Hardwired Page #5

Secret research facility,

something.

Nobody's ever gonna

find us here.

What are they gonna

do to us?

Open up our heads like tin cans.

Try to get their hardware back.

Find out how it got hacked.

[SIGHS]

You got hacked too?

Yeah.

Little Chinese girl,

barely 15,

computer genius.

Told me to meet her on...

On the corner of 14th and 9th.

Sent these instructions.

Like floating words.

Yeah.

Yeah.

And it freaked me out

at first.

But really,

she was just trying to help.

Yeah, same as me.

What about you?

Who got to you?

They called him Keyboard.

In this derelict building

on McDonald.

Like, you mean by the park?

Yeah, I think.

I don't know.

What do you care?

Because it's my job.

You all wake up

knowing nobody,

but still having

to trust somebody.

[GRUNTS]

Hey.

That's how this works.

[AUTOMATED VOICE]:

Avatar program complete.

Hey!

No!

[]

Okay, we got it.

That's a wrap.

[AUTOMATED VOICE]: Avatar-system

shutdown initiated.

- [KIRKHILL]:
Mr. Jackson.

- Yes, sir.

Good work.

Thank you, sir.

[]

[BEEPING]

[BEEPS]

Red.

This is Keyboard's program

for hacking the implant

inside Gibson's head.

This...

This is every other hack

my son has ever pulled.

It's his lifework.

Keep it safe.

What about you guys?

He can't run

and I'm not leaving him.

Blue.

Keep Keyboard's files safe.

All right? Or otherwise,

everything we've ever worked for

was for nothing.

Mm-hm?

[CHUCKLES]

What, you're not coming?

No.

Come on now,

get out of here.

Go on, go on, go on.

You, uh...

Ahem, just take care

of yourself, all right?

Mwah.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[KIRKHILL]:

Welcome, Mr. Gibson.

I'm sorry,

there's just no more space.

We crammed advertising

everywhere you can imagine

and reached a saturation point.

So we had to create a new space.

A space beyond imagination.

A space

inside people's minds.

You're insane.

Who's gonna willingly let you

put this thing in their head?

To those who can afford it,

we'll sell the implant like

it's an upgrade for their mind.

The ultimate personal computer

in their heads,

programmed to cater to every

need in their empty lives.

Think about instant information.

Computing and analysis

at the speed of thought.

For the less fortunate, say,

the billions without

health insurance,

we'll pay for their operations,

their treatments,

their aches and their pains.

And they get the implant

at the same time.

It's a win-win really.

We'll tell them

what they want,

and we'll tell them

where to buy it.

Then we'll sell the ad space

we create in their heads,

for trillions.

[LAUGHING]

You find this amusing?

Look at me, man.

This thing don't work

so good.

We're still working out

the bugs.

Project 660 is merely

the test phase,

the implant in your head,

a prototype.

There were 372

perfectly viable

test subjects before you.

Everything went according to

plan, then you came along,

complicated matters.

Of course,

it wasn't entirely your fault.

Don't worry. We're taking care

of your friends as we speak.

They can't help you here.

You see, we found the one way

to block their signal.

A few years ago,

all our computer systems

were infected with a virus.

The Xenogen virus.

It was a parting gift

from a former employee.

I believe you know him

as Keyboard.

An incredible code.

An amazing virus.

We kept it.

Unfortunately,

the only way we've found

to break Keyboard's hold on the

implant in your head

is with his own code.

The very same Xenogen virus.

[VOICES]:
Which is being uploaded

into your brain as we speak.

You may be experiencing

a little discomfort.

[GRUNTING]

All right,

now wipe the drives clean.

[TYPING]

[BEEPING]

It's time.

I won't be long behind you.

This is hard.

I love you too.

Freeze.

Step away from the boy.

Step away from the boy, now.

Without him,

you have nothing.

[AIR HISSES]

[GASPS]

[GUNFIRE]

[EKG FLATLINING]

[]

We've got two more hostiles

at large:
one male, one female.

[MAN OVER RADIO]:

We don't have a visual.

I need a sat uplink

right now.

- [HIGH-PITCHED FEEDBACK DRONES]

- [BURKE]:
You need the Aeon 3,

the world's newest and most

technologically advanced...

Flavors for you to enjoy.

There's...

I love a man

who knows what he wants.

But if what he wants

is Wild Times whiskey...

[EXHALES]

[LUKE YELLING]

[]

You sure we should stop?

You get a better signal

if we're stationary.

Red, maybe...

We're not abandoning him, okay?

We have to try.

Go.

You think this'll hold?

I mean, this is a Keyboard

special.

These crappy little machines...

Just shut up

and get it working, okay?

Yes, sir.

[BEEPS]

I'm sorry. I'm just...

I'm terrified.

Inform Mr. Kirkhill

we have a problem.

They wiped the network.

I'm trying to retrieve the data.

No, wait.

[BEEPING]

Clear out!

Clear the building!

[HIGH-PITCHED FEEDBACK DRONING]

[GROANING]

...for you to enjoy.

Have you heard...?

[GRUNTING]

Sir, we have a problem.

Stop the upload.

[AUTOMATED VOICE]:

Aborting upload in three,

two, one.

Abort.

If they wiped their hard drives,

we'll need his implant

to find how they hacked in.

Prepare for surgery.

Yes, sir.

[BLUE]:

Here we go. Got him.

[RED]:

Oh, God.

Hal and Keyboard

wiped their drives,

so now they gotta get

that implant out of his head.

[TYPING]

That'll kill him.

Okay.

We have to help him.

[DEVICE SNAPS INTO DRIVE]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

It's not working.

Hold on.

There's something else.

Happy birthday, mi amore.

I wanted you to wake up

and find this.

I'm sorry that I had to work

early this morning.

But I promise

I'll make it up to you tonight.

[GIGGLING]

And...

I think someone else wants to

say happy birthday to you too.

[COMPUTER ZAPS OFF]

[]

They're gonna cut him open.

Come on.

Well, I don't know.

He's not responding.

Okay. Damn it.

What are you doing?

[DOCTOR]:

Don't shoot.

Yes!

Nice.

[BLUE]:

Switching to bird's-eye view.

Okay.

Oh, where's he gonna go?

Damn it.

It's a goddamn maze down there.

[TYPING]

Oh, no. Here they come.

[]

[GUNSHOTS]

[BEEPING]

You're not helping him.

You're just messing him up.

I'm... Wait a minute.

What?

Those new cameras,

they've got options.

Watch this.

[RAPID BEEPING]

[ELECTRICITY POWERING DOWN]

- [MAN 1]:
He killed the power.

- [MAN 2]:
He hit one of the relays.

Vault D. Wicker, go to Simon.

Okay. Wow, that's good.

All right. Now let's get

the guards' positions.

Triangulate

with the closed-circuit cameras.

And I'll make him

a map.

You can do that?

What do you think?

Keyboard had a hack

for everything.

We gotta show him

where to shoot.

[BEEPING]

- [MAN 1]:
I got him.

- [MAN 2]:
Ten-fourteen. Fire...

[MAN 1]:
He's in D21,

moving north. All teams.

Alpha team flying in.

Delta team flying in.

Alpha team,

hit northeast quadrant.

- [MAN 1]:
Move in. Move in.

- [MAN 2]:
We've got him surrounded.

[MAN 1]:
Cease fire. Cease fire.

You're hitting friendly.

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

[PANTING]

Thank you. Now, where do I go?

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