Johnny Mnemonic Page #4

then I want to get with her.

Screw the physical disability.

Because it's about the feeling.

What's up?

Wind, maybe.

What do you think?

It's crazy,|but if I really have the cure...

it could save you.

It could save everybody.

Who is this Jones guy|Spider said was our only chance?

He's--

He was in the navy.

In the war.

They put a lot of stuff in his head.|Kind of like you.

Memory augments?

I don't know.

You'll see.

Man, somebody crazy down there|is getting on my nerves.

Ratlands are full of crazies, Stick.|Ignore it, man.

No, man.

Down there.

It's Spider's van.

Yep. Better tell J-Bone.

I got an idea.

Let's drop a bug on Spider man.

Forget it.

I'm going to do it.

Don't say that.|J-Bone'll sh*t if he hears you.

I'm going to do it.

Wake up, damn it!

- Sh*t, man.|- That's what they're for.

Sh*t!

What the f*** is going on?

You know, all my life...

I've been careful to|stay in my own corner.

Looking out for number one.

No complications.

Now suddenly...

I'm responsible|for the entire f***ing world!

Everybody and his mother|is trying to kill me...

if my head doesn't blow up first.

Maybe it's not just about you anymore.

Listen. You listen to me.

You see that city over there?

That's where I'm supposed to be.

Not down here with the dogs|and the garbage...

and the f***ing last month's newspapers|blowing back and forth!

I've had it with them!

I've had it with you and all this!

I want room service!

I want the club sandwich|and the cold Mexican beer.

I want a $10,000-a-night hooker!

I want my shirts laundered...

Like they do at the Imperial Hotel...

in Tokyo.

We've got to see Jones.

Spider sent us.

Where's Spider?

He's dead.

Not in there. Earlier.

At the hospital.

If Spider sent you, come on.

J-Bone, help me.

Come on.|Keep it together.

Come on.

Help. Right here. You too.

I got him!

He'll be all right.|Go on.

Tell Shinji to meet me at the bridge.

He's on his way, sir.

- My helicopter.|- It's waiting, sir.

You okay?

I saw--

I almost saw--

As if it was...

a memory.

We have a room especially for that.

It's time to meet Jones.

We built Heaven completely|out of straight-world junk...

all hauled up here piece by piece.

We work for Spider and his people...

and anybody else|who is fighting the system.

We out sh*t for them.

What do you mean, "out"?

Heaven.

The heart and soul.

This is where we tight back.

We strip the pictures|from their 500-channel universe.

Recontextualize it.|Then we spit the sh*t back at them.

Special data.

Things that'll help people...

Like stuff we get from Spider.

We wide-band it.

Broadcast it. Go global.

Bounce it off the satellites|that Jones hacks for us.

Way the navy got him hooked up...

he cuts through hard encryption|like a knife through butter.

Code breaker.|I can't wait to meet him.

Right this way.

Jones.

It's a fish.

It's a mammal.

He's a friend, sailor.

This was Spider's best bet?

One thing Spider wasn't was stupid.

Jones is set up to sample software|from enemy subs.

Intra-sound scan.

Right through the hull.

Jones'll feed you can opener codes.

We'll try to get you out in time.

Wait. Have you done this before?

Has the fish?

How dangerous is this?

Just keep your head still.

Move around too much...

could microwave your frontal lobe.

Forget it.

Look, man, at least you got a chance.

It's up to you.

Do what you got to do.

Give me what you got|of the download codes.

Inputting first image.

Set up the broadcast antennas.

Now.

It wasn't my fault.

We were just fooling around.

I just don't want to do nothing no more.

Hear what I'm saying?

Hey, buddy.

Maroni!

Motherfuckers!

Stations! You all know the drill!

- What did you get?|- We didn't.

We're not going to get it right now.

The only way is to hack your own brain|and loop it through Jones.

The fuel tanks!

Sh*t. It's the Yakuza.

Give me that.

I was almost there.

I could feel it starting to--

Mr. Smith?

PharmaKom?

Not really.

You can't shoot me.

Not in the head.

Takahashi!

Do you know what|he is carrying in his head?

He's carrying the cure for NAS.

Your daughter died to protect|PharmaKom's profit margin.

Treating the disease is far more|profitable than curing it.

They had the cure...

eight months ago, Takahashi.

PharmaKom, the company that I created...

Let your daughter die.

Shinji.

Hello, Johnny.

Raise your chin.

Let's make this clean.

Kiai !

If I fall, you don't get the head.

If you lose the head,|you're f***ed!

Jesus time.

Come to Jesus.

The cure.

He's made you the vessel of His mercy|as I am the vessel of His wrath.

Jones.

What spawn of Satan--

Now!

Jane!

I'm all right.

Piece of sh*t.

Hook me up.

The second image.

Get the power up!

Johnny.

The dolphin can take you into the data.

Find the third image.

I knew their secrets.

The image...

the company has forgotten for me.

Now they erase me...

burn me out of the mainframes.

One memory after another.

How very kind of them.

Johnny.

We're out of power,|so we have to do the download now.

Remember, we've got to|loop it through Jones.

Okay, let's do this.

Watch your ass, man.

No telling what defenses|PharmaKom stuck in there.

Probably got virus programs.

You ready?

Loop it.

Listen up, world.

This is the last blast|from LoTek World Headquarters.

And believe this:|We're going out with a bang, baby.

So get your VCRs ready,|'cause we got what you need.

We got the cure to NAS.

That's right.|The cure to the black shakes.

It's coming to you live|from the labs up at PharmaKom.

And believe this: They did not want you|to get this information.

So here it is, coming at you,|LoTek style.

Hit me.

He's on his way in.

Unauthorized interface attempt.

Intruder alert.

Final warning.

Initiating virus program.

He's doubling himself.

Launching virus.

That's the double. Don't worry.

The only way is to hack your own brain.

Loop it.

Get ready.

Send it out.

Initiating download.

Happy birthday, Johnny.

Thank you, Mommy.

It's payback time.

Just garbage.

Get that out of here!

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