Approximately 7 or so years ago, Chris Holtorf and Adam Maxwell set out to revive a fictional universe they had created in the early '90s. It was a dark world where the line between the heroes and villians was thin and hazy; a near-future noir setting that blended elements of Cyberpunk directly with the original noir genre that had inspired it in the first place. The result was a 6 episode story about a heist ("The Haystack run") that goes horribly wrong and its aftermath. This book collects all 6 screenplays together for your enjoyment.
ACT 1
                                                               FADE IN:
           FULL SHOT EXT. OFFICE BUILDING - NIGHT
           The OFFICE BUILDING is a squat two-story commercial building
           banks of windows line each floor. The parking lot
           surrounding the building is dark save for pools of lights
           around sodium arc lamps. A single car, a brand new gloss
           black European sedan with dark windows, is parked in the lot
           next to the main entrance. Two THUGS, both dressed in
           immaculately clean white business suits, stand guard at the
           building's large entrance. A nondescript MAN in a dark
           business suit is walking up to the THUGS.
           ANGLE ON ROOF
           On the roof we can see the silhouette of NEEDLE scurrying
           towards some kind of roof access.
           ANGLE ON THUGS
           As the MAN reaches the thugs, THUG 1 steps forward and
           motions the man away.
                               THUG 1
                     The building is closed for the night.
           The MAN acts as if this comes as a shock to him.
                               MAN
                     You don't understand, I have an
                     appointment to see COOLIGE.
           The MAN is interrupted by THUG 2 who is very annoyed.
                               THUG 2
                         (gruff)
                     He said we're closed. Beat it!
                               MAN
                         (pleading)
                     I really do have an appointment!
                     Look, here's the fax I got about it...
           As the MAN continues to explain and plead we...
                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
           INT. COOLIGE'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
           The office is a study in modern elegance. A single pool of
           warm light illuminates the area around COOLIGE'S glass desk.
           In the darkness we can make out some details regarding the
           rest of the décor; paintings on the walls, a large couch and
           coffee table in a corner, and what looks like an executive
           bar along one wall. There is nothing business related
           immediately visible in this office. This is obviously the
           office of a man who understands the beauty in simplicity.
           COOLIGE is either very good at what he does or he wishes to
           give that impression.
           ANGLE ON COOLIGE
           The man himself, COOLIGE, is seated behind his state-of-the
           art glass desk with his back to the camera. Though we cannot
           see all of his outfit we can see that he is wearing a
           perfectly tailored dark, possibly gray, suit of European cut.
           Diamond cuff links adorn the robins blue silk shirt worn
           beneath the suit jacket. He is looking out the window at the
           spectacle below.
                               COOLIGE
                         (amused)
                     And he's supposed to be the best
                     mercenary in the entire metroplex?
           COOLIGE sighs to himself and turns to face his desk,
           obviously giving up on whatever plan he had for the MAN
           below. As he turns we...
           PUSH IN ON COOLIGE'S FACE
           and see him react in surprise and fear to...
                                                                CUT TO:
           FULL SHOT INT. COOLIGE'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
           Seated across the desk from COOLIGE, as comfortable as can
           be, is NEEDLE. Dressed in all black and wearing an
           enveloping black overcoat, NEEDLE exudes confidence. His
           short-cropped black hair is neither too short to suggest a
           military background, nor too long so as to indicate a lack of
           discipline.
                               NEEDLE
                         (sincere)
                     I apologize for not announcing myself but
                     you seemed occupied. It is a pleasure to
                     meet you MR. COOLIGE. My associates
                     speak highly of you.
           COOLIGE looks at NEEDLE for a moment, as if sizing him up. He
           quickly looks over his shoulder at the window. As he does a
           smile creeps over his face. This round has gone to the
           NEEDLE.
                               COOLIGE
                     You must be the NEEDLE. It goes without
                     saying that your reputation precedes you.
                     As I stated in my original communication,
                     I have a contract that requires an
                     operative of your caliber.
           NEEDLE nods his head once, almost as if he is bowing. He
           crosses one leg over the other, obviously comfortable; this
           is what he does. COOLIGE has recovered from his shock
           quickly. He recognizes that NEEDLE'S sudden appearance was
           simply a display of his skill, something like a test drive.
                               NEEDLE
                     The client?
           COOLIGE taps a few keys on the keyboard integrated into his
           desk. As he does a holographic screen fades into view,
           hovering between himself and NEEDLE.
                               COOLIGE
                         (business like)
                     The client, this "MOTHER ONE," is an
                     unknown to me. I have not done business
                     with her before. She has, however,
                     already placed a sizable retainer in
                     secured bond. She has also contracted
                     the services of your preferred hacker,
                     JACK.
           As COOLIGE speaks the holograpic screen begins to display
           data on the mission (unreadable to the viewer). NEEDLE
           watches it scroll by for a moment.
                               NEEDLE
                     I see.
           NEEDLE nods his head as the data screen closes and the screen
           fades away
                               NEEDLE (CONT'D)
                     My usual fee, plus the retainer applies.
                     Since I do not know this "MOTHER ONE" I
                     will require full medical.
                               COOLIGE
                     The client has anticipated this request
                     and has already made arrangements with
                     the Fulcrum clinic; this is acceptable?
           NEEDLE stands.
                               NEEDLE
                     Quite.
           NEEDLE reaches into his coat and pulls out a small silver
           object.
                               NEEDLE (CONT'D)
                     When the client has assembled a final
                     scenario contact me at this address.
           NEEDLE flicks the object onto COOLIGE'S desk, as he does we
           can see that it is small card made of polished aluminum or
           steel. Etched into one side of the card is a com number, a
           post office box address, and a solitary Japanese Character.
                               NEEDLE (CONT'D)
                     I will expect the entirety of my fee to
                     be placed in my specified escrow account
                     by that time.
           NEEDLE turns and walks out of the office as he does we...
                                                              FADE OUT.
           ACT 2
                                                               FADE IN:
           FULL SHOT EXT. SPACE PORT - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING SHOT
           The SPACE PORT is not very busy at this time of night. The
           squat concrete bunker like terminals and the carbon scorched
           landing pits do nothing to make the space seem like a tourist
           stop over. The exposed fuel lines and ducting only add to
           the industrial feel. A single dingy lunar freighter lands in
           one of the many pits.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. SPACE PORT CUSTOMS - MOMENTS LATER
           Dirt smudged miners are filing out of a jet way through
           customs. The second to last person to leave the jet way is
           HOBBES. This tall black man with his dread locks, urban
           camouflage pants, plain black shirt, dark grey trench coat
           and sunglasses sticks out like a sore thumb. He is carrying
           a large duffle over his shoulder which he tosses onto the
           custom table as he approaches.
           Sitting behind the large metal customs desk is a balding
           paunchy man who is obviously bored out of his mind. This is
           the CUSTOMS OFFICER. He looks up at HOBBES as he tosses the
           duffle bag down on the desk.
                               CUSTOMS OFFICER
                         (bored)
                     Transit pass?
           HOBBES reaches into his coat and pulls out a single
           translucent plastic card, about the size of a 3.5" disk which
           he hands over to the OFFICER.
                               HOBBES
                     Coming in from luna.
           The OFFICER places the card in a slot on the table. A
           holographic image of someone who bares only a passing
           resemblance to HOBBES appears briefly.
                               CUSTOMS OFFICER
                     Luna huh? You a miner?
                               HOBBES
                     No. I'm a consultant. Worked for
                     Regolith Refining.
                               CUSTOMS OFFICER
                         (good-natured, as if looking
                          for gossip)
                     Regolith? Lucky thing you made this
                     flight, I hear they're not letting anyone
                     out now.
           HOBBES smiles showing his stark white teeth. His tone is
           obviously not jovial.
                               HOBBES
                         (menacing)
                     Yeah. Lucky thing.
           The OFFICER looks HOBBES up and down nervously for a moment
           before handing him back his card.
                               CUSTOMS OFFICER
                     Through the scanner.
           The CUSTOMS OFFICER jerks a thumb behind him quickly,
           pointing to the large imaging scanner framing the customs
           exit.
                               CUSTOMS OFFICER (CONT'D)
                     Next!
           The CUSTOMS OFFICER deliberately takes no further notice of
           HOBBES and begins to deal with the next passenger. As he
           starts his bored questioning we...
           ANGLE ON SCANNER
           As Hobbes walks through the scanner we can see the scanner's
           display highlight several cybernetic modifications. The
           scanner also points out that the duffle bag contains two
           pistols.
           ANGLE ON HOBBES
           Hobbes continues walking out of the spaceport. As he passes
           a video terminal we see..
           ANGLE ON VIDEO DISPLAY
           The video display shows a news broadcast, although the sound
           is muted we can see the headline "Luna Refinery Bombing".
                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
           FULL SHOT EXT. DECKERS DEN - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING SHOT
           A large neon sign dominates the cinder block wall of an
           otherwise nondescript building. There are no windows and no
           doors on the ground level. A deep stairwell cuts into the
           wall leading down below ground level. The neon sign on the
           wall reads THE DECKERS DEN but several letters are blinking
           in and out randomly. It's obvious that no effort has been
           made to keep the sign functional. A solitary prostitute
           stands under a street light watching the other street trash
           walk by. No one enters the stairwell.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. DECKERS DEN - NIGHT
           The DECKERS DEN is a dive of the worst sort. Annoyingly
           sweet synthesizer music is playing in the background. A row
           of booths line one wall while the bar itself lines another.
           In the back of the bar is a single round table with two
           chairs and a door with the word STIMM spray-painted across
           the top. The bar is practically empty. The bartender SPLAT,
           is a large barrel chested wall of muscle who barely manages
           to fit behind the bar. One or two patrons are drinking alone
           in booths with their heads down. NEEDLE enters from off
           screen and approaches the bar.
           CLOSE ON SPLAT
           SPLAT looks up at NEEDLE and nods slowly. Despite the
           enormous size difference between the two SPLAT treats NEEDLE
           with great respect. SPLAT may be huge but he isn't stupid.
                               SPLAT
                     Jack isn't here friend. He'll be by
                     later. He said he had some business with
                     a software fence out in 'guna.
           NEEDLE pulls a manila envelope out of his inside coat pocket.
                               NEEDLE
                     See to it that he gets this. I will
                     require a response before 7pm tonight.
           SPLAT takes the envelope from NEEDLE and places it under the
           bar. As he does NEEDLE places a 100 credit slip on the
           table.
                               SPLAT
                     If he doesn't come by before then is
                     there something I should do?
           SPLAT is about to take the credit slip but NEEDLE stops him,
           pinning SPLAT'S hand under his own.
                               NEEDLE
                     Ensure that he gets that package before
                     then.
           SPLAT nods rapidly and NEEDLE lifts his hand.
                               NEEDLE (CONT'D)
                     A pleasure as always. NEEDLE turns and
                     walks away.
           ANGLE ON EXIT
           As NEEDLE leaves he passes HOBBES who is just entering the
           bar. Neither of the characters takes any particular notice
           of the other. HOBBES ignores the bar and joins one of the
           patrons at a booth.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. DECKERS DEN BOOTH - CONTINUOUS
           HOBBES sits across the booth from one of the patrons, a man
           dressed in an open white shirt wearing a large ruby pendant
           around his neck, this is RED, a talent agent who specializes
           in hiring out of town operatives.
                               HOBBES
                     I'm here. What's the job?
                               RED
                         (nonchalant)
                     It's a bit spur of the moment I'm afraid.
                     I expected you yesterday.
           HOBBES shrugs.
                               HOBBES
                     Things took longer than I expected to
                     wrap up. How spur of the moment are we
                     talking here?
                               RED
                     Tonight.
           HOBBES straightens up quickly, suddenly alert.
                               HOBBES
                     That's too soon. I don't have any of the
                     details.
           RED smiles and places both hands on the table.
                               RED
                     It's of no matter, your hacker will have
                     all of the tactical details. It's a
                     simple job really, I wouldn't have
                     bothered to call you with it all but
                     everyone else seems to be unavailable
                     tonight.
           HOBBES leans back, a little more relaxed.
                               HOBBES
                     Meaning you can't do it without me. Fine.
                     I'll do it for double your original
                     offer. Who's the--
                               RED
                         (interrupting, incredulous)
                     DOUBLE?! That's extortion!
           RED quickly gains control of himself and looks around to see
           if anyone noticed the commotion. HOBBES only shrugs and
           smiles.
                               RED (CONT'D)
                         (exasperated)
                     Fine. I'll have the hacker contact you
                     with the details in an hour. Be ready to
                     roll by 7pm
           HOBBES gets out of the booth and turns to walk away. He
           quickly turns back as if struck with a spur of the moment
           thought.
                               HOBBES
                     Who is he?
                               RED
                     Who? The target?
           HOBBES almost seems to laugh at that before responding.
                               HOBBES
                     No, the hacker. Who is he?
           Now it is RED'S turn to laugh which he does, chuckling
           lightly.
                               RED
                         (amused)
                     You know him actually, he worked with you
                     in Cairo. What was his name... Johnny I
                     think.
           HOBBES clenches both fists tightly, he is visibly annoyed.
                               HOBBES
                     I didn't get nearly enough from you for
                     this job.
           HOBBES turns and stalks out.
                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
           EXT. THE SPRAWL - NIGHT
           A spy satellite view of the sprawl at night, the bright
           lights of the commercial district are plainly visible as are
           the web like lights from the highways and mag-lev lines. At
           bottom right the words "Location: Socali Metroplex. Time:
           18:55" are overlaid on top of the picture. The picture zooms
           several magnifications into ...
                                                                CUT TO:
           EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT
           The alley is no more then an access way between two
           dilapidated buildings. Debris litters the ground. The
           ARCOLOGY looms over skyline in all its high-tech glory.
           NEEDLE stands in the foreground pressing his hand to his ear
           with a look of concentration on his face. Through the front
           of his coat we can see his gun in its shoulder holster.
                               NEEDLE
                         (into radio)
                     Is this channel secure?
                               JACK (O.S.)
                         (over the radio)
                     Yeah.
           NEEDLE nods at the unseen voice.
                               NEEDLE
                     what did you learn?
                               JACK (O.S.)
                         (over the radio)
                     I don't think our employer is who she
                     says she is. There's no record of anyone
                     operating under the name of MOTHER ONE
                     anywhere. She's either paying another
                     hacker to cover her tracks or she simply
                     didn't exist before two weeks ago. NEEDLE
                     looks up at the ARCOLOGY before
                     responding.
                               NEEDLE
                     Interesting. Was there anything else?
                               JACK (O.S.)
                         (over the radio)
                     Yeah, two weeks ago she cut a deal with
                     COOLIGE. She's using him as a recruiter
                     and intermediary. Everything goes
                     through him. I don't think we're the
                     only team she's hired between now and
                     then.
                               NEEDLE
                     So she has other operations planned after
                     this?
                               JACK (O.S.)
                     That's just it, I couldn't find any
                     records of --
           JACK is interrupted by a burst of static followed by the
           voice of MOTHER ONE.
                               MOTHER ONE (O.S.)
                         (over the radio)
                     This is MOTHER ONE, all units in place
                     respond.
           NEEDLE begins to walk down the alley towards the ARCOLOGY.
                               NEEDLE
                         (into radio)
                     This is NEEDLE, ready.
                               JACK (O.S.)
                         (over the radio)
                     This is JACK, the Haystack is clear.
                                                              FADE OUT.
           ACT 3
                                                               FADE IN:
           EXT. ARCOLOGY GATE - NIGHT
           A fence surrounds the ARCOLOGY complex. The scene frames a
           large gate, apparently for trucks or similar large vehicles.
           Behind the fence we can see the massive ground level of the
           ARCOLOGY in the distance. Even from here it is obvious that
           the ground level is unkempt. Smashed boxes, dust, and other
           debris are scattered about. NEEDLE smiles and approaches the
           gate. When he arrives at the gate he reaches into his coat
           and removes a keycard which he slides through the slot on the
           gate's lock display. The gate's MONITOR chimes and a cheerful
           voice says...
                               MONITOR (O.S.)
                         (cheerful)
                     Please place your hand on the scanner to
                     the left.
                               NEEDLE
                         (surprise beat, reacting to
                          voice)
                     What in the hell?
           The screen of the monitor blinks into static which is
           replaced by JACK'S TAG, a rotating crimson chaos symbol
           against a field of black. We here JACK'S voice.
                               JACK (O.S.)
                         (over the radio)
                     Sorry about the delay. I hit some
                     protection on the gate program. It
                     should be clear now.
           The lock clicks and the gate slowly trundles open. Needle
           trots through the gate...
                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
           EXT. LOADING DOCK - NIGHT
           The loading docks of the ARCOLOGY are huge, several robotic
           freight lifters lumber about, moving bulk freight containers
           to and fro. HOBBES walks onto the docks from off screen and
           stands in front of a security door. He stares nervously at
           the palm plate.
                               HOBBES
                         (annoyed, apprehensive)
                     That door better be fucking open.
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (from the door speaker)
                     Don't worry about it. I sleazed the lock
                     minutes ago. Just stick your hand on the
                     plate and we can get on with this.
           HOBBES places his hand on the scanner plate and receives an
           electric shock.
                               HOBBES
                         (angry, reacting to the shock)
                     What the hell is your problem?!
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (laughing)
                     Just making sure you were paying
                     attention HOBBES. We don't want a repeat
                     of Cairo now do we?
           HOBBES clenches his fist and punches the security monitor's
           screen.
                               HOBBES
                         (still angry)
                     I'll get you for that asshole. Open the
                     fucking door.
           JOHNNY laughs even more but we can hear the audible buzz of
           the door unlocking. As the door slides open HOBBES enters
           the ELEVATOR.
           ANGLE ON LIFTER
           One of the freight lifters strangely drops the bulk freight
           it was carrying and stops to watch HOBBES enter the ARCOLOGY.
                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
           INT. MALL - MOMENTS LATER
           The Arcology MALL is the ground level of the ARCOLOGY. It is
           in disrepair, the shops are all permanently closed and
           several show signs of being looted and burned. Several
           smaller corridors branch off from the main promenade into
           darkness. In their fading gloom we can see boxes and
           homeless people huddling around trash fires. NEEDLE walks
           through this slum to the central bank of elevators, avoiding
           drug addicts, merchants, pan handlers, hookers, and pushers.
           As NEEDLE approaches the elevators the third monitor in the
           bank of three elevators lights up and displays JACK'S TAG.
           NEEDLE nods to himself and enters the opening doors, ignoring
           the keypad and palm scanner entirely. As the doors close
           behind NEEDLE the elevator begins its rapid ascent.
           TRACK ELEVATOR UP SHAFT
                               MONITOR (O.S.)
                     Now approaching floor --
           The elevator's MONITOR is cut off with a burst of static.
                               JACK (O.S.)
                         (laughing lightly)
                     You know where you're going.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. 305 HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
           The hallway is very dimly lit. As the elevator doors open we
           see NEEDLE framed in light for a moment before the elevator
           lights also go out. In the darkness we can see the glint
           from NEEDLE'S gun as he pulls it from his holster. We dimly
           see NEEDLE head down the hallway.
                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
           INT. ELEVATOR - MOMENTS LATER
           Hobbes comes in through the door, behind him we can see the
           loading dock. As the door slides shut we hear the monitor...
                               MONITOR
                         (pleasant)
                     Please state your destination.
                               HOBBES
                         (bored)
                     305.
           HOBBES is standing in the elevator as it climbs upward,
           traveling in silence. Every time the elevator passes a floor
           there is a "bong" sound. After a few of these bongs the
           lights go out and the bonging stops. The only sense of
           motion we get is from the light coming in from outside
           (startrek style) as the elevator ascends. JOHNNY'S voice
           hisses through a burst of static...
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (through static)
                     Sorry about that. I ran into a bit of
                     trouble. I had to make them think the
                     elevator was offline. I hope you like
                     the dark.
                               HOBBES
                         (sighs)
                     It never bothered me much.
           In the darkness we can see a dim pair of red lights begin
           glow from HOBBES' eyes.
                                                                CUT TO:
           P.O.V. ELEVATOR - CONTINUOUS
           The elevator is painted in a high-detail black and white that
           traces every edge of every object. However no text is
           visible and the elevator display is a blank white panel.
           Millimeter-wave radar imagery shows only the geometry of high
           density objects, anything drawn on a flat surface does not
           show up. HOBBES waits as the elevator climbs. Abruptly it
           lurches to a halt and the doors open. The elevator is
           halfway between floors. Again we hear a burst of static.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. ELEVATOR (DARK) - CONTINUOUS
           HOBBES is standing in the elevator, the only light is coming
           through the open doors. The elevator is halfway between
           floors.
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (through static)
                     297, it's the best I can do. Something
                     is setting off security alarms all over
                     the elevator system.
           We faintly hear the clicking of a keyboard.
                               JOHNNY (CONT'D)
                     Don't worry, it's not me. Probably some
                     kids playing with their new palm-top.
                               HOBBES
                         (annoyed)
                     You're making me late. Again. We both
                     lose serious cash if this job is botched.
                     At least clear the fucking stairs.
           HOBBES begins to move towards the doors and jumps out.
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (through static)
                     Already done. You've got three minutes.
                     I'd run if I were you.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
           HOBBES jumps through the doors and takes off down a
           nondescript hallway lined with office or apartment doors.
                               HOBBES
                         (huffing)
                     Beautiful. Fucking beautiful.
           HOBBES reaches the end of the hallway, which ends in a fire
           door. He kicks the fire door open without stopping and
           enters the stair well. As the door flings shut behind him
           we...
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. STAIR WELL - CONTINUOUS
           The STAIR WELL is your standard commercial building stair
           well. There are a pair of video cameras at every landing,
           one facing the fire door, and the other facing down the
           stairs to the next landing.
           ANGLE ON CAMERAS
           HOBBES glances up at them briefly then continues up the
           stairs.
           ANGLE ON HOBBES
           As HOBBES starts up the stairs the lights in the STAIR WELL
           turn off floor by floor, starting somewhere above him and
           working down. As the black out reaches HOBBES he says...
                               HOBBES
                         (still huffing)
                     I am never working with him again.
           In the near darkness we see a blinking red light above each
           camera. Each camera turns to follow HOBBES' progress as he
           runs by. Hobbes reaches a door marked "300-351" and
           carefully opens it.
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. 305 HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
           The HALLWAY is darkened with the exception of a light over
           suite 305 which is flashing three short, one long (blink
           blink-blink-solid, blink-blink-blink-solid, etc.). We see
           NEEDLE approach the door in the gloom. As the flashing lights
           illuminate the door we see NEEDLE examine the door's lock.
           After a moment he reaches into his coat and removes a device
           which he places on the lock. Seconds later we hear a faint
           beep and the quiet click of the door as it unlocks. NEEDLE
           opens the door slowly and steps inside.
                                                                CUT TO:
           We see NEEDLE react in surprise to MR. BODY who we cannot yet
           see.
           ANGLE ON MR. BODY
           Mr. Body is sitting in his chair at the desk, with his back
           to the large bay window that dominates the wall of the suite.
           A halo of blood and bits of brain surround MR. BODY'S head as
           he reclines against the window. A large black hole is
           visible in the center of his forehead.
                               NEEDLE
                         (whisper expletive)
                     So Ka?
           NEEDLE steps closer to investigate the body. As he reaches
           for the body (as if to look at the back of MR. BODY'S head)
           we...
           PUSH IN ON NEEDLE'S FACE
           as his eyes go wide...
           PULL OUT AND MOVE TO OVER NEEDLE'S SHOULDER
           and he spins around, bringing his gun to bear. As he spins
           everything goes slow motion and the camera stays over
           NEEDLE'S shoulder (so we can see the room spin in relation to
           NEEDLE). GIANT, a large gunman wearing an open jacket over a
           gray T-shirt emblazoned with the words "Shut Up" across the
           chest and faded jeans, comes into frame with his gun already
           drawn and aimed at NEEDLE. As the barrel of the gun comes
           into focus it fires 3 times in quick succession (even in slow
           motion)...
                                                                CUT TO:
           FULL SHOT ROOM 305 - CONTINUOUS
           Still in slow motion we see NEEDLE get rocked backwards by
           the bullets from GIANT'S gun.
           NEEDLE flies backwards, as he hits the window everything
           speeds up to real-time. We see the window shatter as NEEDLE
           flies through it.
                                                                CUT TO:
           EXT. ARCOLOGY - CONTINUOUS
           In the distance we see NEEDLE as he flies out the window and
           falls to the ground far below (hitting numerous ledges and
           slopes along the way).
                                                                CUT TO:
           P.O.V. 305 HALLWAY - MOMENTS EARLIER
           In Millimeter wave radar we see the same hallway NEEDLE was
           in moments before. The camera bobs slight as it moves down
           the hall.
                               HOBBES (O.S.)
                         (quietly)
                     I'm here, which way to 305?
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (through static)
                     Left. I'd show you the way but someone
                     has preempted the environmental controls
                     on this level. Be careful.
           HOBBES turns left down a branching corridor.
                               HOBBES (O.S.)
                         (amused)
                     Concern? From you JOHNNY? I didn't know
                     you cared.
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (through static)
                     I don't asshole. I just want my money.
           HOBBES suddenly stops. We see the camera pan down to look at
           the floor and in millimeter wave radar we see a set of tabi
           footprints in the deep carpet. They lead straight to the
           door of suite 305.
                               HOBBES (O.S.)
                         (concerned)
                     The room is supposed to be empty JOHNNY,
                     what's going on?
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. 305 HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
           HOBBES walks slowly to the door of 305.
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (concerned)
                     What are you talking about? I'm wired
                     into the security camera now and there's
                     NO ONE in that room! Go to the elevator
                     I'll route the camera feed to the
                     monitor.
           HOBBES approaches the door and we can see that it is slightly
           ajar. We hear 3 gun shots and the breaking glass of a
           window.
                               HOBBES
                         (whispering, excited)
                     Don't bother. There is someone in that
                     room. I'm out of here.
           We see HOBBES begin to turn around and we hear a voice from
           behind the door...
                               GIANT (O.S.)
                         (through the door)
                     GIANT to Mother One, first target
                     neutralized. Harp Acquired.
           HOBBES pulls his guns from their holsters and turns to face
           the door as it opens slowly.
           PUSH IN ON DOOR
           GIANT walks out into the hall. He is holding the BOX in one
           hand and his gun loosely at his side in the other.
           ANGLE ON HOBBES AND GIANT
           GIANT'S face registers shock as he almost walks into both
           barrels of HOBBES' guns.
                               HOBBES
                         (pointing guns at GIANT)
                     Sloppy.
           Before GIANT can react HOBBES pulls both triggers blowing
           GIANT'S head clean off. As the body falls we see the BOX
           clatter to the floor. HOBBES turns to look at it.
                               HOBBES (CONT'D)
                     Well, looks like I get paid after all.
           Before HOBBES can bend down and pick up the box we can hear
           JOHNNY.
                               JOHNNY (O.S.)
                         (through a LOT of static)
                     All hell just broke lose! You gotta get
                     outta there, security is already on the
                     way.
           HOBBES bends down to get the box, as does we hear the now
           familiar "bong" of an elevator arriving. Before HOBBES can
           respond to JOHNNY he is interrupted by...
                               SECURITY
                         (yelling from down the hallway)
                     Don't Move!
           HOBBES reacts on instinct, turning his head to see the
           security team. He fires several shots down the hall then
           rolls through the open elevator doors. As he does we hear
           the MONITOR.
                               MONITOR (O.S.)
                     Please state your destination.
           The doors to the elevator snap shut quickly and we hear
           trailing scream muffled through the door. As the security
           team rushes to ROOM 305 we...
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT - LATER
           We see a close up of HOBBES' face; one of his eyes is
           shattered revealing the cybernetics inside...
           PULL OUT UP ELEVATOR SHAFT
           As the cameral pulls back we see that HOBBES is laying at the
           bottom of an elevator shaft, battered and broken in the
           classic dead body pose. His gun lays near his hand broken
           into several pieces, but the BOX is nowhere to be seen.
                                                              FADE OUT.
           ACT 4
                                                               FADE IN:
           FULL SHOT ARCOLOGY - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING SHOT
           In the distance we can see the flashing lights of ambulances.
                                                                CUT TO:
           EXT. LOADING DOCK - NIGHT
           Two ambulances sit side by side. The camera moves in on a
           team of paramedics who are zipping closed a body-bag, as the
           bag closes we can see that NEEDLE is inside.
                               PARAMEDIC 1
                     You ever see a job go bad like this
                     before?
                                                                CUT TO:
           INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT - CONTINUOUS
           Another group of paramedics are tossing a body bad into a
           gurney. As they wheel the body out of the ELEVATOR SHAFT we
           see one of the paramedics step on the remains of HOBBES' eye.
                               PARAMEDIC 2 (O.S.)
                     Not me. I hope for their sake the money
                     was worth it.
           As the shaft doors close we see a small trap door open in the
           wall revealing a droid hutch.
           ANGLE ON DROID HUTCH
           A small repair and clean-up droid rolls out of the hutch and
           begins to vacuum up the blood left behind. Once finished it
           begins to pick up the debris from the fall. It approaches a
           shadowed area of the shaft and retrieves the BOX. With the
           BOX in its claws it rolls back into the hutch which closes
           behind it.
                                                         FADE TO BLACK.
           CREDITS
FADE IN:
              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.
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              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                             Â
              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                         Â
              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                      Â
              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.
              CREDITS
FADE IN:
              PREVIOUS EPISODE MONTAGE - CONTINUOUS
                                  NARRATOR
                        Previously on "Cyberpunk show"
              Selections from scenes found in episode 1 and episode 2 are
              played to bring new viewers up to speed and to remind the
              faithful of what has gone on before. Specifically we show
              COOLIGE and NEEDLE meeting for the first time (episode 1
              scene 3), NEEDLE talking to JACK about MOTHER ONE (episode 1
              scene 10), DIVER finding the box (episode 2 scene 3), DIVER
              talking to the thug about COOLIGE (episode 2 scene 17), THUG
              taking DIVER out of COOLIGE's office (episode 2 scene 18),
              and NEEDLE abducting DIVER (episode 2 scene 19). This
              montage should last between 1.5 and 2 minutes, with the cuts
              between each selection highlighted with CG, as if being read
              from a datastore.
                                                      FADE OUT:
                                                      FADE IN:
              P.O.V HOTEL ROOM - AFTERNOON
              The hotel room is nondescript, looking like pretty much every
              hotel room out there. NEEDLE'S face fills the frame,
              blocking out most of the details. He is shining a small
              penlight into the camera.
                                  NEEDLE
                        Ah, you are awake. Excellent. I
                        was afraid the gas had an adverse
                        effect.
                                  DIVER (O.S.)
                            (groggy, annoyed)
                        Get that out of my face. What
                        happened, who--
                                                      CUT TO:
              INT. HOTEL ROOM - CONTINUOUS
              The center of the room is dominated by a large bed on which
              Diver is laying. Sitting next to her, and leaning over her
              is NEEDLE, who is holding a penlight. DIVER bolts upright as
              she remembers what happened the previous night. As she does
              we catch a very quick glimpse of flesh, just enough to notice
              that she is not clothed. She snatches the sheets up and
              covers herself quickly. NEEDLE clicks off the penlight and
              leans back warily.
                                  DIVER
                            (scared)
                        Keep away from me! Where are my
                        clothes?!
              NEEDLE makes no move to back away. Instead he stays exactly
              where he is.
                                  NEEDLE
                        They are somewhere safe. You will
                        have them back when I have acquired
                        the package our associate MR.
                        COOLIGE was after.
              NEEDLE gets up and sits down at the table next to a large
              window. He draws his pistol and begins to clean it.
                                  DIVER
                        You're not H-T, who are you?
              NEEDLE does not even look up from work.
                                  NEEDLE
                        An interested party. Who I am is
                        immaterial. You know where the
                        package is; we will obtain it and I
                        will be out of your life.
              DIVER looks around the room for a moment, as if sizing up her
              options.
                                  DIVER
                            (mock amusement)
                        Right, for however long that life
                        is. No deal. How about this, you
                        let me go, and I'll call you and
                        tell you where the box is once I'm
                        safe.
              NEEDLE finishes cleaning his weapon and points it at DIVER
              before responding.
                                  NEEDLE
                        Child, until that box is in my
                        possession you will never be safe.
              NEEDLE makes a minor adjustment on the site of the gun and
              then holsters it.
                                  NEEDLE (cont'd)
                        The forces arrayed against you at
                        this moment are far more powerful
                        then any of your scrounger
                        associates.
              DIVER snorts in derision.
                                  DIVER
                        Right, you're my knight in shining
                        armor. How stupid do you think I
                        am? That box is the only thing
                        keeping me alive right now. If I
                        hand it over to anyone I'm as good
                        as dead.
              NEEDLE stands and pulls the blinds aside on the window. He
              looks through the window casually.
                                  NEEDLE
                        It will take COOLIGE time to
                        reassess the situation. If you
                        won't tell me where the box is now,
                        I will wait.
              NEEDLE continues to peer out the window. DIVER lunges for
              the phone next to the bed.
              ANGLE ON DIVER
              We see DIVER'S disappointment as she realizes the phone does
              not work.
                                  NEEDLE (O.S.) (cont'd)
                        I had the phone disconnected, I
                        find them a useless distraction.
                        As I was saying, we have time.
                                                      CUT TO:
              EXT. ALIAX ARMS HOTEL - NIGHT
              We begin on a close up shot of the ALIAX arms logo. As the
              camera pans down we...
              PUSH IN ON WINDOW
              Illuminated in the light of the window is NEEDLE. He turns,
              obviously in mid-conversation, and walks out of the window's
              view.
              PAN DOWN
              As the camera continues down the building we begin to see
              details of the street below. The hotel is in a heavy
              commercial district. There are no amenities on the street,
              just warehouses and other such structures. A single stranger
              in a trench coat stands under a streetlight staring up at the
              hotel.
              ANGLE ON STRANGER
              A black sedan pulls up to the curb next to the stranger. As
              the stranger walks up to the car we see that it is a women,
              dressed in sort of black combat gear.
              She points up at the window briefly then slaps the roof the
              car. As she turns the car glides down the street.
                                                      CUT TO:
              INT. HOTEL ROOM - CONTINUOUS
              DIVER is still on the bed. NEEDLE sits at the table with a
              plate of some sort of Asian food in front of him. He is not
              eating, instead he is watching DIVER who is shaking visibly.
                                  NEEDLE
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