Cosmopolis

Where?

I want a haircut.

The president's in town.

We don't care.

We need a haircut.

We need to go across town.

We'll hit traffic that

speaks in quarter inches.

Just so I know...

...which president

are we talking about?

United States.

Barriers will be setup.

Entire streets deleted

from the map.

Show me my car.

What have we learned then?

Our system is secure.

We're impenetrable.

There's no rogue program.

It would seem, however...

- Eric!

- No, we ran every test.

No one's overloading the

system or manipulating our sites.

When do we do all this?

Yesterday.

At the complex, our rapid response team.

There is no vulnerable point of entry.

Our insurer did a threat analysis.

We are buffered from attack.

Everywhere.

Yes.

Including the car?

Including, absolutely, yes.

My car, this car...

Eric, yes! Please...

We've been together, you and I,

since the little-bitty startup.

I want you to tell me that

you still have the stamina to do this job.

Single mindedness.

This car, your car...

The relentless will.

'cause I keep hearing

about our legend

that we were young,

smart and raised by wolves

that the phenomena of reputation

is a delicate thing.

Person rises on a word

and falls on a syllable.

I know I'm asking the wrong man.

Oh, what?

Where's the car last night

after we ran our tests?

I...

I don't know.

Where do all these limos go at night?

I know I'm changing the subject.

Haven't been sleeping much.

I look at books and drink brandy.

What happens to all these stretched

limousines that prowl the throbbing city all day long?

Where do they spend the night?

Do you ever get the feeling, sometimes,

that you don't know what's going on?

Do I wanna ask you what you mean by that?

All this optimism

All this booming and soaring.

Things happen like...

bang! This! And that! Simultaneous.

I put out my hand

and what do I feel?

I know there are a thousand things

that you analyze every 10 minutes

patterns, ratio, indexes,

whole maps of information.

I love information.

Eric, this is our

sweetness and light.

It is a fuckall wonder

and we have meaning

in this world

people eat and sleep in

the shadow of what we do.

But at the same time

What?

Any special reason we're in

the car instead of the office?

What makes you think we're

in the car instead of the office?

If I answer that question...

Based on what premise?

I know I'll say something

that's half-way clever, but...also shallow

and probably inaccurate on some level

and then you will pity me

for having been born.

We're in the car 'cause

I need a haircut.

Get the barber come to the

office, get a haircut there

or have the barber come

to your car, just...

get your haircut and

go to the office.

A haircut has what?

Associations

Calendar on the wall,

mirrors everywhere.

There's no barber chair here.

Nothing swivels but chair your in, Shiner.

Where's your car?

We can't seem to find it.

I'd offer you a ride.

I couldn't. Absolutely.

I know you work enroute.

and I like taxis.

I was never good at geography and I

learned things by asking the drivers where they come from.

They come from horror and despair.

Yes, exactly.

One learns about the country where

unrest is occurring by riding the taxis here.

I haven't seen you in a while.

I looked for you this morning.

Your eyes are blue.

Have you eat breakfast yet?

No.

Good. I'm hungry for

something thick and chewy.

You never told me you were blue eyed.

When are we going to talk about?

I want a heliboard on the roof.

I've acquired the air rights,

but we still need the zoning variants.

Don't you wanna eat?

There's a shooting range

next to the elevator bank.

Let's talk about us.

You and I?

We're here so we might as well.

When are we going

to have sex again?

We will, I promise.

We haven't in a while now.

When I work, you see...

the energy is precious.

When you write?

Yes.

Where do you do this?

I look for you, Elise.

I curl up somewhere.

I've always done this.

My mother used to send

people to find me

maids and gardeners,

combing the house and rounds

She thought I was

dissolvable in water.

I like your mother.

You have your mother's breasts.

Breasts?

Great stand-up tits.

Tell me this:
where will you go now?

To a meeting somewhere

to your office?

Where is your office?

What do you do, exactly?

You know things,

I think this is what you do.

I think you're dedicated to knowing.

I think you acquire information and turn it

into something stupendous and awful.

You're a dangerous person.

Do you agree?

A visionary.

A report from the Complex.

It's a credible threat,

not to be dismissed.

Which means riding cross town is...

Had numerous threats, all credible.

I'm still standing here.

Not a threat to your safety, to his.

Who the f*** is "his"?

The president's.

This means a ride cross town...

does not happen unless we make

a day of it, with cookies and milk.

Do people still shoot at presidents?

I thought there were more stimulating targets.

In the next block, there are two

haircutting saloons, there's one and two.

No need to go cross town

Situation is unstable.

Here.

I know that smile, Michael.

I think the yuan...I mean there's

reason to believe we may be leveraging too rashly.

It's gonna turn our way.

Yes, I know, it always has.

The rashness you think you see.

What is happening doesn't chart.

It charts.

You just have to search a little harder.

Don't trust standard models, think outside the limits.

The yuan is making a statement.

Read it and leap.

We are betting big time here.

I know that smile and I wanna respect it,

but the yuan can't go any higher.

I wanna trust it.

We're borrowing enormous enormous sums.

Any assault on the borders of

perception is gonna seem rash at first...

Yeah, come on, we're speculating into the void!

Your mother blamed the

smile on your father

he blamed her

there's something deadly about it

she thought she had to enroll

you in special counseling.

I think we ought to adjust.

Where's Shiner?

On his way to the airport.

Why are they called airports?

I know I can't answer these questions

without losing your respect.

Shiner told me our network is secure.

Then it is.

Safe from penetrations.

Why am I seeing things that

haven't happened yet?

How old are you?

What? 22!

You look younger.

I was always younger than anyone

around me. One day I began to change.

I don't feel younger.

I feel located totally nowhere.

Think I'm ready to quit,

basically the business.

Put a stick of gum in your

mouth and try not to chew it.

For someone your age and your gifts, there's only one

thing in the world worth pursuing both professionally and intellectually.

What is it, Michael?

The interaction between

technology and capital

the inseparability.

Highschool was the last true challenge.

There's a poem I read in which

a rat becomes the unit of currency.

Yes, that would be interesting.

Yeah, that would

impact the world economy.

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