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You're right. It's a working relationship. Don't know what I was expecting.
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What!
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Teddy was killed last night.
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What're you what?
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It was a hate crime.
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Are you saying you think they had something to do with his death? Nelson said it was an airtight case.
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I don't know what I'm saying. Maybe maybe they hired those guys.
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I can't see Outpost putting its reputation in the hands of people like that.
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I don't know! I just know it was Teddy's code. All these ideas flying in from everywhere. You know how he says "Any kid working in his garage can put us out of business?" It's like they know what every kid's doing.
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They hack into people's programs?
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Nobody does work like this online. It's in your PC, or in a mainframe. Selfcontained. They'd have to be, like, watching people. Physically. Oh Jesus.
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It isn't a broadcast studio. It's a surveillance post or something. That's why they have the dishes on top.
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You're scaring me. I think we should just go.
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Go where? You can't get away from people like this.
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"Like this?" It's Gary you're talking about.
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You think I don't know that?
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Milo. Why would he
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How should I know? "Solving a problem," I guess. Or needing to control everything. I don't know. I've gotta get in there.
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Even if all this were true. There're 20 other buildings. All of them filled with computers and
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It's the only one with dishes on the roof. The studio's a front. That's why they keep postponing its opening. ...gotta get in there.
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Milo, you told me those DOJ Agents are all over the place. How could they hope to hide a surveillance post? And how can you get in there, anyway? With the cameras and the swipe cards
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I can't just walk away!
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You can't just walk in, either.
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They stop the construction work at six or seven. The parking lot's mostly clear by two or three in the morning. Even the early Geeks don't get there before five.
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Is it two? Or is it three? Have you ever really noticed?
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I know how to get in there. But you've gotta help me.
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...Whaddo I do?
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So you believe me?
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It's almost nine, I've been so worried! What did you see in there?
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Nothing.
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Nothing?
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It's what they said it is. An unfinished broadcast studio. You were right... I just drove to Seattle and back.
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...Why?
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Remember Lyle Barton?
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The Justice Department guy who came to the apartment when
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I remember.
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After I broke into 21 which was insane, thank God they didn't catch me! I just drove around. Trying to figure out what possessed me. You know what? I've been putting my own guilt on Gary.
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Guilt?
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If I'd stayed down there, maybe this wouldn't've happened.
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Poor baby. You know that's not true.
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That was different.
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...Different?
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Where were you? You know you can't keep anything from me.
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Okay, yeah. I did something naughty... There's this amazing Comix store in Seattle. To tell you the truth, I did it once or twice at Stanford. 'Guess I can't keep anything from you...
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Look at this.
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What?
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Why doesn't he ask us to his party. He's never even met you.
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He has thousands of employees, Milo
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It's for the Museum. He knows you're a painter. If anybody should be invited
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Milo
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I know you think I'm too attached to him, but still. I am close to Gary. And you're the most meaningful person in my life. I'm going back to the Comix place, why should I be killing myself.
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Milo, you
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Are you gonna tell me where you went?
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I went to see the Skywire model in Gary's office. You know. Just to hold it again.
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No. No. I sent an Email to somebody, just now. To tell her how I feel about you. You know I'm clueless, without you. You know I
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Just shut up?
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Great!
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Look at me! I'm gonna change.
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You look beautiful.
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Yeah? Give me a goodbye kiss.
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...What?
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I know you. You're gonna run back to work right after dinner. I want my kiss now.
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Milo?
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Don't we have any chopsticks?
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Oh, right. Hold on.
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Here we go.
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Great.
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...wanna savor this.
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It's gonna get cold.
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Right. Wait. A toast.
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You're just afraid to eat it.
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Is it over?
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They still have to give 'em refreshments laced with mindaltering drugs.
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You are a fanatic.
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'Gonna wait outside.
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Alice? You gotta make him do the startup with Teddy and me.
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"Make" him?
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You know what I mean.
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I'm just screwed.
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You know what he's like. He just wants to work on stuff that's cool.
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You don't wanna move, do you?
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I can paint anywhere.
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I can't help it. I feel like they'd do anything to keep their
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Anything? That's not even credible. If he wants to go up there? To check it out? I think you should encourage him. It's his life. But everybody's treating him like this valuable object. You're hurting your own case.
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You think so?
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You'll look like you consciously worked for the look.
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Good point. Excuse me, gentlemen.
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How can he lie like that? How can he pull that shit?
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What shit? Now where do we have reservations at? I mean I'm not really hungry, but I would like to have reservations somewhere.
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I don't believe it. He looks so...normal. He seems so... out of it. So...undangerous.
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I just don't see how someone, anyone, can appear that way and yet be involved in such total shit. How can you be so fucking, I don't know, cool about it?
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Some guys are just born cool, I guess.
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Hello, Halberstam. Nice tie. How the hell are you?
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I've been great. And you?
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How's the Ransom account going, Marcus?
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It's...it's...all right.
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Really? That's interesting. Not great?
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Oh well, you know.
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And how's Cecilia? She's a great girl.
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Oh yes. I'm very lucky.
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