INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT

PHIL sits at the computer with STEWART.

PHIL I'm into three of the cable TV networks in London, it's this other one, bloody good security. I mean how many hackers are going to go to this trouble just to get free porn and football?

STEWART We are.

PHIL Aye, but not for the footy. Look what I got.

He stands up to get some disks. PHIL calls up a new screen.

PHIL (CONT'D) Here we go, a full list of all subscribers and the services they take. And if we cross-reference with our top one hundred speculators, let's see, eighteen matches. And on the banks, ah this is more like it, twenty-three dealing rooms, and that's only the ones I'm into already. Not bad eh?

STEWART You want a real laugh? Look what I've done.

STEWART slides over to the other computer.

STEWART (CONT'D) It's only rough. I'm just mucking around, and the lips will need some work. Introducing the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

On the screen we see the CHANCELLOR surrounded by reporters.

CHANCELLOR So it's so long suckers. I've got the cash and I'm off! Look out Rio, here I come!