by the commotion. Rollins and Cho check the back rooms--nothing. Baffled by the man's oblivious behavior, the agents turn to see what has him so mesmerized: THE NIGHTLY BUSINESS REPORT. ON SCREEN NEWSCASTER (O.S.) On a lighter note: A new survey has found that despite the high cost of living, it's still popular. PULL OUT OF TELEVISION TO REVEAL INT. JACK'S OFFICE - EVENING JACK watches the Nightly Business Report while on the phone. JACK Well, Mr. Felder, I'm glad you're pleased. Now you owe me one. (chuckles) All right...Congratulations again...Good- bye. (hangs up) Jack picks up a micro-cassette recorder and dictates a message to Diane. JACK (disinterested; into recorder) Diane...send Mr. Felder's son a graduation gift: cuff-links, a pen,... Jack pauses the recorder, shuffles some papers, turns off the TV, thinks, then continues. ...hollow-tipped bullets or something. CUT TO: INT. OUTSIDE JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Diane sits at her desk wearing headphones, transcribing the dictation. Jack's droning voice fills her head. JACK (V.O.) This is a note to Clay. Dear Clay: The clients are ecstatic and Sharon is discussing promotions. Keep it coming. Best personal regards, Jack. Give him one of those ties left over from the conference. Diane slams the headphones down on the desk. INT. CLAY'S OFFICE - DAY A tie box lands on Clay's desk. DIANE How's Jack's stooly? CLAY (cocky) I don't know. You tell me? Clay opens the box and inspects the tie--pretty nice. DIANE You're getting in over your head. CLAY What are you talking about? DIANE I know all about your hacking and Jack's phenomenal streak of investments. CLAY Now YOU'RE getting in over your head. The phone rings. Clay answers. CLAY Hello Jack... (Clay signals for her to wait) No, go ahead. Clay swivels away in his chair. Disgusted, Diane storms out. (after she's left) Jack, what are you doing with the disks? INT. OUTSIDE JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Diane rounds the corner and hears A STRANGE GRINDING SOUND coming from the half-open door to Jack's office. She investigates. INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY Inside, Jack leans over his shredder, dropping the "BLANK" disks into its revolving teeth. GRR-BIZZ! The machine spits out thin strips of plastic and metal. CUT TO: