Blackhat Page #5

Don't you have a job,

working yourself out of prison?

It was kind of a bad fit.

You're looking for employment?

What do I want employment for?

Oh, you want a piece?

To put yourself back into the game?

You were never in the game.

You're a glorified carder.

A carder whose time is expired.

Check your expiration date.

Your shelf life is over.

A glorified carder

holding your $74 million.

Okay, last time. What do you want?

I want 20% of the Malaysian tin ore hit.

For releasing my money?

No, for renting you my code.

It's my action that gave

that code you wrote meaning.

What's it mean without a bankroll?

You want to be my partner?

It's 20%. You call it whatever you want.

I meet my partners.

Well, I don't.

And like I told your bagman,

I don't want to meet.

I don't give a f*** about what you want.

It's what I want when I make a deal,

face-to-face.

Because I can put together

another bankroll. Target another target.

And if I stop thinking about you,

if I stop thinking about anything,

it disappears. It vanishes.

It ceases to exist.

But you...

You, I want to meet.

Or you can piss off and die, Ghostman.

All right, you and Kassar.

I'll call you and tell you where.

Sure.

Okay. We're on.

Emergency! Please.

It's all about if I can get

close enough fast enough.

Hey, I told you. You and Kassar, alone.

Five men, two floors below.

The team two floors below.

And two gunmen with them.

And the two guys with you?

Lose them. I'm changing the location.

You and Kassar, Papua Square.

Walk west. Meet me in two hours.

It'll be packed.

How am I supposed to find you?

I find you.

Step back. Hands up.

Hands up, hands up.

Hands up. Turn around.

Turn around!

No one's ever gotten this close before.

20% is too much, Hathaway.

You talking points?

Well, people die on

this planet every day.

What do you want me to do?

Grieve? Because I knew him?

He's not here anymore.

Where's my money?

Not about money.

Not about zeroes or ones or code.

And what's that tell you?

Get out of the way!

I'm a gamer.

I hire people to do sub-symbolic stuff.

You killed my friends. I do my own.

And do I care?

The Betadine.

Here.

- I got it.

- Okay.

- This one?

- Yeah.

That's good. It's good.

Okay.

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