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               EXT. BACK BAY RECLAMATION SITE - SUNRISE

               The reclamation site is what is left of a once beautiful
               beach.  The ocean is calm and tiny waves crest over a dingy
               grey sand.  Beyond the wave zone the sand is covered over
               with a cracked and caking red clay.  Debris of all sorts and
               sizes litter the area.  Large bulk freight shipping
               containers and junked vehicles create the majority of the
               topology.  The boundary between the beach and a cracked
               expanse of concrete that was once a parking lot is marked by
               a large 2 foot thick wall. In the background we can see that
               this reclamation site stretches up the coast for miles.

               PUSH IN ON WALL

               Sitting on the wall is DIVER.  DIVER is a small woman in her
               mid-teens from the look of her Suburban Gutter Punk attire.
               You get the impression that underneath all the grime and
               angst she is rather attractive.  She is watching the sun as
               it rises. DIVER pulls a Dozer out of her jacket and inhales a
               hit of M.N.G.E. (Macro-Neural Growth Enhancer, or "Munge" as
               it's called on the street).

                                   DIVER
                             (amused)
                         Far Out.

               Diver grabs the wall support as she smiles at her own joke.
               After she regains her balance she vaults off of the wall onto
               the beach.

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. RECLAMATION ZONE BEACH - CONTINUOUS

               The red clay that covers the ground cracks as she lands,
               sending up small clouds of the grey dusty sand.  DIVER begins
               to walk through the dumped garbage, obviously looking for
               anything that may be worth credits. After a moment she comes
               upon a blue and grey bulk freight container that lies in the
               center of a cracked crater of red clay.
               It is obvious from the state of the container and the crater
               itself that it was dropped from a great height. The container
               shows no sign of decay and was obviously dumped recently.
               DIVER walks around it quickly inspecting it.  It is obvious
               that she is excited about the find. DIVER approaches the door
               to the container and begins to examine the electronic lock.
               As she moves closer to investigate she clears away some of
               the sand near the door and the door swings open. DIVER jumps
               back quickly then cautiously looks into the container.

                                   DIVER
                             (curious)
                         Fucking Weird.

               DIVER pulls a pen-light out of one of the many pockets in her
               jacket.  With the light held in front of her she steps into
               the container...

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. BULK FREIGHT - CONTINUOUS

               The inside of the container is dark and cramped.  Several
               cardboard boxes are stacked against the wall and littering
               the floor.  Spilling out of many of them are pamphlets and
               fliers from HyrokiTec advertising their new palm-top. DIVER
               picks her way through the debris as she searches for
               something of value.  She spots a shipping container made of
               black impact plastic and pulls it out of a pile of shredded
               paper and trash.  She opens the container and sees one of the
               advertised Palm-Tops.

                                   DIVER
                             (excited)
                         Flash!

               She looks it over quickly before pocketing it.  As she turns
               to leave her flash light highlights something edged in yellow
               and black candy stripping laying amidst a pile of trash; it
               is the BOX.

               PUSH IN ON BOX

               DIVER walks forward and picks up the box.  As she does we can
               see that it is smattered with dried caking blood. She flips
               it over revealing the 3 outputs on one side. There are no
               visible inputs, no controls, and no other distinquishing
               marks, it is the BOX from episode 1.

                                   DIVER (CONT'D) (cont'd)
                             (awed)
                         What the fuck is this?

               As DIVER pockets the BOX she pulls out the palm top and
               begins to hit buttons on it.  We see her face illuminated by
               the palm top's screen.  After she hits a sequence of numbers
               we hear the familiar ring of a phone.

                                   DIVER (CONT'D)
                         Dil.  Where you at?  I got
                         something you might be interested
                         in.

                                   DIL (O.S.)
                             (curious)
                         At the beach again eh Diver?  What
                         you got girl?

                                   DIVER
                         I'm not sure, but it's bleeding
                         edge. You interested or do I take
                         this to Slide instead?

                                   DIL
                             (sighs)
                         Don't go there DIVER.  You and me
                         we got an arrangement, you know
                         that. I'll be at the Den tonight,
                         stop by.

               The light from the palm top goes out as DIL cuts the
               connection.  DIVER snorts to herself as she pockets the palm
               top and walks out of the container.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                       FADE IN:

               EXT. THE DECKERS DEN - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING SHOT

               We see the barely functional neon sign blink on and off as
               people walk by.

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. THE DECKERS DEN - NIGHT

               The Den is more crowded then usual; there are at least 4
               people at the bar, all dressed in gutter punk attire. The
               booths are filled with their usual regulars, all dressed in
               the "I am a mercenary" or "I am a fixer" look.

               ANGLE ON ENTRANCE

               DIVER comes down the stairs, as she does she is passed by a
               teenage boy about the same age dressed in jeans and a black
               leather jacket.  Sewn into the back of the jacket is a
               holographic depiction of JACK'S TAG, the crimson red chaos
               symbol rotating over a field of black.  As he pushes past
               DIVER she reacts with obvious disdain.

                                   DIVER
                             (annoyed)
                         Hey watch it wirehead!

               The boy says nothing as he tramps up the stairs, obviously
               absorbed in something else.  DIVER walks up to the bar.

                                   DIVER (CONT'D) (cont'd)
                             (still annoyed)
                         Gawd, what an asshole.

               ANGLE ON THE BAR

               DIVER approaches the bar and leans with her back against it
               next to DIL.  DIL is another gutter punk but obviously a
               number of years older then her.  His face is covered in a
               ragged beard save for a scar running from the bridge of his
               nose down his left cheek.

                                   DIVER (cont'd)
                         Miss me?

               DIL takes a swig of his drink before turning to look at
               DIVER.

                                   DIL
                         Yeah, about as much as I missed the
                         god-awful drinks here.

               DIL pushes his drink away in disgust.  As he does we see
               SPLAT, the bartender, give him an acerbic look.  DIL glares
               right back before turning again to DIVER.

                                   DIL (cont'd)
                         Well?

               DIVER looks around the bar cautiously before pulling the BOX
               from her cargo pocket.  She hands it to DIL quickly who looks
               it over.  It becomes obvious very quickly that he has no idea
               what it is, and is uninterested.

                                   DIL (cont'd)
                             (exasperated)
                         What the hell is this Diver?  You
                         call me up with some hot find and
                         then you bring me a box?  And what
                         is this? Blood?  What'd you do kill
                         some Stimm junkie on the beach and
                         steal his rig?

               DIVER is disappointed to say the least.

                                   DIVER
                             (argumentative)
                         What are you talking about?  Look
                         at it!  You've never seen anything
                         as flash as that before and you
                         know it! It's probably a prototype
                         for fuck's sake.

               DIL tosses the box at DIVER who catches it quickly.

                                   DIL
                         And what the fuck am I supposed to
                         do with something like that?  No
                         fence will know its value.  I'm
                         sorry girl you'll have to get your
                         munge from someone else this time
                         cuz I sure as hell am not taking
                         that "thing" in trade.

               DIVER looks like she might be considering decking DIL right
               there in the bar, but she eventually just spins around and
               storms out.

               ANGLE ON BOOTH

               In one of the booths in RED.  He watches DIVER walk out in
               amusement.

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. DECKERS DEN BOOTH - CONTINUOUS

               RED reaches into his coat and removes a palm top.  He quickly
               dials a number into it.

                                   RED
                         This is RED, get me COOLIGE.

               RED waits for a moment before COOLIGE comes on the line.

                                   COOLIGE (O.S.)
                             (annoyed)
                         It's late RED what do you want?

               RED smiles before responding.

                                   RED
                         A finders fee.

                                   COOLIGE (O.S.)
                         You've been drinking I see.  What
                         the hell are you talking about?

                                   RED
                         I believe I've found something your
                         client wants.  That box you were
                         after?  Is she still interested, or
                         should I just call HyrokiTec?

                                   COOLIGE (O.S.)
                             (excited)
                         You found it?  Bring it by
                         immediately.  I'm sure I can
                         arrange a compensation package that
                         you will find most appealing.

                                   RED
                         I'm afraid I don't have it myself.
                         I make it a point not to directly
                         involve myself in anything so...
                         Hazardous.  I do know who has it
                         though.

               RED leans forward staring at the palm top with a predatory
               look.

                                   RED (CONT'D) (cont'd)
                         What is it worth to you?

                                   COOLIGE (O.S.)
                         15 thousand. 3 now the other 12 if
                         it pans out.

                                   RED
                         Fair enough, although you know my
                         info is good COOLIGE.  You're
                         looking for a local scrounger named
                         DIVER.  Check the beaches and the
                         SA river basin. She buys her munge
                         off of a dealer named DIL.  You
                         might want to check with that scum
                         Slide as well, I don't think DIL
                         had what she wanted today.

               The line goes dead.  Almost immediately RED begins to dial
               another number.

                                   OPERATOR (O.S.)
                         Thank you for calling HyrokiTec,
                         how can I help you?

               RED smiles wickedly.

                                   RED
                         Vice president in charge of
                         security.

                                   OPERATOR (O.S.)
                         One moment please.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                       FADE IN.

               EXT. SA RIVER BASIN - NIGHT

               The SA RIVER BASIN is nothing more then a concrete ditch 30
               feet wide with sloping walls 15 feet high.  Water probably
               did run through it at some point, but that was decades ago.
               The BASIN is a skater's paradise; several skaters are using
               the BASIN as a giant half pipe.

               THE CAMERA PUSHES THROUGH THESE SKATERS AND FOCUSES ON AN

               UNDERPASS.

               A group of Munge addicts are sitting on the slope near a
               trash fire, listening to SLIDE pontificate on something or
               another. SLIDE is tall, and relatively well dressed.  His
               clothes are at least clean.  In fact, while it is obvious he
               spends a lot of time on the street, one can gather that he
               does not live there. DIVER walks in from the other side of
               the underpass coming from behind SLIDE.

                                   DIVER
                             (in greeting)
                         SLIDE.

               SLIDE looks over his shoulder and turns to greet DIVER.

                                   SLIDE
                         Long time DIVER.  DIL holding out
                         on you again?

               DIVER walks past SLIDE looking at the skaters before turning
               around and responding.

                                   DIVER
                             (annoyed)
                         He's decided he doesn't deal in
                         tech anymore.

               SLIDE seems astonished at this, a sardonic smile crosses his
               face.

                                   SLIDE
                             (amused)
                         DIL?
                         I doubt that, more like you offered
                         him something useless. (suspicious)
                         What you want from me DIVER?

               DIVER is pacing back and forth, she is obviously anxious
               about something.

                                   DIVER
                             (almost frantic)
                         Look SLIDE, I know you don't deal
                         in tech, but I was hoping we could
                         make some kind of deal like last
                         time.

               SLIDE turns around quickly, throwing his hand up as if to
               dismiss DIVER.

                                   SLIDE
                             (angry)
                         Do I look like a charity?  Last
                         time was special DIVER, I knew it
                         would piss DIL off.

               As Slide is talking and gesticulating we see the red dot of a
               laser sight travel down his head.  As he continues to speak
               DIVER reacts quickly, throwing herself to the ground.

                                   SLIDE (CONT'D) (cont'd)
                         Find some else to front your munge
                         fix for you DIVER, I don't have
                         time for --

               SLIDE turns around at the sound of DIVER kissing dirt just in
               time to receive a bullet in the nose.  His lifeless body
               falls to the ground.

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. FULL SHOT SA RIVER BASIN - CONTINUOUS

               The skaters are beginning to scatter in confusion.  Above the
               basin we can see a large armored black helicopter hovering in
               place.  In the distance, under the overpass we see DIVER
               rifling through SLIDE'S pockets.  The Helicopter's search
               light flicks on and frames DIVER.  We see her look up at the
               helicopter and bolt up the embankment to the road above.
               As she scrambles up the side of the basin the helicopter
               begins to disgorge a squad of HyrokiTec security agents, all
               in high-impact body armor.  The Helicopter rotates to bear on
               DIVER once again and opens up with its autocannon.

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. SA ROAD - CONTINUOUS

               DIVER scrambles up over the embankment and onto a cracked and
               abandoned SA road just as high caliber slugs rip into the
               concrete behind her.  She rolls quickly to her feet and bolts
               down the road.  In the distance we can hear small arms fire;
               most probably the security squad taking out the skaters.

                                                       CUT TO:

               P.O.V. SA ROAD - CONTINUOUS

               From the P.O.V of the helicopter we see DIVER bathed in the
               spotlight below as in police chase footage.  She is
               navigating the debris with ease, as if her reflexes are far
               above normal. The helicopter is taking shots at DIVER and
               missing, with no regard for anything else in the area.

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. SA ROAD - CONTINUOUS

               We see DIVER come running up to a group of bums standing
               around a doorway to some abandoned shop.

                                   DIVER
                             (yelling)
                         Move!  Outta my way!

               DIVER busts through the group knocking several of them to the
               ground.  As she runs by we see the remaining bums get gunned
               down by the helicopter. DIVER ducks around a corner onto a
               side street.

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. FULL SHOT - SA ROAD - CONTINUOUS

               As the helicopter comes around the corner we see that DIVER
               is nowhere to be seen.  The spot light probes around for a
               moment then locks onto...

               ANGLE ON METRORAIL ENTRANCE

               A set of stairs leading below ground.  The familiar METROLINK
               LOGO is plastered on a sign over the staircase.

                                   PILOT (O.S.)
                             (over radio)
                         Heads up people she's gone to
                         ground. Metrolink at Main and 17th.

                                   SQUAD LEADER (O.S.)
                             (over radio)
                         You heard him people let's move.

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. METROLINK STATION - MOMENTS LATER

               The METROLINK STATION is in poor repair.  The lights flicker
               constantly over the crowd of people waiting for a train to
               arrive.  Smart graffiti crawls over the tile walls.  DIVER
               comes running down the stairs.  She jumps the turnstile then
               pauses a moment to regain her breath and look around.  After
               a second she turns and begins to run down the length of the
               station, pushing people out of the way, who curse at her as
               she runs by.

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. METROLINK STATION - LATER

               We see two members of the SECURITY SQUAD walk down the stairs
               and begin to survey the crowd.  The civilians eye them with
               fear and suspicion but move quickly out of their way.
               SQUADDIE ONE puts a hand up to his ear and seems to be
               listening to something intently.  SQUADDIE TWO is looking
               around the crowd, his weapon held at ready.

                                   SQUADDIE ONE
                             (into radio)
                         Negative.  Exposure is too great.
                         Our best bet is to wait until the
                         train arrives and the target
                         exposes herself.

               SQUADDIE ONE nods at an unheard voice.  He looks up suddenly
               as we hear the first rumblings of a train pulling into the
               station. Both SQUADDIES are fully alert as the crowd rushes
               onto the train.  Neither of them sees her.  They begin to
               move down the station quickly, stopping in front of a large
               concrete bench as the train doors close and the train pulls
               out.

                                   SQUADDIE ONE (cont'd)
                             (angry)
                         DAMN!  Did you see her?

               SQUADDIE TWO shakes his head and turns to survey the station.

                                   SQUADDIE TWO
                         We must have missed her.  There's
                         no one here now.  Is that damned
                         pilot sure she came in here?

               ANGLE ON BENCH

               Hiding beneath the bench is DIVER who doing her best not to
               move at all.  In the foreground we can see the feet of the
               SQUADDIES.

                                   SQUADDIE ONE (O.S.)
                         There goes our hazard pay.  No
                         girl. No box.  No nothing.  We'll
                         be lucky if we get paid at all.

                                   SQUADDIE TWO (O.S.)
                         Let's check topside, I'm still not
                         convinced she was here to begin
                         with.

               The two pairs of feet turn and walk away.

                                   SQUADDIE ONE (O.S.)
                         Fat chance of that.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                       FADE IN:

               EXT. THE DECKERS DEN - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING SHOT

               The neon sign blinks off, the street is pretty much deserted,
               with a lone hooker standing under a street light.

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. THE DECKERS DEN ENTRANCE - NIGHT

               DIVER is banging on the door to the DEN.  Through the dirty
               window we can see nothing in the darkness.  The DEN is
               obviously closed.

                                   DIVER
                             (yelling)
                         SPLAT!  Goddamnit open the door!

               DIVER continues banging on the door there is no response from
               within.

                                   THUG 1 (O.S.)
                         You DIVER?

               DIVER whirls around in surprise

                                                       CUT TO:

               EXT. THE DEN ENTRANCE - REVERSE ANGLE - CONTINUOUS

               We see a well dressed THUG with a cigarette in his hand at
               the top of the stairs.  He is (apparently) unarmed, merely
               standing there.

                                   DIVER
                             (frightened)
                         You just keep your fucking
                         distance.

               The THUG drops the cigarette on the ground and stamps it out,
               grinding it beneath the sole of his immaculately clean boot.

                                   THUG 1
                         COOLIGE sent me.  You know COOLIGE?

               DIVER flinches as the THUG reaches into his coat and pulls
               out a cigarette case, he holds it out open to offer one to
               DIVER.

                                   THUG 1 (cont'd)
                         Relax little girl.  If COOLIGE
                         wanted you dead you'd already be.

               DIVER timidly leans forward and takes a cigarette from the
               case.  After lighting it she responds.

                                   DIVER
                             (tough, trying to regain
                              composure)
                         Then what the hell would someone
                         like COOLIGE want with me?

               The THUG chuckles and motions up the stairs.

                                   THUG 1
                             (amused)
                         A damned good question.  My guess;
                         it has something to do with that
                         bloodbath in the river.  Word is
                         you were there and the boss has
                         taken a great interest in it.

               DIVER looks at the THUG before walking past him.

                                   DIVER
                             (walking past, muttering)
                         This day just keeps getting better.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                       FADE IN:

               INT. COOLIGE'S OFFICE - LATER                              
               COOLIGE is sitting at his desk looking at a holographic
               display of some sort as the door opens and the THUG and DIVER
               enter.  COOLIGE quickly closes the screen and stands.

                                   COOLIGE
                         Ah, you must be Ms. DIVER.  A
                         pleasure to meet you, I assure you.

               COOLIGE extends his hand in greeting which DIVER ignores,
               instead she throws herself into one of the chairs and looks
               up at COOLIGE.

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                             (annoyed)
                         Quite.

               COOLIGE sits down at his desk. And returns DIVER'S glare.

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                         Let's get to the proverbial point
                         then shall we?  I have a client who
                         has a vested interest in you and
                         your... situation.  You have an
                         enemy in common.

                                   DIVER
                         H-T.

               COOLIGE nods. And folds his hands in front of him on the
               desk.

                                   COOLIGE
                         Perhaps even more important to my
                         client is that you have something
                         else in common as well.

               COOLIGE looks up at the THUG questioningly.  The THUG shakes
               his head, whatever the question was, the answer was no.

                                   DIVER
                             (exasperated)
                         You want the box.  Goddamn DIL.  I
                         knew it was worth something.

               DIVER begins to stand and the THUG reaches into his jacket.

                                   COOLIGE
                         I wouldn't recommend that.  It
                         could go badly for you.

               DIVER sits back down slowly.

                                   DIVER
                             (semi-pleading)
                         Look, I don't have the box.  I
                         admit I had it, but I don't now.
                         You'll have to look somewhere else.

               COOLIGE sits up, his manner changes, he is no longer being
               polite.

                                   COOLIGE
                         You have two choices.  I guarantee
                         you that I am quite comfortable
                         with either choice.  A) You can
                         tell me where the box is and you
                         walk out of this alive.  Or B) You
                         continue to waste my exceptionally
                         valuable time. How this transaction
                         ends depends on your choice.

               DIVER looks up at the THUG who still has his hand in his
               coat.  She then looks back at COOLIGE.

                                   DIVER
                             (being brave)
                         Maybe you didn't hear me.
                             (yelling)
                         I DON'T HAVE IT!

               COOLIGE maintains his composure, but we see his hands clench
               and their knuckles go white.  He looks up at the THUG who
               steps forward and grabs DIVER by the shoulders.

                                   COOLIGE
                         It seems we are going to have a
                         guest for awhile.  Please do your
                         best to make her comfortable.  She
                         has some things to think about.

               The THUG grabs DIVER who begins to kick and struggle.

                                   DIVER
                             (yelling)
                         Let me go!  I don't have your
                         stupid box!

               As the THUG drags DIVER out we hear COOLIGE mumble

                                   COOLIGE
                         For your sake dear, I hope you do.

               The door closes behind the THUG.  As COOLIGE begins to sit
               down we see a portion of the desk begin to blink red. COOLIGE
               looks down at it nervously before putting on a headset.

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                             (into headset)
                         Up late tonight I see.  What can I
                         do for you Mother?

               COOLIGE listens intently, from the look on his face we gather
               he is not hearing something pleasant.

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                         The matter is well in hand.  The
                         girl is under our control and H-T
                         has no idea of our involvement.

               COOLIGE flinches at the unheard response.

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                         No ma'am.  We have not yet tracked
                         the source of the leak.  I assure
                         you my organization is secure, the
                         leak originated elsewhere.

               COOLIGE turns very pale and a look of fear fills his face.

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                         I would expect nothing less, our
                         arrangement is quite explicit in
                         that regard.  We will have the
                         package shortly I guarantee it.

               COOLIGE rips the headset off of his head and drops limply
               into the chair.  He leans forward with his head in his hands.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                       FADE IN:

               INT. HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER

               The HALLWAY is nondescript, the walls are tastefully painted
               in a two tone arrangement and a lush carpet covers the floor.
               The THUG is pushing DIVER down the hallway.  DIVER is
               struggling the whole way.  As they pass the camera we see
               something glint quickly in the light.  The THUG then releases
               DIVER and begins clawing at his neck.

               ANGLE ON THUG

               The THUG is lifted from the floor by a nearly invisible wire
               around his neck.  He kicks and gags for awhile, obviously
               choking.  After a moment he is jerked quickly up and we hear
               something snap.
               The body is then dropped unceremoniously to the floor. Before
               DIVER can even really react NEEDLE, clad in black, drops down
               from the ceiling.

                                   NEEDLE
                         You are DIVER?

               DIVER nods slowly, edging away from NEEDLE.  As she starts to
               turn away we see NEEDLE hold a small cylinder towards her
               face.

                                   NEEDLE (cont'd)
                         Excellent.

               A small cloud of some material emits from the cylinder; as
               the gas reaches DIVER she passes out.  NEEDLE catches her and
               throws her over his shoulder.  He turns to the body and
               flicks something silver down onto it.  He then retreats back
               up into the ceiling.

               ANGLE ON CEILING

               A ceiling panel slides back into place, suddenly the lights
               go out.

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. COOLIGE'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS                          

               COOLIGE is sitting in his office commiserating as the lights
               go out.  He looks up from his musing quickly.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                       FADE IN:

               INT. COOLIGE'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS                       

               COOLIGE stands and reaches into his coat.  He removes a small
               pistol which he quickly checks before padding quietly to the
               door.
               COOLIGE opens the door slowly looking through the widening
               gap for trouble.  Not seeing any he swings through the door,
               gun at the ready.

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

               COOLIGE sees no one in the gloom of the emergency lights. He
               begins to walk down the hallway.

               PUSH IN COOLIGE

               we see COOLIGE react in shock to the sight of...

                                                       CUT TO:

               INT. HALLWAY - REVERSE ANGLE - CONTINUOUS

               The dead and blue body of the THUG lies in the hallway. As
               COOLIGE approaches it we can see other THUGS beginning to
               investigate this segment of the hallway. COOLIGE bends down
               to look at the body.  As he looks it over two THUGS join him
               and stand over the body.

                                   THUG 2
                         The building is clear Mr. COOLIGE.
                         Whoever did this is gone now.

               COOLIGE picks up the silver object from the body.

               PUSH IN ON BUSINESS CARD

               As the camera pushes in on the card we can see that it is
               NEEDLE'S calling card.

                                   COOLIGE (O.S.)
                         Of course he is.

               ANGLE ON COOLIGE

               COOLIGE stands and turns to THUG 2

                                   COOLIGE (cont'd)
                         Have the office comlink routed to
                         the plane.  We're moving to the
                         tertiary site.  Put the word out,
                         anyone protecting this DIVER is
                         worth 1 million credits dead.  The
                         girl is not to be harmed under any
                         circumstances.  Save that for when
                         we have the box.

               COOLIGE turns to walk down the hall and takes one last look
               at the body.

                                   COOLIGE(cont'd)
                         And get this mess off my carpet.

               COOLIGE stalks down the hallway.

                                                       FADE TO BLACK.