Hackers Page #3

Dade clues in, gets up and follows her. She takes him on

a brief tour.

INT. HIGH SCHOOL CORRIDOR.

GIRL:

The gym is through there, and the cafeteria is

through there.

DADE:

Great. Cool.

(pause)

What's your name?

GIRL:

Kate. Kate Libby.

They arrive at a classroom.

KATE:

Here's your class.

DADE:

My... class. You mean I'm not in your class?

KATE:

No, you're not in my class.

Kate starts away.

DADE:

Give me time!

A guy in the halls notices Dade.

GUY:

Hey, you new?

DADE:

Yeah.

GUY:

Tell him about the pool, Kate.

DADE:

Pool?

KATE:

Yeah, there's an Olympic size swimming pool up

on the roof. Take the stairs over there.

DADE:

Yeah! Sure.

Kate starts away again.

DADE:

Thanks!

EXT. SCHOOL ROOFTOP.

Dade enters, and lets the door slam behind him. Across the

roof, a dozen or so geeky looking kids are looking over

the edge, apparently trying to get someone's attention.

One of them notices Dade.

GEEK:

Hey! Hold the door!

He's too late. The geeks look pretty angry. There is no pool.

Dade

(realizing he's been had)

No pool.

Dade tries the door but it's locked. He hammers it with

his palm, furious. Above, thunder roars and it begins

raining.

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR.

Dade is soaking wet, and trudges among his classmates

leaving a muddy trail. A three-second video clip rolls

through his mind: it is a screaming woman being strangled

in an old movie. He walks past Kate, who giggles.

KATE:

Oh my God! He found the pool.

INT. SCHOOL COMPUTER LAB.

The kids are all seated at computer workstations. Dade

is hacking, the latino kid who was on the phone to

Venezuela is running a demo involving dirty-dancing

skeletons.

TEACHER:

I'm Mr. Simpson. And I'm subbing for Ms.

Bayliss who was arrested at the anti-fur

rally. I know some of you kids got computers

at home. But these are school property,

people, and I don't want to see any gum stuck

to 'em. Chapter 1. Designing graphical

interface...

Meanwhile, the latino kid notices that Dade has been

looking up Kate Libby's school records. And hacking

himself into her advanced English class.

EXT. SCHOOL QUAD.

It's after school, kids are heading home, Dade too. The

latino kid notices Dade and catches up with him.

KID:

So, um, what's your interest in Kate Libby,

eh? Academic? Purely sexual?

DADE:

Homicidal?

KID:

What's up, man? I'm the Phreak!

The name rings no bells with Dade.

PHREAK:

The Phantom Phreak? The king of Nynex? I

know you play the game.

Another kid, younger and a little geeky looking, runs up

to Dade and The Phantom Phreak.

JOEY:

Phreakphreakphreakphreakphreak,

dudedudedudedudedudedude... I gotta...

PHREAK:

(slaps Joey)

Joey, Joey...

JOEY:

What? whatwhatwhat?

PHREAK:

One more "dude" out of you and I'm gonna slap

the sh*t outa you, okay? Now I'm trying to

save you from yourself but you gotta stop

letting your mama dress you, man!

(To Dade):

Check it...

Phreak starts to hand Dade a flyer.

JOEY:

(interrupting)

I need a handle, man. I don't have an

identity until I have a handle.

PHREAK:

You know, you're right about that.

(to Dade)

Check it, Friday.

Phreak hands Dade a flyer for Cyberdelia.

JOEY:

Alright. How about the Master of Disaster,

huh?

PHREAK:

You're hopeless, man, utterly hopeless.

Phreak walks away.

JOEY:

Ultra Laser.

(desperate)

Doctor Doom!

EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREET VILLAGE. NIGHT.

Dade rolls in on rollerblades. Street vendors hawk

computer parts and bootleg software. A bootleg music

vendor catches Dade's attention.

CEREAL:

Check this out, each and every one of you.

Compilation tape, of my own making. I call

this the "Greatest Zooks Album". Featuring

artists like, well I got some Hendrix on

there, some Joplin, Mama Cass, Belushi... all

great artists that asphyxiated on their own

vomit!

The small crowd around him finally gets the joke.

CEREAL:

Can't get this in stores, man, I made it!

Dade wheels into Cyberdelia, which just happens to be

equipped with a ramp down to its main floor for the

benefit of skaters. The place pounds with loud, bassy

techno music and coloured light. Video monitors with

psychedelic patterns complete the atmopshere. There is a

video game with a huge screen. Phreak is at a pay phone.

OPERATOR:

(on phone)

Please deposit five dollars for the first

minute.

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