The Net (1998) s01e10 Episode Script
Harvest
Are you eating? Soup, lentil with carrots.
Filled 100 bellies today.
- Doing God's work? - Prepared by human hands.
Some would argue that food is a gift from above.
Have a look.
What is it? A divination website used by an agrarian cult called Harvest Sun.
A farming cult.
I'm guessing they plant magic beans.
The farmers use numerology, and tarot programmes to chart future events, times of drought, when to plant.
If the future reads bleak, they perform New Age incantations - dictated by the site.
- You're not saying you believe in this? I believe the website is under Praetorian control.
They're pulling the strings on the farmers' distribution affecting grain and produce prices on international markets sowing chaos, along with the seeds.
Type in "San Joaquin Valley.
" Okay.
"Man will harvest dust.
" What does that mean? It's a forecast of great destruction.
Is that worry in your voice, Sorcerer? Don't tell me a card game has you spooked.
Go to the valley, but be careful.
If you were that concerned about me, you'd let me finish my soup.
Before the harvest, darkness filled the valley.
But then light pierced the veil, and fed the earth.
And that light brought wisdom.
A way to comprehend the numbers, the voice of God.
Numbers speak the language of the tarot.
Their word is law.
Follow their instruction, and our valley will always know abundance.
And one day, the numbers will show us the path to our final glory.
Are you ready, Cam? - What was the card? - Your lucky number.
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 1x11 "HARVEST" "Religion is the opiate of the people.
" You've got the golden touch.
A million square miles of the most fertile land of the San Joaquin Valley.
More than 200 farmers.
Children of the Harvest, my faithful.
And he has them playing with dolls and sex magic.
I'm just the conduit.
They obey a higher power.
And we have a great respect for that power.
And for your ministry.
You put one-sixth of US agricultural production in our hands.
No.
In God's hands.
Showers are down the hall, cold water only.
- Cold water only? - Dinner's at 7:00, over by 8:00.
That's fine.
Thanks.
The room has multiple jacks for phone and fax modem.
Really? I mean, no offence, I'm just surprised that a place this rustic would be hardwired like that.
Out here, we live and die by our computers.
Really, for what? Like grain updates and weather reports, things like that? Of course.
- Oh, what's this? - It came for you this morning, prepaid.
I signed for it.
Shout, if you need something.
Thanks.
Sorcerer, I would have settled for flowers.
When you reach the valley I want you to locate a young couple.
Farmers, named Waverly.
Are they the link between the cult and the Praetorians? No, but they're close.
They were among the first to join Harvest Sun.
Hello.
Hi.
I'm looking for the Waverlys, Etta and Cam.
You found Cam.
How can I help you? Hi, I'm Angela Maldonando.
I want to talk to you about the Harvest Sun.
Too smooth to be a farmer's hand.
What do you know about the Harvest? I know about the tarot.
The power of numbers.
I found you on the web.
I want to join.
- Welcome, then.
- Cam! Bring your new friend inside.
The sun is strong today.
You're sure we can't get you something to eat? - No, thanks.
- I think a meal will do you good.
- You look tired.
- It's the heat.
She walked all the way from town.
No, no, it's city living.
It drains you.
You guys are lucky you live out here in the clean air and the waves of grain, away from the insanity.
It wasn't always paradise.
Cam and I, we grew up here in this valley.
Government gave up on small farmers, back in the '80s.
Then the whole state was in drought.
Nine seasons of bad yields.
Our whole way of life was disappearing.
Then Jericho stepped in with his faith and made it better.
The earth is alive again.
- Jericho? - Jericho Denain.
He's the leader of the Harvest, the valley's saviour.
Wow, a saviour.
I could use one of those.
- I'd like to meet him.
- I'm sure he'd like to meet you.
Come in, Angela.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
Nice bed.
You a cat-napper? The bed is for ritual, not rest.
Please.
You may go.
Tell me why you're here.
- Can't they tell you? - They could.
When were you born? November 22nd, 1972.
You are a seeker.
- Why don't you use the website? - I love the feel of the cards.
And if the deck isn't handled, it loses its spark.
So, does it say I'm going to get audited? You feel like your world is torn apart.
But it's not just you.
It's the whole world, isn't it? Plagues, drought mad cow disease.
- Well, karma, right? Meat is murder.
- Yes.
God promised us control over the beasts in the fields and now he turns them against us.
But there's refuge with us here, Angela, in the Harvest.
Still Still, with you there's something deeper, isn't there? Yeah.
Yeah.
You're going to see your father again.
- What did you say? - Many people stand in your way.
Even those you trust.
I could help you find him.
He's in here, Angela.
We just need to draw him out.
No.
All right.
Then this is your last card, it's your destiny.
If you will, I'll choose my own destiny.
Thank you very much.
It also means change.
A new beginning.
A death to suffering.
Look at me.
You are meant for great things.
Then I guess they'll just have to find me.
Etta, you were right.
She's lovely.
Be sure she attends the gathering.
What was the top card? As I said, destiny.
Oh, I missed dinner.
I doubt Mayberry has take-out.
E- mail message.
You have a brilliant grasp of the obvious.
Hello, Sorcerer, are you playing possum? That's not like you.
Come on.
I've had enough drama for the day.
What is it? Come on, damn it.
Where are you? I'm here, Angel.
Behind you.
Hello, Angel.
Who the hell are you? My name is Jacob Resh.
- Oh, God, my heart hurts.
- This has got to be tough for you.
Tough for me? I have shooting pains up my arm.
Who let you in here? I'm sorry, the door was open.
So that gives you permission to just come into my room and skulk? I wouldn't call it skulking, more like lying in wait.
Who are you? I'm Sorcerer.
No.
The voice, that syntax, that was not That was not a kid talking.
I sampled the voice.
Opera singers, sportscasters, English wankers.
You're saying that my link to reality is a made-up English wanker? Come on.
You know, it's actually kind of cool.
I'm me, and you thought I was like, Winston Churchill or something.
Stop it.
Stop talking.
I saw a photograph of the Sorcerer.
It was in Copper Canyon, in 1984.
That was when your mother was still changing your pants.
That was my father, Luke Resh.
He was a cyber philosopher.
The Praetorians killed him.
Made it look like suicide.
I carry on what he started.
You sent me that e-mail? You turned my life into dog food.
What were you thinking? We were both alone, but I knew we had Copper Canyon between us.
It was a mistake.
So was this.
Angela.
- Back off, junior.
- Hey, nothing's changed.
We still need each other.
"We"? No, there's never been a "we.
" I have been shot, stabbed, jailed none of which ever brought you out of hiding.
So what brings you out from underneath the stars tonight, Jacob? Never separate a man from his board.
You're scared.
You little pog! They flushed you out.
I came here to save you.
Denain found me, he tracked me through the tarot.
He'll tell the Praetorians.
Oh, you mean, he rolled the bones at you, and you spooked.
A week ago, they sent me the death card.
Three days ago, the martyr, and today, the sorcerer.
He thinks that you're some nosey hacker that he backtracked.
So he sends you three cards out of 22 to make you sweat.
This is real, Angela.
When I was your age, I believed in ghosts too.
You know, hormones are raging, life seems out of control you just think that you can find explanations in shadows.
Denain preys on that kind of fear, Jacob.
That's how he keeps the farmers under his thumb and their wives in his bed.
Denain is the devil and he's in bed with the Praetorians.
Come on, I'll buy you a piece of pie.
- Denain was at Copper Canyon.
- Then he knew both of our fathers.
Maybe.
He was the director of a splinter group called Magus.
Their mandate was to close the gap with Soviet occult investigations but Denain went deep.
What started out as investigation became faith.
- So, that makes him the Devil? - Okay.
Invasion of Panama, our government knew that General Noriega who was using voodoo priests to protect him.
So the army organised an occult task force to counter their magic.
Denain led that force into the jungle.
So he used voodoo to win the invasion? He slaughtered the priests, sacrificed their blood to the spirits of the wind and then he won the invasion.
- How can you know so much? - I know everything.
Oh, God.
Sorcerer is a teenager with a bad bleach job.
Do you even shave yet? Maybe not.
But I am the one who pays for the pie.
Trying to find your house? We've picked up ancillary communications from the Harvest Sun website.
Denain has cancelled all grain distribution after the 15th of the month.
No transport trucks, no pick-up dates set at train depots it's like he's shutting down the valley.
What is your mad monk up to? You've been double-crossed, like Rasputin, the Russian monk.
Like Denain, his power was his belief but his madness brought down an empire.
If Denain is a lunatic it's the lunacy of genius.
He gets results.
"Food is power over the masses.
" The man who said that was also popular with the Russians.
And what do you want me to do, kill him? Rasputin predicted his own death but he wasn't sure who'd pull the trigger.
He foretold that if the nobility brought him down the czar and his regime would crumble.
But if a peasant did the job, the empire would last 1,000 years.
And which are you? When the time comes I'll kill Denain.
I know the time is near.
There must be a way.
This comes too soon.
Tell us what we can do.
What do you want from my congregation? If we are to die then tell me the hour and the day.
The laptop you gave me.
I don't believe it.
I bet it was that fruitcase who owns this place.
Always keep a spare in the trunk.
That Denain's trying to hide something from me, right? First they want you in the sack, then they try to keep secrets.
Let's find out.
Okay.
Denain's got a voice-activated message, but it's for cult members only.
Password protected.
Well, we should use a sniffer programme and just piggyback onto the existing password.
No need.
Where are you going, junior? Places you've never been, Mom.
I'm a member of the Harvest.
I was drifting.
Thought I could use some spiritual guidance.
I'm sure you were a big hit at the bake sale.
While the rest of the world fell into darkness God granted our valley the gift of sun and abundance.
But with great gifts comes great sacrifice.
Soon we will be called to set fire to the fields.
And throw ourselves into the flames so that mankind will be left to harvest the dust of our ashes.
He's calling for mass suicide.
If I were you, I'd turn in my membership.
So that mankind will be left to harvest the dust of our ashes.
I promise you.
The man is a menace.
Shut that off! A few hundred dead faithful farmers.
We'll have the Feds, media, and clergy all descending on the valley.
It's the nature of our organisation.
We don't profit from death unless we plan it.
No work force, no food.
No power over the masses.
I say it's time Denain leaned in and took one for the team.
E- mail message.
Sir, we have a new computation.
Denain has posted a message on the Harvest Sun website.
It's addressed to Angela Maldonando.
A woman by that name checked into a boarding house in the area yesterday.
Our Angela.
Everybody turns out for a barn burning.
I want Denain eliminated.
I want that cult stabilised under our control.
If Angela's there, catch her.
If you can't catch her, kill her.
She'll be in good hands.
He posted your alias on the site.
The Praetorians will use it to track you here.
"Children of the Harvest are gathering at the Waverly farm.
Join us.
" We should leave now.
This is way beyond us.
Beyond us? You'd leave these people here to die? They believe their deaths are God's will, dictated to his messenger on Earth Jericho Denain.
How do you compete with that? Trust me.
I can be very persuasive.
I have acted in good faith.
I have served the cause.
And I want that to continue.
Don't ruin the structure we've put in place.
Call off the suicide.
No one stops destiny.
I learnt that too late.
Yes, I know what's coming, but I have one last gift for you.
Who is it, Jericho? Who is the boy? Before man, before the world there were numbers.
They were there at creation an aspect of the spirit, the will of God.
Numbers showed us the way to the abundance here in the valley.
And now they call us to God.
- Just tell us when.
- I'll know today.
Watch the website for the numbers.
Don't believe in him.
Believe in yourselves.
He's telling you lies.
This is all lies.
This is all lies.
She blasphemes! I know everything about you, Denain.
We don't want you here.
I should send you a bill for my laptop.
Let her speak.
Let her speak.
This man is part of a group of people who are devoted to destruction and their will, not God's and not numbers' is who's controlling you.
You have no proof of that.
Don't you get it? Your death will be for nothing.
They will just move on to the next victim.
Don't listen to her, because before me, you were lost and starving.
My faith found you and fed you and brought life back to your land.
All that you have came from me.
He's not responsible for the valley's abundance.
You made it happen, not Denain.
Don't give in to him.
Could lies bring grain to the fields and food to your table? Could lies bring you together as one people? Get down! Get down! There he is! Get him! This way! Go over there.
Hurry.
- It came from over there.
- All right.
Come on.
Damn it.
Angela! Jacob! - Angela! - Jacob! Get off me.
I could have used some help out there, Angela.
You disappoint me.
Angela! Angela! How's your guest? Comfortable.
You received an e-mail.
My mom remember my birthday this year? It's from Sorcerer.
That can't be right.
- Have we confirmed the source? - It's his signature.
He used his standard sub-links but left himself open to trace.
He's in the valley.
He claims he's offering himself in exchange for Angela's freedom and he specified a site for the transfer.
You hear that, Angela? Your benefactor's coming in from the cold.
Look forward to meeting him.
The chairman has asked that you put closure on the Sorcerer situation if at all possible.
The chairman sends an addendum.
Put Sorcerer to sleep and make sure Denain joins him.
No more mistakes.
Tell him I'm the sandman.
Well, I caught you, Dorothy.
Now I'm going after your little dog.
Smile.
- Hey, kid.
- Can I help you? You're not supposed to be in here.
Then take a walk, Opie.
Make it a long one.
Do you know what happened to my father? How's that? I think you do know what happened.
I don't know about your past, kid.
But I can see your future and right now it's getting shorter.
Way too excessive on this.
This guy has some serious mother issues.
We've got to get to the Waverly house.
That's where Denain is.
You get on the computer.
Why won't you say when? Denain will be working the website.
He expects the numerology programme to deliver the date and time of the sacrifice.
We're locked out.
He changed the passcodes.
All right.
I'm going to try to run a Trojan horse in through, to get in the back door.
Unless someone logs on with a new passcode soon we're not going to get a pathway to the site.
Then I'll take us to the source.
Where are the farmers? Denain ordered them to fan out and capture Trelawney.
Any luck? Oh, yeah, I'm through.
I'm going to upload a virus into the programme.
It will just keep the equations running indefinitely.
Sacrifice cancelled due to technical difficulty.
Well, the site will be protected by anti-virus.
No, not for the bug that I've got.
Hey, wait.
Where are you going? Keep working.
You're close.
Yes.
Come on.
Give me the time.
Come on.
Oh, God.
I am blessed.
Give me the time.
Oh, please, please go through.
Go through.
Come on.
Yes.
Yes.
Oh, virus, be nasty.
Why won't you answer? Why won't you give me the numbers? I always hated math.
How about you? I believe God meant me for a more important death than this.
Be careful what you believe.
Jacob.
Jacob? Jacob? Oh, my God.
Who did this to you? I could have given you your father.
I know where Evan Bennett is.
- What? - I know.
Don't you lie to me.
No! Oh, my God.
Jacob! Jacob! Oh, my God.
There must be $30,000 worth of equipment in here.
How does a kid that lives in a basement have all this and still keep me fed and clothed? I designed this when I was 13.
Number two on the market.
Royalties keep rolling in.
So you live here alone? My grandparents.
They're cool.
They give me lots of space.
Who's this? My mom.
- She's beautiful.
- She's gone.
Took off in '88.
Followed The Grateful Dead for their show in Cairo.
Never saw her again.
And I don't remember her changing my pants.
Man, you are one weird kid.
Yeah, better weird than wrinkled.
I do not have wrinkles.
You will before me.
Well, there's a lot that I'm gonna have before you.
Come on.
It's you and me.
Things could be worse.
Tell me how.
Stay in touch? You said that you were trying to find my father and that you were getting close.
I want you to keep trying.
I promise.
I'll never forget about your father.
And I'll never forget that you sent me that e-mail.
You're still harping on the e-mail.
- Jacob, have you finished your homework? - Nana.
- She's a real wallflower.
- It's cool.
I've got her.
Filled 100 bellies today.
- Doing God's work? - Prepared by human hands.
Some would argue that food is a gift from above.
Have a look.
What is it? A divination website used by an agrarian cult called Harvest Sun.
A farming cult.
I'm guessing they plant magic beans.
The farmers use numerology, and tarot programmes to chart future events, times of drought, when to plant.
If the future reads bleak, they perform New Age incantations - dictated by the site.
- You're not saying you believe in this? I believe the website is under Praetorian control.
They're pulling the strings on the farmers' distribution affecting grain and produce prices on international markets sowing chaos, along with the seeds.
Type in "San Joaquin Valley.
" Okay.
"Man will harvest dust.
" What does that mean? It's a forecast of great destruction.
Is that worry in your voice, Sorcerer? Don't tell me a card game has you spooked.
Go to the valley, but be careful.
If you were that concerned about me, you'd let me finish my soup.
Before the harvest, darkness filled the valley.
But then light pierced the veil, and fed the earth.
And that light brought wisdom.
A way to comprehend the numbers, the voice of God.
Numbers speak the language of the tarot.
Their word is law.
Follow their instruction, and our valley will always know abundance.
And one day, the numbers will show us the path to our final glory.
Are you ready, Cam? - What was the card? - Your lucky number.
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 1x11 "HARVEST" "Religion is the opiate of the people.
" You've got the golden touch.
A million square miles of the most fertile land of the San Joaquin Valley.
More than 200 farmers.
Children of the Harvest, my faithful.
And he has them playing with dolls and sex magic.
I'm just the conduit.
They obey a higher power.
And we have a great respect for that power.
And for your ministry.
You put one-sixth of US agricultural production in our hands.
No.
In God's hands.
Showers are down the hall, cold water only.
- Cold water only? - Dinner's at 7:00, over by 8:00.
That's fine.
Thanks.
The room has multiple jacks for phone and fax modem.
Really? I mean, no offence, I'm just surprised that a place this rustic would be hardwired like that.
Out here, we live and die by our computers.
Really, for what? Like grain updates and weather reports, things like that? Of course.
- Oh, what's this? - It came for you this morning, prepaid.
I signed for it.
Shout, if you need something.
Thanks.
Sorcerer, I would have settled for flowers.
When you reach the valley I want you to locate a young couple.
Farmers, named Waverly.
Are they the link between the cult and the Praetorians? No, but they're close.
They were among the first to join Harvest Sun.
Hello.
Hi.
I'm looking for the Waverlys, Etta and Cam.
You found Cam.
How can I help you? Hi, I'm Angela Maldonando.
I want to talk to you about the Harvest Sun.
Too smooth to be a farmer's hand.
What do you know about the Harvest? I know about the tarot.
The power of numbers.
I found you on the web.
I want to join.
- Welcome, then.
- Cam! Bring your new friend inside.
The sun is strong today.
You're sure we can't get you something to eat? - No, thanks.
- I think a meal will do you good.
- You look tired.
- It's the heat.
She walked all the way from town.
No, no, it's city living.
It drains you.
You guys are lucky you live out here in the clean air and the waves of grain, away from the insanity.
It wasn't always paradise.
Cam and I, we grew up here in this valley.
Government gave up on small farmers, back in the '80s.
Then the whole state was in drought.
Nine seasons of bad yields.
Our whole way of life was disappearing.
Then Jericho stepped in with his faith and made it better.
The earth is alive again.
- Jericho? - Jericho Denain.
He's the leader of the Harvest, the valley's saviour.
Wow, a saviour.
I could use one of those.
- I'd like to meet him.
- I'm sure he'd like to meet you.
Come in, Angela.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
Nice bed.
You a cat-napper? The bed is for ritual, not rest.
Please.
You may go.
Tell me why you're here.
- Can't they tell you? - They could.
When were you born? November 22nd, 1972.
You are a seeker.
- Why don't you use the website? - I love the feel of the cards.
And if the deck isn't handled, it loses its spark.
So, does it say I'm going to get audited? You feel like your world is torn apart.
But it's not just you.
It's the whole world, isn't it? Plagues, drought mad cow disease.
- Well, karma, right? Meat is murder.
- Yes.
God promised us control over the beasts in the fields and now he turns them against us.
But there's refuge with us here, Angela, in the Harvest.
Still Still, with you there's something deeper, isn't there? Yeah.
Yeah.
You're going to see your father again.
- What did you say? - Many people stand in your way.
Even those you trust.
I could help you find him.
He's in here, Angela.
We just need to draw him out.
No.
All right.
Then this is your last card, it's your destiny.
If you will, I'll choose my own destiny.
Thank you very much.
It also means change.
A new beginning.
A death to suffering.
Look at me.
You are meant for great things.
Then I guess they'll just have to find me.
Etta, you were right.
She's lovely.
Be sure she attends the gathering.
What was the top card? As I said, destiny.
Oh, I missed dinner.
I doubt Mayberry has take-out.
E- mail message.
You have a brilliant grasp of the obvious.
Hello, Sorcerer, are you playing possum? That's not like you.
Come on.
I've had enough drama for the day.
What is it? Come on, damn it.
Where are you? I'm here, Angel.
Behind you.
Hello, Angel.
Who the hell are you? My name is Jacob Resh.
- Oh, God, my heart hurts.
- This has got to be tough for you.
Tough for me? I have shooting pains up my arm.
Who let you in here? I'm sorry, the door was open.
So that gives you permission to just come into my room and skulk? I wouldn't call it skulking, more like lying in wait.
Who are you? I'm Sorcerer.
No.
The voice, that syntax, that was not That was not a kid talking.
I sampled the voice.
Opera singers, sportscasters, English wankers.
You're saying that my link to reality is a made-up English wanker? Come on.
You know, it's actually kind of cool.
I'm me, and you thought I was like, Winston Churchill or something.
Stop it.
Stop talking.
I saw a photograph of the Sorcerer.
It was in Copper Canyon, in 1984.
That was when your mother was still changing your pants.
That was my father, Luke Resh.
He was a cyber philosopher.
The Praetorians killed him.
Made it look like suicide.
I carry on what he started.
You sent me that e-mail? You turned my life into dog food.
What were you thinking? We were both alone, but I knew we had Copper Canyon between us.
It was a mistake.
So was this.
Angela.
- Back off, junior.
- Hey, nothing's changed.
We still need each other.
"We"? No, there's never been a "we.
" I have been shot, stabbed, jailed none of which ever brought you out of hiding.
So what brings you out from underneath the stars tonight, Jacob? Never separate a man from his board.
You're scared.
You little pog! They flushed you out.
I came here to save you.
Denain found me, he tracked me through the tarot.
He'll tell the Praetorians.
Oh, you mean, he rolled the bones at you, and you spooked.
A week ago, they sent me the death card.
Three days ago, the martyr, and today, the sorcerer.
He thinks that you're some nosey hacker that he backtracked.
So he sends you three cards out of 22 to make you sweat.
This is real, Angela.
When I was your age, I believed in ghosts too.
You know, hormones are raging, life seems out of control you just think that you can find explanations in shadows.
Denain preys on that kind of fear, Jacob.
That's how he keeps the farmers under his thumb and their wives in his bed.
Denain is the devil and he's in bed with the Praetorians.
Come on, I'll buy you a piece of pie.
- Denain was at Copper Canyon.
- Then he knew both of our fathers.
Maybe.
He was the director of a splinter group called Magus.
Their mandate was to close the gap with Soviet occult investigations but Denain went deep.
What started out as investigation became faith.
- So, that makes him the Devil? - Okay.
Invasion of Panama, our government knew that General Noriega who was using voodoo priests to protect him.
So the army organised an occult task force to counter their magic.
Denain led that force into the jungle.
So he used voodoo to win the invasion? He slaughtered the priests, sacrificed their blood to the spirits of the wind and then he won the invasion.
- How can you know so much? - I know everything.
Oh, God.
Sorcerer is a teenager with a bad bleach job.
Do you even shave yet? Maybe not.
But I am the one who pays for the pie.
Trying to find your house? We've picked up ancillary communications from the Harvest Sun website.
Denain has cancelled all grain distribution after the 15th of the month.
No transport trucks, no pick-up dates set at train depots it's like he's shutting down the valley.
What is your mad monk up to? You've been double-crossed, like Rasputin, the Russian monk.
Like Denain, his power was his belief but his madness brought down an empire.
If Denain is a lunatic it's the lunacy of genius.
He gets results.
"Food is power over the masses.
" The man who said that was also popular with the Russians.
And what do you want me to do, kill him? Rasputin predicted his own death but he wasn't sure who'd pull the trigger.
He foretold that if the nobility brought him down the czar and his regime would crumble.
But if a peasant did the job, the empire would last 1,000 years.
And which are you? When the time comes I'll kill Denain.
I know the time is near.
There must be a way.
This comes too soon.
Tell us what we can do.
What do you want from my congregation? If we are to die then tell me the hour and the day.
The laptop you gave me.
I don't believe it.
I bet it was that fruitcase who owns this place.
Always keep a spare in the trunk.
That Denain's trying to hide something from me, right? First they want you in the sack, then they try to keep secrets.
Let's find out.
Okay.
Denain's got a voice-activated message, but it's for cult members only.
Password protected.
Well, we should use a sniffer programme and just piggyback onto the existing password.
No need.
Where are you going, junior? Places you've never been, Mom.
I'm a member of the Harvest.
I was drifting.
Thought I could use some spiritual guidance.
I'm sure you were a big hit at the bake sale.
While the rest of the world fell into darkness God granted our valley the gift of sun and abundance.
But with great gifts comes great sacrifice.
Soon we will be called to set fire to the fields.
And throw ourselves into the flames so that mankind will be left to harvest the dust of our ashes.
He's calling for mass suicide.
If I were you, I'd turn in my membership.
So that mankind will be left to harvest the dust of our ashes.
I promise you.
The man is a menace.
Shut that off! A few hundred dead faithful farmers.
We'll have the Feds, media, and clergy all descending on the valley.
It's the nature of our organisation.
We don't profit from death unless we plan it.
No work force, no food.
No power over the masses.
I say it's time Denain leaned in and took one for the team.
E- mail message.
Sir, we have a new computation.
Denain has posted a message on the Harvest Sun website.
It's addressed to Angela Maldonando.
A woman by that name checked into a boarding house in the area yesterday.
Our Angela.
Everybody turns out for a barn burning.
I want Denain eliminated.
I want that cult stabilised under our control.
If Angela's there, catch her.
If you can't catch her, kill her.
She'll be in good hands.
He posted your alias on the site.
The Praetorians will use it to track you here.
"Children of the Harvest are gathering at the Waverly farm.
Join us.
" We should leave now.
This is way beyond us.
Beyond us? You'd leave these people here to die? They believe their deaths are God's will, dictated to his messenger on Earth Jericho Denain.
How do you compete with that? Trust me.
I can be very persuasive.
I have acted in good faith.
I have served the cause.
And I want that to continue.
Don't ruin the structure we've put in place.
Call off the suicide.
No one stops destiny.
I learnt that too late.
Yes, I know what's coming, but I have one last gift for you.
Who is it, Jericho? Who is the boy? Before man, before the world there were numbers.
They were there at creation an aspect of the spirit, the will of God.
Numbers showed us the way to the abundance here in the valley.
And now they call us to God.
- Just tell us when.
- I'll know today.
Watch the website for the numbers.
Don't believe in him.
Believe in yourselves.
He's telling you lies.
This is all lies.
This is all lies.
She blasphemes! I know everything about you, Denain.
We don't want you here.
I should send you a bill for my laptop.
Let her speak.
Let her speak.
This man is part of a group of people who are devoted to destruction and their will, not God's and not numbers' is who's controlling you.
You have no proof of that.
Don't you get it? Your death will be for nothing.
They will just move on to the next victim.
Don't listen to her, because before me, you were lost and starving.
My faith found you and fed you and brought life back to your land.
All that you have came from me.
He's not responsible for the valley's abundance.
You made it happen, not Denain.
Don't give in to him.
Could lies bring grain to the fields and food to your table? Could lies bring you together as one people? Get down! Get down! There he is! Get him! This way! Go over there.
Hurry.
- It came from over there.
- All right.
Come on.
Damn it.
Angela! Jacob! - Angela! - Jacob! Get off me.
I could have used some help out there, Angela.
You disappoint me.
Angela! Angela! How's your guest? Comfortable.
You received an e-mail.
My mom remember my birthday this year? It's from Sorcerer.
That can't be right.
- Have we confirmed the source? - It's his signature.
He used his standard sub-links but left himself open to trace.
He's in the valley.
He claims he's offering himself in exchange for Angela's freedom and he specified a site for the transfer.
You hear that, Angela? Your benefactor's coming in from the cold.
Look forward to meeting him.
The chairman has asked that you put closure on the Sorcerer situation if at all possible.
The chairman sends an addendum.
Put Sorcerer to sleep and make sure Denain joins him.
No more mistakes.
Tell him I'm the sandman.
Well, I caught you, Dorothy.
Now I'm going after your little dog.
Smile.
- Hey, kid.
- Can I help you? You're not supposed to be in here.
Then take a walk, Opie.
Make it a long one.
Do you know what happened to my father? How's that? I think you do know what happened.
I don't know about your past, kid.
But I can see your future and right now it's getting shorter.
Way too excessive on this.
This guy has some serious mother issues.
We've got to get to the Waverly house.
That's where Denain is.
You get on the computer.
Why won't you say when? Denain will be working the website.
He expects the numerology programme to deliver the date and time of the sacrifice.
We're locked out.
He changed the passcodes.
All right.
I'm going to try to run a Trojan horse in through, to get in the back door.
Unless someone logs on with a new passcode soon we're not going to get a pathway to the site.
Then I'll take us to the source.
Where are the farmers? Denain ordered them to fan out and capture Trelawney.
Any luck? Oh, yeah, I'm through.
I'm going to upload a virus into the programme.
It will just keep the equations running indefinitely.
Sacrifice cancelled due to technical difficulty.
Well, the site will be protected by anti-virus.
No, not for the bug that I've got.
Hey, wait.
Where are you going? Keep working.
You're close.
Yes.
Come on.
Give me the time.
Come on.
Oh, God.
I am blessed.
Give me the time.
Oh, please, please go through.
Go through.
Come on.
Yes.
Yes.
Oh, virus, be nasty.
Why won't you answer? Why won't you give me the numbers? I always hated math.
How about you? I believe God meant me for a more important death than this.
Be careful what you believe.
Jacob.
Jacob? Jacob? Oh, my God.
Who did this to you? I could have given you your father.
I know where Evan Bennett is.
- What? - I know.
Don't you lie to me.
No! Oh, my God.
Jacob! Jacob! Oh, my God.
There must be $30,000 worth of equipment in here.
How does a kid that lives in a basement have all this and still keep me fed and clothed? I designed this when I was 13.
Number two on the market.
Royalties keep rolling in.
So you live here alone? My grandparents.
They're cool.
They give me lots of space.
Who's this? My mom.
- She's beautiful.
- She's gone.
Took off in '88.
Followed The Grateful Dead for their show in Cairo.
Never saw her again.
And I don't remember her changing my pants.
Man, you are one weird kid.
Yeah, better weird than wrinkled.
I do not have wrinkles.
You will before me.
Well, there's a lot that I'm gonna have before you.
Come on.
It's you and me.
Things could be worse.
Tell me how.
Stay in touch? You said that you were trying to find my father and that you were getting close.
I want you to keep trying.
I promise.
I'll never forget about your father.
And I'll never forget that you sent me that e-mail.
You're still harping on the e-mail.
- Jacob, have you finished your homework? - Nana.
- She's a real wallflower.
- It's cool.
I've got her.