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INT. OFFICE - DAY
Unable to concentrate, Ben eavesdrops on some of the background noise
Editor (O.C.)I'm sorry, but every one is different. I'll go and see but you are going to have to accept that everyone will do things differently.
Jennifer (O.C.)I know.
SFX: DOORS OPENING AND CLOSING AS PEOPLE COME AND GO.
Ben joggles the cursor to disable the screensaver. A close up on the monitor shows wallpaper of Lizbeth Salander (or similar character as the movie poster for Girl with the dragon tattoo
in which Lizbeth has on her hoody and a spike collar). Obstructing part of the background image is a slew of unorganized files. We see only the interaction of cursor on monitor pointing at files
* 661 964 0568 [2009-10-17 1609].pdf * addressbook * AIjp_and_lc.jpg * all_u_need_s_hate.mp3 * artworld/~ * BANNER lesson * barshow.jar * billboard.jpg * body-bg-4.gif * Booklist * browserRedirect * bs * catpix * cd.GIF * core024.tar * CSI * CustomerBillManager * data_tab.xls * doc.pdf * DSKTP Clutter * everydns.pdf * excel * fax cover-Rico.rtf * Final_LA_press_se_04.04.07.pdf * Form_81_.pdf * fr.pdf * fuck 2007.rtf * genetic_apple.png * Genius_a rock opera * httpd.txt * incense * Install Flash Player 9 UB.dmg * install-vanilla-osx.sh * julie_rico_MENU.ai * KXTG6021.pdf * mbz_ipod_03082005.pdf * med/den insur * medieval calligraphy * Medusa Menu.cwk * metalreview.html * michael_clayton.pdf * mllerivierre.jpg * new free fonts * newsletter folder * newsletter.txt * nobody * npr_12842807.mp3 * page1_Revolver.tiff * page2_Revolver.tiff * pagemkrbs * pfrspec1.3.pdf * Picture clipping * predeswrkmnscomp.pdf * print_BofA_error.pdf * print UNIX starters guide.pdf * promo_gap.pdf * ricoaguirre.local/vanilla-static/attachments/attachments/amgree_bofa_visa.pdf * root * Rosicrucian * RUG_RIFFING_IT? * samp1e banner.jpg * save * save.Backup * server essentials_((AUDIO)) * Shoe * sig.html * sigema * signature.txt * signatures old * Simone from Epica.jpg * simple.xls * sol * store returns.txt * Stylus Driver Updater v1.0cEs * superdelegats.txt * sutterlin.html * swingcyclepreview.pdf * System_Map.pdf * tees.jpg * UN_Ines9.jpg * Vitolo Demystifying the Copperplate Spencerian Script Enigma.pdf
The cursor does a dance across the screen tracking thru the cluttered mess. Sometimes it highlightes the file name, sometimes it just clicks on the file, hi-liting it by default, and sometimes it encircles the file in a rotationary movement (clockwise), or it makes a scribbling gesture as if to send signals to the brain thru visual stimulation that the file is not what Ben seeks.
Editor (O.C.)Okay, I don't see the mess you are describing.
Eventually the file being sought is found on Ben's computer desktop, but the title of it would never have indicated that it's contents consisted of anything remotely related to it.
Jennifer has long since exited the Editor's office. Although she hadn't replied to the Editor's last remark about neatness with anything potentially dramatic. Ben takes notice of her grunts by trying to make small talk with her as soon as the Editor returns to her office.
JenniferOh boy, I'm going home.
BenYou're going home? Why don't you hang out?
JenniferNo way, m,an. I'm just waiting for whoever is in the restroom to come out.
BenAw, you should stay and chat a bit.
BenNo reason. I'm getting ready to leave myself. I guess I take that back.
JENNIFERWhere you going?
BenDon't know yet. I'm checking my to-do list.
That sounds urgent.
BenIt can be... I can't keep things in my head the way other people can. I have to note it down somewhere and if I happen to stumble on it in my notes, it can be revalating.
JENNIFEROh, I see.
SFX: DOORS OPENING</div>
Jennifer disappears into the restroom
Ben gets up slowly and pops his head over his cubicle. He then begins to walk toward the office.
Editor (CONT'D)Are you going to be here until closing?
BenI'm scheduled all day, but I'm working on a project that's going to pull me away for a short while.
EditorSo you'll be back?
EditorOkay, because I have somebody coming in today and I need to present her to you.
BenOh yeah? Who is it?
EditorYour new researcher.
BenOh wow, I get one of those?
EditorShe won't just be yours, but I want her to start with your assignments. It's only for the media articles. You mentioned difficulty obtaining certain news stories thru the archives and, since she temps in this area of publishing, I believe her employer provides all of that. You might run that problem thru her.
BenOh, that's great. Thanks. Is that all?
EditorYes, that's all. Oh, and what's it you're working on that is taking your somewhere?
EditorYes, right-now right-now
BenThe transitioning of words. For instance, disclaimer is developing some new meaning in new age publishing.
EditorYou're not going to a movie, are you?
BenNo. I'll only be out for a short while.
BenA small gap in time when certain upcoming releases cannot be accounted for... It's just one of the recalcitrant points I'm working on to support the claim that network software development leaves... or the evolution of hypertext language is prepositioning web enthusiasts of all kinds. Get on the band wagon of development or prepare to meet uncertain doom.
BenYou know. ISPs rounding up their customers as if they were cattle. That sorta thing.
The Editor rolls her eyes dismissively. Ben takes leave.
EditorOh, Ben! Let me know when you get back.
Ben stops at his desk just long enough to pick up his keys as if he truly were going on an errand in which he would need to drive off somewhere.
EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY
Ben makes his way to the side of the building. He uses a bench to stand on so that he might reach the roof access ladder. When he safely gets there, he can't see Aaron. He looks at his watch. Just before making his way back down, his name is hailed.
Aaron is on the roof, but on a completely different side of the building.
AARON (CONT'D)What are you doing there?
BenHow do I get there?
AARONDude, I don't know. Looks like you gotta climb up the eaves.
Aaron points to the steep slope of the angular portion of the roof, as opposed to the flat industrial side.
BenScrew that. How'd you get there?
AARONThru the storage room's roof hatch. It only has a padlock on it. Go back down. I left it unlocked.
BenNo way. They've seen me leave. They'll think I'm back.
AARONTell them you forgot something.
BenYeah... my digital recorder, my car keys. I don't even know where I'm supposed to have gone. What's that smell?
Ben tries to catch a gander at a hibachi by stepping on the angular section of rooftop tiles to elevate his height.
AARON (CONT'D)Are you gonna try? I got hotdogs.
Aaron takes a toke of his joint.
AARON (CONT'D)... and weed.
Ben sees that the tiles support his weight and its just a matter of trying not to slip if he tried to make his way to Aaron. He goes for it.
AARON (CONT'D)Yeah man! Don't fall.
BenWhere'd you get the hibachi?
AARONLong story, but I had brought it to work one day and left it in storage.
BenThe hot dogs?
AaronWell, you know, one day I had the munchies and nothing to munch on. I remembered I had the hibachi but what good, right? with nothing to grill? So now I keep hot dogs well supplied in the fridge. I can boil them, nuke them and eat them for lunch, or I can bring them up here with me.
BenYou know, the air vents are going to suck in all that smoke and go thru the air conditioning system.
AARONBullshit, man. That's what they got filtration for. If that were true, then they'd probably be inhaling all this pot I smoke up here.
BenCome to think of it, I think maybe that's why people have been acting so weird lately. What? No china?
AaronWhat th... china. Good one. heh heh.