Chain Letter

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We are live on the scene

at the Carlson Police Department

with a shocking new development

in the teen murder spree.

A police detective investigating

these heinous crimes

has now gone missing.

Authorities have yet

to comment other than to say

parents need to stay close

to their teens

and keep them well guarded

till further notice.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- I brought you some coffee.

- Thanks.

We can be traced and tracked.

Did you get any sleep

last night?

- No, not much really.

- Uh-huh.

...no matter where you are

at any given point in time.

Even our soldiers

out in the battlefield.

Even our children on the playground.

- Turn it off.

- Can we trust them with it?

All right.

So what are you thinking?

I think she should come to the office.

Well, I'm willing to look at it.

I just don't--

- All right.

- All right.

Damn it!

Slow down!

Hang on a sec.

Stop!

No!

Life in the modern world

has a new anxiety these days.

Just as we've become dependent

on our computers,

they're now being stalked

by saboteurs.

The Federal Bureau

of Investigation can hear

everything you say even when

your cell phone's turned off.

We can 't control technology

because it is everywhere.

The Unabomber sent

a letter to the New York Times

claiming to be a member

of the Freedom Club.

They crashed

his computer with a virus

and used his own e-mail

to infect everyone

on his friends list.

Security experts fear

an all-out assault

on computer systems

around the globe.

They're scrambling

to come up with anti-virus--

I've had seven

different passwords,

and they got them all so far.

Victims of computer fraud

are wondering, why is this

all happening to me?

Now, I know you've heard that story

about the Special Ops soldiers

captured in the Middle East

and tortured because he had

a government-issued cell phone.

Here's an interesting new statistic.

Three-quarters of all cell phones

now come with global positioning.

The terrorists

were able to track his location

just because he had it on.

Special Ops soldier

infiltrates a terrorist camp,

gets captured all because

his cell phone was tapped?

The legislation has given

the government new powers

to eavesdrop on both domestic

and international--

- We're supposed to feel safe?

- I believe

in domestic terrorism

and I think I'm being watched.

As targets,

we're people who contribute

to the industrial technological system.

At the stroke of midnight,

January 1, 2000,

elevators may stop,

heat may vanish.

Y2K hackers are ready

to attack computers all over the place.

Stock markets around the world

may suffer some form of collapse.

What is the government

doing with all of this technology?

With all of this information?

Can we trust them with it?

Do we know that

it isn't being hacked and used

by outside forces,

possibly enemies,

people who want to kill us?

Hey.

Hey, b*tch.

So whatcha doing?

- Studying.

- What's that?

Shut up.

Just kidding.

God, you're such

the little Miss Perfect Student, Jessie.

Yeah, whatever.

So, did you get a chance

to ask Michael about me?

No.

Dude, I don't know

what to say to him.

I mean, we've all been friends forever,

and now suddenly you like him.

He wasn't exactly this hot

- in fourth grade, Jessie.

- Obviously.

Wait. What ever happened to that

Anthony dude that you met online?

Oh, my God. He turned out

to be a total perv.

I found out he was, like, 40 or something

when he was claiming to be 18.

- You've received chain mail.

- You should really be careful

of all the online dating stuff,

dude, seriously.

Okay, this guy, Ghetto Pirate,

just sent me a picture

of his you-know-what.

You attract the weirdest men.

Okay. Yeah, it's official.

I need to stop dating boys online.

Agreed. All right. I gotta go.

I'll call you tomorrow.

I love you, and I will see you

tomorrow at school, okay?

Okay. I love you.

? It makes the world go better?

? The different sides of you?

? And in the darkest weather?

That's grade school.

- No, he taught me.

- Johnny boy.

- Hello, Mikey.

- Man, what happened to you last night?

Oh, come on, man. You know how

my pops is with this football thing.

Hey, you hear about Kevin getting

that letter to Nebraska?

Yeah, I heard it about

a million f***ing times already.

Damn, man,

what's your problem, man?

Just relax, man, all right?

What's wrong with you, man?

My dad is all over me

about this football scholarship.

Relax. You know

you're good already.

Ooh.

What's up, Rach?

Adam dumped Heather last night.

Oh, nobody gives

a sh*t about that.

Yeah, what else is new?

They do that every week, right?

Whatever, boys.

Hey, Rachel,

what is your problem?

Why were you telling Mom

what I was doing last night?

Well, after you told Mom

about what happened to me,

I'll tell everybody, Neil.

Oh, but I don't

give a sh*t, okay?

I was jacking off, all right?

That's what I was doing.

That's really funny.

Yeah, f*** you, you jack off.

You know what?

The point is, Rachel,

come into my f***ing room again,

and I'm going to tell Mom

where you keep your box

of condoms, all right?

- F***.

- Jergens, Neil.

- What's wrong with him?

- Hi. I don't know.

- Hey, Michael.

- What's up, girl?

So, you ready

for the game, Johnny?

Of course I'm ready.

What's wrong with everyone? Jeez.

He's tripping today.

I'll holler at you guys

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