Strange Days Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 145 min
- 462 Views
Only silence. And blackness.
CUT TO:
INT. UNDERGROUND PARKING GARAGE
Lit by miles of fluorescent. Empty and echoing. Close on
Lenny. He has something on his head. Something that
looks like a mutated set of Walkman headphones, except
they have little gecko fingers that fit along the temples
and over the forehead. PLAYBACK "TRODES". Lenny whips
off the trodes, gasping as if he got gutpunched.
LENNY:
Goddamnit! You know I don't deal in
snuff. How many times I hafta tell
you?!
Lenny is with a guy everybody knows as "TICK", a pale-
skinned creature of the night in T-shirt and leather
jacket. Tick is a bottomfeeder in the techno-underground
of the near future.
TICK:
Don't have a f***ing coronary, Lenny.
LENNY:
Well you could've at least warned
me. You know I hate the zap... when
they die. It just brings down your
whole day. Jeez, Tick.
TICK:
Sorry.
LENNY NERO is low thirties. Handsome. Charming. And you
better check to see if you still have your ring after you
shake with him. He is wearing an expensive Italian
jacket, and what he thinks of as a "power tie." His Rolex
isn't real. His greasy hair is too long and curls around
his collar. He needs to shave. A little sleazy. But he
has energy, and heavy street smarts.
Lenny is sitting on the hood of his '97 BMW 1035i. Tick
is facing him, sitting in the back of his beat-to-sh*t
70's van. There are a lot of tapes and tech stuff piled
inside the van. Lenny has a Haliburton case open next to
him, like a drug dealer. In fact the whole setup looks
like a drug deal, but it's not. Though it is illegal.
The case holds Lenny's personal playback deck, his trodes,
and a rack of the little tapes in which he deals. They
are about the size of DAT tapes, and hold about 30 minutes
of sensory experience... everything a person sees, hears,
and feels... recorded directly from the cerebral cortex at
the moment it is happening.
LENNY:
How'd you get the tape? Why didn't
the cops put it in evidence?
TICK:
With all the blood I guess they
didn't see the rig. Guy had it
under a wig.
LENNY:
Yeah, but how'd it get to you?
TICK:
I got ways, Lenny, I got ways.
(off Lenny's impatient
look)
Okay, okay... I got a deal with some
a the paramedics. My guy pages me
and I pick it up at the morgue. So
whaddya think? This clip's gotta be
worth at least a grand. Right?
LENNY:
Tick. Not to dash your hopes, but I
don't deal this kind of product, you
know that. I'll give you four for
it, cause I've gotta cut off the
last bit. And my customers want
uncut.
TICK:
F*** that! The last part's the
best. You dry-dive six stories and
blammo! Jack right into the Big
Black.
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