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SEAN

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MARK

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DUSTIN

SEAN

EDUARDO

SEAN

EDUARDO

SEAN

EDUARDO

SEAN

THE DOOR--

DUSTIN

SEAN

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INT. PALO ALTO HOUSE - NIGHT

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EXT_ PALO ALTO HOUSE - NIGHT

SEAN

129,

SEAN

(INTO PHONE)

But check it out, I saw him today.

(BEAT)

(MORE)

SEAN (CONT'D)

Moritz, Michael Moritz, my Sequoia

Capital---hang on.

(to the girls)

Are you guys using Wallhacks or Aimbots?

GIRL #1

we don't know, we're just shooting at

each other.

The DOORBELL RINGS but no one pays attention--

Use Barr cks.

GIRL #1

Like we know what that is.

Now there's a KNOCKING at the door and we

CUT TO:

Ra:i.n is soaking down on EDUARDO as he stands at the front door

with a suitcase in his hand. A taxi is turning around in the

driveway and heading off. EDUARDO knocks on the front door

again as we

(INTO PHONE)

I saw him getting into his car and he saw

me too, I know he did.

(BEAT)

A Porsche Carrera 911 Turbo. Hang on.

SEAN leans over one of the girls, casually hits a few keys and

easily kills several of the other girl's soldiers.

GIRL #1

Yes!

GIRL #2

Hey!

GIRL #1

Bong hit.

Anybody hear that banging?

While the following is going on, here's what's happening: The

girls have gone over to a 12-foot bong that starts at the

floor and goes to the landing at the top of the stairs.

it gets lit at the bottom and smoked at the top so the girl

who just got her soldiers hit trots up the stairs.

(TO DUSTIN)

You don't hear anything, you're supposed

to be writing code.

Dude, somebody's at the door.

SEAN goes back to the cell phone conversation as he heads to

(INTO PHONE)

The guy hires a P.T, to follow me around.

Who does that in real life? Michael

Moritz and I are gonna meet in a dark

alley, I'll take Sequoia Capital down

with him.

SEAN opens the door and the soaking wet EDUARDO is standing

there...

What the hell.

(INTO PHONE)

I'll call you back

(TO EDUARDO)

What's up?

(LONG PAUSE)

What's up?

(BEAT)

Mark was supposed to get me at the

airport two hours ago, I've been calling

his cell.

He was on a 36 hour coding tear so he

took a nap for a couple of hours.

EDUARDO walks into the house and surveys the wreckage--

What in hell happened here?

Not happened--happening. The next big

thing.

Wardo!

Hey man.

(TO DUSTIN)

Back to work.

The girl at the bottom of the stairs has filled the bowl and

lights a lighter--

GIRT, #1

You ready?

GIRL #2

Go.

EDUARDO watches as the girl at the top of the stairs takes a

12-foot hit from the tower-bong.

Flow old are they, Sean?

It's not polite to ask,

How old are they?

You think you know me, don't you.

I've read enough.

You know how much I've read about you?

Nothing.

MARK comes down the stairs--

Wardo.

I waited an hour for you at the airport.

What time is it?

It's midnight. Or 3AM in New York where I

just came from.

You've gotta see some of the new stuff

we've got. Dustin, show him the wall. I'm

just calling it the wall.

Forget the wall, tell him about the

meeting I've got set up with Peter Thiel.

(TO EDUARDO)

You know Peter Thiel?

No.

Why would you? He just runs a two-billion

dollar hedge fund called Clarium Capital

and was the money behind PayPal.

(TO MARK)

Why's he setting up meetings?

Thiel may want to make an angel,

investment.

I don't care if he's an actual angel,

why's he setting up business meetings?

You've had a long flight.

No, I've had a long wait on the tarmac at

JFK, theft a long wait at the passenger

loading and unloading zone at SFO and in

between there was a long flight. I run

the business end of this company, he's a

house guest living rent-free on a

generous grant from the Eduardo Saverin

Foundation.'

How's the business end going? I see you

got some big ticket ad buys lined up.

The Harvard Eartendi.ng Course, the Seneca

Club's Red Party and the Mather House

annual "Lather Dance". You're just one

small step away from bagging Snookies

Cookies, I can feel it.

(TO MARK)

Can I talk to you alone for a minute?

Sure.

(CALLING OUT)

Bong hit!

G-IRL #2

I'm pretty baked.

Don't worry about it, it's just from the

pot.

EDUARDO's followed MARK into--

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