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it will get rid of the

nightmares you've been having.

Your headaches will go away, too,

and the pain in the back of your neck.

How do you know

that I'm having nightmares?

We'll be in touch in Boise.

What will they do if

I don't turn on my pen?

Just remember who you are. You are

Morgan Sullivan. You are not Jack Thursby.

Wait!

Good morning, everyone. I'm Alex

Chen. I'll be your first speaker.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm

here to address the controversy

that's been raging around new techniques

in the preparation of process cheese.

Now at the risk of oversimplifying

the question facing the average

manufacturer of process cheese is this:

Given an increased consumer prejudice

against chemical additives,

how do we stem the tide away

from natural or organic based products

and instil in the cheese buyer.

I'm glad to hear that there were no

problems at the convention, Mr. Thursby.

I'll call down to the lab to make

sure the transmission went through.

Excellent work, Mr. Thursby.

Thank you.

Your transmission

came through perfectly,

just as clear as the last time.

I want you to take

another trip. Boise, Idaho.

Boise?

We scheduled a connecting flight

for you to board when you landed.

You won't have time to go home.

That's not a problem, is it?

No. No problem.

Room 1493, Mr. Thursby.

The convention room

will be open in an hour.

Thank you.

Mr. Thursby! One last thing:

the first letter from each word

is the phone number to call her.

Hello, Mr. Sullivan.

You dialled a special number that

can't be traced or monitored.

Now, listen carefully.

Take the service elevator at the end

of the hall down to the basement level.

You'll be clear for

the next five minutes.

Wait a minute, wait!

Keep moving.

Roll up your sleeve, please.

We don't have much time.

Are you insane? You're

not sticking that into me!

He has medical training, Mr. Sullivan.

I don't care if he's a

f***ing brain surgeon!

You're not gonna drug me.

We're undrugging you.

The shot will block out

the Digicorp narcotic.

What?

The chemical they're putting in

your bloodstream at every convention.

Do you normally drink something

inside the convention room?

Mineral water.

The drug is tasteless and

odourless. You wouldn't have known.

Did you take the pills I gave you?

Had the noises in your

head started to go away?

- And the recurring dreams?

- Jesus, what is this?

W-w-why didn't Digicorp check

my transmission in Omaha?

There was no transmission in Omaha.

Or in Buffalo. Or anywhere else.

Why do they send me

to these conventions?

- The conventions are charades.

- Charades?

You and the other convention guests

all work for Digicorp. You're all spies.

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