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- The Handoff
- Scene Opens on a park bench with THE INFORMANT sitting on it. He checks his watch. THE AGENT arrives and sits on the bench.
- THE INFORMANT
- what’s the code sign?
- THE AGENT
- Not even a hello?
- THE INFORMANT
- Don’t mess around with me. What’s the call sign?
- THE AGENT
- I do not like green eggs and ham.
- THE INFORMANT
- See? Was that hard? You secret agent types are so cocky. Did you bring my payment?
- THE AGENT
- Of course.
- [the agent removes a briefcase from behind the bench]
- Do you have the drive?
- INFORMANT
- Yeah. Here it is.
- [hands the drive to AGENT]
- All the info obtained from the S.P.Y.D.E.R servers using the virus you S.A.M people gave me.
- AGENT
- Excellent.
- INFORMANT
- Hey hey hey woah. Woah. Hey. C’mon. your organization said you’d protect me! I stuck my neck out for you guys. And once S.P.Y.D.E.R finds out what I’ve done, they’ll send their Arachnids after me.
- AGENT
- You have nothing to worry about. Everything you need to start your new life is in the briefcase.
- INFORMANT
- Yeah, sure. I’ll check for myself. I trust S.A.M almost as little as I trust S.P.Y.D.E.R.
- [opens the briefcase] hey, what is this? Why is this case full of plastic…spiders…
- [looks at THE AGENT]
- Oh god.
- [THE AGENT smiles and stabs THE INFORMANT. He slumps over, dead]
- AGENT
- The Tarantula sends his regards.
- [leaves]
- END
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