Virtuosity Page #3

On four. Two, three, four.

Shut up!

Parker, what...?

Sh*t.

Love the suit.

- Police!|- Freeze!

One, two, three and...

Shut up!

One can sense a...final movement.

Let's begin.

Scream. Come on, scream!

Scream louder!

Louder!

I'm losing too much of myself!

I know you.

Parker Barnes!

Inmate Barnes|interrupting my conversation.

It's him!

That's okay. I've got another little tune|for my friends in crime-buster land.

The symphony of collision!

So, who's that with you, Parker?|Dr Madison Carter, I presume?

A LETAC consultant|on aberrant psychology?

F*** you!

I love this game!

I've been thinking, Parker. We have|so much in common psychologically.

Wouldn't you agree, Dr Carter?

We have such a history together.|We'd make a great team.

A dynamic duo.

Who else touched the world|with synthetic hands?

out of the real world and is now free?

Who else do you know|that's a multiple murderer...

...just like you?

Here we go!

Reach and hand me that crowd pleaser.

Jesus.

The only way to stop him|is to bust up his software module.

Hey, Parker!

- Ready?|- Yeah.

Come on down!

Now!

Out of here!

God, this guy is fun!

Could we at least advise Mr Barnes?

We'd prefer to have Sid 6.7 subdued|as opposed to terminated.

We'll destroy the prototype of|future humanoid nano-technology.

- Have they found the programmer yet?|- Lindenmeyer? Not yet.

You'd think the cops|could at least find him.

Lindenmeyer was your programmer,|Mr Wallace.

- I shot the guy 30-40 times.|- I don't care. Those are real people!

Control yourself|or you're back in the box.

I'm sorry. Shoot me.|I mean, granted...

This is not a game,|but Sid is still from the game.

I can't catch him|if I'm in the penitentiary.

Grimes is a part of Sid 6.7.|There's no doubt in my mind about that.

Last night Sid tried taunting me,|just like Grimes used to do. Look.

- We don't know if he's the dominant.|- I know.

That's how I know, because I know.

Maybe that's what|Sid wants you to think.

Push you over the edge,|make you slip up.

Sid didn't push me over the edge,|and I didn't slip up.

Take a look at this.

Sid from the Media Zone,|taken from their own recording.

He can't get enough of himself.|He's gonna want more of this.

More victims, bigger events,|more coverage. Just like Grimes.

Matthew Grimes was|a political terrorist.

His specialty was bombing|populated targets.

Any mass expression of democracy,

anywhere where a lot of people can die|and it can be recorded live!

This behaviour was never|part of his original programming.

Sid 6.7 isn't bound|by programming any more.

- What does that mean?|- In the real world...

he's free of any behavioural limits|he might've had in VR.

He's evolving...|My God, he's evolving!

Into what?

in LA, the Media Zone.

into a living hell.

as best as you can what happened.

in the flooding which...

A punk comes in with a gun.

shooting, bodies and blood...

Mayhem, murder and intimidation.

and he takes my purple suit.

An original, right.

Strips me down to my underwear.

Hejust started killing people.

like an orchestra.

like we were instruments.

and made me...

Don't f*** with me, man.

...tape it!

Why not?

here at the Olympic Auditorium,

ultimate fiighting championship!

- Play it one more time.|- Sure, ma'am.

Okay, freeze.

You like being in front of the camera,|don't you?

Like a child performing for a parent.

circuit camera is in lust.

the big screen for over a minute now.

- How far is the Olympic?|- Four blocks east.

- What's going on?|- Live execution!

live at the Olympic Auditorium!

Enough with the close-up, Mr De Mille!

We wanna return to the rumble!

has never seen anything like this!

They like you.

I like you, too.|I'm gonna make you famous, baby.

- What the f***'s your problem?|- What? Leave him alone!

No!

No!

Ringside, we have an accident!

Stop that guy!|Clear the ringside, please.

- Hey, Parker! This one's for you!|- Freeze!

I nailed him! I blew his hand off.

will handle this. Stay in your seats.

Hungry? Hungry? Lick.

have been indefiinitely postponed.

caused to the tunnel last month.

Hey, Parker!

Deja vu! How am I doing?|This ain't VR!

- Get out of the way!|- Flesh and blood!

- Don't do it, Parker!|- Help me!

Don't do it!

Don't do it, Parker, don't do it!

- Drop it! Freeze!|- He shot that woman!

- He's a cop!|- He did it in cold blood!

You go back to prison|until this is sorted out.

I had a shot, I missed.|I didn't shoot that woman.

Hey, Parker. This one's for you!

Grimes taunted me with that line.

Every time he killed, he'd say,|"This one's for you."

It was like he needed me.

- All right, move it!|- Hey, Billy, listen!

- Billy, listen.|- What do you want from me?

Somebody set me up.|I didn't kill that woman.

Believe me! You lock me up,|you'll never get him.

- I'm sorry.|- Don't lock me up!

Cochrane, I just checked|the woman's body.

She was shot from the back.|Parker couldn't have killed her.

How do you know|she was facing him?

I saw it happen.

Fifty witnesses say|Parker shot her dead!

- How do you explain it?|- Maybe she turned.

Maybe you weren't looking.|There was a lot going on.

Sid 6.7 is still out there.

You're locking up the one man|who may be able to stop him.

Hey, Parker! This one's for you!

To the majority of our viewers|you are known as a mass murderer.

To some you're considered|a political terrorist.

And yet to a surprisingly|large number of your supporters,

you're considered a hero.

In our so-called democracy|a handful of people own everything.

A whole lot of other folks|have got nothing.

- Help!|- Mummy!

Why have you chosen officer Barnes|as a target of your vengeance?

First of all, I did not choose Barnes,|he chose me.

Parker! We're here! Hurry!

- Parker! Help!|- Baby...

Time's running out!|Get us out, baby!

Would you mind saying|your signature phrase?

Parker...this one's for you.

- What was that?|- The sound of the end of futility.

Goddammit,|you're supposed to be dead!

Stay down!

Get off of me!

Hey, buddy. How's the wife and kid?

Still dead, huh?

That's reality for you.|No saving, no resetting.

You killed them, Barnesy.|Just like that b*tch on the train.

You got too greedy.|You leaped before you looked.

You reached your old arm|in there and...

Boom! Boom!

Come on.

I enjoyed killing your family,|but it doesn't mean we can't be friends.

Seeing you just brings Grimes...|oozing to the surface.

That's all.

Say thank you.

Oh, come on, Parker.|I'm giving you your freedom.

Short-lived though it may be.

There's a little known fact about the|locator implants for released inmates.

They contain a pinhead capsule|of neural toxin.

The tracking satellites can also trigger|the release of the toxin.

After transmission, the implant's host|dies within 30 seconds.

So, let's see... You've killed two guards|while escaping.

How long will it take to get|the termination implemented?

And who should you really|be going after, killer?

Them or me?

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