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INT. ADMINISTRATIVE HEARING ROOM - DAY

MARK stands before a panel of ADMINISTRATORS as well as COX,
the systems manager who was woken up in the opening sequence.

       ADMINISTRATOR: Mr. Zuckerberg, this is an Administrative Board hearing. You’re being accused of intentionally breaching security, violating copyrights, violating individual privacy by creating the website, WWW.FACEMASH.COM. You’re also charged with being in violation of university policy on distribution of digitized images. Before we begin with our questioning you’re allowed to make a statement. Would you like to do so?

       MARK (beat): Uh...I’ve, you know--

MARK stands to address the Board.

       MARK (CONT’D): I’ve already apologized in the Crimson to the ABHW, to Fuerza Latina and to any women at Harvard who might have been insulted as I take it that they were. As for any charges stemming from the breach of security, I believe I deserve some recognition from this Board.

MARK takes his seat.

       ADMINISTRATOR (pause): I’m sorry?

       MARK: Yes.

       ADMINISTRATOR: I don’t understand.

       MARK: Which part?

       ADMINISTRATOR: You deserve recognition?
       MARK: I believe I pointed out some pretty gaping holes in your system.

       COX: Excuse me, may I?

       ADMINISTRATOR: Yes.

       COX: Mr. Zuckerberg, I’m in charge of security for all computers on the Harvard network and I can assure you of its sophistication. In fact it was that level of sophistication that led us to you in less than four hours.

       MARK: Four hours?

       COX: Yes sir.

       MARK: That would be impressive except if you’d known what you were looking for you would have seen it written on my dorm room window.

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INT. CORRIDOR - DAY

As the heavy wooden door from the hearing slams shut behind
MARK. EDUARDO is waiting for him.

       EDUARDO: So?

       MARK: Six months academic probation.

They walk out onto--
EXT. QUAD - CONTINUOUS

       EDUARDO: Wow, they had to make an example out of you.

       MARK (pause): They had my blog. I shouldn’t have written the thing about the farm animals. That was stupid. I was kidding for God’s sake, doesn’t anybody have a sense of--

       EDUARDO: I tried to stop you.

       MARK: I know.

       EDUARDO: How do you do this thing where you manage to get all girls to hate us? Why did I
let you--

       MARK: I know.

       EDUARDO: You can’t do that.

       MARK: Wardo. I said I know.

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INT. LECTURE HALL - DAY

MARK is in his Operating Systems class. This is considered the
hardest class at Harvard and MARK is one of the 50 students
with their laptops open as the professor takes them through an
impossibly difficult lesson.
       PROFESSOR: Okay, let’s look at a sample problem: Suppose we’re given a computer with a 16- bit virtual address and a page size of 256 bytes.

A GIRL scribbles something on a piece of paper. Then hands it
to the student next to her and nods that it should be passed
over to MARK. While that’s happening--

       PROFESSOR (CONT’D): The system uses one-level page tables, that start at address 0x0400. Maybe you want to have DMA on your 16-bit system, who knows? The first few pages are reserved for hardware flags, etc.

MARK opens the note. It reads “U dick”.

He looks over and sees a couple of GIRLS looking at him with
contempt.

       PROFESSOR (CONT’D): Assume page table entries have eight status bits.

MARK closes his laptop, gets up and starts to head out of the
hall.

       PROFESSOR (CONT’D): The eight status bits would be--

       (re: MARK): And I see we have our first surrender.

       (MORE): Don’t worry, Mr. Zuckerberg, brighter men than you have tried and failed at this class.

       MARK (calling back): 1 valid bit, 1 modify bit, 1 reference bit and 5 permission bits.

       PROFESSOR: That is correct. Does everybody see how he got there?

MARK walks out of the lecture hall and we

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EXT. ACADEMIC BUILDING - DAY

As MARK comes out and heads onto the quad--

       CAMERON (OS) (calling): Mark?

CAMERON and TYLER have been waiting by the entrance.

       CAMERON (CONT’D): Are you Mark Zuckerberg?

       MARK: Yeah.

       CAMERON: Cameron Winklevoss.

       MARK: Hi.

       TYLER: Tyler Winklevoss.

       MARK (pause): You guys related?

       CAMERON: That’s good.

       TYLER: That’s funny.

       CAMERON: We’ve never heard that before.

       MARK: What can I do for you? Did I insult your girlfriends?

       CAMERON: No, you didn’t insult our girl--

       (to TYLER): Actually, I don’t know.

       TYLER (to CAMERON): We never asked.

       CAMERON: We should do that. No, we have an idea we want to talk to you about. Do you have a minute?

       MARK (pause): You guys look like you spend some time at the gym.

       CAMERON: We have to.

       MARK: Why?

       TYLER: We row crew.

       MARK (pause--then smiles a little) : Yeah, I’ve got a minute.

       CAMERON: Great.

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EXT. PORCELLIAN CLUB - DAY

As MARK is escorted by CAMERON and TYLER toward the club.

       TYLER: You ever been inside the Porcellian?

       MARK: No.

       TYLER: You understand we can’t take you past the bike room ‘cause you’re not a member.

       MARK: I’ve heard.

INT. PORCELLIAN CLUB - DAY

The most exclusive of all the final clubs. DIVYA is sitting in
the main living room with a textbook open as the heavy wooden
door opens and the three of them come into the bike room.

       CAMERON: Would you like a sandwich or something?

       MARK: Okay.

CAMERON disappears for a moment.

       DIVYA: Mark, right?

MARK is stealing a glance around the room.

       MARK: Yeah.

       TYLER: This is Divya Narendra, our partner.

       MARK: Hi.

       DIVYA: We were really impressed with Facemash and then we checked you out and you also built CourseMatch.

       TYLER: I don’t know CourseMatch.

       DIVYA: You go online and see what courses your friends are taking.

       (to MARK): Really smart, man.

MARK is looking at the framed black and white group pictures
on the wall of old Porcellian classes. He sees a bra hanging
over a lamp.

       DIVYA (CONT’D): Mark?

       MARK: Yeah.

       DIVYA: We were talking about CourseMatch.

       MARK: It was kind of a no-brainer.

CAMERON comes back in with a sandwich wrapped in cellophane. MARK opens it on his lap and eats it uncomfortably.

       DIVYA: And you invented something in high school, right?

       MARK: An app for an MP3 player that recognizes your taste in music.

       DIVYA: Anybody try to buy it?

       MARK: Microsoft.

       DIVYA: How much?

       MARK: I didn’t sell it. I uploaded it for free.

       DIVYA: For free?

       MARK: Yeah.

       DIVYA: Why?

MARK gives a short shrug that says both “I don’t know” and
“Fuck you” at the same time.

       CAMERON: Okay, well. We have something that we’ve been working on for a while, we think it’s great. It’s called the HarvardConnection. You create your own page. Interests, bio, friends, pics.

       TYLER: And then people can go online, see your bio and request to be your--

       MARK: Yeah. How’s it different from MySpace or Friendster?

       TYLER: Harvard-dot-E-D-U.

       CAMERON: Harvard.edu. The most prestigious e-mail address in the country.

       TYLER: And the whole site’s kinda based on the idea that girls--well...

       CAMERON: Not to put anything indelicately.

       DIVYA: Girls wanna get with guys who go to Harvard.

       CAMERON: Divya and my brother don’t have trouble putting things indelicately.

       TYLER: The difference between what we’re talking about and MySpace or Friendster or any of those other social networking site--

       MARK: --is exclusivity.

       (beat): Right?

       DIVYA: Right.

       TYLER (beat): Yes.

       CAMERON: We’d love for you to work with us, Mark. I mean, we need a gifted programmer who’s creative.

       TYLER: And we know you’ve taking it in the shins.

       DIVYA: The women’s groups are ready to declare a Fatwa and this could help rehabilitate your image.

       MARK (remembering what Erica said): Wow. You’d do that for me?

       DIVYA: We’d like to work with you.

       CAMERON: Our first programmer graduated and went to work at Google. Our second programmer just got overwhelmed with school work.

       (MORE): We would need you to build the site and write the code and we’ll provide--

       MARK: I’m in.

       CAMERON: --the money. What?

       MARK: I’m in.

       TYLER: Awesome.

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INT. SECOND DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY

The WINKLEVOSSES and DIVYA with GAGE.

       GAGE: That’s what you said?

       MARK: It was three or four years ago, I don’t know what I said.

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INT. FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY

EDUARDO with GRETCHEN.

       GRETCHEN: When did you come to Eduardo?

       MARK: I don’t understand that question.

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INT. SECOND DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY

       GAGE: Do you remember answering in the affirmative?

       MARK: The affirmative?

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INT. FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY

       GRETCHEN: When did you come to Eduardo with the idea for Facebook?

       MARK: It was called TheFacebook then.

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INT. SECOND DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY

       GAGE: This doesn’t need to be that difficult.

       MARK: I’m currently in the middle of two different lawsuits.

       GAGE: Did you answer affirmatively? When Tyler and Cameron Winklevoss and Divya Narendra asked you to build HarvardConnection, did you say yes?

       MARK: I said I’d help.

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INT. FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY

       GRETCHEN: When did you approach Mr. Saverin with the idea for TheFacebook?

       MARK: I wouldn’t say I approached him.

       GRETCHEN: Sy?

       SY: You can answer the question.

       MARK: At a party at Alpha Epsilon Pi.

       GRETCHEN: What’s that?

       MARK: The Jewish fraternity. It was Caribbean Night.