Chapter 8

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(LARGE MULTI-PURPOSE ROOM - NIGHT)

The hall has been converted into "Alpha Epsilon Pi Caribbean Night, 2003" and the party is about as lame as it sounds. It would be the same as any other final club party if they weren't playing Pin the Tail on the Donkey.

Some potted palm trees have been brought in along with a steel drum set. A table with a punch bowl and assorted cookies is nearby.

Eduardo, in baggy cargo shorts and a Hawaiian shirt buttoned up to the top, is standing with a few similarly dressed friends, including Dustin Moskovitz and Chris Hughes in the sparsely populated room. On the other side of the room are a few girls--all Asian. One of the girls is wearing a bikini over her clothes. A television monitor has been set up with a DVD running of Niagara Falls.

"It's not that guys like me are generally attracted to Asian girls, It's that Asian girls are generally attracted to guys like me," Eduardo says.

"I'm developing an algorithm to define the connection between Jewish guys and Asian girls," Dustin tells them.

"I don't think it's that complicated," Eduardo says. He goes on, "They're hot, they're smart, they're not Jewish and they can't dance."

" Mark's here," Chris says.

They see Mark come in and look around. Eduardo waves him over...

"Mark," Eduardo calls.

Mark sees Eduardo and waves him over to where he is. He wants to talk privately.

"I'll be right back," Eduardo tells the other guys.

Eduardo joins Mark in the back of the room and they take up a spot next to a bay window that's covered on the outside with ice.

"I think I've come up with something," Mark tells Eduardo.

"Hang on, I've gotta tell you something you're not going to believe," Eduardo says.

"What?" Mark asks.

"I got punched by the Phoenix," Eduardo says.

"Are you kidding?" Mark excitingly asks.

"No, I mean it's just the first of the

four step process but they slipped the invitation under my door tonight," Eduardo says. He continues, "I go to the first punch party tomorrow and if they like me..."

"You got punched by the Phoenix?" Mark interrupts.

"It was, you know...it was probably just a diversity thing... What did you want to talk to me about?" Eduardo asks.

"Mark?" Eduardo asks to get his attention.

"Yeah," Mark says.

"You said you've come up with something," Eduardo reminds him.

It seems like Mark has just made a small decision in his head.

"Yeah, I think I've come up with something, Come outside," Mark says.

"It's 20 degrees outside," Eduardo tells him.

"I can't stare at that loop of Niagara

Falls which has nothing to do with the Caribbean," Mark says.

(QUAD - NIGHT)

Mark and Eduardo come outside and are immediately met by the freezing cold air.

"People came to Facemash in a stampede, right?" Mark asks.

"Yeah," Eduardo answers.

"It wasn't because they saw pictures of hot girls. You can go anywhere on the internet and see pictures of hot girls," Mark explains.

"It was because they saw pictures of girls that they knew. People want to go on the internet and check out their friends. Why not build a website that offers that? Friends, pictures, profiles, whatever you can...visit, browse around, maybe it's somebody you just met at a party. I'm not talking about a dating site. I'm talking about taking the entire social experience of college and putting it online," Mark says.

"I can't feel my legs," Eduardo says.

"I know, I'm totally psyched about this too, but Ward it would be exclusive!" Mark excitingly says.

"You'd have to know the people on the site to get past your own page," Mark says. "It's like getting punched," Mark says.

"That's good, that's new," Eduardo says.

"Wardo, it's like a Final Club except

we're the president," Mark says with a smile.

(FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY)

"I told him I thought it sounded great. It was a great idea. There was nothing to hack, people were going to provide their own pictures, their own information. And people had the ability to invite--or not invite--their friends to join. See, in a world where social structure was everything, that was the thing. It was a big project and he was going to have to write tens of thousands of lines of code so I wondered why he was coming to me and not his roommates. Dustin Moskovitz and Chris Hughes that were programmers," Eduardo tells everyone in the deposition room.

(QUAD - NIGHT)

"We're gonna need a little start-up cash to rent the servers and get it online," Mark tell him.

(FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM -NIGHT)

"That was why," Eduardo says.

"Did he offer terms?" Gretchen asks.

(QUAD - NIGHT)

"We'll split it 70-30. 70 for me 30 for you for putting up the thousand dollars and handling for everything on the business end," Mark says. "You're CFO," Mark tells him.

(FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY)

"And you said?" Gretchen asks Eduardo.

"I said "Let's do it",

"Okay, Did he add anything else?" Gretchen asks again.

"Yes," Eduardo answers.

(QUAD - NIGHT)

"It probably was a diversity thing but so what?" Mark asks.

(FIRST DEPOSITION ROOM - DAY)

"Why do you think he said that?" Gretchen asks.

"Gretchen, excuse me for interrupting but whose discovery is this?" Sy asks.

"Sy, if you'll let me continue with my line of questioning..." Gretchen says.

"What are you suggesting?" Sy interrupts again.

"They're suggesting I was jealous of

Eduardo for getting punched by the Phoenix and began a plan to screw him out of a company I hadn't even invented yet," Mark says.

"Were you?" Gretchen asks.

"Jealous of Eduardo?" Mark asks.

"Ma'am, I know you've done your homework and so you know that money isn't a big part of my life, but at the moment I could buy Mount Auburn Street, take the Phoenix Club and turn it into my ping pong room," Mark tells Gretchen.

Gretchen looks at Mark. She is speechless.

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