Sneakers Page #6
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1992
- 126 min
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Toy company, my ass. That's laser fencing.
There's high voltage on the perimeter.
The whole building says "go away".
It's Cosmo. I know it.
The toy company's a front.
Mother, get the directional.
Carl, get the video. Let's go.
- Second floor, northwest two.
- That's a bathroom.
Second floor, northwest three.
- That's an emergency exit.
- How do you know that?
I can hear the emergency
floodlight batteries recharging.
Hold it right there.
Crease, what's this mean?
"My voice is my passport. Verify me. "
Some sort of voiceprint ID.
I'll check it out.
- What am I listening to now, Mother?
- Third floor, southwest corner.
It's bursting with ultrasonic.
that powerful before.
Bish, someone is very serious
about keeping people out of that room.
Yeah.
There's the corner room...
...with the motion detectors
Whistler heard.
That's Cosmo's office. I saw the sensors.
They keep the lights on all night...
...so we must assume sensors are on, too.
It won't be easy getting in there.
Run this on ahead.
Let's figure out who works next door.
It's fascinating what $50 can get you
at the county recorder's office.
- What do you got?
- PlayTronics' corporate headquarters.
- The complete blueprints.
- Not bad.
- Not bad, Carl.
- Thanks.
Where'd you get the $50?
- I took it from Mother's wallet.
- Good.
No, Mom, today's not a good day
to come over.
Okay, what have we got here?
It's called a Man-Trap. I borrowed
this demo from the manufacturer.
It's a digital voice-recognition monitor
hooked up to an access booth.
NSA uses this to keep people out of
restricted areas at Fort Meade. Card?
- Now speak right into this box.
- Hi.
My name is Martin Bishop.
My voice is my passport. Verify me.
You can't pass through...
...unless your voiceprint matches
the one encoded on the card.
- So we need someone's card.
- And their voice.
- Can we beat this with tape?
- Has to be up close and personal.
Otherwise you'll be caught
in a steel-reinforced booth...
...while the guards
with the shotguns are called.
That's great.
I'm picking one up this afternoon.
That makes beating this look easy.
Hey, Bish, I think we've found our guy.
Okay, I've blown up the image a little.
Here's the room next to Cosmo's.
Now it's the end of the day.
Watch who comes out.
Let me zoom in on the front door.
A lady in a green skirt...
...and this guy with the cap.
Nobody comes out for another 18 minutes.
- So it's one of those two.
- Right.
Here's the next evening. Again...
...the office next to Cosmo's.
Lights go out.
The guy in the cap. Anybody else?
Nobody else comes out for 22 minutes.
That's who works next door.
We'll use his office to get into Cosmo's.
Can we get plates?
Let me see.
Zooming in.
Another bump. Enhancing.
There's your plate. 180 IQ.
Cute. All right, Carl, let's do this guy.
His name's Werner Brandes.
Single, 6'1", 174 pounds,
must wear glasses to drive...
...no outstanding tickets or warrants.
He leaves work
between 6:
00 and 7:00 every night......takes the same route home,
obeys the speed limit...
...comes to a complete stop at every stop
sign and signals when he changes lanes.
He's a very safe driver.
$750 limit on his Visa, pays his bills.
No bad debts, no bum checks.
No firearms. Member, International
Microchip Designers Association...
...and chairman of the social committee.
Great. The world's most boring human.
How the hell are we going to get
Oh, Mother.
Sorry, Liz. Standard procedure.
Trash from the guy's house.
And thank you for bringing it into mine.
Okay, let's see here.
Phone bill, no long distance.
Club Med brochure.
A ticket stub to a Barry Manilow concert.
Here it is. Here we go.
"Dear Compudater: Welcome to
the world of automated compatibility. "
- He's a computer dater.
- I love it. Let's get him a date.
What was the name of that gal we used
on the cereal company sneak last year?
Sandy Krieger? Forget it. Married a cop.
How about Barbara? Now, she was cute.
Yeah, but she'd never do it.
She regards this work as juvenile.
That's why she divorced me.
- Yeah, she's buff.
- Fellas.
Fellas, look at this man's trash.
He's not looking for buff.
It's the nicest garbage I've ever seen.
The man who folded this tube of Crest...
...is looking for someone meticulous,
refined, anal.
What?
Werner? Hi.
I'm Doris.
Hi.
Are you ready for the dim sum bar?
I'm not really in any hurry.
All right. I'll be right back.
So.
What an interesting name you have.
How exactly do you pronounce it?
This is what's in Cosmo's office.
The best motion sensor on the market.
Watch this.
It also responds to thermal differentials.
Does this have a happy ending?
We can wrap you in a full body suit
of neoprene, heat-resistant rubber...
...or raise the temperature
in Cosmo's office to 98.6 degrees...
...which is probably what we'll do.
The neoprene would suffocate you.
Either way, you've got a top speed of...
...two inches per second.
Any faster than that...
...and big guys with guns.
- You'll probably do fine.
- Since when am I the one...
This is the same answering machine
Janek used for his box.
That's what you'll be carrying
across the floor at two inches per second.
I got that for you because I figured
you'd just want to practice with it.
Remember to go real slow!
Slow.
You get all the fun stuff.
So, what about travel?
Where do you like to go?
Europe? Mexico?
I don't know.
I've never been out of the country.
I think they want us to leave.
Sit down, Werner.
Talk to me.
You know what?
I really love the sound of your voice.
Really?
I always thought it was kind of nasal
and pinched.
No, not at all. It's lovely.
And there's this one word.
I've always loved the sound of this word.
- Oh, no!
- No, what? What?
- You wouldn't. Never mind.
- I would. What? What, please?
All right.
I would really like to hear you
say the word...
..."passport".
Passport?
You know, you're right. We ought to leave.
Doris?
Would you like to have breakfast with me?
Sure, fine.
Shall I phone you or nudge you?
Check, please.
Hi. My name is Werner Brandes.
My voice is my passport.
Verify me. Thank you.
Is that the gardener?
I guess not.
May I use your john, please?
Listen, a few minutes ago,
a gardener came...
Skip it. I see him.
Okay, fellas, I'm outta here.
Carl, have a nice ride.
It's hot in here.
Maybe I'll just open this window a bit.
I'll join you as soon as I'm through
pounding these breasts.
Do you know,
the best thing about this meal...
...besides it's absolutely fabulous...
...is that it only has 400 calories.
- Oh, great.
- I'm concerned about what we eat.
- You are.
What would you say is the ideal diet?
I sort of eat on the run.
I'm really busy, so...
The ideal diet, don't laugh,
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