(Opening scene: It's evening and Logan is working on the computer in his apartment. Logan is bringing up files on Gerhardt Bronck's as Bling walks in carrying a bottle of wine and checking his watch.)

Bling: Don't you think you ought to get going?

Logan: Something's not adding up here.

Bling: You can bring down Gerhardt Bronck's evil empire tomorrow. Tonight, you've got a date.

Logan: It's not a date.

Bling: She's making you dinner.

Logan: Well... I got to figure this thing out so I'm just going to have to cancel.

Bling: At the last minute?

Logan: I have work to do. Max'll understand.

(Logan picks up the phone.)

Bling: No, she won't. She's female... in case you hadn't noticed.

Logan: Fine. I'll just reorganize my entire life because some girl wants to cook dinner for me.

Bling: That's kind of how it works. How civilization happened... And she's not some girl.

Logan: Tell me about it.

(Scene cuts to Kendra and Max's appartment. Max just finishes lighting some candles and starts to set the table. Kendra is cooking on the stove.)

Kendra: And when the water starts to boil, you put the pasta in.

Max: I hope I can pull this off.

Kendra: Max, you can do this. I've watched you tear down and rebuild a motorcycle in under two hours.

Max: Different skill set.

Kendra: Trust me...after Logan tastes this tricolore sauce I whipped up, he will be your sex slave.

Max: We don't have that kind of relationship.

Kendra: Yet.

Max: I'm just reciprocating for all the times he's cooked for me.

(Kendra holds up a bottle of cooking oil.)

Kendra: Okay,..... but answer me one question, though: where did you find cold pressed virgin olive oil from Tuscany in this economy?

Max: I broke into the Italian embassy.

Kendra: I'm going to disappear so you can take all the credit here.

(Kendra grabs her jacket and is leaving when she opens the door she sees Logan talking on his cell phone.)

Kendra: Hi.

Logan (on the phone): Where? When?

Kendra: Great seeing you.

Logan (on the phone): Okay. Thanks.

(Logan hangs up as Kendra is leaving down the hallway.)

Logan: Hey, Kendra.

(Logan enters the appartment.)

Max: Hey. Did you bring the wine?

Logan: Yeah. Um... listen...

(Logan gives Max a bottle of wine.)

Logan: That was a contact of mine.

(Max looks over the bottle of wine.)

Max : Pre-pulse. Nice.

(Logan looks Max's apartment over.)

Logan: He gave me a tip on that guy Bronck, the one who's ripping off the city's blood supply and moving it out of the country.

(Max holds out some glasses in front of her.)

Max: These okay?

Max: I don't have any wineglasses.

Logan: Yeah, they're fine. But we need to get out to Furrow airfield to do recon.

Max: I'll swing out tomorrow after work. Hope you like pasta tricolore.

Logan: I love it, but tomorrow's no good because we got to go...

(Max uses a corkscrew to open the bottle of wine.)

Logan: No! Don't do that.

(Max offers Logan the bottle.)

Max: You're right. I always break the cork.

Logan: No, no. I just mean that it'll go bad if we don't drink it right away.

Max: Oh. I'm game if you are.

(Max tries to open the bottle again.)

Logan: Max! Haven't you heard a word that I've said? We got to do this tonight.

Max: Okay, I'll put the pasta on.

Logan: We got to go, now.

Max: Now?

Logan: Yeah.. now. So, you know, get changed or whatever and I'll wait for you downstairs.

(Logan turns and leaves as Max watches in disbelief.)

(Scene cuts inside Logan's Aztek.)

Logan: Part of the reason Bronck's been so hard to pin down is he uses different airstrips every shipment. My contact says the next one's going out of Furrow airfield tomorrow night. He's moving stolen blood so look for refrigeration equipment.

(Max is staring into space and looks upset.)

Logan: Max!

Logan: This is important. There are people in hospitals all over the city who are dying because of what Bronck's doing. I almost died.

Max: I had your back on that, remember?

Logan: Yeah, well, not everybody has a genetically-engineered universal donor looking out for them.

Max: What kind of security am I going to be running into?

Logan: According to my source, next to nothing. Bronck is either trying to keep a low profile or he's so insulated by the cops he doesn't need to worry.

(Logan pulls to a stop.)

Max: Let's get this bitch over with.

(Max gets out of the van and slams the door. Logan watches an angry Max leave.)

(On the air base, Max keeps close to a building and gets in through an open window. A guard is patrolling the area with a flashlight. Max goes inside the office. She sees a plastic jar of candy and takes. Max sees that there are tons of teen magazines, hair accessories, lollipops, and candies on the counter. Max is partial distracted by the engine of a plane taking off. She then walks around the base blowing on bubble gum. The guard is nearby so Max ducks and hides. Max blows a bubble that attacts the guard.)

Guard: Hey!

(Scene cuts to Max making a run for it as the guard is close behind. She runs and breaks through a window to get out. Two men standing nearby the airfield spot her and start firing guns and giving chase.)

(Scene switches to Max runs towards the planes. There's a plane moving and Max grabs onto it. Max then gets off and jumps over a fence on to a pile of mud. Max is now all dirty and her face is splattered with mud. Max is wiping mud from her face as Logan drives up in his Aztek. Max gets in, slams the door and is clearly angry.)

(Scene cuts to inside Logan's Aztek.)

Max: Don't even think of speaking to me.

(Scene cuts to Logan's appartment where Max is walking around wrapped in a blue towel with her hair wet. Logan is on his computer)

Max: You said there'd hardly be any security.

Logan: My guy screwed up.

Max: No kidding.

(Max gets her clothes and wrings out the water.)

Logan: Did you see any refrigeration equipment?

Max: No.

Logan: Judging from the firepower we saw out there, Bronck's smuggling more than just medical supplies. The guy's got his fingers everywhere--gunrunning, racketeering, prostitution. Anything could have been on that plane.

Max: Great. I risk my life, and I don't even know what for.

Logan: My intelligence wasn't accurate. It won't happen again.

(Max grabs her clothes and sits in a chair nearby Logan and starts putting on her boots.)

Max: Damn straight it won't. 'Cause I'm done.

(Logan turns back towards Max.)

Logan: What do you mean, done? This guy's up to something very bad, Max. I can feel it.

Max: Not my problem.

Logan: That's a pretty selfish way of looking at things.

(Max gets up after her boots are on and holding her clothes. She looks at Logan.)

Max: Yeah, well, we can't all be obsessed with saving the freakin' world.

Logan: I'm not obsessed.

Max: It's all you think about. All you ever talk about.

Logan: At least I care about other people.

Max: You care about strangers anyway.

Logan: What about our quid pro quo? You still want me to look into the Manticore stuff?

Max: Don't bother. Looking for those kids has gotten me nothing but trouble.

Logan: You can't let go of Manticore any more than I can let go of Eyes Only. It's who we are.

Max: If you think that you were put on this earth to be the world's most pissed off TV news reporter and hide behind some silly red, white and blue Halloween mask then I feel sorry for you.

Logan: If you think you were put on this earth to be the world's biggest cynic and hide behind some tough ass attitude then I feel sorry for you.

Max: You know what, Logan? How about a new quid pro quo? Don't call me; I won't call you.

(Max turns and leaves with her clothes in hand. Logan is left speechless as her tries to utter an apology.)

(Scene cuts to Jam Pony. Normal is flossing his teeth at the front desk. Sketchy and Herbal are by the lockers watching.)

Sketchy: What is up with Normal this morning? He's flossing, literally.

Herbal: Something strange is going on. He smells like lilacs.

(Original Cindy rounds the corner and enters the conversation as Max come up behind Sketchy.)

Original Cindy: I heard him tell Peabo he was splitting from work early.

Sketchy: Normal's leaving work early? Now, there's a first.

Max: Why is it guys are all so task oriented? I mean, it's work, work, work, work, work.

Sketchy: 'Cause otherwise, all we'd think about is sex, sex, sex, sex, sex. Maybe Normal's got a date.

Original Cindy: That's just a bizarre thought--Normal getting busy with someone.

(They all take a look at Normal who is busy grooming himself.)

Herbal: Do we really think he has a woman?

Sketchy: There's something going on.

Original Cindy: Max, let's go check it out.

Max: All right.

(Max and Original Cindy go up to Normal's desk as he is checking himself out in a small mirror.)

Original Cindy: You look nice today.

Normal: Thank you.

Max: Going to a funeral?

Normal: No.

(Max sniffs )

Max: Lilac.

Original Cindy: So how come you're all macked out like a playa playa?

Normal: The reason it's called a personal life is 'cause it's personal.

(Normal hands a package to Max.)

Normal: Here. Hot run, 930 Iliff. Beat it. Away you go.

Max and Original Cindy (in unision): Booty call.

(Scene cuts to the stands of a ball field at a park where Detective Matt Sung is handing pictures of Bronck to Logan.)

Detective Sung: It's Gerhardt Bronck and one of his operatives. Bronck's street muscle collecting protection money which is being laundered through this place.

Logan: Pretty pictures. But Eyes Only is not going to move on this unless we give him some supporting documentation.

Detective Sung: It's all there.

(Detective Sung hands Logan a file.)

Logan: Where'd you get this?

Detective Sung: One of my sources in the D.A.'s office. They dropped the case...lack of evidence, supposedly.

Logan: Smells like a buy off.

Detective Sung: Have you figured out what Bronck's smuggling out of the country?

Logan: Not yet but there's enough here for Eyes Only to amp up the pressure on him publicly and embarrass him. People start paying attention, maybe he makes a mistake.

Detective Sung: What did you find out last night at the airstrip?

Logan: When some girls don't eat dinner they get real cranky.

(Scene cuts to Max's apartment. Kendra and Max are having tea.)

Max: Men. They just don't have the mental or emotional capacity to make a real connection.

Kendra: You're better off kicking it with some gorgeous slow-witted stud who you can send on his way.

Max: I'm swearing off the whole gender.

Kendra: I tried that. You will so hate your life.

(Kendra grabs the address rolladex and flips through it.)

Kendra: There is Sosh. He's a student.. too smart. Haj is cute... but he's a computer analyst. Sven. Big Norwegian hauls nets on an Alaskan fishing rig. On shore leave for two, maybe three more days tops. Six foot four, eyes like the ocean.

Max: Thanks but no thanks. See you at Crash tonight?

Kendra: I'll be there.

(Max leaves and Kendra makes a phone call.)

(Scene cuts to Logan's appartment. Bling is doing rehab with Logan. Bling is lifting Logan's leg.)

Bling: ...seven... eight... nine... Come on, you can do it. ...ten.

(Logan groans. )

Bling: Rest a couple of minutes then we'll finish.

Logan: No. I'm done.

Bling: Two more sets.

Logan: I said I'm done.

Bling: Want to tell me what's going on with you today?

Logan: Same thing that's going on with me every day. Reps and more reps and pep talks about patience and mind over matter, and I'm sick of it.

Bling: What, you and Max have a spat? Now you're feeling sorry for yourself?

Logan: Max has nothing to do with it. My legs don't work And that's never going to change.

Bling: If I ever hear you talk like that again I will beat on your skinny ass wheelchair or no wheelchair. You understand? Let's go again.

(Bling ignores Logan and starts another series of leg lifts.)

Bling: One... two...

(Scene cuts to a painting at a restaurant. The painting is of ancient merchant ships. Normal is waiting for his date and listening to music. A waiter comes by.)

Jorge: Mr. Ronald. So happy to see you.

(Jorge goes to take away the second set of table settings.)

Normal: Hold the phone, Jorge.

Jorge: You do not dine alone tonight?

Normal: No, I do not dine alone.

Jorge: A lady, perhaps?

Normal: I'll say.

(A blond women walks in.)

Normal: Hi, Louise.

Louise: Have you been waiting long?

(Normal gives Louise a kiss on the cheek.)

Normal: Only a lifetime.

(Normal helps Louise with her chair.)

Louise: This place is so interesting.

Normal: It's an old haunt. I met Jorge when I was doing my Ph.D. at Harvard. He ran a bistro in the square back then. But, well, we all have our tales of woe.

Louise: You have a Ph.D.?

Normal: Yes, several.

Louise: You really are a remarkable man, Reagan.

Normal: Please call me Ray. But enough about me. I want to hear your story. The first two acts left me wanting so much more.

Louise: Not much else to tell, really. Just a girl from the Midwest trying to get by in a broken world.

Normal: And doing so with style and grace.

Louise: You're sweet.

(Jorge brings two wineglasses and pours some wine into them.)

Jorge: Jorge's best. For Mr. Ronald... and his beautiful...

Normal: Thank you.

Jorge: ...lady friend.

Normal: Thank you.

Jorge: Enjoy.

Normal and Louise (in unision): Thank you.

(Normal and Louise toast each other.)

Normal: To our second date.

(Scene switches to the dance floor moments later. Louise and Normal are dancing.)

Normal: I got to tell you when I first saw you at that sector checkpoint I didn't think a guy like me could be a dog walker for a gal like you.

Louise: Stop. I can't believe a man like you is unattached.

Normal: I've been waiting for a long time for the right someone to come along.

(Normal leans in and kises Louise.)

(Scene cuts to the Crash, Max is watching a race and talking to Original Cindy.)

Max: I don't understand women who need a man to make themselves feel complete.

Original Cindy: Put the bullet right here.

(Kendra shows up with two guys.)

Kendra: Surprise, surprise. Max, this is Sven.

Sven: Hello, Mac.

(Max laughs)

Max: Hi.

Kendra: Sometimes a tight six-pack and a good set of shoulders helps take the edge off.

(Eyes Only inteerupts the race on the tv screen at the Crash. The patrons turn and watch.)

Eyes Only: Do not attempt to adjust your set. This is a streaming freedom video bulletin.

Max: Actually, I'm not really into partying right now.

(Max leaves.)

Eyes Only: ...cannot be traced cannot be stopped.

Sven: Bye, Mac.

Eyes Only: and it is the only free voice left in this city. There is a cancer spreading through the northwest and its name is Gerhardt Bronck.

(Scene cuts to Logan apartment as Logan is doing his Eyes Only bulletin.)

Logan (as Eyes Only): You've seen his picture in the newspaper. Heard him described as a businessman--a philanthropist even. Make no mistake.. he is a thug whose crime machine preys on the citizens of this community. What you are about to see is just the tip of the iceberg.

(Scene cuts to Bronck's lair where Bronck and his men are watching Eyes Only on tv.)

KK : That is not good..him jamming us up like that on television.

Bronck: This is exactly what we wanted to happen.

KK: What if the D.A. sees it and comes after us?

Bronck: The D.A. doesn't unzip his fly without checking with me.

KK: Still, bad publicity.

Bronck: Who gives a rat's ass as long as it gives us Eyes Only. So which of these three cops we've set up thinks he's a Boy Scout?

D'Nardis: The Korean guy, Matt Sung. You want us to pick him up?

Bronck: No. He's got to be communicating with Eyes Only through an intermediary. I want you to feed this wink something else on me. Then we watch him. See who he shares the birthday cake with and then we squeeze the living crap out of him until he gives us his boss. So, that was Eyes Only over and out.

(Bronck picks up a remote on his desk and shuts off the Eyes Only broadcast.)

(Scene cuts to Jam Pony. Jorge comes in with Louise's purse.)

Normal: Jorge.

Jorge: Your young lady friend left her purse last night.

Normal: That's so sweet. You didn't have to come all the way over here. I could have sent one of my kids.

Jorge: For an old friend, good customer and his beautiful female companion no problem.

Normal: Oh, thank you, amigo. Very sweet. All right, we'll see you tonight, okay? 7:00, regular table.

Jorge: Adios.

(Jorge leaves as Normal looks at the purse.)

Normal: Adios.

(Scene cuts to the locker area of Jam Pony. Max is talking to Sketchy.)

Max : I mean, you never hear women talking about leaving a legacy or worrying about their place in history. What's that about? It's like your entire gender think they're on some mission.

Original Cindy: It is hurting on my brain, trying to figure out who on earth would go out with Normal.

Sketchy: There's a lot of freaks out there. So, who's coming with me on this run? Well, come on, guys. Clemson street is deep in Rydin Forties turf.

Max: So?

Sketchy: So there's permanent gang wars going on down there. Please?

Max: You are such a wuss. Let's go.

(Max and Sketchy leave as Normal comes over to the locker area and gives Original Cindy a package.)

Normal: I have a run: 4711 Kings Road.

Original Cindy: I'm on break.

Normal: Whenever you get a chance.

(Original Cindy turns to leave but she stops and heads back toward Normal.)

Original Cindy: You okay?

Normal: It's a personal run, so be nice.

(Scene cuts to Max and Sketchy riding on their bikes through Rydin Forties turf.)

Sketchy: In defense of my gender women come into the world with a mission which is to make offspring. Men have to find a mission, create things. Um, space travel. Space travel, the carbureted bong. I personally know this guy who figured out a way to breathe through his anus by threading ordinary aquarium tubing inside his colon.

Max: You know what? I am beginning to think that Normal's right..you are an idiot.

(Max and Sketchy get off their bikes and knocks on a door.)

Max: Come on. What's the number on this thing?

Sketchy: It's 7657380423611.

Max: Okay. I'll call.

(The door opens.)

Thug: What y'all want?

Sketchy: Um, a package for Tacoma Bleed. Are you Mr. Bleed? It's a return-receipt request. I need a signature.

(Max and Sketchy go insid and see Tacoma Bleed working some guy over tied up to a wall.)

Thug: Yo, Bleed, a package.

Sketchy: Need a signature, yo.

Tacoma Bleed: Just, uh...

(Tacome Bleed signs the form.)

Sketchy: Thanks.

(Max and Sketchy start to leave. Tacoma Bleed opens the box and finds a finger with a ring inside.)

Tacoma Bleed: Hold up.

Sketchy: Is that a finger?

Tacoma Bleed: Who sent this?

Max: It was a pickup on the east side.

Thug: Blunt Ryddim Kidz turf.

Tacoma Bleed: They got Li'l Throttle 'cause that's his ice. We got to go to war, dog.

Max: Don't kill the messenger. We're just trying to get paid.

Tacoma Bleed: Check this out. You and Gilligan better get on up out of here 'cause starting right now anybody ain't claiming the same set as me is going down quick... and wet.

Max: Great,... another man on a mission.

Tacoma Bleed: Yeah, right.

Max: Let's bounce.

(Max and Sketchy leave.)

(Scene cuts to Logan's appartment. Logan is reading as the phone rings.)

Logan: Hello.

Detective Sung (on a payphone): Hey, Logan.

Logan: Hey, Matt. Your contact turn up anything else?

Detective Sung: I think your guy will be pleased.

Logan: Okay. Meet you in the park in an hour.

Detective Sung: All right.

(Scene cuts to the Crash. Max is talking to Sketchy.)

Max: Sketchy, how did you manage to escape from being a male obsessed with his career?

Sketchy: Hey, just because at present I happen to be stuck in a dead-end job with no prospects doesn't mean I don't have larger ambitions. I'd like to run my own business someday, you know. Something like Power Nipple.

(Original Cindy comes over.)

Original Cindy: 911, 'cause Mommy's got the 411 on Normal's shortie.

Max: Do tell.

Original Cindy: Okay. So, Original Cindy's en route to sister girl's crib to deliver her purse, right? Then I think to myself "What kind of female forgets her purse?" I wrestle my conscience for a minute. Then I decide to take a peek.

Max: You went into her purse?

Original Cindy: Hell, yeah. You want to know everything about a female, where do you look?

Sketchy: That's like invasion of privacy.

Max: Crossing the line, if you ask me.

Original Cindy: You want to know what I found out or what?

Max: Spill it.

Sketchy: Immediately.

Original Cindy: So, Original Cindy finds a prescription made out for Louise Klein for Primarin.

Sketchy: What's that?

Max: Estrogen, basically. Yeah? So?

Original Cindy: Then Original Cindy finds Louise Klein's driver's license. Only it says that Louise Klein is Louis Klein.

Sketchy: You mean, like a typo.

Original Cindy: I mean, like a former male.

(Skectchy tries to control his giggling. Max is sitting there smiling.)

Sketchy: Normal's chick is a dude?

Original Cindy: Was a dude.

Max: Come on. Maybe she's got a brother or something.

Original Cindy: No, girl. The part of King's Road where she lives is very gender friendly. It's where all the mista sistas reside. The lesbian mind could get seriously tampered with in that neighborhood.

Sketchy: This and a human finger all in the same day. It's deep.

Max: For real.

Original Cindy: For real, for sure. Louise comes to the door wearing a towel right out of the shower. I'm clocking her for nose hair, Adam's apple miscellaneous male debris but the bitch is fine. Even got back.

Sketchy: Do we think Normal knows?

Original Cindy: Oh, he's going to find out.

(Max starts giggling and Sketchy smiles.)

Sketchy: Which will be the entertainment spectacular of a lifetime.

(They all laugh at the thought.)

(Scene cuts to Detective Sung and Logan meeting at the park that evening.)

Detective Sung: This is documented proof that the D.A.'s on Bronck's payroll.

Logan: Right.

(Scene switches briefly to Bling watching from a distance inside a van.)

Detective Sung: You give that to Eyes Only, he ought to be able to put Bronck away for good.

Logan: Thanks. Yeah, that's great, Matt. Thank you.

Detective Sung: Grea... What? You okay?

Logan: Yeah. You've known me a while. Would you describe me as obsessed?

(KK and D'Nardis come up. KK points a gun at Det. Sung.)

KK: Let's take a ride.

(A van pulls up with two more of Bronck's men. They get out to take Detective Sung and Logan away. Logan and Detective Sung struggle briefly before they are taken away.)

Logan: Get off me! Bling! Bling!

(Bling sees this happening and gets out of his van to chase after Bronck's men, but they're too fast and their van drives off.)

Bling: Hey!

(Scene cuts to outside Crash. Max comes out and checks her cycle.)

Cop #1: Get the door. Now get in.

Cop #2: Take it easy.

(Max sees two guys dressed like the police leading girls into a van. With her enhanced vision, Max zooms in to see what's happening. )

Cop#1: OK girls, here we go. Grab yourself a seat. Here we go.

Cop #2: You shouldn't be out on the streets after 9pm. Get back there. There's a curfew. Everything's going to be fine.Hey! We're gonna call your folks don't worry.

(Max flashes back to the other night on the air base and remembers two guys from the air base. Now those two guys are dressed in police uniforms. Max sees that the girls are scared inside the van. She flashes back to the air base office where she found all the magazines and candies. She also remembers the plane taking off. Now, the van full of girls drives off. Max goes to the nearby payphone.)

(Scene cuts to Logan's appartment. The phone rings.)

Logan ( answering machine): No one's around. Leave a message.

Max (on phone): Logan, it's me. I think I know what Bronck's up to. He's got some cops on his payroll. They're picking up kids off the street.

(Bling picks up the phone.)

Bling : Max.

Max: Let me talk to Logan.

Bling: I can't. Bronck's got him.

(Scene cuts back to Max hanging up the phone. We see Max on her bike speeding through the city.)

(Scene cuts to a warehous on the air base. Bronck is looking through Logan's wallet. Detective Sung and Logan are tied up in chairs.)

Bronck: No I.D. What's that, an Eyes Only thing?

Logan: The boss is a privacy nut.

Bronck: What's he got against me plastering my face all over the TV? My mother is starting to worry.

Logan: She should. It's dangerous being a bad guy.

Bronck: Oh, no. It's much more dangerous being the good guy. Which your boss is about to find out. Tell me who he is.

(Logan smiles.)

Logan: I wish I could help you but I've never met the man.

(Bronck slaps Logan across the face.)

Logan: I was wondering when we were going to get to the hitting part.

Bronck: As much as I would like to smack you around until you tell me what I want to know I just don't have a lot of time. Let's just cut to the chase, shall we?

( Detective Sung is unconscious in a chair as one of Bronck's henchmen prepare to shock Detective Sung with cables hooked up to a battery.)

(The henchmen hooks the cables up to Detective Sung's chair.)

Bronck: Tell me who he is.

Henchman: All set.

Logan: Let him go.

(A henchman turns the electricity on.)

Logan: Stop it.

(Detective Sung body starts to spasm out of control.)

Bronck: Who is Eyes Only?

Logan: Please stop it.

Bronck: Tell me.

Logan: All right, I'll tell you.

Logan : I'll tell you!

(Bronck waves to his henchmen to stop and we see that Detective Sung's hair is fried up and blood is dripping down his face.)

Bronck: Who is Eyes Only? Who is Eyes Only?

(Detective Sung is partial conscious.)

Logan: I am. I'm Eyes Only.

(Scene cuts to Jorge's restaurant. Normal is sitting across a table with Louise.)

Normal: Did you get your purse okay?

Louise: Yes. Thanks. Ray, there's something you need to know about me.

Normal: Louise...

Louise: Let me say it.

Normal: You don't need to say it. I know.

Louise: You know? What?

Normal: That you're, uh... someone, um... How do I put it? Uh, who's had some after..market work done. That is to say, you've undergone a fairly substantial... retrofit.

Louise: So you know I used to be a guy. How did you find out?

Normal: Louise, you may have noticed I am a keenly intuitive, highly observant person.

Louise: You went through my purse.

Normal: Yes. My impulse to unravel the mystery that is you overwhelmed my deep reference for private property. I'm sorry. I just... You know, I thought about this long and hard and I... I realize it doesn't matter. You know, it's 2020, I'm a modern man and you're a... you know, newly minted babe. You're as sexy as all get out.

Louise: It means a lot to me that you understand and accept me for who I am.

Normal: Vive la difference.

Louise: But that's notwhat I was going to tell you.

Normal: It's not?

Louise: I've realized something about myself these past few days that we've spent together that's going to change things between us.

Normal: You know, I've thought about this long and hard and I'm telling you, there is absolutely nothing you can say that would change my feelings about you.

Louise: I'm gay.

Normal: In what sense?

Louise: I'm a lesbian, Ray.

Normal: Oh, for the love of Mike.

(Scene cuts to Logan's apartment. Bling is working on Logan's computer opening up the Eyes Only files and setting them up to be deleted. Bling is about to purge the system of all the files as Max walks in.)

Max: Bling?

Bling: In here.

Max: What happened?

Bling: He had a meet with Sung. Bronck grabbed him. I tried to get to him, but...

Max: What are you doing?

Bling: When Logan let me in on Eyes Only, he made me promise that if anything ever happened to him I'd protect the informant net by making sure the files didn't fall into the wrong hands. Lot of hard work... gone.

Max: Which he's so going to regret when he gets back.

Bling: Max, he may not be coming back.

Max: Yes, he is, and that scumbag Bronck is going down hard. Now, he gave you the codes and the passwords, right?

(Max takes the keyboard and starts accessing files.)

Bling: Yeah. What are you going to do?

Max: What I always do..make it up as I go along.

(Scene cuts back to the air base. Bronck slaps Logan across the face.)

Bronck: Say it, like you do on TV.

Logan: "Do not attempt...

(Bronck slaps Logan's face again.)

Bronck: ...to adjust your set."

(Bronck gives another slap across Logan's face.)

Bronck: Oh, dear, it looks like we're going to have to refry Detective Wonton.

Logan: Do not attempt to adjust your set. This is a Streaming Freedom video. It cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped and it is the only free voice left in the city.

Bronck: It is him.

KK: The plane will be here in 15 minutes.

D'Nardis: We took a nice little sampler for our friends overseas. Something for every taste.

Bronck: Load them up when the plane gets here.

Logan: What are you up to, Bronck?

Bronck: I thought you had all the dirt on me.

Logan: Well, there's just so much of it, it's hard to keep up.

Bronck: You are going to give me everything that you have on my operation. In fact, you're going to give me everything you have, period. You have the goods on a lot of people that could come in handy for someone in my line of work.

Logan: I've got nothing to give up, not anymore. My people are under orders to destroy the informant net if anything should happen to me.

Bronck: Am I supposed to believe that?

Logan: It's the truth.

(Bronck takes out a gun.)

Logan: I can't give you what I don't have.

(Bronck points the gun to Detective Sung's head.)

Logan: I'm telling you the truth.

Bronck: Sayonora.

Logan: No!

(Scene switches briefly away to the tv set as Eyes Only comes on.)

Eyes Only: Do not attempt to adjust your set. This is a Streaming Freedom video bulletin. The cable hack will last exactly 60 seconds. It cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped and it is the only free voice left in this city.

Max ( as Eyes Only ): This is Eyes Only speaking to Gerhardt Bronck. You are holding two of my operatives, Mr. Bronck. I want them back. You will be contacted.

(Bronck kicks the tv down. A phone is heard ringing.)

Logan: That's my phone. I'm guessing it's for you.

Bronck: Shut these two up. Trace the call. I'm going to nail this bastard once and for all.

(A henchman puts black tape over Logan's mouth.)

Bronck (on the phone): Yes?

(Scene cuts away to Max and Bling at Logans apartment. Max is on the computer wiearing a head phone/speaker. She is using a voice masking program.)

Max (as Eyes Only): This is Eyes Only.

Bronck: That's odd. I have someone here who claims that he's Eyes Only.

Max (as Eyes Only): It's what my operatives are trained to do..to protect the informant net.

Bronck: Are they trained to do impressions as well?

Max (as Eyes Only): I want my operatives, Bronck.

Bronck: And I want you off my back. Turn over everything you have on me call off your hounds and I'll think about releasing your friends.

Max (as Eyes Only): Not good enough. My cable hacks are making it tough for you to do business. You want them to stop, it's going to cost you a hundred large.

Bronck: I said I have your friends here.

Max (as Eyes Only): And I've got enough on you to put you away for life.

Bronck: Are you trying to shake me down?

Max (as Eyes Only): I'm looking to cut a deal.

Bronck: So Eyes Only is a player.

(Bling writes: "THEY'RE TRACING CALL" on a notepad and shows it to Max. Max starts typing.)

Max (as Eyes Only): I prefer to think of myself as a businessman, like you.

(Max runs a tracing protocol.)

Bronck: What about your whole "make the world a better place" rap?

Max (as Eyes Only): Doesn't pay the bills. So do we have a deal?

(Scene switches back to Bronck as one of his henchmen has completed a trace of the call.)

Henchmen: Got an address.

Bronck: Let me consider it.

Max (as Eyes Only): You've got 20 minutes.

(Max ends the call.)

(Scene cuts back to Logan's appartment)

Bling: Hope you know what you're doing.

Max: So do I.

(Scene switches back to air base.)

Bronck: Get the files. Torch the place. And before you kill him make sure you gouge his eyes out.

(Scene cuts to Logan's appartment. Max is playing back the recording she had made of the phone call.)

Bronck ( recording ): I said I have your friends here.

Max ( as Eyes Only on tape ): I've got enough on you to put you away for the rest of your life.

Max: Did you hear that?

Bling: Sounds like an airplane engine in the background.

Max: These guys are rotating their operation through a network of abandoned airstrips. Question is, which one?

(Max taps the keyboard and replays the recording.)

Bronck ( recording ): I have your friends here.

(Max is editing an Eyes Only recording.)

Eyes Only (recording) : I've got enough on you to put you away for the rest of your life.

(Scene cuts to Bronck's henchmen inside a van.)

Henchmen: Let's go.

(Scene cuts back to Logan's apartment, Max is still playing the recording over again.)

Bronck ( recording ): I have your friends here. ( airplane sputtering ) I have your friends here. ( airplane sputters )

( Logan's entrance door rings. Bling goes out to check it out.)

Max ( heavy sigh )

Bronck ( on tape ): ...have your friends here. Let me consider it...

(Bling walks towards the door with a gun and opens the door to find Mrs. Moreno.)

Mrs. Moreno: Bling! What are you doing in my apartment?

Bling: You're on the wrong floor, Mrs. Moreno.

(Max calls up Tacome Bleed on the speakerphone.)

Tacoma Bleed: Yeah...

Max: Yo, Bleed.

(Scene cuts to Tacoma Bleeds crib briefly.)

Tacoma Bleed: Who is this?

Max: Word. Bad guys with guns got sent to your place to kill people. Just giving you the heads up.

Tacoma Bleed: Is that right? Good lookin' out.

(At Tacoma Bleed's place, Bronck's henchmen come in with guns. Tacoma Bleed and his crew point guns towards them.)

Henchmen: This 134 Clemson?

(Max hangs up the phone and continues to listen to the recording.)

( distant horn sounding )

Bronck (recording ): Let me consider it.

Bling: Sounds like a foghorn.

Max: Could be Warton airfield, out by the harbor.

(Scene cuts to Max driving to Warton airfield on her bike.)

(Scene cuts to inside the air base.)

Bronck: What the hell is going on? They should've checked in by now.

(Max is inside on the upper level looking down.)

KK: We are ready to roll.

Bronck: The money is on the plane. I'll meet you out there. Shoot them!

(Max swings from a chain and knocks down the two gunmen. She kicks KK down. D'Nardis fires at her and follows after. Bronck leaves.)

(Outside on the airfield, Bronck is boarding a plane.)

Bronck: This is the last shipment. It was nice doing business with you boys.

(Back inside, Max knocks D'Nardis down and releases Logan and Detective Sung.)

Max: I've got to stop the plane.

(Scene cuts to outside by the plane.)

Henchmen: Aren't you forgetting something? Our money?

(Bronck shoots the two hunchmen down and gets in the plane and Max races to catch up to the plane taxing down the runway.)

Bronck: Okay! Let's go!

(Scene cuts to Max catching up to the plane and kicking open the hatch and getting in.)

Bronck: Do you have a boarding pass?

(Bronck points a gun at Max. Max fights Bronck and kicks him out of the plane.)

(Max heads up to the cockpit and knocks out the pilot.)

Max: Turbulence.

( Max brings the plane to a stop and goes to the back to find the girls. There are over a dozen girls sobbing or huddled in fear.)

Max: It's going to be okay.

(Scene cuts to Jam Pony.)

Normal: Hot run.. 95 Round Hill Road.

Original Cindy: Speaking of hot runs... was that your shugga I delivered to on Kings Road yesterday?

Normal: I said it's a hot run. Now, beat it.

Original Cindy: Come on, talk to me, Normal. Original Cindy understands the human heart.

Normal: Well, we had a moment... or so I thought, and, uh... it passed.

Original Cindy: You liked her, huh?

Normal: Yeah.

Original Cindy: What happened, if I'm not out of line asking?

Normal: Oh, it's just different interests, you know. I enjoy the company of women, and apparently, so does she.

Original Cindy: I feel you.

Normal: Actually, she asked me to, uh... give you her number. She found you "alluring"... I think was the word.

(Normal gives Original Cindy a slip of paper with Louise's number on it.)

Original Cindy: This bitch is getting you to pimp for her?

Normal: I am in the messenger business.

Original Cindy: The right one's out there for you somewhere, Normal.

Normal: Yeah. Well, I shouldn't be pouring out my heart on company time. You better get going.

Sketchy: So?

Original Cindy: Damn. Normal just gave me that half-a-heffa's phone number.

Sketchy: Well, you going to call her?

Original Cindy: Mm-mm. 'Cause when you get right down to it Original Cindy's just too damn straight to kick it with a science fiction girlfriend.

(Original Cindy throws the piece of paper on the floor and walks away. Sketchy sees it and picks it up.)

(Scene cuts to Logan's appartment.)

Max: You were right about Bronck.

Logan: Great place, America. Kid's walking home from school. Next thing she knows she belongs to the highest bidder working in a brothel on the other side of the world someplace and Bronck's been making a killing every planeload.

Max: And I almost let him get away with it.

Logan: The bottom line is he's out of business. You did good.

Max: I just wish I could've done something about those kids on the plane that other night.

Logan: Got a lead they're being held by a middleman in L.A. Got some people on it.

Max: So, did I finally get my Eyes Only secret decoder ring?

Logan: Listen... I'm sorry... about the other night. I, uh... I guess I have been a little too focused on my mission. I don't know, maybe Eyes Only has been a way of not having to, uh... think about the less... pleasant aspects of my life. Maybe it is a Halloween mask I've been hiding behind.

Max: You don't have to. Not from me.

Logan: I've got everything we need to whip up a pasta tricolore.

Max: I can boil the water.

Logan: You can?

Max: Mm...hmm.

( The phone rings. Logan picks up the phone.)

Logan : Yeah. Word on the net is he's a weapons dealer? Okay, this is definitely something Eyes Only's going to have to get into. Really? When? Tonight? No, I can't. I'll have to call you tomorrow. Yeah. Bye.

(Logan hangs up the phone.)

Max: Don't hold up the war on my account.

Logan: The world will still be broken in the morning.

(Logan and Max both smile at each other.)