Spicy City

Mmm, yeah.

Get out!

Stay out, you fat gimp!

We don't want your kind here.

I know, you can't believe it.

Saturday night and little ol' me without a date.

He's been dreaming of me.

Could've been a contender if he only had the guts.

Sometimes the best girls are left out in the cold.

Beauty can be so intimidating to a man.

But don't worry about me.

I'll find someone.

For some, love might best be found

in a place far from the beating hearts

of the real world.

It's a place even deeper inside us

that holds the secrets of who we really are.

Let me show you how to get there.

Care to chat?

You're very beautiful.

Get lost.

Cup of scsi with rom.

Want to get a private room?

You have a strong capacity for love.

You can sense that?

I feel it.

Love can travel through the wires

if you have enough bandwidth.

I feel it too.

They say in here

you reflect what you are on the inside.

If that's true, you must have a gentle heart.

What's the matter?

Nothing. It's just that

I've never heard such kind words before.

In the real world you'd never see my heart

beneath the image of my body.

I hear ya.

But when I scan you,

all I see is someone with a whole lot of love

and no one to share it with.

Sometimes... I close my eyes and dream

that there was a way I'd never have to go back to the real world,

Only here with you

am I at peace.

What is it? Something wrong?

Hey, Alice, You in there?!

Alice! C'mon, babe, don't do this to me!

I'll be back.

- No, wait! - Check out.

Let him in.

Good evening.

Disconnecting from the neural-net.

Resume schedule?

No, I'm too tired.

You were online 12 hours 21 minutes.

Recommended exposure to v.r.

is no more than five hours.

I know, I know, all I need Is a little sleep mode.

How come you ran off?

I thought we were having fun at the party.

You were having fun. I was miserable.

So you ditch me to spend the whole night in the cyber-world?

At least they don't treat me like shit.

In there, people are kind and gentle.

What? You got some cyber sweetheart?

Or you just buzzing off with any avatar that comes along?

You wouldn't understand.

You damn right, I don't understand!

Nobody walks out on Jake!

There's no reason to be upset.

We can still see to it

this evening Isn't a total bust.

Go on, it's a present.

You'll like it.

A free skin job, how sweet of you.

I just wanna make you happy.

I know it can really perk up a gal's self-esteem

to get a makeover now and then.

How cute.

You want a little plastic girlie doll to play with.

Maybe they can remove that chip off your shoulder.

I don't get it.

I give you everything you want.

Fancy clothes, jewelry, the condo.

All I ask in return is that you be on my arm

at certain social occasions.

I'm sick of being your play thing, Jake.

I'd rather die.

It's a shame a beauty like this should go to waste.

If only there was some way

to get rid of the bitch inside!

Get out of here, Jake!

I don't think I ever wanna see you again!

You shouldn't be thinking at all, you dumb broad!

You should be grateful! I could have any woman I want!

Then hire one of them!

This job sucks.

Goodnight.

Alright, you wanna play games on your little toy, go ahead.

We'll see how good you really are.

Resume program.

I'm sorry, I couldn't wait.

I'll log on again tomorrow, same time.

Listen, if you really meant what you said

About leaving the real world...

There may be a way.

It's called a brain scan.

I shouldn't be telling you this, it's too dangerous.

No, please, tell me, I want to know!

Can I help you?

Maybe.

Are you some kind of war hero?

The heroes all died, I'm just a survivor.

What can I do for you?

I hear you're the best v.i. in the business.

I hear you wrote the code on the neural-net.

Some of it.

I don't get much walk-in traffic.

Yeah, big surprise.

Well, this thing requires a delicate touch.

- Pretty girl. - Yeah, my fiancée.

She died two weeks ago. Nasty accident.

I'm sorry, but, I don't work in the real world.

My practice is strictly virtual.

Yeah, that's the thing.

She created an avatar to keep me company

when I do business on the net

and, well, now that's she's gone,

I want it deleted.

And it doesn't wanna be deleted?

That binary bitch has been causing me some... embarrassment.

What does this avatar look like?

It keeps changing, hiding out.

Last I heard, it was hanging around a place called "Charlie's".

I know it. You sure she's dead?

You know the consequences of deleting an avatar when it's in use?

No, do tell.

They say it fries the user's soul,

Renders it a blank slate.

No more feeling than a lump of clay.

You don't say.

I'm running a search for your fiancée's proxy but it could take a while.

In the meantime, we could do some recon.

Is this what you do all day?