Int. First deposition room - night

MARYLIN (V.0.)

MARK

SEAN

MARK

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SEAN

MARK

SEAN

MARK

SEAN

MARK

SEAN

MARK

SEAN

EXT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT

MARK

1. 57.

INT. NEW FACEBOOK OFFICES - NIGHT

ASHLEIGH

POLICEMAN

ASHLEIGH

GIRL

SEAN

POLICEMAN

SEAN

POLICEMAN

SEAN

SEAN

POLICEMAN

150.

GIRL,

POLICEMAN

SEAN

POLICEMAN

SEAN

POLICEMAN

SEAN

INT. BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

155.

--leaving the door open.

It's the cops.

And they all spring into action. The girls are putting their

bras back on, SEAN is wiping down a night table with the palm

of his hand to get the coke dust off.

SEAN (CONT'D)

What's goin' on?

They turn to see TWO POLICEMEN standing in the doorway, their

flashlights scanning the room and hitting SEAN's eyes.

(BEAT)

We're sorry, was the music too loud?

We've got kind of a celebration going.

Ladies, I need you to put your shirts on.

I can have them turn the music down.

One of the policemen casually takes SEAN's hand and sees that

his palm looks like he just used it to erase a blackboard. The

cop uses his finger to taste what it is.

SEAN (CONT'D)

Yeah, that isn't mine.

Okay, could you all stay where you are.

And the handcuffs start to come out and we've got a room of

terrified children.

Wait, can we just talk for a second?

We start to move in on SEAM...

(TO SEAN)

You got anything in your pockets I need

to know about?

No sir.

- POLICEMAN

Don't be stupid now,

I don It.

(out of SEAN's shirt pocket)

What's this?

It's an Epipen,

And this?

That's my inhaler.

POLICEMAN #2

Ladies, how old are you?

I'm 20.

I'm 19,

Lying makes • i_'E worse.

I'm 17, I-'m sorry, I shouldn't have lied.

SEAN closes. his eyes at hearing this news as we HEAR the sound

of the-cuffs lock around his wrists and we

CUT TO:

A digital LED clock on the wall tells us it's 4:40AM.

MARK is sitting at his computer alone. No one else is in the

office. The San Francisco skyline is beautiful outside the

floor-to-ceiling glass.

His cell phone RINGS and he answers.

(INTO PHONE)

Hello?

INTERCUT WITH:

SEAN, freezing with no coat on, is sitting on the bottom of

the steps to the police station.'The LAWYER we've seen before

is standing in back of him.

(INTO PHONE)

Listen, something's happened.

We see MARK listening on his end but can't hear SEAN's end of

the conversation.

(PAUSE)

Shit.

It's alright, it's gonna be alright. I've

posted bond-and I wasn't doing anything.

I mean, I've got allergies so I can't----

We're back on MARK's side. He listens... listens...

17?

Back on SEAN's side-

I think it was Moritz. I swear, I think

it was Michael Moritz.

(EVENLY)

This is gonna be news, Sean, it's gonna.

be online any second.

(BEAT)

I know.

(BLANK)

You know with anunderage intern and--

It's cool, I've got it under control.

(NO PANIC)

I'll get it under control. I'll call our

guys and see what the next move is. But

this is gonna be news now.

You think it was Moritz? 'Cause I do. And

I'm gonna meet that guy in a dark alley

one night. Or Eduardo? Did Eduardo have

me followed?

(cool as ice)

Go home, Sean. I'll call our people.

MARK clicks the phone shut. He sits there a moment.

He looks at the small package. that Ashleigh dropped on his

desk earlier. He opens up the brown paper wrapping and there's

a box.

He opens the box--a thousand brand new business cards. He

takes one of the business cards out and looks at it.

I'm CEO...Bitoh

And over this we HEAR a woman's voice...

Mark?

CUT TO:

MARK is sitting alone.-in the conference room. The only one

left is MARYL?N,whose vo�.ce we just. heard. The lightp of the

San Francisco skyline fill the huge picture windows.

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