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who I was.

Don't you work for him?

I was in another body.

Quayle Scott didn't know

he was talking

to Stuart Toffler.

H e thought he was

talking to Fisk.

So he knows Fisk.

Wait, wait, wait.

Quayle Scott hired Fisk

to kill his own father!

Finerman:

You won't get away with this.

Not today, not ever.

I'll wait here.

Mr. Scott,

there's a Joshua Lister

from Kinsey-Gebhart

to see you.

All right. Send him in.

Mr. Lister--

Where's Lister?

I'm Stuart Toffler.

I'm afraid

I don't understand.

I think you do.

Somebody stole my body,

and you know who it is.

Do you know

how ludicrous this sounds?

You have exactly

30 seconds

to get out of my office

before I call security.

That would be fine.

Because then I'll tell the cops

how you hired James Fisk

to murder your own father.

I really have no idea

what you're talking about.

At the press conference

in San Francisco,

you knew who I was

before we were even introduced.

You were shocked,

because you thought

I was Fisk.

Shocked?

Was I?

You see it's hard to prove

what I was thinking.

You want to risk it?

The Feds are already

looking your way.

Okay, I'm listening.

I don't care about you

or your father.

I don't care

about any of this.

I just want

my body back.

So just tell me

where Fisk is

and you'll never hear

from me again.

You want your body?

Turn around.

It's weird, huh, Stuie?

I was right.

Bully for you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No!

Don't shoot him here.

This is my office.

Come on, what am I supposed

to tell the cops?

You don't get it, do you?

The cops are looking

for Toffler.

For me.

A crazy body thief

breaks into your office.

H im.

We can just blast away

and get away Quayle Scott free.

I like it.

Go ahead.

Put it down.

Tell him to put it down.

Put-put the gun down.

Okay,

I'll put it down.

You're never going

to get away with this.

You're breaking

your arm, Toffler.

I don't feel a thing.

Security's on its way.

Shut up.

( thumping )

Oh my God.

You're coming with me.

I don't think so.

What are you going to do,

shot you?

H i.

Yes?

I think you shouldn't

go there.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

Mr. Scott.

Security!

Stuart, wake up.

Come on.

Security!

Come on.

And that's for dumping me.

H ere.

Don't take it personally.

It's my ass here, too.

I don't see him.

N ice ass.

H uh? No, he's not here.

H elp!

What are you doing?

- Please help me !

- Maddie !

Now.

I like that.

Let's go.

You were right

about Quayle and Fisk.

Yeah, but why does Quayle

still have Fisk hanging around?

Well, obviously killing Dad

was part one.

Why does Quayle Scott

want to kill me?

I only have

26 hours to live.

Don't flatter yourself.

It has to be

something corporate.

What's that supposed to mean?

Something corporate.

It's a power struggle.

You saw Finerman back there.

They hate each other.

Where can we

find this guy?

You want to see a polo match,

you go to the polo grounds.

Let's go.

( beeping )

H ey, buddy,

give me a hand with my luggage?

Thanks a lot,

I appreciate that.

H ello, we have to have

a word with our associate.

Excuse me--

H e's expecting us.

H i, Ross.

Who are you?

I'm Stuart Toffler

and you know Madeline Renard.

Mr. Finerman,

please don't do that.

Why?

You may be the only person

who can help us solve

Eisner Scott's murder.

What about Eisner?

We think we know

who killed him.

Quayle Scott.

H e hired a terrorist

named James Fisk to do it.

Look, he may be

a devious little sh*t,

but I can't believe

he'd kill his own father.

Anyway, what does it

matter to you?

Listen,

Fisk just tried to kill me

in Quayle's office.

Fisk has my body.

And if I don't get it back

by tomorrow, I'm dead.

Do you know of any reason

why he would want

his father out of the way?

No really,

unless it's

the Xchange deal.

You said you were going

to make Toffler disappear.

If he shows up

with that Renard b*tch,

there is no merger!

Quayle wants to buy Xchange.

H e thinks he can

force Congress to deregulate it.

Open Xchange

to the common man.

Make a fortune.

Just relax.

I never said

it was going to be easy.

But if it's worth doing,

it is worth the struggle.

So?

Well, Eisner thought

the technology was a time bomb.

God, that's the last

thing we wanted.

It took him years to unload

those damn theme parks.

You didn't seem to mind

the killing your old man part.

H uh?

Oh, I forgot, that was more than

just business,

that was oedipal.

Now look,

even if you're right,

the board is with me.

Not Quayle.

And they won't approve it

no matter what he does.

When is the next

board meeting?

Tomorrow at three.

The Malliot-Wilton.

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick...

Beautiful, huh?

Yeah.

It definitely belongs

in a museum, Rix.

All right,

you flip up the red cover

and it's armed--

Yeah, I know, okay, I know.

And then I flip the switch...

and no more board room.

Excuse me, sir,

you can't just come in--

I thought I told you

Walt Simons was handling this.

If you'd been

cooperative with me,

I wouldn't

have to do this.

This is bullshit.

Say hi to the Attorney General

for me, Miss De Waay.

Simons,

we've just been subpoenaed.

Tell me something good, fast.

Okay, I figured out

a way to track Toffler.

I'm listening.

logged on an uplink

to the satellite.

We should be able to start

tracking him in three hours.

Well, make it two

and you're off my sh*t list.

No wonder Fisk was able

to steal my body.

Quayle's in bed

with Xchange,

so they can do

whatever they want.

Obviously.

Would you like some wine?

Please.

You sure picked a bad time

to start floating.

Think they chose you

or a reason?

Wrong place, wrong time.

If you're a terrorist,

what better place to hide

than somebody else's body?

Especially yours.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

You know, I've never

asked you this,

how does it feel

to be in a G.E.F.'s body?

H ere.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Strange.

Self-conscious.

It's like...

you're wearing

a new hat.

It looks good,

it feels good,

but it's not you.

And then

you start thinking,

well, maybe

it's not the hat,

maybe there was never

any of you to begin with.

So you think Quayle's gonna

try to kill Finerman?

Well, if he's willing

to kill his father,

why would he stop there?

If we don't stop Fisk,

more innocent people

could die.

Wow.

You amaze me, Toffler.

You know, I thought I had you

all figured out,

and there you go and turn into

a human being on me.

Thanks, I think.

H ey, don't give up.

A corpie never gives up.

You know,

we really don't like

that expression.

And who's we?

We corpies.

No, I can't, I'm sorry.

I can't.

It's that body,

it's just, it's not you.

It's not really you.

I'm sorry.

Come here.

( ringing )

Voice:
H ello.

That's a nice voice simulizer,

Miss Renard.

Dickerson, FBI.

- How did you--

- Oh, come on, we're the Feds.

Caller encryption

doesn't work on us.

Listen, I'm kind of

busy right now.

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