So, uh, what's your interest in Kate Libby, eh? Academic? Purely sexual?
Homicidal.
What's up, man? I'm the Phreak. [Dade simply looks at him] The "Phantom Phreak"? [Dade doesn't react] The "King of Nynex"? I know you play the game. [Starts to hand something to Dade] Here--
[runs up to Phreak and Dade, frantically]
Phreak-Phreak-Phreak-Phreak-Phreak-Phreak! Dude-dude-dude-dude-dude-dude!
[smacks Joey a few times to calm him down]
Joey, Joey! One more "dude" outta you, and I'mma slap the shit outta you, ok?! Now I keep trying to save you from yourself, but you gotta stop letting your mama dress you, man! You're hopeless!
Look, I need a handle, ok? I don't have an identity if I don't have a handle.
You know, you're right about that. [Phreak turns to Dade again and hands him a flyer] Check it, Friday. [Dade looks at the flyer while Phreak leaves with Joey following after him]
How about "The Master of Disaster"?
You're hopeless, man. Utterly hopeless.
"Ultra Laser"? "Doctor Doom"?
