Max walks down the corridor, sweat beading off his forehead.
It’s loud and crammed with people shouting. Max checks each
room as he passes, searching for Spider.
Finally he reaches the main room. Spider looks over at him.
SPIDER
Ch god (mockingiy} someone call the POLICE. Jesus, that’s the last time I send you on a mission. Could you have fucked up any worse?
Max tries to walk right in. A BODYGUARD attempts to stop him.
Max effortlessly chokes him out and tosses him into the hall.
Max marches right up to Spider.
MAX
You néed to get me up there. Now.
SPIDER
Bullshit, Manuel said the data is fucked. No data...no ticket. Now get the fuck out, and go downstairs so they can take back my suit.
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Max slams all the money down on the table.
MAX
90. It’s all there.
Spider looks at the roll of cash.
SPIDER
Where did you get that?
MAX
Who gives a shit? Put the fuel in the jet. Let’s go!
SPIDER
We CAN‘T.
Max shakes his head, the words don’t register.
MAX
That's the right amount? That's a one way ticket. Fuck our other deal!
Spider picks up the cash and hands it back to Max.
SPIDER
THE. ..FLIGHT...SY¥YSTEM...IS JAMMED.
Max stares blankly at Spider, desperate.
MAX
I..-.I gotta get up there.
SPIDER
Join the club. I don’t mean to be blunt but you need to get the fuck out of here. I need to see if we have a hope in hell, which I personally don’t think we do, of EVER getting back online.
Max collapses forward, holding his head. He instinctively
feels the data port scars on his head, rubbing them, in total
frustration and anguish.
SPIDER (CONT'D)
What happened out there?
Max doesn’t seem to hear him.
SPIDER (CONT’D)
Answer me. How did you manage to get. everyone killed? And corrupt the data.
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MAX
Corrupt? CORRUPT1? They came looking For me because of this fucking data.
SPIDER
What?
MAX
Some kind of CCB hitman came after me. Said he was going to CUT OFF MY FUCKING HEAD. For data which according to you is apparently fucking useless. Explain that, genius.
Max starts hitting the side of his head.
MAX (CONT'D)
THIS! This! Stuff in my head. Codes, numbers, PROTOCOL, every time I think of it, I see it in my eyes, like a fucking nightmare!
Re forces his thumbs into his eyes, as if trying to stop a
migraine. Spider looks at him.
SPIDER
That's.... How can that be...?
Spider looks back at the monitors flashing NO FLY INITIATED.
He turns back toward Max, putting the pieces together.
SPIDER (CONT‘D}
We have to seé what’s in your head.
MAX
What?
SPIDER
E think we may have caused this.
Spider hobbies over to a computer console, grabs a long cable
and tries to plug it into Max's head. Max slaps it away.
SPIDER (CONT’D)
Listen, Max...if they are hunting you, don’t you want to know WHY?
Max considers. The words resonate. He lowers his hands.
Spider plugs in. He fires up a program and the computer scans
Max's head. Huge monitors display billions of lines of code.
SPIDER (CONT'D) Ne
My god...
MAX
What, what is it?
Spider is speechless. He turns to look at Max.
SPIDER
They will hunt you to the edge of the earth for this.
He slumps back in his chair, stunned by the discovery.
MAX
What is it?
SPIDER
We could make every human a citizen of Elysium. That code gives us the power to run their whole system.
Max looks down, holding the money he stole.
MAX
Humans could live there? Legally?
Medical? All of it?
SPIDER
Yeah. But I don’t give a shit about that, have a nice house, whatever. I care about the larger picture... WE CONTROL THEM.
MAX
How the fuck do we do that?
SPIDER i
Well...we fly up there, break into i
the central server and upload this
into it. This data lets us take
control of every single Biosphere
droid. They have no military, no
police, they only have these
droids. Which means, I control
them, I control Elysium. |
Max looks at him.
MAX
Break into the mainframe?
SPIDER fi)
Yes.
MAX
The one in Elysium? The most protected in the universe? {chuckles coldly) Lf you want to kill yourself, go right ahead. Don’t expect me to go.
Spider hobbles closer to Max.
SPIDER
Listen kid, I can appreciate that you don’t have the capacity to understand how important this is. BUT YOU HAVE TO TRY.
MAX
No. You’re the one who doesn't understand.
Max stands up aggressively.
MAX (CONT’D)
I den’'t give a shit about your suicide mission. I just need a ride up there. You‘re a taxi service to me. Get it? You're a fucking BUS.
Max throws the chair out of the way and starts leaving.
SPIDER
You selfish sonofabitch. You hold the key to flipping the whole system, and you don’t have the balls to man up and do it!
Max rips the door open to leave, we see Spider clumsily grab
a tiny stamp of technology off his desk.
SPIDER (CONT’D)
Hey! Don’t you leave! Where are you gonna go? Huh? Go curl up under a bridge somewhere? YOU NEED ME!
Spider tries to stop Max, his uncoordinated hands feverishly
clawing for a grip on Max‘’s chest. However, with a very fast
sleight of hand he sticks a tracking microchip on Max's HULC.
Max effortlessly pushes him back across the room, sending him
crashing into tables, computers. Max points to his own head.
MAX
If they want this thing so fucking ad?
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Then they will cut me a deal, ad
they'll give me WHAT I WANT. A
ticket up there.
SPIDER
Or WHAT?
Max leans down to the knocked-out guard, pulls a grenade off
his kevlar. He holds up the grenade and points to his head.
Or I'LL blow it up.
Max walks out, Spider yelis from the floor.
SPIDER
Come back here! You can't give that to them.
Spider desperately grabs for a walkie.
SPIDER {INTO WALKIE) (CONT‘D)
Step him!