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Hey. All right, let's make this quick. I need to get back to the office.

First week, and you're already a corporate shill? My condolences on your recently departed integrity.

shill L’S“–ŽŇ condolence ‚¨‰÷‚Ý departed –S‚­‚Č‚Á‚˝ integrity ˝ŽŔ

How'd it go with Diana?

I saw some sheet music in her briefcase.

Maybe she's learning the violin.

It was Mozart's "Piano Sonata no. 2 in 'f'" from 1775.

The year the music box was made.

Need I go on?

I'm sure you will.

I will. There's no historical record of what song it's playing. The only way she would know it's Mozart is if she's heard it.

Peter trusts Diana. And I trust him.

Ah, could be something. Could be nothing. I just thought you should know. Also, you've got a tail.

Yeah, I noticed a couple blocks back. Listen, I'll worry about my shadow. In the meantime, stay close to Diana.

Why don't I just go have coffee with Hughes while I'm at it?

You're a hero, Moz.

Jessica.

Who do you work for? You work with Kent?

No, no. I'm with the FBI. I was sent in to find out if you murdered Joseph Hayes.

I didn't murder Joseph.

Then who did?

That's what I want to find out.

Your handgun was registerd to Joseph Hayes. You want to explain that?

Joseph and I were close.

You were seeing each other.

Yes. But we couldn't tell anyone.

What do you know about the project he was working on?

The microprocessor?

Mm-hmm.

He said he was close to a functioning prototype.

Kent claimed the prototype was already working.

He lied.

Let's focus on you for a second. Why did you break into Hayes' e-mail account, rummage through his desktop?

rummage ‚­‚Ü‚Č‚­’T‚ˇ

The day before he was murdered, Joseph was acting... Different. He said someone was following him. He said not to tell anyone what I knew And then he gave me the gun.

And you started playing detective?

Kent murdered someone I care about very much. And I would do anything to make sure he pays. Look, he's been taking trips, okay? By himself, under the guise of business. Eastern Europe, China. No one knows why.

guise ‚Ó‚č

You were trying to find out.

I was trying to get into Kent's office. I've been seeing garbage bins coming out of there. He's been destroying documents... shredding them and then putting them in burn bags.

garbage bins ‚­‚¸”  shredding Ą’f‚ł‚ę‚˝

What would it take to get in there?

All right, let's start with the good news. Tech lab has a remote scanner that they can attach to the head of Kent's shredder.

Makes a copy before it shreds anything... nice. Something wrong with your coffee?

No, it's fine.

You've been spoiled.

spoiled ŠĂ‚â‚Š‚ł‚ę‚Ĉç‚Á‚˝

It's fine. All right, the bad news is getting the scanner in place. Kent's office is tough. Not even building security has clearance. The only people allowed inside are Kent and his assistant. Which is also the good news because at lunch time, no one will be on the entire floor. These are the key-cards that give them access to the top floor of the building. We can't duplicate them. Kent also has a voice-activated security system that unlocks the door to his office. It opens and responds to his voice only.

Well, do we know what the password is?

Thanks to your friend Jessica, we do.

"Faber est suae quisque fortunae."

"Every man is the artisan of his own fortune."

artisan El

Now, I had Jones looking through on-air interviews with Kent, seeing if he can string together some audio clip.

string together ‚‚ȂŹ‡‚í‚š‚é

Yeah, well, I doubt he speaks a dead language when he does press. Can we get Kent to say it into a recorder?

Oh, I've got an idea.

Your dinner with Kent. All right. I like it.

Mr.Kent, good to see you.

I told you... Call me Wesley.

Yes, you did.

Drink?

Ah...

Oh, Peter, please, I insist you treat yourself. You're not on the job now, are you?

treat yourself ŒNŽŠg‚É‚˛–J”ü‚đ‚ ‚°‚é

Scotch and soda.

There we go.

I appreciate the invite.

Well, it's the least I could do. Believe me, I wish I could do more.

Oh, I'm... I'm fine, really.

How would you like to come work for me? A member of my finance committee is stepping down in a couple of months. It's a very lucrative position.

committee ˆĎˆő‰ď step down ˆř‘Ţ‚ˇ‚é lucrative ‚ŕ‚¤‚Š‚é

I'm in the middle of auditing your company, and you're offering me work?

Well, I've seen your credentials. Peter Lassen looks damn good on paper, but he'd look even better in my offices.

I've already got a job.

No. No, working for novice is more than a job. It's an achievement. It's a new beginning.

achievement Œ÷Ń

Hence the name of your corporation.

Hence the name ‚ć‚Á‚ā`‚Ě–ź‚Ş‚ ‚é

You know your Latin.

I understand the etymology of novice. And synonymous with the newly arrived... unique and original. I also know a few other words. Da mihi factum, dabo tibi ius.

etymology ŒęŒš synonymous “Ż‹`

"Give me the facts, and I will give you the law." You want the facts?

I want incentive, details.

Okay. What I'm working on right now is gonna set up the company and everyone in it for life.

Look, I'm a self-made guy...

so am I. And I believe that every man makes his own fortune with a good decision.

The politician Caecus. He had a saying for that, didn't he?

Faber est suae quisque fortunae.

"Every man is an artisan to his own fortune."

Amen.

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