The Net (1998) s01e14 Episode Script
Lucy's Life
Folks, we'll be pulling into Island Falls, Maine in about 20 minutes home of the Maine Academy of Music and Performing Arts.
Want that? You know, sometimes I wonder if this is just a wild-goose chase.
I mean, why would my mom and dad even be with Lucy's parents? Well, I think that that picture is going to lead us to another one of us and then to your dad.
I mean, your parents with Lucy Delillo circa Copper Canyon and Lucy's parents died.
What, I mean, let's say that Mr.
Delillo did work with my dad.
It doesn't mean that Lucy knows where we can find him.
It doesn't mean I mean, she might not even know about Copper Canyon.
Though, I mean, she did pose this picture.
I mean, this is the only one that she wasn't in.
Everything in the web page is like: Lucy, Lucy, Lucy.
And then she puts this one on with my mom and dad.
Wow.
Look how young she looks there.
Well, I think that we have to make sure Lucy is one of us before we show our hand.
You know, and if she isn't aware of Copper Canyon Well, I think about how it's changed your life and I don't know Sometimes I wonder if I did the best thing telling you.
Yeah? Maybe it's better not to know.
- Come on, I'll give you a ride.
- Okay.
- Where the hell you going? - The dance studio.
Come on! Hi.
I'm sorry I'm late.
I knew you were coming.
I love what you've done with your hair.
- Thanks.
- Looks nice.
- Well, I've noodled your offer and - Yes? - I'm in.
Definitely.
- All right.
Well, everything is as we agreed.
The lawyer's addenda is included.
Baby, I'm going to make you a star.
My name is Angela Bennett.
I discovered a group of computer terrorists.
They erased my life.
They made me into a criminal.
I am not going to stop until I get my life back.
But if they did this to me, they could do this to you.
THE NET 1x14 "LUCY'S LIFE" Mr.
Brand wants you to know personally he loves your idea and can't wait to hear it.
Hold, please.
Brand New Productions.
Mr.
Brand's office.
And who's calling? Mr.
Brand's on another call.
He'll have to return.
What's your number? Thanks a lot.
Hi.
Sorry.
How about in two months? I'll pencil it in.
Thanks a bunch now.
Look, I want to make this deal, but you're asking the impossible.
Nobody's ever grabbed the gold ring playing it safe.
The girl's only a minor celebrity.
Okay? A million hits a day does not a TV show, mate.
No.
But I'm going to make her a star.
So if you want her now, I'm a reasonable man.
I'll give you another chance.
You can buy my show now.
What show? There is no show.
There is no show until I get the studio to give you the money to make the show.
That's not gonna happen 'cause you got a problem.
- Know what your problem is? - My problem? Reality.
All right? Your idea, it's not like Cops where you know, it's taped live chasing down some crack heads some guy just whacked his wife.
You've got reality that's, you know It's reality.
It's boring, everyday crap.
So what? So I can see a girl get in the shower once a day.
Big deal.
Someone relieves themselves.
That's not interesting.
Who wants to watch that? The price of my show just doubled.
What are you talking about? There is no show.
Tripled.
What kind of way is this to do business? Babe, I'll expect to hear from you.
Hi, Brand New Productions.
Thank you for calling us back.
We'll recognise her from her art project on the web.
Are you sure you don't wanna take my place? What will I do in art school? I'm all numbers and patterns.
That's what I do.
You, on the other hand, abstract ideas.
The left side of the brain you can depend on.
I wouldn't consider my computer graphic skills exactly artistic.
Come on.
Maybe even better than your data chasing talents.
What a brain.
You got a perfect set of lobes, and I don't mean just these.
- How does your nana put up with you? - Everybody loves a scoundrel.
I am so sorry.
Your first day and already we leave you waiting here like this.
I'm the dorm prefect Lucy Delillo.
Hi.
- Hi.
- And this is Dain our exchange student.
- Hi, I'm Angela.
- Dain.
I can't stay.
The Art Department has assigned me a space for my show.
It sucks.
It's my fault that we're late.
And he can't hang.
I got held up.
Somebody pulled a gun on you? Your boyfriend? No, he's my younger brother.
Oh, that's so sweet.
And you're helping her move in.
- I just adore siblings that get along.
- I gotta go think, all right? Later.
Don't touch anything on my side of the room.
But make yourself at home.
Well, as you know, you'll be rooming with Dain.
And the two of you, my roommate and I share a common bathroom.
You'll meet Belinda later.
She is a freak extraordinaire.
Now, you know from the literature I've sent you that there are cameras recording my life.
Well, the thing is, I've added one to the bathroom.
In the bathroom? Well, if you want, you can use the bathroom in the theatre dressing rooms.
They never run out of hot water and it's not that far away.
Okay, well I mean, you know, I told you that I'm kind of shy and I like to keep a low profile.
But I know what I'm getting into.
I know.
As long as the theatre bathrooms aren't haunted.
Well, anyway, here's the contract.
- I'll get it back from you tonight.
- Okay.
And here is your dorm packet.
The key is inside and, really, I'm so sorry that you had to wait.
- I'll see you later.
Okay? - Okay.
The idea, Mr.
Trelawney, you can't kill it if it's a good one.
- People always try.
- Especially if it is a good one, sir.
Tell me yours.
I ran across this and posted it on the Net.
Bennett.
In what I think is a very unusual way through a young woman I made contact with named Lucy Delillo.
Our most recent deep search on Bennett popped up Lucy's parents, first time.
Lucy's mother seated looking out at us her father making goo-goo eyes at Angela's mother.
Bennett with Copper Canyon fresh in the trader's mind the impulse to hide his face still there.
Once he broke away from us, he knew we'd never stop looking for him.
So you think posting this on the Net can catch him or his daughter? Angela.
Quite probably.
Put her in FBI hands.
And once she begins to trust them, she'll disclose her father's location.
If she knows it.
Our bureau's source assures me the intelligence as they get it, sir.
I figured a way to translate the trap into $10 million cash, untraceable.
Lucy wants to be a star.
Right now, she's a semi-notable on the Net.
Her website, a first of its kind, for curiosity but a blip in the celebrity marketplace.
Now I've singled out a tinseltown exec, last month's flavour third generation, never had to struggle with anything but his next thought.
So he needs a deal.
And Lucy will be it.
It would be good for you if this worked out.
I wouldn't necessarily want to include you in any of the changes that I'm making.
You've always been more than just head of security, Trelawney.
At least in your own mind.
Maybe I'm beginning to see that, too.
I'll consider that a compliment, sir.
By the way, tell me how is the chairman's rehab progressing? Getting better every day.
Now how do you plan to assemble the $10 mil? Well, I wish I could help you carry this stuff all the way inside.
So the whole world could see us together.
A sorcerer always hides his shadows.
So, you ready to plunge into Lucy's life? At least she's got one.
Okay.
Oh, you look great.
See you later.
- Got all that? - Yeah, I got it.
- Got the door? - Get over here.
Thank you.
Bye.
Make sure you log all those transmissions accurately.
Yes.
Don't overlook that.
So do you have any pictures of your parents? Well, yeah, I thought you wanted pictures of me.
Well, I wanna do a graphic thing, you know, like your whole life.
How often do you get the opportunity to do a bio on somebody when they're doing something for the first time, while they're doing it? Right.
It's like I'm commenting on my life while I'm commenting on my life.
- Right.
- I've got to pee.
How do you do that? I can't imagine just doing everything in front of the cameras.
Are you kidding? I once did it standing like a guy just so they could see.
I mean, why should they have the monopoly on standing erect in any capacity for that matter.
That's our sweet little Belinda.
You can see why I picked her as a roommate.
She works very well on camera.
Yeah, you know, I was interested in your parents because, you know, it would add to the story like in contrast: then to now.
Okay.
I'm sure there's some in here somewhere from when I was a kid.
Well, there was that one on the site, you know, it was on for a while.
Of my parents? Yeah, New Year's Eve, 1968.
Oh, I remember that one.
Yeah.
So why were you posting that one? I mean, you weren't in it.
No reason.
Well, there must've been something special.
I mean, there must've been something.
Well, my father My mother, she was happy then.
I mean, not that she wasn't generally happy I just remember her telling me that she was really happy around then.
When she died, I don't think either of them were.
Sometimes I wonder do I need all this attention because I lost them? Well.
Here, knock yourself out.
- Hey, you.
- Hey.
- What is this? - Genius, maybe.
He's been at it for, like, four hours.
He stops every once in a while and rests for like 15 or so.
- How about a doughnut? - I'd love one.
So did you find a motel? - Marlon's gonna let me stay at his place.
- Who's Marlon? Are you guys going to talk some grey matter? To the wee ones, cool cat.
- Two doughnuts, please.
- Yes.
You know, he's got this whole MIDI thing set up.
He plays music non-stop except for a few winks, like, every six or seven hours.
- How'd you do? - Bust.
If Lucy knows anything about Copper Canyon, she's not letting it on.
And there were no more pictures of my parents.
So, you see, the essence of what you're doing and what we're imagining together can be upped, taken to the next level.
What we're suggesting is raising the level of reality.
Right.
Right.
- Past the surreal and into the meta-real.
- Precisely.
- Well - Yeah? Sounds like an idea.
All right.
You're sure? Because I do not want to spoil your vision, my dear.
Well, if it's going to make me a star.
What about the roommate? Oh, Belinda? Don't worry about her.
She never sleeps in the dorm.
She has more lovers than piercings.
Artists.
Artists.
This is some empty space.
What? Nothing but possibility.
- And what do you know about it? - Possibility? About the space.
- Don't you feel it? - What? Anarchy at your fingertips.
Disgust with bourgeois values and anything organised.
The blue guitar.
Rebellion against everything a priori, affirming opposites being for anyone who is against me.
Critical paranoia a truth when I find it.
Futurism in a whole lot of And any other kind of gyratory transformation I'm lucky enough to collide with in this empty space.
That was neat.
- So you're like an artist also? - Also? And just what's that supposed to mean exactly? It means that somebody should revoke your artistic licence, I'artiste.
- You know what? You should get out.
- I will.
I will, but you remember - wherever you go- - Get out! The Net is Dada.
Lucy and Angela are both included in our Copper Canyon family.
We've matched contours.
It's Angela.
Shall I pay her a visit? No, just Lucy.
I'll be there.
Kidnapping is a federal crime.
Someone's gotta take the blame, which is why she's there.
You just get Lucy.
AII I want to do is make the show more exciting.
I'm going to get my camera.
I'll meet you guys there.
- Don't start without me.
- You got it.
Who you bringing? Yeah, you want to take Well, let's stop at my place first.
Yeah, okay.
Great.
Let's make this look real.
Okay.
Okay.
But you don't have to really hurt me.
Welcome to show business.
Oh, my God.
Angela.
Angela, help me.
Belinda? Oh, my God.
Come here.
- What happened? - They took Lucy.
We're here live at the Maine Academy of Music and Performing Arts.
First on the scene where last night campus coed Lucy Delillo was taken.
All of it captured live on camera.
The whereabouts of Lucy Delillo remain a mystery.
What is no mystery, Brian is that the world's first live on-camera kidnapping has occurred on the Net.
The presence of absence.
We're thinking of her, and we're talking of her and yet she's not here.
Maybe you misunderstood me.
I asked you if you knew where your roommate was.
I can see that she's not here.
- But do you appreciate that she's not here? - I have a shooting, a kidnap.
And your roommate hasn't been seen since it happened.
I wonder if you can appreciate that.
And if you can't find it in your heart to speak English I have a friend down at INS who would just love to have a look at your student visa.
My roommate is a cyber artist.
Check the design school.
That's where all the hot-rod computers are.
So you're an art student.
What else? Well, you could draw me a picture of her.
I'm an artist.
I don't draw.
Okay.
Connecting to the dorm room activating the AV to my computer.
They brought the feds down on us.
You had to call 911.
You saved Belinda's life.
Stupid.
Poor Lucy.
Well, the price of fame just went through the roof.
The world's first Internet ransom.
- Woman continues to break new ground.
- This isn't funny, Jacob.
But people are funny.
Whoever snatched Lucy is going to make that $10 mil before you can say sesquicentennial.
I checked her database.
She's getting more than two million hits a day now.
Free Lucy, credit cards accepted.
Unbelievable.
Yeah.
Altogether an artful idea.
And the kidnappers hid those pathways so deep that it's going to take months to find that money.
And by that time it'll be long gone.
Look at her.
So sad.
Just so much trauma.
Who kidnapped you and why? I know it's tough, but it's just a picture.
Remember that.
Yeah, of a kidnapped woman.
What are you getting at? Well, maybe this arts and crafts place is getting to me, but AII I'm saying is just don't let your emotions carry you away.
Don't put words in that picture.
We don't know how they're treating her.
So who was that kidnapper? Look at this.
The mask is so tight, you can almost see his face.
You know, "almost" only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
No, look, Jacob, the hallway camera.
You get two views of the guy, right? Full face.
There look.
Look.
He turns and then you get the other side.
It's two angles, Jacob.
Stereo.
You know what? I'll shoot these images into the design centre computers.
Fold in some JPL software, graphic imaging programmes.
See if we can't reconstruct that face.
- You shot my friend.
- Life throws screw balls, Lucy.
Although I must admit Mr.
Hearney has a tendency for the infield fly.
I'm sorry.
Please sit down.
Look, you should know that your friend is recovering very nicely at her parents' home.
And you are about to lead us into the next era of televised entertainment.
The image, the non-specific emotional statement.
Just as Lucy's Life will change what we think about television forever.
I recognise that name.
This is Mr.
White.
We represent his interests.
We? You, me, Lucy's Life.
Well then, Mr.
White, maybe you can answer a question for me.
Questions are good provided you already know the answers.
What is this about the show being scripted? You can't script it.
It's my life.
It is your life.
But nobody really cares.
They're just not buying it, Lucy.
Stardom has a price.
Every price is different.
- You're missing the point.
- The point is that you'll do what I tell you.
You'll say what I think.
And you'll smile and you'll sell it.
Then you can count me the hell out of your TV show.
I don't need you people.
I've got my web page.
Lucy.
Lucy, your thesis: simple straightforward voyeurism.
- Hey, now wait a second.
- Hear me out.
Look you're not afraid to look ugly.
Good for you.
You do crosswords on the john, good for you.
You curl your toes during sex, even better for you.
My fans are intimate with me in a way you'll never understand.
Well, see, there you go.
But my loss.
Now, the way I see it, I'm no art critic.
But it just seems to me that what you do is provide an illusion.
Here, looks like intimacy and feels like intimacy.
this much is clear.
Lucy Delillo- It's as deep as they make it.
You're not their friend, or you wouldn't be here.
Hey, it's a stunt.
- I'm giving the money back.
- I don't think so.
I'm told we have over $8 million and counting.
You're a co-conspirator in a federal crime.
Now you've learnt a valuable concept.
- What concept? - Reality.
We manufacture it.
Instead of an obscure curiosity on the Internet you'll be a world-class celebrity.
We're here live at the Maine Academy of Music and Performing Arts.
First on the scene where last night campus coed Lucy Delillo was taken.
That's all for me? It's my gift.
Now let's discuss what you have for me.
Okay, now I'm going to remove the texture and the colour coefficients.
Slip away the mask.
Oh, my God.
The Praetorians.
I hate those guys.
You know, we got a high visibility case like this.
If I send these images to the FBI they're gonna go crazy looking for this guy.
Especially if they think he's working with Liz Marx.
You know, I'm feeling artistic.
This came in my cubby.
It's for you.
And you opened it? It came in my cubby.
There was a note inside that said it was for you.
I got to go.
I know what I'm doing with my space.
Alex, Marion.
I just got a possible ID on the kidnapper.
No, just came in.
Anonymous.
Yeah, I'll send the envelope right over.
The fingerprints? Really? Liz Marx? Well, it all fits.
Yeah, the room right next door.
So maybe we have her and the accomplice.
Shawn, I've been developing what you said.
Well, if you mean thinking, that's always a good sign.
I want you to smack me.
I don't look kidnapped.
Emotional content, credibility, you know.
I want to feel- Happy? - It'll have to do.
- Yeah.
- I will be in touch.
- I know.
Getting a ride shouldn't be a problem.
Right now, that face is getting very popular on the Internet.
The absence of presence.
- She's here but she has no substance.
- But you've seen her, right? Do you know what she told the FBI? They brought her in late last night.
They woke me up.
You know, that whole webcam idea, we thought of that in my room.
One more question.
Look at this.
What's wrong with this picture? There's something, but I can't put my finger on it.
She's acting like nothing happened.
Yesterday you were crying about how sad she looked.
Now she's faking it? I don't know.
It's just a feeling.
So did you manage to get everything that we need? Yeah, I located some Japanese sets stolen in Panama City transshipped to Helsinki for resale in the Ukraine.
Picking them up at the airport plus time to get on site.
That's three hours.
Plus another four to hook it up.
Rig the power and the com link.
Well, Marlon's not gonna be back until tomorrow so that gives me plenty of time.
And I'll send the anonymous tip as soon as you're ready.
Are you sure you're going to be okay out there by yourself? You went into the dorm by yourself.
It's the least I could do.
- What's going on in her head do you think? - Nothing.
Well, what's it look like? She took a shower.
She's gonna go to bed.
A picture's worth a thousand words but which ones? It's a good likeness of you and that's not good.
It's Angela Bennett who's doing this.
I wanted to visit her first, but you stopped me.
How does it look, though? So you panicked.
And that is what Mr.
White will conclude.
Trust me.
I have the right to explain myself to him personally.
First find out where the hell she is, Mr.
Hearney.
Right away.
What the- - Is it time? - "Is it time?" Such a difficult concept, you know? What's time for you, might be half-time for me.
What's time for the goose, might be no time for the gander.
Jacob! Quit acting like Dain.
- So serious.
- I sent the FBI to your location.
- Are you ready? - I can't wait till they meet the Praetorians.
Yes, I'm ready.
Okay.
Then here we go.
Just do what you always do and follow procedure.
I'm here.
- Just waiting to catch Angela.
- Hold on.
We've picked up FBI activity.
A sighting.
Liz Marx.
They're moving on it.
You should be getting the coordinates right now.
Yes.
I'll follow the GPS.
The FBI will be slow to react.
You be faster.
I'll be waiting for news.
So you decided to come after all.
Oh, don't be jumpy.
I'm not armed.
See, no arms.
Hi, again.
You know, that gun is going to get you into a lot of trouble.
The FBI is going to run ballistics on it and then they're going to know that you were the guy from Lucy's kidnap, my accomplice.
The FBI won't be here for hours.
You've got to look at this from several points of view.
I'm not real.
- I'm in your mind.
- Come out and talk.
- Where are you? - I have a question.
You asking questions? What next? You giving orders? Why not? Take a look at your chest, big boy.
A heart shot? No, maybe just a tap to the head.
Can you feel that right there? Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
- What's your question? - Tell me my name.
Angela Bennett, not that anyone believes it.
Thank you.
It means a lot to me.
FBI! Drop your weapons! Open it up.
Freeze! FBI! Put down your weapon! Put down your weapon! Get down on the ground.
Put your hands behind your head.
Move in.
Come on.
Let's go.
How could he be in federal custody and still be alive? The man knows too much about our operations.
He knew what we wanted him to know.
No more, no less.
If this hurts me, Trelawney I won't forget that he's your man.
They're transferring him to a safe house this afternoon, sir.
I'll arrange a salvage operation.
No, you postponed last time.
Yes, at the Ivy.
You postponed.
Mr.
Brand is postponing this time.
Next week looks good.
I'll pencil it in.
Thanks.
Bye-bye.
- Here you go.
Just have a seat.
- Thanks.
So next weekend, bunch of us get together on the desert, race our Humvees.
The family car for the new century.
There's talent for the show.
So aren't you glad you came around? Hey, who owns a piece of talent, not me? How could I say no? You won.
But, hey, we got a two-season order.
Right, anyway, I got casting.
- You'll find your way out? - I always have before.
There you go.
Trelawney.
You ran a salvage operation against me.
- Great.
My hero.
Where are you? - Following your footsteps.
I'm flattered.
And at some point, at some unsuspecting moment when your mind is somewhere else altogether, I'll blow your brains out.
Reality, what a concept.
Mind if I sit? The FBI is looking for you and I cannot help you with your cause or whatever so please do not hurt me, okay? I'm not going to hurt you.
I'm not a terrorist.
My name is not Liz Marx even though you saw an FBI picture of me and you'll probably never believe otherwise.
I'm not.
Okay? I am the person who sent you the e-mail, though.
That was you? That was you who accused me of faking my Kidnap? Yeah.
- That was too cruel.
- Really? I wonder.
Trelawney gives his regards.
These people who you are involved with, Lucy, I know them.
Don't trust them.
No matter what they tell you or what they promise you do not believe them.
I'm not saying that I did anything wrong.
But even if I did, why do you care? Because I don't want you to get hurt.
Yeah.
But why? We have a history.
This is my mom and my dad.
It is, with my folks? Yeah.
Is there anything that you can tell me about this picture anything about the event, anything that happened? Do you want the truth? Oh, yeah, of course, I do.
They were sleeping together.
Well, of course, they were.
I don't think I'd be here.
No, I mean my mom and your dad.
My dad? And my mom, you know, an affair? - Oh, no.
That's impossible.
- Why? How could he? My mom told me about it years after it happened.
I guess she got over it.
Anyway, that's what she said.
Well, I guess we can never be sure.
That's it? I mean I just was expecting something else, something more satisfying.
They never mentioned Copper Canyon? No, my parents never liked camping.
No.
Of course they didn't.
- Why would you put this on the Internet? - Trelawney asked me to.
Want that? You know, sometimes I wonder if this is just a wild-goose chase.
I mean, why would my mom and dad even be with Lucy's parents? Well, I think that that picture is going to lead us to another one of us and then to your dad.
I mean, your parents with Lucy Delillo circa Copper Canyon and Lucy's parents died.
What, I mean, let's say that Mr.
Delillo did work with my dad.
It doesn't mean that Lucy knows where we can find him.
It doesn't mean I mean, she might not even know about Copper Canyon.
Though, I mean, she did pose this picture.
I mean, this is the only one that she wasn't in.
Everything in the web page is like: Lucy, Lucy, Lucy.
And then she puts this one on with my mom and dad.
Wow.
Look how young she looks there.
Well, I think that we have to make sure Lucy is one of us before we show our hand.
You know, and if she isn't aware of Copper Canyon Well, I think about how it's changed your life and I don't know Sometimes I wonder if I did the best thing telling you.
Yeah? Maybe it's better not to know.
- Come on, I'll give you a ride.
- Okay.
- Where the hell you going? - The dance studio.
Come on! Hi.
I'm sorry I'm late.
I knew you were coming.
I love what you've done with your hair.
- Thanks.
- Looks nice.
- Well, I've noodled your offer and - Yes? - I'm in.
Definitely.
- All right.
Well, everything is as we agreed.
The lawyer's addenda is included.
Baby, I'm going to make you a star.
My name is Angela Bennett.
I discovered a group of computer terrorists.
They erased my life.
They made me into a criminal.
I am not going to stop until I get my life back.
But if they did this to me, they could do this to you.
THE NET 1x14 "LUCY'S LIFE" Mr.
Brand wants you to know personally he loves your idea and can't wait to hear it.
Hold, please.
Brand New Productions.
Mr.
Brand's office.
And who's calling? Mr.
Brand's on another call.
He'll have to return.
What's your number? Thanks a lot.
Hi.
Sorry.
How about in two months? I'll pencil it in.
Thanks a bunch now.
Look, I want to make this deal, but you're asking the impossible.
Nobody's ever grabbed the gold ring playing it safe.
The girl's only a minor celebrity.
Okay? A million hits a day does not a TV show, mate.
No.
But I'm going to make her a star.
So if you want her now, I'm a reasonable man.
I'll give you another chance.
You can buy my show now.
What show? There is no show.
There is no show until I get the studio to give you the money to make the show.
That's not gonna happen 'cause you got a problem.
- Know what your problem is? - My problem? Reality.
All right? Your idea, it's not like Cops where you know, it's taped live chasing down some crack heads some guy just whacked his wife.
You've got reality that's, you know It's reality.
It's boring, everyday crap.
So what? So I can see a girl get in the shower once a day.
Big deal.
Someone relieves themselves.
That's not interesting.
Who wants to watch that? The price of my show just doubled.
What are you talking about? There is no show.
Tripled.
What kind of way is this to do business? Babe, I'll expect to hear from you.
Hi, Brand New Productions.
Thank you for calling us back.
We'll recognise her from her art project on the web.
Are you sure you don't wanna take my place? What will I do in art school? I'm all numbers and patterns.
That's what I do.
You, on the other hand, abstract ideas.
The left side of the brain you can depend on.
I wouldn't consider my computer graphic skills exactly artistic.
Come on.
Maybe even better than your data chasing talents.
What a brain.
You got a perfect set of lobes, and I don't mean just these.
- How does your nana put up with you? - Everybody loves a scoundrel.
I am so sorry.
Your first day and already we leave you waiting here like this.
I'm the dorm prefect Lucy Delillo.
Hi.
- Hi.
- And this is Dain our exchange student.
- Hi, I'm Angela.
- Dain.
I can't stay.
The Art Department has assigned me a space for my show.
It sucks.
It's my fault that we're late.
And he can't hang.
I got held up.
Somebody pulled a gun on you? Your boyfriend? No, he's my younger brother.
Oh, that's so sweet.
And you're helping her move in.
- I just adore siblings that get along.
- I gotta go think, all right? Later.
Don't touch anything on my side of the room.
But make yourself at home.
Well, as you know, you'll be rooming with Dain.
And the two of you, my roommate and I share a common bathroom.
You'll meet Belinda later.
She is a freak extraordinaire.
Now, you know from the literature I've sent you that there are cameras recording my life.
Well, the thing is, I've added one to the bathroom.
In the bathroom? Well, if you want, you can use the bathroom in the theatre dressing rooms.
They never run out of hot water and it's not that far away.
Okay, well I mean, you know, I told you that I'm kind of shy and I like to keep a low profile.
But I know what I'm getting into.
I know.
As long as the theatre bathrooms aren't haunted.
Well, anyway, here's the contract.
- I'll get it back from you tonight.
- Okay.
And here is your dorm packet.
The key is inside and, really, I'm so sorry that you had to wait.
- I'll see you later.
Okay? - Okay.
The idea, Mr.
Trelawney, you can't kill it if it's a good one.
- People always try.
- Especially if it is a good one, sir.
Tell me yours.
I ran across this and posted it on the Net.
Bennett.
In what I think is a very unusual way through a young woman I made contact with named Lucy Delillo.
Our most recent deep search on Bennett popped up Lucy's parents, first time.
Lucy's mother seated looking out at us her father making goo-goo eyes at Angela's mother.
Bennett with Copper Canyon fresh in the trader's mind the impulse to hide his face still there.
Once he broke away from us, he knew we'd never stop looking for him.
So you think posting this on the Net can catch him or his daughter? Angela.
Quite probably.
Put her in FBI hands.
And once she begins to trust them, she'll disclose her father's location.
If she knows it.
Our bureau's source assures me the intelligence as they get it, sir.
I figured a way to translate the trap into $10 million cash, untraceable.
Lucy wants to be a star.
Right now, she's a semi-notable on the Net.
Her website, a first of its kind, for curiosity but a blip in the celebrity marketplace.
Now I've singled out a tinseltown exec, last month's flavour third generation, never had to struggle with anything but his next thought.
So he needs a deal.
And Lucy will be it.
It would be good for you if this worked out.
I wouldn't necessarily want to include you in any of the changes that I'm making.
You've always been more than just head of security, Trelawney.
At least in your own mind.
Maybe I'm beginning to see that, too.
I'll consider that a compliment, sir.
By the way, tell me how is the chairman's rehab progressing? Getting better every day.
Now how do you plan to assemble the $10 mil? Well, I wish I could help you carry this stuff all the way inside.
So the whole world could see us together.
A sorcerer always hides his shadows.
So, you ready to plunge into Lucy's life? At least she's got one.
Okay.
Oh, you look great.
See you later.
- Got all that? - Yeah, I got it.
- Got the door? - Get over here.
Thank you.
Bye.
Make sure you log all those transmissions accurately.
Yes.
Don't overlook that.
So do you have any pictures of your parents? Well, yeah, I thought you wanted pictures of me.
Well, I wanna do a graphic thing, you know, like your whole life.
How often do you get the opportunity to do a bio on somebody when they're doing something for the first time, while they're doing it? Right.
It's like I'm commenting on my life while I'm commenting on my life.
- Right.
- I've got to pee.
How do you do that? I can't imagine just doing everything in front of the cameras.
Are you kidding? I once did it standing like a guy just so they could see.
I mean, why should they have the monopoly on standing erect in any capacity for that matter.
That's our sweet little Belinda.
You can see why I picked her as a roommate.
She works very well on camera.
Yeah, you know, I was interested in your parents because, you know, it would add to the story like in contrast: then to now.
Okay.
I'm sure there's some in here somewhere from when I was a kid.
Well, there was that one on the site, you know, it was on for a while.
Of my parents? Yeah, New Year's Eve, 1968.
Oh, I remember that one.
Yeah.
So why were you posting that one? I mean, you weren't in it.
No reason.
Well, there must've been something special.
I mean, there must've been something.
Well, my father My mother, she was happy then.
I mean, not that she wasn't generally happy I just remember her telling me that she was really happy around then.
When she died, I don't think either of them were.
Sometimes I wonder do I need all this attention because I lost them? Well.
Here, knock yourself out.
- Hey, you.
- Hey.
- What is this? - Genius, maybe.
He's been at it for, like, four hours.
He stops every once in a while and rests for like 15 or so.
- How about a doughnut? - I'd love one.
So did you find a motel? - Marlon's gonna let me stay at his place.
- Who's Marlon? Are you guys going to talk some grey matter? To the wee ones, cool cat.
- Two doughnuts, please.
- Yes.
You know, he's got this whole MIDI thing set up.
He plays music non-stop except for a few winks, like, every six or seven hours.
- How'd you do? - Bust.
If Lucy knows anything about Copper Canyon, she's not letting it on.
And there were no more pictures of my parents.
So, you see, the essence of what you're doing and what we're imagining together can be upped, taken to the next level.
What we're suggesting is raising the level of reality.
Right.
Right.
- Past the surreal and into the meta-real.
- Precisely.
- Well - Yeah? Sounds like an idea.
All right.
You're sure? Because I do not want to spoil your vision, my dear.
Well, if it's going to make me a star.
What about the roommate? Oh, Belinda? Don't worry about her.
She never sleeps in the dorm.
She has more lovers than piercings.
Artists.
Artists.
This is some empty space.
What? Nothing but possibility.
- And what do you know about it? - Possibility? About the space.
- Don't you feel it? - What? Anarchy at your fingertips.
Disgust with bourgeois values and anything organised.
The blue guitar.
Rebellion against everything a priori, affirming opposites being for anyone who is against me.
Critical paranoia a truth when I find it.
Futurism in a whole lot of And any other kind of gyratory transformation I'm lucky enough to collide with in this empty space.
That was neat.
- So you're like an artist also? - Also? And just what's that supposed to mean exactly? It means that somebody should revoke your artistic licence, I'artiste.
- You know what? You should get out.
- I will.
I will, but you remember - wherever you go- - Get out! The Net is Dada.
Lucy and Angela are both included in our Copper Canyon family.
We've matched contours.
It's Angela.
Shall I pay her a visit? No, just Lucy.
I'll be there.
Kidnapping is a federal crime.
Someone's gotta take the blame, which is why she's there.
You just get Lucy.
AII I want to do is make the show more exciting.
I'm going to get my camera.
I'll meet you guys there.
- Don't start without me.
- You got it.
Who you bringing? Yeah, you want to take Well, let's stop at my place first.
Yeah, okay.
Great.
Let's make this look real.
Okay.
Okay.
But you don't have to really hurt me.
Welcome to show business.
Oh, my God.
Angela.
Angela, help me.
Belinda? Oh, my God.
Come here.
- What happened? - They took Lucy.
We're here live at the Maine Academy of Music and Performing Arts.
First on the scene where last night campus coed Lucy Delillo was taken.
All of it captured live on camera.
The whereabouts of Lucy Delillo remain a mystery.
What is no mystery, Brian is that the world's first live on-camera kidnapping has occurred on the Net.
The presence of absence.
We're thinking of her, and we're talking of her and yet she's not here.
Maybe you misunderstood me.
I asked you if you knew where your roommate was.
I can see that she's not here.
- But do you appreciate that she's not here? - I have a shooting, a kidnap.
And your roommate hasn't been seen since it happened.
I wonder if you can appreciate that.
And if you can't find it in your heart to speak English I have a friend down at INS who would just love to have a look at your student visa.
My roommate is a cyber artist.
Check the design school.
That's where all the hot-rod computers are.
So you're an art student.
What else? Well, you could draw me a picture of her.
I'm an artist.
I don't draw.
Okay.
Connecting to the dorm room activating the AV to my computer.
They brought the feds down on us.
You had to call 911.
You saved Belinda's life.
Stupid.
Poor Lucy.
Well, the price of fame just went through the roof.
The world's first Internet ransom.
- Woman continues to break new ground.
- This isn't funny, Jacob.
But people are funny.
Whoever snatched Lucy is going to make that $10 mil before you can say sesquicentennial.
I checked her database.
She's getting more than two million hits a day now.
Free Lucy, credit cards accepted.
Unbelievable.
Yeah.
Altogether an artful idea.
And the kidnappers hid those pathways so deep that it's going to take months to find that money.
And by that time it'll be long gone.
Look at her.
So sad.
Just so much trauma.
Who kidnapped you and why? I know it's tough, but it's just a picture.
Remember that.
Yeah, of a kidnapped woman.
What are you getting at? Well, maybe this arts and crafts place is getting to me, but AII I'm saying is just don't let your emotions carry you away.
Don't put words in that picture.
We don't know how they're treating her.
So who was that kidnapper? Look at this.
The mask is so tight, you can almost see his face.
You know, "almost" only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
No, look, Jacob, the hallway camera.
You get two views of the guy, right? Full face.
There look.
Look.
He turns and then you get the other side.
It's two angles, Jacob.
Stereo.
You know what? I'll shoot these images into the design centre computers.
Fold in some JPL software, graphic imaging programmes.
See if we can't reconstruct that face.
- You shot my friend.
- Life throws screw balls, Lucy.
Although I must admit Mr.
Hearney has a tendency for the infield fly.
I'm sorry.
Please sit down.
Look, you should know that your friend is recovering very nicely at her parents' home.
And you are about to lead us into the next era of televised entertainment.
The image, the non-specific emotional statement.
Just as Lucy's Life will change what we think about television forever.
I recognise that name.
This is Mr.
White.
We represent his interests.
We? You, me, Lucy's Life.
Well then, Mr.
White, maybe you can answer a question for me.
Questions are good provided you already know the answers.
What is this about the show being scripted? You can't script it.
It's my life.
It is your life.
But nobody really cares.
They're just not buying it, Lucy.
Stardom has a price.
Every price is different.
- You're missing the point.
- The point is that you'll do what I tell you.
You'll say what I think.
And you'll smile and you'll sell it.
Then you can count me the hell out of your TV show.
I don't need you people.
I've got my web page.
Lucy.
Lucy, your thesis: simple straightforward voyeurism.
- Hey, now wait a second.
- Hear me out.
Look you're not afraid to look ugly.
Good for you.
You do crosswords on the john, good for you.
You curl your toes during sex, even better for you.
My fans are intimate with me in a way you'll never understand.
Well, see, there you go.
But my loss.
Now, the way I see it, I'm no art critic.
But it just seems to me that what you do is provide an illusion.
Here, looks like intimacy and feels like intimacy.
this much is clear.
Lucy Delillo- It's as deep as they make it.
You're not their friend, or you wouldn't be here.
Hey, it's a stunt.
- I'm giving the money back.
- I don't think so.
I'm told we have over $8 million and counting.
You're a co-conspirator in a federal crime.
Now you've learnt a valuable concept.
- What concept? - Reality.
We manufacture it.
Instead of an obscure curiosity on the Internet you'll be a world-class celebrity.
We're here live at the Maine Academy of Music and Performing Arts.
First on the scene where last night campus coed Lucy Delillo was taken.
That's all for me? It's my gift.
Now let's discuss what you have for me.
Okay, now I'm going to remove the texture and the colour coefficients.
Slip away the mask.
Oh, my God.
The Praetorians.
I hate those guys.
You know, we got a high visibility case like this.
If I send these images to the FBI they're gonna go crazy looking for this guy.
Especially if they think he's working with Liz Marx.
You know, I'm feeling artistic.
This came in my cubby.
It's for you.
And you opened it? It came in my cubby.
There was a note inside that said it was for you.
I got to go.
I know what I'm doing with my space.
Alex, Marion.
I just got a possible ID on the kidnapper.
No, just came in.
Anonymous.
Yeah, I'll send the envelope right over.
The fingerprints? Really? Liz Marx? Well, it all fits.
Yeah, the room right next door.
So maybe we have her and the accomplice.
Shawn, I've been developing what you said.
Well, if you mean thinking, that's always a good sign.
I want you to smack me.
I don't look kidnapped.
Emotional content, credibility, you know.
I want to feel- Happy? - It'll have to do.
- Yeah.
- I will be in touch.
- I know.
Getting a ride shouldn't be a problem.
Right now, that face is getting very popular on the Internet.
The absence of presence.
- She's here but she has no substance.
- But you've seen her, right? Do you know what she told the FBI? They brought her in late last night.
They woke me up.
You know, that whole webcam idea, we thought of that in my room.
One more question.
Look at this.
What's wrong with this picture? There's something, but I can't put my finger on it.
She's acting like nothing happened.
Yesterday you were crying about how sad she looked.
Now she's faking it? I don't know.
It's just a feeling.
So did you manage to get everything that we need? Yeah, I located some Japanese sets stolen in Panama City transshipped to Helsinki for resale in the Ukraine.
Picking them up at the airport plus time to get on site.
That's three hours.
Plus another four to hook it up.
Rig the power and the com link.
Well, Marlon's not gonna be back until tomorrow so that gives me plenty of time.
And I'll send the anonymous tip as soon as you're ready.
Are you sure you're going to be okay out there by yourself? You went into the dorm by yourself.
It's the least I could do.
- What's going on in her head do you think? - Nothing.
Well, what's it look like? She took a shower.
She's gonna go to bed.
A picture's worth a thousand words but which ones? It's a good likeness of you and that's not good.
It's Angela Bennett who's doing this.
I wanted to visit her first, but you stopped me.
How does it look, though? So you panicked.
And that is what Mr.
White will conclude.
Trust me.
I have the right to explain myself to him personally.
First find out where the hell she is, Mr.
Hearney.
Right away.
What the- - Is it time? - "Is it time?" Such a difficult concept, you know? What's time for you, might be half-time for me.
What's time for the goose, might be no time for the gander.
Jacob! Quit acting like Dain.
- So serious.
- I sent the FBI to your location.
- Are you ready? - I can't wait till they meet the Praetorians.
Yes, I'm ready.
Okay.
Then here we go.
Just do what you always do and follow procedure.
I'm here.
- Just waiting to catch Angela.
- Hold on.
We've picked up FBI activity.
A sighting.
Liz Marx.
They're moving on it.
You should be getting the coordinates right now.
Yes.
I'll follow the GPS.
The FBI will be slow to react.
You be faster.
I'll be waiting for news.
So you decided to come after all.
Oh, don't be jumpy.
I'm not armed.
See, no arms.
Hi, again.
You know, that gun is going to get you into a lot of trouble.
The FBI is going to run ballistics on it and then they're going to know that you were the guy from Lucy's kidnap, my accomplice.
The FBI won't be here for hours.
You've got to look at this from several points of view.
I'm not real.
- I'm in your mind.
- Come out and talk.
- Where are you? - I have a question.
You asking questions? What next? You giving orders? Why not? Take a look at your chest, big boy.
A heart shot? No, maybe just a tap to the head.
Can you feel that right there? Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
- What's your question? - Tell me my name.
Angela Bennett, not that anyone believes it.
Thank you.
It means a lot to me.
FBI! Drop your weapons! Open it up.
Freeze! FBI! Put down your weapon! Put down your weapon! Get down on the ground.
Put your hands behind your head.
Move in.
Come on.
Let's go.
How could he be in federal custody and still be alive? The man knows too much about our operations.
He knew what we wanted him to know.
No more, no less.
If this hurts me, Trelawney I won't forget that he's your man.
They're transferring him to a safe house this afternoon, sir.
I'll arrange a salvage operation.
No, you postponed last time.
Yes, at the Ivy.
You postponed.
Mr.
Brand is postponing this time.
Next week looks good.
I'll pencil it in.
Thanks.
Bye-bye.
- Here you go.
Just have a seat.
- Thanks.
So next weekend, bunch of us get together on the desert, race our Humvees.
The family car for the new century.
There's talent for the show.
So aren't you glad you came around? Hey, who owns a piece of talent, not me? How could I say no? You won.
But, hey, we got a two-season order.
Right, anyway, I got casting.
- You'll find your way out? - I always have before.
There you go.
Trelawney.
You ran a salvage operation against me.
- Great.
My hero.
Where are you? - Following your footsteps.
I'm flattered.
And at some point, at some unsuspecting moment when your mind is somewhere else altogether, I'll blow your brains out.
Reality, what a concept.
Mind if I sit? The FBI is looking for you and I cannot help you with your cause or whatever so please do not hurt me, okay? I'm not going to hurt you.
I'm not a terrorist.
My name is not Liz Marx even though you saw an FBI picture of me and you'll probably never believe otherwise.
I'm not.
Okay? I am the person who sent you the e-mail, though.
That was you? That was you who accused me of faking my Kidnap? Yeah.
- That was too cruel.
- Really? I wonder.
Trelawney gives his regards.
These people who you are involved with, Lucy, I know them.
Don't trust them.
No matter what they tell you or what they promise you do not believe them.
I'm not saying that I did anything wrong.
But even if I did, why do you care? Because I don't want you to get hurt.
Yeah.
But why? We have a history.
This is my mom and my dad.
It is, with my folks? Yeah.
Is there anything that you can tell me about this picture anything about the event, anything that happened? Do you want the truth? Oh, yeah, of course, I do.
They were sleeping together.
Well, of course, they were.
I don't think I'd be here.
No, I mean my mom and your dad.
My dad? And my mom, you know, an affair? - Oh, no.
That's impossible.
- Why? How could he? My mom told me about it years after it happened.
I guess she got over it.
Anyway, that's what she said.
Well, I guess we can never be sure.
That's it? I mean I just was expecting something else, something more satisfying.
They never mentioned Copper Canyon? No, my parents never liked camping.
No.
Of course they didn't.
- Why would you put this on the Internet? - Trelawney asked me to.