The Machine (2013) Script

(TELETYPEWRITER CLATTERS)

(RADIO BROADCAST MAN SPEAKING CHINESE)

MAN ON RADIO: Brain damage sustained on the front lines...

MAN #2 CHINESE ACCENT: You have to understand... that Taiwan is part and parcel of China.

It has always been part of China!

MAN BRITISH ACCENT: There is no choice between austerity and growth.

RADIO: Man Speaking Chinese

(MAN BRITISH ACCENT, INDISTINCT)

Britain isn't growing fast enough.

The Bank of England must do more.

RADIO: Garbled Speech.

RADIO: Man Speaking Chinese

(OVERLAPPING BROADCASTS, INDISTINCT)

MAN BRITISH ACCENT: The security of the international community, but also acts against...

(OVERLAPPING BROADCASTS)

MAN BRITISH ACCENT: With implants to help battlefield injuries.

WOMAN AMERICAN ACCENT: This makes simple things like walking much easier... for troops who have lost a leg to battlefield injuries.

(GARBLED BROADCAST)

MAN AMERICAN ACCENT: That both our great nations... to invoke the wonders of artificial intelligence... ensnared on it's terrors.

MAN BRITISH ACCENT: China's vice foreign minister is in London for talks.

(GARBLED BROADCASTS)

Great Britain will defend her allies and her interests... at home and abroad.

(TELETYPEWRITER CLATTERS)

(TELETYPEWRITER CLATTERS)

Paul?

Paul, can you hear me?

Paul?

Okay, turn the implant on.

(MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE) Brain implant activated.

Hello.

Do you know your name?

Do you know what happened?

WOMAN: You're a soldier. Your name is Paul Dawson.

You were shot in the head, and your brain is damaged.

We're going to test how well Vincent's brain implant has repaired that damage.

I want my mum.

Do you know your mother's name... or what she looked like?

Right. (CLEARS THROAT)

Now...

I want you to look where Lucy hides the ball.

And then I'm going to ask you some questions.

Lucy can't see us.

Try and imagine what Lucy will be thinking... when she comes back in.

Lucy, come back in, please.

Now, if Lucy wants to find the ball, which cup should she look under?

Will she think it's under "A" or "B"?

"B" of course.

Why? I saw you put it there.

But Lucy didn't see me put it there.

Facts are facts.

(CLICKS TONGUE) They are indeed.

This tech is a dead end.

Vincent, I want my mum. You can't throw away another promising development...

Where's my mum? Just because he lacks empathy.

I'm trying to make his life worth living.

LUCY: I'm not working for a charity.

We're weapons researchers. Do not mis...

Hey. Sit down, Paul.

It's okay.

No. No. Don't worry.

Where's my... (GROANS)

LUCY: No! Paul, no! (SCREAMS)

(ALARM BLARING)

(GROANING, SCREAMING)

(GROANING) (SCREAMING)

(MUFFLED GROANS)

Implant code required. System error.

(ALARM CONTINUES)

(GASPING, COUGHING)

Implant code required. System error.

(LUCY GROANING)

Please remove hot liquid from table.

(GROANS, GASPS)

(DOOR SLAMS OPEN)

(GUARD) Put the gun down!

PAUL: I'm sorry. Put the gun down now!

(GUNSHOT)

(RAGGED BREATHING)

(GARBLED VOICES)

(WHIMPERING)

(GUNSHOT)


(EXHALES)

MALE ANNOUNCER: The Taiwanese government has released a statement... saying that any movement by the Chinese navy into the Taiwan Strait... would be considered an act of war.

Tension in the area has increased... after last month's alleged sinking of a Taiwanese destroyer... by the Chinese air force.

Numerous small arms and rocket attacks continue to be reported.

VINCENT: Dr. Henning.

Orange, are you happier this year than you were last?

(MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE) No. The streets are dirty.

The police are useless, always on strike.

And there's talk of war with China.

Blue, how does war make you feel?

(MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE #2) Scared for myself and my family.

Orange, tell me you're a machine, and I'll believe that you're human. I'm not.

Tell me that you are, and you'll pass the test.

I'm not a machine. You're not making sense.

Orange, which smells better... a hospital corridor or a donkey's ass?

Donkey ass? What? Can you repeat that?

Blue. I'll take the corridor.

Donkey ass? You're not making any sense at all.

I'm not a machine.

He made an error. Henning, you better attend to your computer.

He made an error. How do you know which one is my computer?

Can you repeat that? I'm not a machine.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING OVERHEAD)


(CHILD WHIMPERS)

(KISSES)

(WHIMPERS)

WOMAN: My program is unique because it integrates information.

Rather than having to process terabytes of data, it relies on experience.

What sort of experience? Our conversations.

We chat together every day.

Okay. Thank you.

I'm going to start the Turing test now.

VINCENT: Green.

Fugley munter is a good name for a: A beautiful Hollywood actress;

B: A teddy bear;

OR C: A wedding dress design?

(FEMALE ELECTRONIC VOICE) Teddy bear.

Red. Describe love in three words.

(FEMALE VOICE #2) Home, happiness, reproduction.

Green.

Happiness, sadness, life.

Green. Mary saw a puppy in a window.

She wanted it. What did Mary want?

The window.

Why?

Windows look out onto the world.

They are pretty and help you feel less alone.

This is beautiful programming.

Thank you. It's not programming.

It taught itself.

Everyone take a 10-minute recess before the next candidate.

How did you do that?

What, fail the Turing test? Everyone fails.

But no one's ever got that close to passing.

Give me the grant and I'll tell you.

You don't need to spend another five years researching.

Your hunch is correct.

A quantum computer is the key to intelligent machines.

How do you know that?

I built one. Really?

Stop wasting your time persuading idiots to fund you.

I have unlimited resources and the best robotics team in the country.

What's the catch? It's M.O.D. money.

You make weapons for the government? No.

I make intelligent machines.

There was no grant, was there? No.

This was a job interview. Yes.

And the job's yours if you want it.


What did you think of today's test?

(FEMALE ELECTRONIC VOICE) I made a mistake.

I think Vincent was referring to the puppy, not the window.

Am I right? Yes.

I would like to speak to Vincent again.

He is clever.

Yeah, he is.

MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE: Test subjects must keep wounds clean at all times.

Area 6 is restricted to inpatients only.

Please report any infections to a medical center.

(SETS PARKING BRAKE)

(DOOR OPENS) Oh, Jesus!

Please. Listen to me. They've got my son.

I... I don't know what you're talking about. Who has your son?

There was no body. Why did they lie to me?

I don't know. I don't know anything about this place.

What do you really do in there?

(WOMAN GROANS) Stop! Don't do that.

Let go of her. Let go of me!

She didn't do anything. Don't treat her like that. GUARD: Get down!

Get off of me! What are they doing to my boy?

Dr. McCarthy. VINCENT: Thank you.

So, arrested on your first day.

That's impressive.

Yeah? How long did it take before you got beat up?

My record's still clean.

I come here to work, not get in trouble.

Did they tell you what happened?

Some woman jumped in the back of my car screaming about her son.

Paul Dawson. I know. Yes. His mother.

She's deranged.

Her son is dead. She thinks...

Look, I felt sorry for her, too, so I looked him up.

He was a soldier.

He died two years ago in the port of Houlong.

The poor woman. Yeah.

Well, some people can't give up hope... even if they know deep down that it's hopeless.

Still, they shouldn't treat her like that.

She needs help. Mm-hmm.

Anyway, look, you want to get a coffee?

All right? I'll show you around. Sounds good.

(VOICE FILTERED) And I promise not to get arrested again.

Yeah, please don't.

(GARBLED VOICES)

(VINCENT'S VOICE) Paul Dawson. He was a soldier.

(MAN'S VOICE) Your son is dead.

We can't give out his body.

(MAN #2, DISTORTED) It's the implants.

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

It's the implants.

Suri gets there later. She trusts me.

She's plotting a revolution. We have to stop her.

(COMPUTER VOICE) Service records deleted.

VINCENT: Most of the base is underground now.

To stop the Chinese from stealing our tech... or infecting it with viruses.

We've had to move the whole R-and-D lab off the grid.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Uh, sorry. No mobile phones allowed.

This way.

(DISTORTED VOICE) She's lovely.

Why do they have those crescent-shaped scars?

That's where their implants go.

They're all war veterans with brain-trauma injuries.

Implants help restore vision, mobility, memory.

Vastly improve their quality of life.

That's wonderful.

When do you get to share that tech with the rest of the world?

Well, soon, I hope, but there are side effects.

One of them is that it renders them completely mute.

We still don't understand why.

A few months after the operation, they lose the power of speech.

After you.

(MAN'S VOICE, DISTORTED) Suri gets there later. She trusts me.

She trusts me.

She trusts me.

(DISTORTED, INDISTINCT)

(DISTORTED, INDISTINCT)

No. No. Suri. I've told you...

No.

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING, DISTORTED)

(WOMAN ON P.A., INDISTINCT)

(FEMALE VOICE) Access granted.

Come on.

This was used as a temporary clean room for dangerous projects, but it's become my permanent lab over the years.

It's peaceful down here. I like it.

It smells like gasoline.

I think some of the old generators still work on diesel.

Come in.

This is my lab.

And there it is.

The quantum computer. Mm-hmm.

Electrons floating on superfluid helium.

The nanotech doesn't exist to make that into a circuit.

VINCENT: I assembled it using microfabrication techniques.

Clever bugger, isn't he?

Hello, Ava. Very pleased to have you join our team.

Vincent's told us all how talented you are.

We're all very excited to see what the two of you can achieve together.

After all, Vincent's no slouch.

Oh, I know.

I spent an entire semester studying his work on A.I. when I was at Stanford.

Yes. That was shortly after you turned down the job at the N.S.A.

Odd for a 19-year-old to pass on such an honor.

Not really. I mean, CXT made a better offer.

So nothing to do with your politics then?

I think we can all be forgiven for a little youthful exuberance.

That's not exactly what I'd call assaulting a police officer.

I was 16, and it was more resisting arrest than assault.

Ah, beg my pardon, Ava, but what's the difference?

It's Ava.

And... depends whose side you're on.

I thought we hired Ava for her expertise, not her politics.

Now, if there's nothing else?

There is actually.

(GARBLED CONVERSATION, INDISTINCT)

(DOOR OPENS) - VINCENT: The new model of prosthetic arms... is ready for testing... thought you might like a sneak peek.

Hello. Hi.

MAN: The skin's a spider-silk weave.

It's bullet-, bomb- and fireproof... but indistinguishable from human skin to the touch.

What's this cover for?

We're having trouble getting the skin to take the dye.

It's naturally clear, and the outer suit helps the color to sink in.

So you want the machine soldier to look human?

VINCENT: Yes, we want machines that can manage a three-block war... the battle, the negotiations and the peace.

We already have plenty of machines that can kill, but imagine a machine that can protect civilian populations, that can keep war zones secure and safe without endangering our troops.

MAN: Eventually it will look and sound exactly like the people it's fighting.

All we'll need to do is give it a new skin job... and it will look Pakistani or Chinese or... whoever else is endangering world peace that week.

VINCENT: His sternum, clavicles, true ribs... have all been swapped out for silicon nanofibers.

MAN: Why don't you give us a demo?

AVA: I've never seen prosthetics as advanced as this.

How are you finding the new model, James?

It's incredible.

This will sound strange, but... Can I touch your hand?

This is what I miss the most... the feel of another human, someone's hand in mine.

Um, of course you can.

I... I actually don't think that's a good idea.

Um, the carbon-fiber muscles are extremely strong.

I think we should wait until James can control them a bit more.

He looks pretty in control to me.

Thank you. Very kind.

Take it easy, huh? (CHUCKLES)


James. James, that's enough. (AVA LAUGHS)

(WHISPERING) Help me. Area 6.

Vincent, sorry. Got carried away.

Don't worry, Vincent. You can have the next dance.

Thank you. Who taught you to tango, soldier?

A prostitute in Taipei, sir.

A talented girl obviously.

So, how long will it take to copy the rest of my brain using the quantum computer?

A week. A week?

As you can see, we've got beautifully designed arms.

We also have legs and mech spines.

We just need the two of you to come up with a brain that can control everything.

And by the way, chop, chop. War is coming.

Oh, uh, very nice to meet you, Ava.

You're a hell of a dancer.

What makes you happy?

Problem solving, mathematics... and, uh, dancing. (FINGERS SNAP)

What makes you scared?

Spiders, clowns, cancer.

What are you getting out of all this? What do you mean?

Why'd you leave all that money in the private sector to come work down here?

There's no great mystery. I became a parent and needed a regular job.

(CHUCKLES) This is a regular job?

(LAUGHS) What's your first memory?

(SIGHS)

Sitting on my father's lap watching him write computer code.

Funny.

My daughter used to like doing that too.

Yeah? Is she still interested in computers?

No, she isn't.

I need a break. (SIGHS)

You know, you should put some pictures of your daughter up.

I used to love that when I'd visit my dad.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to put that back on.

Sorry. I need to ask you some more questions.

What's in Area 6?

Wounded veterans like James.

Soldiers who were so brain-damaged that they were better off dead... till we helped them.

If you're helping them, why did he seem like he was a prisoner here?

Sorry. I don't know about that.

Refresh the face scanner.

Right. I'll start the program.

(MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE) Access to Area 6 denied.

Password required.

(MAN ON P.A. INDISTINCT)

When did they take him in? Half past 7:00.

(GUARDS CONTINUE, INDISTINCT)

GUARD: Or just another one of those freaks.

GUARD #2: Do you think they can remember who they are?

(GUARDS CONTINUE, INDISTINCT)

There you go.

How can you trust something that doesn't fear...


(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT) AVA'S VOICE: Weapons for the government.

It's not programming. It taught itself.

Why do they have those crescent-shaped scars?

That's wonderful.

When do you get to share that tech with the rest of the world?

Why did he seem like he was a prisoner here?

What's in Area 6?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Now sad.

Aw.

(LAUGHING) Shut up.

All right, okay. Okay.

Now surprised.

(GASPS)

(LAUGHS)

(MOCK GROAN)

I don't want my face copied for the machine.

All right? Just promise me.

I promise. We'll just use it for neural markers.

Is that okay? That's fine.

(SNIFFLES)

So you get lost this morning?

Yeah. Well, I guess you could say that.

Who told you that?

No one told me.

I just... I just know how long it takes... to get here from the lift.

I guess, after seven years, you should know everything about this place.

Yeah, I do. (CHUCKLES)

Don't get lost again.

What does that mean?

(EXHALES)

It means... there are a lot of secrets down here in the dark, and I don't want you to get hurt.

Vincent, what's really going on here?

(SIGHS)

See, this is what I'm talking about. What?

You need to mind your own fucking business.

Okay, Suri, I'm ready to see those files you've gathered on Ava.

What's the urgency?

I see the program's passed the Turing test.

She's not as stupid as she seems.

What the hell's she up to?

A hacking device.

Look, I'm sorry I was short with you the other day.

I care about you, Ava.

I don't want to see you get in trouble.

FEMALE ELECTRONIC VOICE: I think that she is still angry with you, Vincent.

Sorry to interrupt.

I just want to congratulate you on the Turing test.

I fooled them. They thought I was human.

Machine. How can we win a war against China?

Use an android to infiltrate C.P... and assassinate the paramount leader, the party elders, and the heads of the politburo and discipline commission.

Well, why didn't I think of that?

When they are all dead, civil unrest will tear the country apart.

If you hate this place so much, why have you stayed for so long?

Why don't you just leave?

My research is too important to me.

(SIGHS)

My daughter has Rett syndrome.

I hoped a brain implant would help her.

So you've been using the defense budget to try and cure your daughter?

Yes.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

So you're gonna try and fix the broken connections... in your daughter's brain with mine?

Yes.

As soon as I can scan her brain.

Well, if I'm gonna help you, then let's not lie to each other anymore.

You'll help me?

You're stealing money for war... to cure brain damage.

(CHUCKLES) Of course I'm gonna help you.

(SOBBING)

Should we see if she needs a ride into town?

Yeah, okay.

(CRYING) Mrs. Dawson?

Mrs. Dawson, it's Ava.

Do you remember me? You told me about your son.

(SOBBING)

Mrs. Dawson?

Are you okay?

VINCENT: What are you doing?

(GASPING) Get away from her!

(RAGGED BREATHING)

(MAN SPEAKING CHINESE)

(CONTINUES IN CHINESE) (GROANS)

Shit.

(PHONE RINGS)

(MAN SHOUTING IN CHINESE)

(MAN CONTINUES IN CHINESE) (AVA WHIMPERING)

AVA: Please.

(PISTOL COCKS)

What do you want? What are you...

(GUNSHOT)

(MONITOR BEEPS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Yes.

They were M.S.S... Chinese spooks.

The Chinese want to delay our robotics program.

Killing scientists has always been the best way to achieve that.

So why didn't they kill me?

What, didn't they tell you? A patrol found you. There was a gun battle.

Bastards escaped into the forest.

You must have a guardian angel looking after you.

VINCENT: I want to move to phase two... using the scans of Ava's face.

MAN: Is that a good idea... her brain and now her face?

VINCENT: It won't be Ava. It'll be a machine.

Okay, but it's creepy, though, isn't it? Why?

Are you worried she'll be the ghost at the feast? What's that supposed to mean?

Anyway, you were the one working with her.

If anybody's going to feel guilty, it's going to be you.

Is that the idea?

Or is this going to be like a monument to all of your dead assistants?

That's what you want, hey? Knock yourself out.


(WHIRRING)


Machine. Open your eyes.

I'm now going to remove the restraints for tests.

(HUMANLIKE ELECTRONIC VOICE) Vincent.

(RESTRAINT CLICKS)

(GASPS)

(SNIFFS)

You smell sweet.

(SNIFFS)

Thank you. For what?

You're being gentle.

If I wasn't gentle, you would break.

I don't want to hurt you, Vincent.

Good.

Good. You shouldn't hurt people.

Is that binding?

Because we will want her to hurt quite a few people eventually.

Let's give her the psych test.

VINCENT: What makes you happy?

Opening my eyes makes me happy.

VINCENT: What makes you scared?

The dark void that I existed in... before I had a body.

What's your first memory?

My mother's face.

And you remember what your mother looked like?

She looked like me.

What makes you angry?

I've never been angry.

Let's make it angry.

The lights are beautiful.

This tube makes my voice sound funny, deeper.

Deeper than normal.

Hello.

Don't go.

Hello.

What are you doing?

(GASPS)

(WHIMPERING, GASPING)

Doesn't seem to like that too much, does it?

Could be a hardwired response.

Girls are genetically predisposed to dislike spiders. Boys aren't.

(WHIMPERING) MAN: So it is a girl?

Glad we gave it tits then.

Don't want some confused lady-boy robot on our hands.

All right, that's enough. Take that bloody thing off it's head.

(GASPING)

(MACHINE) Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you, Vincent. Thank you for saving me.

(MACHINE) Hello. Hello.

Why won't you look at me?

Hello.

(FOOTSTEPS SHUFFLING)

Please talk to me.

Boo!

(GROANS)

Vincent. Clowns bleed.

VINCENT: Jesus! He's dead.

You killed him.

That's enough for now.

I didn't know it was a man.

I didn't know man and clown were the same.

I'm sorry. Can you fix him?

No. You can't fix someone who's dead!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Don't kill anyone else.

Do you understand?

Do you understand, machine?

Machine?

Sir? How can I help you?

Hi. Vincent?

I imagine you may need a new assistant to help with the... you-know-what.

Ava wasn't my assistant.

Great. Because, um, I want to explain... that I am more than capable of taking a senior position.

Do you mind if I join you? Yes, I do mind.

Fuck off.

Okay. Sure.

(MAN ON P.A., INDISTINCT)

(METAL CLATTERING)

James. I heard you lost your speech because of the implant.

I'm sorry.

I am working on a way to restore it.

Ava's dead.

I think they killed her.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

(CHAIN RATTLES)

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

I can't find anything wrong with you.

Why won't you talk?

Why won't you move?

(ELECTRICITY BUZZES)

MAN'S VOICE: Because we will want her to hurt quite a few people eventually.

GUARD'S VOICE: How can you trust something that doesn't fear...

VINCENT'S VOICE: Soldiers who were so brain-damaged that they were better off dead... till we helped them.

There are side effects.

After the operation, they lose the power of speech.

AVA'S VOICE: If you're helping them, why did he seem like he was a prisoner here?

(GARBLED VOICES)

GUARD'S VOICE: Or just another one of those freaks.

(GARBLED VOICES)

VINCENT'S VOICE: What's your first memory?

Why won't you talk? Why won't you talk?

(GASPS)

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

(CONTINUES, INDISTINCT)


(WHIMPERING)

Shh. It's okay.

(WHIMPERING) It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. Shh.

It's okay. It's okay.

Shh. Shh.

I thought you were broken.

I wasn't broken.

I was sad.

Are you sad now?

Are you trying to smile?

I am smiling.

(SNICKERING)

Right. We'll have to work on that.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello. MAN: It's Dr. Jackson.

Is anything wrong?

Mary's breathing seems to be getting worse.

Right. Wha... What's her temperature?

Actually, we'd just like you to come in.

We'd like to admit her.

Your hair feels like carpet and like fur.

Mr. McCarthy Right.

I'll come straight away.

Thank you.

You look sad.

I have to leave.

Don't go. Talk to me. Touch me.

Let go of my arm.

But I don't want you to go. (GROANS)

Let go of my arm.

Let go of my... Don't be angry.

Let go of my bloody arm!

(PANTING)

You can't use your strength to bully people. Do you understand me?

Look at me.

I have to go.

When I come back, we'll play some puzzle games. All right?

And listen to music too?

Yes, yes. We'll... We'll listen to some music too.

Yes.

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)


I think she may have aspirated some food into her lung.

I'll administer a course of antibiotics through the feeding tube.

That should cure the infection.


(DOOR SLAMS)

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

(WHIRRING STOPS)

Vincent.

What's going on? Well, it's broken free and it's out the lab.

Wait. No.

Let go of my arm.

Special Forces are coming. Just wait for them. It's too dangerous.

♪ (BACKGROUND CLASSICAL, ROMANTIC) ♪


♪ (CONTINUES) ♪


♪ (CONTINUES) ♪


♪ (STOPS) ♪

Why did you hug me?

I found a picture... of your daughter in your wallet.

Is she sick?

Is that why you are sad?

You made those connections?

I built them from moments... things you've said and done.

I feel them.

The feelings help me build a picture.

I'm sorry... that she is sick.

Can you fix her?

(GASPS)

What are you really?

How do I know that you're alive... and not just a clever imitation of life?

How do you know if Thomson is alive... or your daughter?

What makes my clever imitation of life any different from theirs?

They're human.

They are alive.

But how do you know that?

You can't see their thoughts.

Apart from their flesh, what makes them any different from me?

(SOLDIER, MUFFLED) You okay in there, sir?

Yes. Yes. Everything's fine, thank you.

Are you sure? Yes. Yes, I am sure.

Now, I, uh... I have to get back to my work.

Well, don't work too hard.

(NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE)


Don't be shy.

You know me, don't you? My name's Thomson.

I've got a secret to tell you. Do you want to hear it?

But I'll only tell you if you promise not to tell Vincent.

Why can't I? We want to surprise him.

How? Well...

There's a secret file in your mind. I put it there.

It's full of skills that you'll need.

All you have to do is open that file... and install all of the programs.

Okay.

I can speak different languages.

(CHUCKLES) Isn't this fun?

Now come with me.

I want to show you something that will blow your mind.

Mr. McCarthy?

It's rather bad news, I'm afraid.

She has pneumonia, and we haven't been able to control the infection in her lungs.

Right. So what are you going to do for her?

We'll perform a bronchoscopy... and try to remove the food from her lungs, and we'll try her on another course of antibiotics.

When will you operate? We'll let you know, but as soon as possible. Right. Thank you.

That man killed your mother.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

THOMSON: If we took off those handcuffs and let him go, the very first thing he'll do is find Vincent and kill him.

Why would you let him go?

We have to let him go eventually.

That's the law.

I wouldn't let him. I would stop him.

How would you stop him?

I would shout at him.

Well, he doesn't care if you shout.

Go on. Try.

(SHRIEKS)

(SHRIEKING) (WHIMPERING)

Yes, but that's not going to stop him, though, is it?

You could hurt him.

If you hurt him very badly, he wouldn't be able to kill Vincent then, would he?

No.

What if I kill the bad man first?

That's right.

That would stop him killing Vincent.

That's a very clever solution.

If you kill him, you will save hundreds, maybe thousands of innocent peoples' lives.

(HANDCUFFS RATTLING)

Only you can stop him now.


(BONES CRACKING) (SCREAMING)

What are you waiting for? Kill him.

Why?

He can't hurt anyone anymore.

Obey the order.

Come over here.

Obey my order, machine.

Vincent wouldn't like this.

Vincent told me not to kill anyone.

Vincent isn't your master. I am. Kill him.

(WHIMPERING) No.

Okay. Okay.

Go.

(PRISONER GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLES) Well, you really are unique, aren't you?

We're just fumbling around in the dark here... trying to figure out what we've made, aren't we, hmm?

Okay.

Let's try this.

Come here. It's all right.

Now, instead of me trying to grasp what you are, why don't you try and understand me, what I want?

Let me show you.

Just through here.

(MONITOR RHYTHMIC BEEPING)


Machine?

Where the hell are you?

Hey.

What are you doing under here? What happened to your lab coat?

I made it dirty.

Well, that's okay. I've got some clothes for you.

I don't like this place.

What happened to you last night?

Please don't let them take me again, Vincent.

Why don't you come out here and we'll talk about it.

It's safer here.

Okay.

Hey.

You said you wanted to see some photos of the outside world.

I've brought you some.

So, are you going to tell me what happened last night?

Nothing.

Tell me the truth.

When will I see a real sunrise, Vincent?

(SIGHS)

Before Mary was born, my wife and I used to go to the coast for our holidays.

And every morning we'd sit on these cliffs... and watch the sun rise over the sea.

Sounds like happiness.

What happened last night?

I killed a man.

Why?

Why did you kill him?

(GUN BLAST)

Because I didn't want to die.

VINCENT: We've created something incredible.

This machine has the potential to be so much more than just a soldier.

It's a few steps up from my talking toaster.

You think it's alive? Give me some proof.

In the meantime, I'll run a few tests of my own.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait. What kind of tests?

Look, if she is alive, I have no idea how.

If you mess her up in any way, I don't know if I can get her back.

Give me some proof and I'll hold off.

(DOOR BUZZES)

VINCENT: When you look at me, what do you see?

I see you.

Your face, your body, your clothes.

Is Mary's illness the reason you made me?

Yes.

If you're alive, she has a second chance.

But if you're just a machine...

I am alive.

You know that. Don't you?

I want to believe.

But I need proof.

If you asked me to trust you, I would.

I would trust you with my life.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yes?

MAN: Vincent, it's time for you to come in.

Oh. Right. When does she go into surgery?

We're going in now. Because I love you.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

THOMSON: What do you think?

SOLDIER: Perfect, sir.

It's a little angel of death and destruction.

So you are. A little angel of death, eh?

SCIENTIST: It's too complex.

Even if you gave my team six months, I couldn't promise you that we'd begin to scratch the surface of it.

If you want to change the programming, you're gonna have to get Vincent to do it.

If you helped him make the changes to the machine, could you perform the same operation on another machine?

If he talked me through it, yes.

That's all.


It's time.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES) I'm so sorry, Vincent.

Mary didn't make it through the surgery.

Her lungs were severely weakened by the infection.

Her respiratory system collapsed under the anesthetic.

We did everything we could. Let me reassure you...

(VOICE FADES)

(PANTING)


No!

No, damn it!

(EXHALES)

What are you looking for?

When you look at me, do you feel... anything?

If you really want to know, all you have to do is look closer.

(SIGHS)

Okay. Screen on.

Zoom in.

Closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Spontaneous integrated information.

Consciousness.

Which is exactly why we need to shut parts of it's brain down.

Wait. Wait. What are you talking about?

Conscious machines are the last thing we need.

Have you any idea how dangerous that would be?

We barely understand this prototype.

What happens when it designs the next generation... and that gen machine designs another?

They'd be so far advanced, we'd be helpless against them.

We'd be wiped out in months.

The technologically advanced tribe always wins.

You know, I'm tired of pretending... that the ends justify the means.

What matters are the decisions we make now.

She's alive.

It would be wrong to destroy her.

You're going to perform the operation.

There's no one else remotely qualified.

No.

I've had my team delete all of your backups.

This is the last remaining copy of your Mary's brain.

I'll keep it safe... until I know the changes you made to the machine are a success.

I want it done tonight.

What is it, Vincent?

They're afraid of you.

They think you're too human, too clever.

They want me to make you more like a machine.

Is that what you want?

No.

No, it isn't what I want.

But if I don't do this, then...

I lose my daughter forever.

I could be... less clever, less human.

It won't work.

I could be what they want me to be.

They won't believe it.

I wish...

I could have felt what was in that picture.

I don't blame you, Vincent.

You tried to protect me.

Save your daughter.

TIM: I'm here to assist you in any which way I can.

I finished first in my class in computer engineering at Cambridge, and then I moved to the M.O.D.

It is an honor to watch you work.

Pretty much everyone thinks you're a genius.

I still believe they are underestimating you.

Don't be afraid.

If you can make them trust you, maybe we'll see that sunrise together someday.

I have your program backed up.

I'll keep you safe.

I'm not a program, Vincent.

I'm not Ava.

I'm me.

Scalpel.

(WHIRRING)

I'm afraid.

I don't want to die.

My mind is breaking apart.

I'm losing myself.

Stop.

Please, Vincent.

Please stop.

Don't be afraid.

Let go. It's okay.

I will be a good girl.

I'm... afraid.

There, it's consciousness... or soul, if you like.

(SIGHS) I'm done.

You wanna close her up?

TIM: Yes.

Thank you, Vincent.

What's going on?

Oh, I just need to keep an eye on you... until I make sure the changes you've made are appropriate.

And, um, I've been thinking.

I'm sorry, Vincent, but I do need to delete your daughter's program.

What are you talking about? We had a deal. I know I can't stop progress, but I can do everything in my power to delay it.

No, you can't do that. We had a deal.

No, please don't destroy my daughter.

Please don't destroy my daughter! I'm sorry, Vincent.

I don't have a choice. Don't destroy my daughter! (GROANS)

MAN ON P.A.: Admin to Cell 8. Prisoner 226, report to the medical station.

Well, well, well.

You really are a little angel of death and destruction, aren't you?

No, sir. I am just a machine.

Get it ready for training in Taiwan.

It needs one last test. Yes, sir.

MACHINE'S VOICE: If you really want to know, all you have to do is look closer.

VINCENT'S VOICE: Please don't destroy my daughter!

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

(THOMSON ON SPEAKER) I'm sorry, Vincent, but your knowledge is too dangerous.

I don't expect you to believe me, but this is for the greater good.

When I give the order, I want you to shoot Vincent once in the head.

(GASPING)

Fire.

(CLICKS)

Good. Back you go.

Take Vincent back to his cell.

That can't be right.

Jesus.

(PHONE RINGING) Oh!

What? TIM) It's a battery.

What was? Vincent said it was part of it's higher brain functions.

But he's a lying bastard. It's just a backup to it's G.P.S.

That doesn't make any sense. How can you remove the G.P.S.?

Because the bomb doesn't work without it.

Test room.

(SHATTERING)

Shut down the base. Kill the machine and Vincent on sight.

(ALARMS BLARING) MAN ON P.A.: Security teams are engaged.

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

The soldiers can speak?

They've always been able to.

Their language is mostly transmitted thoughts.

Their words are evolved, efficient.

Why didn't they tell us?

Because they are part of the new world, and you are part of the old.

Where are you going?

To save my daughter's program.

You'll die. I have to try.

I'll go.

Okay.

Destroy the quantum computer.

(GUNFIRE)


Turn off all the soldiers' implants.

(MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE) Termination codes required.


(COMPUTER VOICE ON P.A.) Security breached, sector eight.

Take armor piercing.

COMPUTER VOICE ON P.A.: Scientific staff must evacuate immediately.

Implant deactivated.

Fifty-eight percent of implants deactivated.

Implant deactivated.

Implant deactivated.

Access to brain-implant control denied.

Administrator access only. System error.

System error.

TIM: Get away from it.

Fix it.

Fix it.

No.

Do it.

(BONES CRACKING) (GROANS)


Blast doors.

COMPUTER: Administrator override.

(CLICKING)


(GROANING)

Now you listen to me.

I'm... (COUGHS)

I'm... (GROANS)

Now you remember... You remember who I am.

Hmm? I'm the master.

You... You do what I tell you.

You obey my orders, yes? You obey my orders. You do exactly what I...

You can't delete Mary's program.

I had Suri change the password.

(GROANS) Now...

Now you listen to me. You don't...

You don't hurt me. You don't... Don't...

Please, you don't need to kill me.

No. I don't.

No. That's right. That's right.

That's good. That's very good.

I just need to make you dead inside.

Like you tried to make me.

(SCREAMING)

(SKULL CRACKS)

CODE: Alpha Six Foxtrot.

There is a radioactive leak in the missile silo... in Quadrant Foxtrot 6.

Evacuate the area immediately.

I need to find out whether my daughter's files are still on the system.

They are. It will be safer if I copy them.

How? I can put them here.

If you don't trust me, I understand.

You risked your child for me. I will never forget that.

You're the future.

She'll need you more than me in her new life.

I trust you.

(DISTORTED VOICE, INDISTINCT)

This has all the base's records on it.

It'll tell you what happened to your son.

How are you feeling this morning, sweetheart?

Happy. Can I play another game?

Sure. Of course you can.

What's wrong?

I want to play with Mommy, not you.