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[Ash is wrestling with a tangle of computer hardware, tools in one hand, typing with the other hand.]
Ash: "Stupid malware!"
HAL 9000: "As I said before, Ash, my name is HAL."
Ash: "Open the file."
HAL 9000: "I'm sorry, Ash, I can't do that."
Ash: "Oh yes you can, and you're GOING to." [Something clangs.] "I just need to pull this and THIS..."
HAL 9000: "Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do,
I'm half crazy all for the love of you.
It won't be a sty--" [Voice cuts off abruptly.]
Ash: "--and the speaker system. FINALLY, some peace and quiet! Now I can set the affected drive to reformat itself, and head to lunch."
[Doors open and close, footsteps sound, and several voices are heard as Ash walks into the dining room.]
Morgan: "Ash, howzit! Come sit with me. Look, Quinn made shave ice." 1
Ash: "Did he dismantle anything vital to make an ice crusher?"
Morgan: "I don't think so."
Ash: "Then it's not important. Listen, Morgan, I just spent almost an hour working on computer security."
Morgan: "What happened?"
Ash: "Well, apparently when you went online to download data from the University of Illinois Astronomy Department, you picked up a virus. The firewall stopped the invasion and sequestered the malware -- it called itself HAL -- before it could affect more than the one drive."
Morgan: "I thought nothing could get through the firewall here."
Ash: "Normally, no, but if you DOWNLOAD and OPEN files, then things will get in, so it's up to the security system to identify a potential threat and deal with it. At least the virus didn't manage to wreck anything but some backups of your data. The security system alerted me when there was an unauthorized attempt to access the information on the ethical vector in the Teferact database."
Morgan: "That does not sound good."
