Lawnmower Man 2: Beyond Cyberspace Page #5

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Datatronic Systems.

I am right with you, Doc...

there is our registered

wner. Platt.

I am accessing phone

listings, now.

We have forty three Platts.

See if you have a Cori Platt.

No Cori, but we have 3 C.

Platts. One is a PhD.

Trace, pull over.

Aren't we going to Dr.

Platt's apartment?

First we have to get tracker so

she can lead us to the chip.

It is locked.

- How are they going to do this?

- No problem. My brother can...

handle it. He is great at this

kind of stuff.

It is unlocked. Let's go shopping.

Well, the extra day I got

Greenspan to stay was useless...

that liberal idiot is on his way

back to Washington right now...

to recommend that they rescind

our license to go on line.

If we lose that license,

we aredead.

Accesing LAX Reservations file.

Passenger Robert Greenspan.

Flight three-seven-zero-one.

Access number three seven zero

one flight navigation computer.

Access denied.

Access granted.

Reset system. Auto pilot descent

from thirty thousand feet.

Warming. Altitude 15,000 feet.

Execute.

We have lost the instrument panel

Activate auto pilot.

Auto pilot activated.

Descent rate increasing.

Override auto pilot.

I can not!

Contact approach. Declare an

emergency.

Oh, my God!

Open top secret files.

Request data transcripts.

Jobe, Virtual Light.

You are awfully nosey,

aren't you, Guillermo?

Hi, you haven't forgotten me?

No for lack of trying.

How have you been?

Fine, Ben. What do you want?

I need to talk to you. About Jobe

- He's not what you think he is.

Neither were you.

He's very dangerous, Cori.

Hardly. And what makes you think

you can just show up here...

and entertain a conversation

with me?

- You have right to be angry

- I am not angry. I am leaving!

Let's go.

You look terrific. More beautiful

than I remember.

Has Jobe used up all the memory

in your system?

Every printed word, thought and

deed in human history...

couldn't begin to fill up the

type of memory we are using.

Because of my Chyron chip.

I heard you deserted that

project just like you did us.

I am sorry you lost

the patent.

I do not want pity, Cori.

I want the chip.

And you want me to help you

get it. Forget it.

You should know what Jobe

is up to.

Do not patronize me, Trace.

I'm not your student anymore.

He tried to kill me, Cori...

you musn't not let go him go

on line. Check his data file...

you'll be surprised of what

you find there.

- How are we doing?

- Cool. The tracker is working.

That's where we have to break

into to get the chip?

Do you have any ideas?

We could have Jade tap into the

County engineering and pull up...

the blue prints on that place.

That's good idea.

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