QUAID
Yeah.
HARRY
"RekallRekallRekall."
(stops drilling)
You thinkin' of goin' there?
Quaid also takes a break, leaning on his drillhammer, which
HISSES in neutral.
QUAID
I don't know. Maybe.
HARRY
Well don't.
Quaid is surprised, even challenged, by the intensity of
Harry's reaction.
QUAID
Why not?
HARRY
A friend of mine tried one of their
"special offers"...Nearly got himself
lobotomized.
QUAID
No shit...
HARRY
Don't fuck with your brain, pal. It
ain't worth it.
Harry and Quaid rev up their hammers.
QUAID
I guess you're right.
They resume drilling.
16 EXT. REKALL BUILDING - DAY 16
Quaid walks through an almost desolate plaza and enters
through the glass doors.
17 INT. REKALL BUILDING/LOBBY - DAY 17
Quaid walks to the CONSOLE in the center of the floor.
CLOSE ON: COMPUTER DIRECTORY as Quaid selects REKALL, INC.
from a long list of names. The screen displays the location
and personnel.
18 INT. REKALL RECEPTION - DAY 18
CLOSE ON: A YOUNG WOMAN'S HANDS. A white stylus touches
each fingernail, and red pigment instantly saturates the
entire surface. RACK FOCUS to Quaid, who enters in the
background.
QUAID
Hello.
TIFFANY, a bored, ornamental receptionist hides her
paraphernalia and greets Quaid. She sits in front of a large
REKALL LOGO.
TIFFANY
(big smile)
Good afternoon. Welcome to Rekall.
QUAID
Douglas Quaid. I have an appointment.
Tiffany checks a schedule and finds his name.
TIFFANY
Okay. Just a moment, Mr. Quaid.
QUAID
Thank you.
Tiffany speaks to a salesman on the VIDEO INTERCOM. We see
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