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She is now downright icy.

MELISSA:

Get help, Stanley, get into a

program, get a therapist, get a

dog, but whatever you do, stay

away from my child.

STANLEY:

Your child? She's our child.

MELISSA:

She will never be your child.

You'll never have the kind of

money to match Larry's lawyers in

court. Forget Holly.

(CONTINUED)

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CLICK.

The PHONE GOES DEAD.

Stanley freaks, beats the receiver against the fridge,

again, and again. Then, he calmly hangs up the phone.

33 EXT. STANLEY'S TRAILER - DAY 33

Stanley walks down the steps of his trailer. Ginger sitson the hood of her car in all her estrogenic glory,

smoking and petting Stan's dog.

STANLEY:

What are you doing here?

Stanley's dog leans against her, happy.

Judas.

STANLEY:

(to dog, like"traitor")

GINGER:

Hello, Stanley.

She smiles at him. He smiles back, about ready to stickher in the trunk of her car.

STANLEY:

Look, I'm beginning to lose mysense of humor about -GINGER

Let's cut through the bullshit,

Stan. If you ever want to have achance in hell of getting yourdaughter back you'll shut up andlisten. Unless of course you wantto stay here in your pathetic,

loser life while she learns what

it's like to be a fluffer in one

of her new daddy's videos.

(CONTINUED)

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STANLEY:

Do me the courtesy of not

confusing your own childhood with

my daughter's.

GINGER:

Look at your situation, Stanley.

For twenty months you've been in

court six times, each time your

custody case has been thrown out.

Your situation doesn't look good,

sweetheart.

She blows smoke at him, thinking, then whips out her

trump card.

GINGER:

How much would it cost to retain

the best family lawyer in the

country and regain custody of your

daughter?

STANLEY:

All the way through the jury

trial?

GINGER:

Yeah.

STANLEY:

A lot.

She pulls out a large manila envelope. Opens it and

dumps the rubber-banded stacks of hundreds onto the

ground.

GINGER:

This should get you started.

Stanley just stares at the money. He looks up at Ginger.

GINGER:

Whattaya have to lose? Just meet

him. One time. That's it. You

don't like the setup, walk away.

STANLEY:

That's it?

GINGER:

That's it. And you keep the

money.

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She smokes, letting it all sink in. She puts out her

cigarette. They just stare at each other. She smiles.

FADE TO BLACK.

FADE IN:

34 INT. FBI INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT 34

Torvalds sits at a table in a room with a two-way mirror.

To his left, a three-piece suited Euroweasel (obviously

his LAWYER) nurses a steaming cup of coffee while

providing air cover from the two interrogating FBI

Agents.

The table is covered with empty coffee cups and cigarette

carcasses. Roberts eases quietly into the room in mid-

interrogation.

Torvalds says something in Finnish to his Lawyer.

AGENT #1

What did he say?

Torvalds again speaks to his Lawyer in Finnish.

AGENT #2

Your client is wanted on 24 counts

of electronic crimes in seven

different countries -

LAWYER:

Finland does not recognize these

allegations as crimes. Your

laws!-

AGENT #1

Do you see a Finnish flag hanging

on the wall, Ikea boy?

Torvalds speaks to his Lawyer.

AGENT #1

What did he say?

LAWYER:

He said Ikea is Swedish.

AGENT #1

He understands English?

The FBI Agent's head is now close to imploding.

(CONTINUED)

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ROBERTS:

Okay... Guys, why don't you give

me a few minutes here?

They turn to see Roberts smiling.

AGENT #2

Uh, sir...

ROBERTS:

It's okay. Just a couple of

minutes.

AGENT #1

Yessir.

AGENT #2

You've f***ed up now, Hamlet.

ROBERTS:

(never taking his

eyes off Torvalds)

And Michaels.

AGENT #2

Yessir.

ROBERTS:

Hamlet was a Dane.

AGENT #2

Adane?

ROBERTS:

Forget it.

Roberts sits down in a chair facing Torvalds. He stares

at him a moment, just smiling, then...

ROBERTS:

Why would the number one cracker

in the world risk life

imprisonment to enter the

continental U.S.?

LAWYER:

My client has repeatedly reserved

his right not answer any questions

at this time.

Torvalds looks at Roberts' badge and says something in

Finnish, the only recognizable word being "Roberts." The

attorney and Torvalds both laugh. Roberts looks at the

attorney.

(CONTINUED)

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LAWYER:

He told me to tell Mister Roberts

that he is quite fond of 'The

X-Files.'

Again they smile. Roberts looks at the lawyer's cup of

steaming coffee and with one finger pushes it over into

the lawyer's lap.

ROBERTS:

You need another cup of coffee -

LAWYER:

(jumping up in

great pain)

Goddammit!

Roberts grabs him by the collar and slams him into the

wall, then pushes him out the door with a kick in the

ass. He grabs the briefcase and tosses it out after him

and locks the door.

He turns on Torvalds, smacking him across the face. He

pushes him into the wall and holds his badge in front of

him.

ROBERTS:

Until a year ago I was head of the

largest task force on cyber-

criminals in the entire world.

But, I burned out. It happens. I

snapped. I shot a suspect in the

f***ing hand. Accident. Do you

know how hard it is to work a

keyboard with one hand?

TORVALDS:

Whatever you can do to me, he can

do worse. I'm already dead. The

only place I stand a chance is

back in my country. I have

friends there.

ROBERTS:

I tell you what, you tell me what

I want to know and I guarantee

you'll be on the next flight to

Finland. First class. Courtesy

of the U.S. Government.

Torvalds thinks quietly.

25.

35 INT. VIEWING ROOM - NIGHT 35

Two FBI agents (BAD AGENTS #1 & 2) watch theinterrogation through a two-way mirror. One of the

agents looks surprisingly like Gabriel's merc thatcarried the young blonde girl killed outside the bankearlier.

TORVALDS (V.O.)

(over speaker)

I'll tell you what I know.

The Agents look at each other. Bad Agent #1 dials hiscell phone.

BAD AGENT #1

(into his cell)

Yes, this is Assistant Director

Joy, would you find Agent Roberts.

It's important that I speak withhim as soon as possible. Thank

you.

INT. FBI INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT

Who is he?

ROBERTS:

36 EXT. PRAGUE NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 36

A yellow Lamborghini Diablo drives up. In SLOW MOTION

Gabriel steps out of the car, wind whipping his full-

length, black Gucci overcoat.

TORVALDS (V.O.)

He exists in a world beyond yourworld. What we only fantasize, hedoes. He lives a life where

nothing is beyond him.

37 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT 37

TORVALDS:

But it is all an act.

38 EXT. PRAGUE NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 38

Gabriel walks through the crowd as if a celebrity -(

CONTINUED)

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TORVALDS (V.O.)

For all his charisma and charm.

For all his wealth and expensive

toys.

-- exchanging kisses and the lingering of hands, as heslides through parting seas of beautiful people.

TORVALDS (V.O.)

Beneath it all he is a driven,

unflinching, calculating machine,

who takes what he wants, when he

wants, then disappears -CUT

TO:

39 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - ANGLE ON TORVALDS - NIGHT 39

TORVALDS:

-- It works like this.

40 EXT. EMPTY SKY - NIGHT 40

TORVALDS (V.O.)

I fly to where I am to meet him.

He sends one of his people to meet

me.

A BOEING 777 SCREAMS overhead. We TILT DOWN. Stanleyand Ginger walk out of LAX. A white LIMO IDLES directlyin front of them.

Stanley is wearing a black T-shirt which proclaims inlarge white letters across his chest, in true ScarletLetter fashion, "LOSER!"

TORVALDS (V.O.)

He tells me what he needs. I do

my job, I'm paid.

41 INT. PRAGUE - NIGHT 41

Upstairs on a lavish balcony Gabriel looks at the crowd.

PUSH INTO -CLOSEUP

- GABRIEL

smiling.

And I leave.

TORVALDS (V.O.)

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