Cyberstalker Page #2

Equal only to the advent

of gin and tonic.

Bold statement.

Especially if you knew how much

he drank.

-(laughs)

- Easy.

I'll take it.

Well...

How about some of that gin

you were talking about?

Genius idea.

Thank you.

(phone ringing)

Detective Page?

Jack Dayton from Cyber Crimetics.

We spoke on the phone.

Pleasure to meet you.

Ah, yeah, let me close the door so we can

have some privacy.

Okay.

Do you mind if I take a look

at your computer.

Um...

Yeah, sure.

Okay, thanks.

(typing)

Uh huh.

I can see why you called.

I brought up to date

fed background checks

on everyone involved in the case...

everyone working on the case,

yourself and I included.

I feel like if we want to catch this guy, we

trust no one.

Fight tech for tech.

So, umm, I tracked over a million IPs

back to the original server,

which is out of a hotel on the east coast.

He used a WiFi to hack the hotel server

and that's, that's the end of the line.

He was there.

Wait a minute.

You telling me you found him?

Yeah.

For a second.

Can you do it again?

Absolutely.

Mr. Dayton.

I'm lookin' forward to working with you.

All right.

(laughs)

(lock clicks)

I always thought they should have kept

the fire pole

when they converted this place.

Wow, where'd you get the rotary phone?

Does that still work?

You know me, low tech or no tech.

And yes, It was my parents.

Aiden, you need to update

and complicate.

Come join the world.

It's not such a bad place.

Technology has made us lazy and lonely.

I'd rather hours of solitude than bury

my face in text and status updates.

Well that one sale can lead to more,

but you need to think

outside the bun here.

This is so '94?

You couldn't text on this if you tried.

I feel dirty just holding it.

Very funny.

This is the good old days.

Before GPS in every cell phone.

Hmmph.

(sigh) You know an art show is not

something I think I'm ready for.

Well no one's ever ready.

I mean you... you just do it.

Rip the Band-Aid right off.

Expose yourself to the world.

I'm not the flasher type.

Well, you've got the goods, in more ways

than one I might add.

You should show them off.

You're a great salesman

and I love you for it.

But...

And I love you too, but starving artist is

not an effective weight loss plan.

Oh don't get me wrong, I love being

your patron saint and paying all the bills,

but even the Pope will tell you,

it's time to move on.

Wow!

What's this?

What's what?

This.

I call it Endure.

Addy, this work is fabulous!

This is going to break you to the world.

What are you typing?

A surprise, exclusive, last minute,

one night only engagement.

Only a select few in the know will know.

All 'haves,' no 'nots,' high end clientele.

Addy darling, you're going

to have a show.

I am?

You are. We are.

Info is uploaded to my site's

messaging board.

I can do some follow up press

and an e-vile tonight.

You can use your fake name if you want,

but it's here.

It's all right here, at the press of a

button, that Enter button.

Come on Addy, I know you're a

technophobe and everything,

but it's time.

This is selfish to keep all this beauty

to yourself.

Aiden, I promise I'll slop talking if you

press Enter.

(sign)

Okay, let's not do it now.

But I will send it later,

closer to the show.

okay...

Okay.

(laughs)

Okay, all right.

(heavy breathing and laughing)

Found this painting in evidence.

Take a look.

A brush stroke is as unique

as a fingerprint.

If she's still painting we'll find her.

I developed this program I call

the "E-Later".

It's a cross reference where they can

gather and analyze online picture files

from not just where the photo was taken

and on what medium, but to the actual,

content within the photo,

right down to the brushstroke.

It's amazing.

I get that a lot.

(laughs)

I got the program running

on your database.

Worldwide search until we find

what we're looking for.

It'll lake a couple days.

Unless we gel lucky.

Make it happen.

OK.

(typing and heavy breathing)

Yes.

(laughs)

How do I look?

Disgusting.

How is it that you look so good

with so little effort.

I hate you sometimes.

Yeah well, I hate you better.

Listen.

Your parents would have been really

proud of you tonight.

It's a forward march right?

After you...

AIDEN:

Wow, this is it.

It's all here.

Ladies.

Winton!

Thank you.

You know I don't drink.

It may help.

Winton, you've outdone yourself.

Salutations.

Addy, there's some people

I want you to meet.

Forward march.

When they look back and talk

of Monet and Basquiat,

the name Aiden Cornelis will be

whispered in the same sentence.

No low angles, double chin.

(laughs)

But really, she's far too modest.

When I look upon her work,

to me it's like a, a...

A poem without words.

Exactly.

Let me show you her latest work.

Right this way please.

COMPUTER:

Match found.

The definitive "Endure."

Personally, I see less abstract and more

realism in your recent work.

I would say that's about right.

I'm a big fan of your use

of negative space.

The emotional impact has a sometimes

Van Gogh feeling to it.

You're not going to cut your ear off,

are you?

Oh well, yeah...

We'll have to see how tonight goes.

Paul Rogers.

Aiden Cornelis.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Can't say that about the rest

of this crowd though.

They're kind of like cartoon characters,

right?

Yeah, I tend to hate these things.

If there could only be art without

the art crowds.

Absolutely.

COMPUTER:

Match found.

So what else should I know about

Miss Aiden Cornelis?

Me...

Umm...

I rock at solitaire.

I talk in my sleep, mostly about politics.

Oh, and this boy, Jim Plumer,

once in the 5th grade

he told everybody I kissed him

in the school yard.

That never happened.

No idea why I told you any of that.

So what about you?

Me?

I'm the youngest of three, older sister,

brother, and like you,

Jim Plumer told everyone that I kissed

him in the school yard...

(laughs)

Now I'm embarrassed.

Even embarrassed looks good on you.

Ms. Cornelis?

These just came for you.

Wow!

Well, if these are from you, then you're

officially very smooth.

Wish they were.

Lucky guy.

(clears throat)

Uh...

but who then?

It doesn't have a card.

Mr. Flowers.

I don't have a Mr. Flowers.

(laughter) The lengths a guy will go

to have a drink with a girl, huh?

Or coffee...

water?

Look if you don't ingest fluids we can

just sit there and consume

large amounts of solid matter, or you can

please interrupt me and...

I just don't know. I...

Oh... it's my hair, it's just too perfect for

most people.

I try to mess it up, it just ends up

having this whole game show

host vibe going on.

Ok. Slop talking, I'll go.

Sorry to interrupt.

I need to get going.

Oh, excuse me, I...

Of course.

So, how does forward feel?

It's terrifying.

I should probably get a cat.

No. You should go for it.

And um, if he has a brother...

(laughs)

Thanks for coming.

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