Hackers Page #5

The class cracks up. Kate and Dade exchange looks as the

teacher escorts Cereal to the door.

INT. DADE'S PLACE.

MRS. MURPHY

How was school?

DADE:

(eating)

Hmmm.

MRS. MURPHY

What did we learn in school today?

DADE:

Revenge.

MRS. MURPHY

Aaaah. Did we meet someone special?

DADE:

No. No one special.

MRS. MURPHY

Okay, I gotta get back to work. I'm gonna be

home late. And would you try and please fill

these out?

She indicates a pile of college applications.

MRS. MURPHY

Oh don't worry, it's only the rest of your

life.

She starts to the door.

DADE:

Right. Anything else, you want me to mow the

lawn? Oops, forgot. New York. No grass.

MRS. MURPHY

And unpack.

She leaves. Dade looks over the college applications for

a second, and pushes them away. He'd rather not do this

now.

INT. CYBERDELIA.

Dade, Phreak and Joey are sitting at a table. Joey is

giving a dull account of his hacking adventures. Enter

Cereal.

CEREAL:

FYI, alright man, you can sit at home, and do

like absolutely nothing and...

Cereal pauses, notices Dade, whom he has never met

formally but seen around, and then continues.

CEREAL:

...and your name goes through like seventeen

computers a day. 1984, yeah right man, that's

a typo. Orwell's here and now, he's living

large. We have no names, man, no names. We

are nameless. Can I score a fry? Thanks.

PHREAK:

Meet Cereal Killer. As in Froot Loops? But

he does know things.

Dade and Cereal acknowledge each other.

JOEY:

Anyways, guys, guys, listen, listen to me.

I'm in this computer right? So I'm looking

around...

PHREAK:

(to Cereal)

D'you bring those Crayola books?

CEREAL:

Oh yeah, technicolor rainbow.

Cereal brings a book out of his bag.

CEREAL:

Green one.

JOEY:

What is that, what is that? Lemmie see. What

are these?

DADE:

International Unix Environments.

Cereal pulls out another book.

CEREAL:

Luscious orange?

Cereal hands the orange book to Phreak.

DADE:

Computer security criteria, DOD standards.

Another book comes out.

DADE:

The Pink Shirt Book, Guide to IBM PCs. So

called due to the nasty pink shirt the guy

wears on the cover.

Another one.

CEREAL:

What's that?

DADE:

Devil book. The Unix Bible.

Another one.

CEREAL:

What's that?

DADE:

Dragon book. Compiler design.

Cereal brings out a large red book.

CEREAL:

Oh yeah? What's that?

DADE:

The Red Book. NSA Trusted Networks.

Otherwise known as the Ugly Red Book that

won't fit on a shelf.

By now Phreak has made a pile of the books, and the Red

Book looks wholly out of place on the top of the pile.

JOEY:

Anyway, anyway, guys guys guys, come on. I'm

in this computer, right. So I'm looking

around, looking around, you know, throwing

commands at it, I don't know where it is or

what it does or anything. It's like, it's

like choice, it's just beautiful, okay. Like

four hours I'm just messing around in there.

Finally I figure out, that it's a bank.

Right, okay wait, okay, so it's a bank. So, this

morning, I look in the paper, some cash

machine in like Bumsville Idaho, spits out

seven hundred dollars into the middle of the

street.

CEREAL:

That's kinda cool.

JOEY:

That was me. That was me. I did that.

DADE:

You did this from your house.

Joey takes a drag from his cigarette and just nods, with a

big grin on his face.

PHREAK:

What are you, stoned or stupid? You don't

hack a bank across state lines from your

house, you'll get nailed by the FBI. Where

are your brains, in your ass? Don't you know

anything?

CEREAL:

Stupid, man. It's universally stupid.

JOEY:

You guys always think I should know

everything, and you never tell me anything.

Am I right?

PHREAK:

Alright, what are the three most commonly used

passwords?

JOEY:

Love, secret, and uh, sex. But not in that

order, necessarily, right?

CEREAL:

Yeah but don't forget God. System operators

love to use God. It's that whole male ego

thing.

PHREAK:

Look, you wanna be elite? You gotta do a

righteous hack. None of this accidental sh*t.

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