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diff --git a/.SRCINFO b/.SRCINFO
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+pkgbase = fortune-mod-hackers
+	pkgdesc = Quotes from the movie Hackers fortune cookie file
+	pkgver = 1
+	pkgrel = 0
+	url = https://github.com/free-city-of-ulm
+	arch = any
+	groups = fortune-mod
+	license = GPL
+	depends = fortune-mod
+	source = hackers
+	sha256sums = c4c9829da62777860051005acc612cd722d3a7e260f948929ce4ab8b4f1b018c
+
+pkgname = fortune-mod-hackers
+
diff --git a/PKGBUILD b/PKGBUILD
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+# Maintainer: Christopher Brown <cebrown5597@gmail.com>
+
+pkgname=fortune-mod-hackers
+pkgver=1
+pkgrel=0
+pkgdesc="Quotes from the movie Hackers fortune cookie file"
+arch=('any')
+license=('GPL')
+url="https://github.com/free-city-of-ulm"
+depends=('fortune-mod')
+groups=('fortune-mod')
+
+source=('hackers')
+sha256sums=('c4c9829da62777860051005acc612cd722d3a7e260f948929ce4ab8b4f1b018c')
+
+build() {
+    strfile ${srcdir}/hackers ${srcdir}/hackers.dat
+}
+
+package() {
+    install -D -m644 ${srcdir}/hackers ${pkgdir}/usr/share/fortune/hackers
+    install -D -m644 ${srcdir}/hackers.dat ${pkgdir}/usr/share/fortune/hackers.dat
+}
diff --git a/hackers b/hackers
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+Mess with the best, Die like the rest
+%
+Never send a boy to do a woman's job.
+%
+Never fear, I is here.
+%
+There is no right or wrong, just fun and boring.
+%
+You wanted to know who I am, Zero Cool? Well, let me explain the New World Order. Governments and
+corporations need people like you and me. We are Samurai... the Keyboard Cowboys... and all those
+other people out there who have no idea what's going on are the cattle... Moooo.
+%
+Kid, don't threaten me. There are worse things than death, and uh, I can do all of them.
+%
+FYI man, alright. You could sit at home, and do like absolutely nothing, and your name goes through
+like 17 computers a day. 1984? Yeah right, man. That's a typo. Orwell is here now. He's livin'
+large. We have no names, man. No names. We are nameless!
+%
+Mrs. Murphy: Dade?
+
+Dade: Yeah Ma?
+
+Mrs. Murphy: What are you doing?
+
+Dade: I'm taking over a TV Network.
+
+Mrs. Murphy: Finish up honey, and get some sleep. Happy Birthday.
+%
+Ramόn: So, uh, what's your interest in Kate Libby, eh? Academic? Purely sexual?
+Dade: Homicidal.
+%
+Kate: Are you challenging me?
+
+Dade: Name your stakes.
+
+Kate: If I win, you become my slave.
+
+Dade: Your slave?
+
+Kate: You wish! You'll do shitwork, scan, crack copyrights...
+
+Dade: And if I win?
+
+Kate: Make it my first born!
+
+Dade: Make it our first date!
+
+Kate: I don't DO dates. But I don't lose either, so you're on!
+%
+Dade: You look good in a dress.
+
+Kate: You would have looked better.
+%
+Boot Up or Shut Up
+%
+Hack the planet! Hack the planet!
+%
+Mrs. Murphy: What did you learn in school today?
+
+Dade: Revenge.
+%
+Kate: Why'd he come to you?
+
+Dade: I got a record! I was 'Zero Cool'!
+
+Paul: Zero Cool? Crashed fifteen hundred and seven computers in one day? Biggest crash in
+history, front page New York Times August 10th, 1988. I thought you was black man. YO THIS IS ZERO
+COOL!
+%
+When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child, but when I
+became a man, I put away childish things. What? It's Corinthians one, chapter thirteen verse eleven.
+%
+I hope you don't screw like you type.
+%
+The pool on the roof must have a leak.
+%
+[from "The Hackers' Manifesto."] 
+"This is our world now. The world of the electron and the switch; the beauty of the baud. We exist
+without nationality, skin color, or religious bias. You wage wars, murder, cheat, lie to us and try
+to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals. Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is
+that of curiosity. I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto.  You may stop me, but you can't stop us all."
+%
+English Teacher: [written on a blackboard and spoken out loud] Of all the things I've lost, I miss
+my mind the most.
+
+Cereal Killer: Ozzy Osbourne
+
+English Teacher: Name?
+
+Cereal Killer: uhh... Emanuel Goldstein, sir.
+
+English Teacher: You, however, are not on my list.
+
+Cereal Killer: Whoa! This isn't woodshop class?
+%
+Dade: What is it with this guy?
+
+Ramon: His parents missed Woodstock, and he's been making up for it since.
+%
+English Teacher: Angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry
+dynamo in the machinery of night.
+
+Dade: Ginsberg.
+
+English Teacher: Nice, very nice.
+%
+Cereal Killer: Snoop on to them...
+
+Nikon: As they snoop on to us.
+%
+Anything else, mom? You want me to mow the lawn? Oops! I forgot, New York, No grass.
+%
+It's in that place where I put that thing that time.
+%
+Kate: Here's your class.
+
+Dade: My class. You mean I'm... I'm not in your class?
+
+Kate: No. You're not in my class.
+
+Dade: Gimme time.
+%
+Kate: 'God gave men brains larger than dogs so they wouldn't hump women's legs at cocktail
+parties.' - Ruth Libby.
+
+English Teacher: I'm not sure your mother counts as a significant author of the 20th century.
+
+Kate: Her last book sold 2 million copies.
+%
+Remember, hacking is more than just a crime. It's a survival trait.
+%
+The Plague: Our recent unknown intruder penetrated using the superuser account, giving him access to
+our whole system.
+
+Margo: Precisely what you're paid to prevent.
+
+The Plague: Someone didn't bother reading my carefully prepared memo on commonly-used passwords.
+Now, then, as I so meticulously pointed out, the four most-used passwords are: love, sex, secret,
+and...
+
+Margo: [glares at The Plague]
+
+The Plague: god. So, would your holiness care to change her password?
+%
+I kinda feel like God.
+%
+We have just gotten a wake-up call from the Nintendo Generation.
+%
+Dade: Blow me.
+The Plague: Thank you.
+%
+Agent Richard Gill: I think we got something.
+
+[Hands over a sheaf of papers]
+
+The Plague: Ugh. Hard copy.
+%
+Razor: This *is* a payphone.
+
+Blade: Don't ask.
+%
+Type "cookie", you idiot.
+%
+Listen you guys, help yourself to anything in the fridge... Cereal has.
+%
+You're in the butter zone now, baby.
+%
+If it isn't Leopard Boy and the Decepticons.
+%
+This is the end, my friend. Thank you for calling.
+%