Freejack Page #4

Goddamn you, Vacendak!

All I'm asking for is a name!

Now who is it?

Who's doing this to me?

McCandless.

I saved your life.

And I gave you the name you wanted.

The name of lan McCandless.

Still, I'd hate you to think that

I don't value my life highly.

I'll give you a five-minute start.

One Mississippi. . .

. . .two Mississippi. . . .

Get in!

-You're driving?

-Hurry! They're close behind.

I thought you were dead!

-Where'd you get this?

-It's Vacendak's. I stole it.

-Sure your boss didn't give it to you?

-What?

McCandless is trying to kill me!

Your boss!

The man you've been calling!

-That's crazy!

-Vacendak told me!

-Then he's lying!

-Well, somebody is!

Pull in there.

Call him on this thing.

I tried to get Mac, he's not there.

Then you call the company.

You call whoever's in charge.

-Miss Redlund?

-Who's that?

Mark Michelette, V.P. of Mac Corp.

Is someone with you?

Mr. Furlong, what an

unexpected pleasure.

Listen, whoever you are.

I'm with Julie and I'm armed.

I see that. Stay calm, Julie.

We'll handle this.

Tell us your demands.

I want to talk to McCandless.

Mr. McCandless isn 't in.

He's expected shortly.

If you want to wait for him here,

I'll arrange entry.

You do that.

What's that?

I don't know.

It's a trace.

All right, I've got a fix on Furlong.

Where's he headed?

Right to the gates of hell. . .

. . .at Michelette's invitation.

They're in the elevator.

Put down the gun.

You can drop this absurd pantomime.

I watched the rest of the tape.

Most interesting.

Watch this bit. This is good.

How touching.

A woman in love.

There's not the least chance

you'd shoot her.

You'll be through when Mac gets back.

Mr. McCandless is in the next

office. Would you lI ke to see him?

A virus, strain three.

He's been dead almost three days now.

Mac didn't have much time

to organize this.

His mistake was

asking me to carry it out.

McCandless snatched you.

He needs your body quite badly.

He has an hour on the Switchboard

before his brain is irretrievable.

How do you suppose

you'll deliver me to him?

I have no intention

of delivering you to him.

Nobody's being delivered

to McCandless.

The time has come for change.

I'm taking over the company.

I have nothing against you.

I did organize the rocket attack.

I sent guns to the waterfront. . .

. . .to stop Mac

from getting his new body.

Nothing personal.

In a short time, McCandless' brain

will be electronic rubbish.

I'll be president of the company,

and you two. . . .

You two can do

whatever takes your fancy.

Ms. Redlund. . .

. . .your services are

no longer required.

They're on their way.

I kill them both.

This is too easy.

Think he'd just let us walk out?

I don't.

Ready!

Is there another way out?

There's a back way.

One shot.

Think they'll stand in line?

Aim.

Welcome to the lobby.

Have a nice day.

Hold it!

Fire!

Julie, you okay?

-Why the 1 00th floor?

-There's an escape module.

Michelette's private bodyguard.

Michelette.

Secure the building.

Find him and hold him for me.

You wanted a f***ing palace revoIt?

Well, you got one!

It's not stopping.

It's not stopping!

-Any other way to controI it?

-This is it.

for the Switchboard.

Mac's got them now.

We're going to the top.

Welcome to my mind.

You've been behind it all.

I never meant to harm anyone,

least of all you.

You weren't meant to see any of this.

It's why I wanted you

to take the trip to Tokyo.

By the time you returned,

all this would've been over.

I spoke to you in Australia.

You were alive.

I'm sorry, Jule.

Sorry to deceive you.

Mr. Furlong, believe me,

I never meant you any harm either.

We took you out a moment

before your death.

The process did not shorten

your natural life.

What about trying to shorten my

unnatural life?

Didn't start out that way.

I was assured all would go smoothly.

You were never supposed to wake up.

So you see, once the consciousness

transfer was complete. . .

. . .a fait accompli, only then would

I have shown you my new self.

Why do it at all?

Because I love you.

I've loved you for years,

since we first met.

But it was clear that nothing I

possessed, no power or wealth. . .

. . .nothing could make you feel

what I felt.

I held out hope

that with enough time. . .

. . .I could reach your heart.

But time ran out. I became ill.

I was dying.

You spoke of Mr. Furlong and

how much you loved him years ago.

If only I could become this man. . .

. . .whom you loved so much. . . .

If I could somehow. . .

. . .physically become him. . . .

Of course, I was mad.

I was quite mad.

I beg you both to forgive me.

Vacendak, it's Mac. Listen carefully.

I'm calling it off, the whole thing.

Everything.

Say that again.

Cease all pursuit of Furlong.

You will be paid in full.

Procedure 21 7, as discussed.

I tried to steal love from you,

love I was unable to win.

Worse, I've tried

to cheat life itself. . .

. . .by seizing years not granted me.

For these crimes,

I sentence myself to death.

Documents have been prepared.

My termination here. . .

. . .will be as if the actual

consciousness transfer was made.

In other words. . .

. . .you will be me.

Don't be alarmed.

A little play-acting will be required.

Julie will help.

I'd be you?

We could do it.

We could pull it off.

You and me, together.

Stranger things have happened.

Just think of it. You'll have

all my money and power.

Let's hope you use them

more wisely than I.

Before you is a sequence of numbers.

Let's get on with it.

Start with the first number. . .

. . .key in the sequence,

then hit delete.

The sequence is in.

Then hit delete, Mr. Furlong.

Strange.

I'm still here.

You must have missed one.

Do it again.

You're stalling.

What kept you? I've been humoring

him for 5 minutes.

I was a bit busy.

I almost had Michelette,

but he's still missing.

Let him go!

Sorry, Jule.

-It's either him or me.

-Too bad.

I was just getting used to you.

You don't make many friends

in this business.

Who says we're friends?

Well, Vacendak?

Shall we?

Shall we make the switch?

Just let it happen, Mr. Furlong.

Just go with it.

You need a new soul, not a new body.

No machine can give you that.

Don't resist.

The computer is powerful.

You can fight it, Alex.

Your mind will be utterly

annihilated.

You can 't help yourself.

Nobody can.

You've completely lost it.

He set me up!

Don 't do it!

Excellent shot, Mrs. Redlund.

You just made me head of Mac Corp.

Remind me to change the name.

Put the gun down, Vacendak.

I controI the company, the city,

the banks, everything.

You're no longer needed, a**hole.

McCandless is no more.

Wait. . .

. . .I'm McCandless.

Nice try, Mark, but I made it.

-I completed the transfer.

-Don't you give me that sh*t.

Shoot him, Vacendak.

He tried to assassinate me.

You take orders from a Freejack?

Who is he?

There were 22.762 seconds of transfer

before it blew off-line.

-Is he McCandless?

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