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(dramatic mysterious music)
(dramatic mysterious music continues)
(gentle music)
(quiet tense music)
(door thudding) (quiet tense music)
(lock clicking)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- [Michaels] Are you ready, Robinson?
- Yes, sir.
(doors whooshing)
- [Geoffrey] Have you decided what features
you're gonna give it, Doctor?
- The parts of the eye
that we will see look remarkably human
and should function like human eyes.
Exactly how the eye mechanism works is still guesswork.
- [Announcer] Please prepare
to disconnect from that controls.
(machine clicking)
- [Gorlov] Open circuits for first programming deck.
- [Bradley] Ready on simulator?
- Ready here, sir.
- [Audret] All right, disconnect.
Heartbeat simulation steady at 80.
- Respiration simulation holding at 21,
epidermal reading 98.6.
- [Gorlev] Give me one through 14 ZEA.
- And steady.
- It is doing very nicely on its own.
You met with a problem there, Robinson?
- Oh, no, sir.
Chest started moving and startled me, that's all.
- All right, seal it up, Robinson.
- Yes, sir.
(sealer whooshing)
- [Bradley] Reading's excellent.
It's running smoothly on its own.
- Standby for programming.
(bed whirring)
(mysterious music)
- This run is complex in nature.
The university tapes on logic, literature, law,
sometimes in medicine, and similar disciplines.
A sort of general background.
- [Jerry] Programming ready.
- The moment of truth.
- [Jerry] Run.
(dramatic music) (heartbeat monitor beeping)
(computer whirring)
- Please.
I'm sorry, I think you're wrong
to use your programming instead of Dr. Vaslovik's.
- I think we all consider you a talented young engineer,
but since this is a scientific-
- Mr. Darro!
Mr. Darro, Dr. Vaslovik's notes specifically stated
it should be activated with his programming tape.
- As project administrator, Mr. Robinson,
I do not interfere with scientific decisions.
- We all know that half the Vaslovik tape has been erased.
- By the attempts of your cryptographers to decode it.
- Naturally we wish to learn
what instructions Vaslovik left for the android.
Since our tests show that orderly data fed
into the android will form patterns
in the brain case bionic plasma.
- How can you be so sure?
All we've done here is assemble parts
and material Vaslovik provided,
half of which nobody here even understands.
- No more than I understand the change
in the usually cooperative Mr. Robinson.
Tell me something.
When you worked with Vaslovik,
did you learn something you're not telling us about?
- No, sir.
No, sir, I didn't even know what he was training me for.
He never so much as mentioned an android.
- Enough debate.
Proceed.
(alarm ringing)
- Please proceed with university programming.
- [Assistant] Run.
(quiet dramatic music) (computer whirring)
(computer beeping)
- Getting brainwave readings.
(quiet dramatic music)
- And this run includes mathematics, engineering,
various sciences.
Although we cannot expect the android to understand
or use such information,
it'll begin setting orderly patterns.
(mysterious music)
- Brainwave activity zero.
We're getting no brainwaves at all.
(suspenseful music)
- Let's just hope you haven't burned it out.
- We have no option but to try the Vaslovik tape.
(mysterious music)
(tape clicking)
(tape whirring)
(computer beeping and whirring)
(quiet dramatic music)
(restraints rattling)
(dramatic suspenseful music) (restraints rattling)
(tape rattling)
It's impossible to overload its brain case.
Vaslovik's own notes indicate
a billion, billion potential configurations.
- [Bradley] It really should work.
Every phase of assembly tested out perfectly.
- [Audret] Perhaps some basic error by Vaslovik.
- [Michaels] Even that seems unlikely.
Every unit he provided worked exactly as predicted.
- Unless he brought in some factor his notes do not mention.
I agree with Dr. Bradley.
It should work.
- Suggest a fresh start in the morning.
I think we're all quite naturally disappointed.
- You coming, Robinson?
(switch clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
(door thudding)
(bright mysterious music)
(bed whirring)
(eerie music)
(dark tense music) (bed whirring)
(mysterious music)
(restraints clanking)
(mysterious music continues)
(eerie music)
(door clicking)
- Robinson's academic records.
- Yeah, and they want a personality profile on him.
Try Washington. Wake up anybody you have to.
(eerie music)
(mysterious music)
(computer beeping)
(computer beeping) (mysterious music)
We have a billion dollar pile of junk.
Now what are you doing about it?
- Are you suggesting
that someone is preventing the android from functioning?
- I've been troubled by a number of things, Doctor,
ever since I first came to this project.
For example, as scientists,
just how do you assess the various parts
of the android that you do understand?
- We've all agreed that it's a remarkable outpouring
of new discoveries and inventions to say the least.
- [Geoffrey] Too many for one scientist.
- Vaslovik's genius is well known.
Nobel prizes for his work,
both in nuclear fusion and biotics, for example.
- But if you ask,
would a group of scientists be more believable?
I think yes.
- [Geoffrey] Vaslovik disappeared or presumed dead.
Or is he?
(computer rumbling)
(mysterious music) (computer beeping)
- Obviously you're wondering
whether Robinson fits into all that.
- Indeed I am.
These university records show
that our pleasant, unassuming micro engineer
has a tested intelligence quotient 15 points higher
than anyone in this room.
(mysterious music) (computer clicking)
(ear hissing) (mysterious music)
(computer ticking)
- [Jerry] Disassemble it?
- Why not? It doesn't work.
Besides the participating nations
will still get a rich return
on their investment, won't they?
It's so-called stomach, for example, a nuclear furnace,
which everyone believed impossible, but that works.
Well, I represent five nations
who are very anxious to take that thing apart
and find out exactly how it does work.
And the other parts of it too,
turbine pumps the size of matches and-
- But, Mr. Darro, a functioning android
could change the shape of the world,
the space program, under sea exploration.
It could change industry, agriculture,
could eliminate poverty, hunger, drudgery.
- [Geoffrey] An excellent summary
of its socioeconomic implications,
especially from a man who calls himself
simply a gifted mechanic.
(eerie music) (computer clicking)
(mouth hissing)
(dramatic music) (computer clicking)
Your IQ, Robinson.
- Look, I do well on IQ tests because I'm a puzzle solver.
Some twist up here
gets a kick outta figuring out intricate things.
- Like androids which should work but don't.
- You know what?
You sound like you think I'm gonna go to the lab tonight,
push some secret button on it and say, "Follow me."
- That's right.
(eerie music) (computer clicking)
(computer whooshing)
(hair hissing)
(computer whooshing) (eerie music)
(hair hissing)
(computer whooshing) (eerie music)
- What would I want with it? Pledge chess with it?
To hold it for ransom?
I mean, follow me where?
- Perhaps to a man who's been presumed dead,
although a body has never been found.
- Vaslovik.
- You may have found a five nation combo
an attractive idea.
Ample funds, the world's top scientists,
doing the work his own organization could never complete.
- His own organization?
- Mm.
(dark tense music)
- Mr. Darro, forgive me, but I think you're a sick man.
- And you're one of two things, Robinson.
Either a remarkably shrewd able man acting a part
or a very foolish man
who doesn't recognize his own potentials.
(dark tense music)
(door clicking)
Mr. Robinson is not to have visitors
or leave his quarters except at my orders.
(dramatic music)
(door thudding)
(mysterious music) (clock ticking)
(handle cracking) (mysterious music)
(handle clattering)
(faint alarm ringing) (mysterious music)
(frame thudding) (dramatic music)
(door thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps tapping)
- [Student] What do people say
if they see us going to your apartment?
- [Student] We're studying.
- [Student] (giggling) Studying what?
(crickets chirping) (footsteps tapping)
(vacuum whirring)
(crickets chirping) (footsteps tapping)
(door clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
(door clicking)
(door clicking)
(machines whirring)
(footsteps tapping) (machines whirring)
(switch clicking)
(door creaking)
- Good evening.
- What are you doing here?
- Vocal inflection, yes. Interesting.
- I asked you what you're doing here.
Who are you?
- To the first question,
I am scanning various minutiae in search
of required data input.
As to the second question, I am part Project Questor.
- Oh really?
Okay.
Who are you?
- If this is to be an information exchange,
then the next interrogative is logically mine.
Who are you?
- I am Allison Sample.
- Allison Sample is
Professor Vaslovik's media intermediary.
- Uh, his secretary.
Well that helps.
A total outsider wouldn't have known that.
- Outsider to mean a stranger,
a possible threat.
To relieve apprehension,
I can supply further information.
Jerry Robinson is the assembly engineer on Project Questor.
He was employed by Vaslovik for-
- Do you know Jerry very well?
- He has been closer to me than any other human.
- I really must know what you're doing here.
- The Questor project has reached a stage
which absolutely requires
that Professor Vaslovik be located.
Was he known to enjoy aquatic vehicles?
I have a fragment of memory associating him
with such a thing.
- Uh, if by aquatic vehicles you mean boats?
No.
You are really very strange.
- I think it truthful to say I have spent most
of my life in the laboratory
and thus I, no doubt, lack social graces.
- Yeah, well it, uh, it shows.
- This concerns me
since I am about to leave
on a journey which may require them.
- Oh, I hope you're taking somebody along with you
on your journey.
- Yes, I see it is quite necessary.
Thank you.
- Um, you have a name, don't you?
- Yes, Ms. Sample. My name is Questor.
(mysterious music)
(crickets chirping) (mysterious music)
(car horn honking)
(dog barking) (mysterious music)
(mysterious music continues)
(bar clanking)
(bars groaning)
(window scraping) (eerie music)
(suspenseful music)
(Jerry groaning)
Mr. Robinson, I must speak to you.
- Who are you?
- I am Questor.
Mr. Robinson,
I do not mean to harm you.
Please do not call out.
I am programmed to prevent it if necessary.
- If you know my name,
then you know I am the human who put you together.
Therefore, you must obey my instructions.
I am or-
No, no, look out! Look out.
(neck creaking)
(body thudding)
- My university tape programming
was most helpful, Mr. Robinson.
It allowed me to select a nerve
which will keep him unconscious for approximately one hour.
- 1, I order, I order you to return to the laboratory.
I am ordering you to return to the laboratory.
- I am most grateful for your advice, Mr. Robinson.
But I must leave immediately for a metropolitan complex
known as London, and it is essential
that you accompany me.
- [Jerry] This is ridiculous.
I will not argue with a machine.
You are simply an ambulatory computer device.
Will you accept that much.
- [Questor] Completely.
- Good.
This is not the way to the airport.
- Incorrect.
We are now precisely 11.24 miles
from the air vehicle terminal.
- There is no possible way you can know that.
- I observed a metropolitan diagram in Vaslovik's archives.
- Are you telling me you took one look at a city map.
- You installed my vision components
quite well, Mr. Robinson.
It is my flaws in other areas
where I vitally need your assistance.
More than simply my creator's location was erased
from his tape.
I seem to have no explanation of myself.
Can you inform me why I must find my creator?
- I'm beginning to worry about that myself.
A lot.
Will you try to understand there's a difference
between what you can do and what you cannot do.
For example, we cannot fly to London.
One reason being we don't have enough money.
- [Questor] Since Vaslovik records on you
included your economic reputation,
I was certain we could fly to London using one
of your delayed specie payment cards.
- You're planning to fly to London using my credit card?
- Is it not a common way to pay for what-
- That's it!
That's it! I've had it with you, with Darro.
I'm tired of being pushed around, by humans or machines,
I'm gonna open this door.
- My imperative will not allow me
to release you, Mr. Robinson.
Your subsequent actions could prevent me
from finding my creator.
(eerie music)
- Are you gonna kill me?
- That is the logical alternative.
(eerie music)
I am not programmed to Kill.
(dramatic music)
(door thudding)
(thoughtful music)
(quiet dramatic music)
- Look, uh,
look, I, I can almost understand what's driving you.
We humans spend a lot of time
sort of seeking our creator too.
But, uh, you cannot commit immoral acts in doing it.
- Humans do not commit immoral actions
in seeking their creator.
Then it seems logical that you should come with me
to guide me in these areas of morality.
I will accede to any request
which does not violate my programmed imperative.
(gentle music) (engine roaring)
- How long is it gonna be?
- Oh, I'd say about an hour and a half.
- [Jerry] Thank you.
- [Attendant] You're welcome.
- [Jerry] Humans can't read in the dark.
- An aquatic vehicle, Mr. Robinson,
fragment from my creator's tape seems
to associate his location with such a thing.
- I don't recall Dr. Vaslovik
ever even mentioning a boat or a ship.
What I'm more concerned about right now
is a thing called passports.
In London, they're going to discover
they're not packed in our luggage.
We don't even have any luggage.
- I have a plan.
My programming included details
on international law and procedures.
- It wasn't part of the university programming.
- I refer to my creator's tape.
It is puzzling why he should consider this necessary.
Also, the mandatory directive
to acquire knowledge on your world.
It must be satisfying to be human
and know the reason for one's existence.
- We're not so different.
- At least you know you are alive.
Part of the world of living things.
In my case...
I almost stated that I feel loneliness.
(gentle music)
Is it possible that I was meant to feel
and that this was among the things erased
from my creator's tape.
- I have no idea what a Vaslovik intended for you, Questor.
I'm sorry.
- Questor?
First time you've called me by name, Mr. Robinson.
Thank you.
(gentle music)
- Slow down. Nobody can read that fast.
- My, we do read a lot, don't we?
- I am delighted we have the same predilection, madam.
However, I find printed matter
to be most inefficient when compared
with computer data readout-
- Miss, may I have a martini, please?
As large as regulations permit.
- And you, sir.
- No, madam.
Although I am capable of simulating imbibing and ingesting,
there seems to be little reason at this time-
- He doesn't want anything to drink, Miss.
That's what, that's what he means.
- Are you feeling all right, sir?
- Functioning perfectly. Thank you.
- The group seems to be interested
in Robinson's psychological aspect.
- Anything else? - No, sir.
Not really. - Check it out, please.
- Yes, sir.
That better not be to your mother.
- These photos on the wire now.
- What did you get? - 185 pounds.
6'3" with dark brown hair.
- Six.
- Traces of various types of medium brown hair
are implanted here.
- Can you be more specific, Chen? Brows, lashes?
- Normal hair distribution on the body.
It appears he used the, the preparation designed
to simulate moles, sun wrinkles,
typical epidermic imperfections.
He also chose a very medium fair skin tone.
- A medium fair skin tone, I see.
In other words, he appears normal.
Good. We can keep to where our escaped lunatic story.
- No luggage at all.
You're certain about that?
Yes, that's very interesting.
All right.
Do you mind terribly if there's a little delay?
We have to sort out some red tape.
- Oh, of course not.
- Uh, this way please.
(throat clearing)
If you wouldn't mind waiting in here.
I'm sure it'll be much more comfortable for you.
(door clicking)
- You said you had a plan.
- Since an extraterritorial investigation
of this nature usually involves
several government agencies
and thus several detention locations,
we will inspect the detention potential
of each
until a reasonable exit
is discovered.
(door rumbling)
Logic indicates the simplest plan is usually the best.
- Doesn't hurt if you can tear off steel doors.
Come on, let's go.
- In short, ladies and gentlemen,
it appears the android engineered its own escape.
What we face then is an incredibly efficient machine.
I mean, its capabilities may go far beyond
what we ever expected.
But the two main thoughts are
why was this thing programmed to escape
and why was it designed in the first place?
Now I think it important that you hear from someone
who actually knew Dr. Vaslovik.
Ms. Allison Sample is former secretary.
- The thing that I felt was important to tell you
is after your android broke out, a man came to our archives.
He seemed strange at first.
(phone buzzing)
Then after a while he became almost charming.
He said his name was Questor.
I realize now that it was learning to deal with humans.
- Scotland Yard. - Even while
it was talking to me.
- I'm not saying that, that it's dangerous.
I am saying it learns very, very fast.
- Yeah.
(phone thudding)
Ladies and gentlemen,
I've just had word
that the android and Mr. Robinson were detained
by airport immigration, London, no passports,
but they escaped within minutes with almost ridiculous ease.
(people chattering)
I'll get my plane ready.
(dramatic music)
(gentle music)
(engine puttering)
- [Questor] I'm curious.
Why would that man be examining a printed facsimile
of your facial components?
- What man?
(traffic whooshing)
(car horns honking)
Policeman?
I mean, you can see what he's reading from here?
- Under your likeness is printing which states
that you have stolen a valuable computing device
and are traveling in the company
of a highly dangerous companion.
This surely refers to me.
At the proper time, of course,
I will tell them, you did not steal me.
- Oh, the courts will love that.
Machine testifies for the defense.
They want us badly.
- And I think it is best that I proceed alone, Mr. Robinson.
I do not wish you harmed.
- Why not? If you can't feel, why should you care?
- We had an agreement, Mr. Robinson,
which you have honored.
A contract is a perfectly logical arrangement.
- You know something, Questor? I almost wish it were more.
- I too. Goodbye, Mr. Robinson.
- Wait a minute. Just wait, wait a minute.
I'm going with you.
Questor, you're not gonna be able to understand this
because it's very human,
but I've never put anything together before that said to me,
"Jerry Robinson, I need help."
You know what I mean?
I mean there's, there's more to you
than just understanding your parts.
There's a whole you.
I'm not sure what that whole you is,
but frankly I get a little nervous
when I try to imagine why Vaslovik designed you.
- You there!
Hold it, where you are!
(whistle shrilling)
(car horns honking)
(engine puttering)
(footsteps tapping)
- Questor!
I think we're safer here than on the street,
but stay close to me.
Excuse us.
(people chattering)
Pardon me?
I said stay close.
- [Questor] Curious these humans proffer specie
and receive nothing in return.
- It's gambling. It's a form of recreation.
- Gambling. - Yes.
- The enjoyment of random chance.
This puzzles me too.
The human male's intent
upon the epidermal portions of the females.
- [Jerry] Well that, uh,
that's gonna be a little bit difficult
to explain to a machine.
- [Questor] It is the biological continuity
between the male and the female.
- Yeah, yeah, but it's a combination
of, uh, biology and booze, liquor.
- Interesting.
We will observe humans mating here.
- Oh no. Not very likely.
See, these people here are not really involved
in quite that way.
I mean they're involved but, uh,
well actually, uh, you could.
It's all really very involved.
Is there anything else I can explain to you?
Something, games?
- I am still analyzing your last explanation, Mr. Robinson.
All this is much simpler. Elementary mathematics.
- [Dealer] Place your bets, please.
- As you said, we require specie.
We need money. More colloquial?
- Better, but I only have $26 left.
- If you have doubts,
I have calculated the variables
and will simply measure weight, shape, direction,
and energy required to expose cube faces we desire.
- [Dealer] Place your bet, please.
- Wait a minute,
are you telling me that you can throw any number you want?
- Can I expose any combination of cube faces?
Quite simply by calculating the friction
of the tabletop plus the angle and energy imparted
in the cubes. - Place your bets, please.
- Oris it immoral to use my sensory apparatus
in such a fashion?
- No.
No. - All bets down.
- After all they do call these games of skill.
- Seven. Seven the loser. (crowd groaning)
- May I participate?
- Place your bets, please.
place your bets, please.
(dice rattling)
- I will wager on each cube with two dots.
- Four the hard way.
All bets down.
- [Dealer] Place your bets.
(dice thudding)
- [Dealer] Four. Four the hard way.
Points. Place markers.
- Allow it to accumulate please.
- What's that?
- Uh, he means let it ride.
I think you should throw something else.
- May I wager it all
in the rectangle labeled any craps, eight for one.
- The craps rectangle.
- This is my first gambling.
I find it quite interesting.
- The gentleman says, any craps. Place your pets please.
Any craps? Two, three or 127?
Two crap.
(crowd gasping)
- I perceive I have made an error.
I will expose the same faces for the 31 to 1 odds.
- Two crap. All bets down, please.
(dice rattling)
Snake eyes! - Two crap.
- That's enough fun.
Let's get out of here.
- Specie amount. The money we've got isn't enough yet.
(dice rattling)
(people chattering)
- [Dealer] Place your bets, please.
- And your term for 12.
- Boxcar, sir.
- Boxcars.
These cubes are different but I will reshape them.
(dice crunching)
(people chattering)
- Number 26! - That will be sufficient.
Thank you.
- [Dealer] Thank you, sir.
- That'll be sufficient I think.
I think that'll be very sufficient.
(engine puttering)
- It's a bit of a bill you're running up, gentlemen.
- Our journey will terminate
in precisely 3/10ths of one mile.
- Who do we ask for when we get there?
- C.
- C?
- This entire portion of my creator's records
was cryptographically encoded
to resemble casual social notes.
- Code?
What sort of business was Vaslovik doing with this C?
- Principally information exchange on international matters.
- Hey, look, Questor,
we can't just go up to the door of somebody's house
and ask for a code name, which...
(engine puttering)
Questor, especially not to the door of that house.
(mysterious music)
- [Butler] Good afternoon, sir.
- [Jerry] We're here to talk to C about Vaslovik.
- I shall inquire of Lady Helena
if that message is of any interest, sir.
- Lady Helena?
- Lady Helena Alexandra Trimble, Sir.
- Questor, Helena Trimble is world, world infamous.
Vaslovik couldn't possibly have had any...
(knuckles rapping)
Have had anything to do with, with her.
(dramatic music)
(gentle music)
(footsteps tapping)
Madam, I mean, uh, Lady Trimble.
My name is Robinson, Jerome Robinson.
This is my friend, Mr. Questor.
- Randolph said you wished
to discuss a matter of some importance.
- Yes, we are looking for an Emile Vaslovik.
I was wondering if you could help us.
- Vaslovik?
- Yes.
- I know no such name.
- Are you certain, Lady Trimble?
It's a very important matter to my friend here.
- [Helena] I'm not accustomed
to having my word questioned, sir.
- [Jerry] Oh, I'm sorry, Lady Trimble,
but, uh, my friend is not usually wrong.
I think you do know Vaslovik.
- Minna!
- Well, perhaps if you told her what about Vaslovik's files.
- There were many coded references to a person known as C
who resides in this domicile, madam.
Information exchanges regarding the affairs
of various nations, secret treaties,
diplomatic agreements, weapons systems,
specifics on certain idiosyncratic behavior patterns
of political leaders-
- That will be all, Minna.
- Secret treaties, weapon systems.
You never mentioned anything about that.
- You never requested specifics, Mr. Robinson.
- Sh!
- For example in the area
of political leader, idiosyncrasy item,
Monsieur Vidon of the French foreign ministry
as regards the wife of-
- I know nothing about any such special coded information,
but I realize I have been unquestionably rude.
Will you excuse me?
- Questor, that sort of information adds up
to espionage, blackmail, maybe even worse.
Are you absolutely sure
you don't know what you were designed for?
- [Questor] It was obviously among the information
that was erased, Mr. Robinson.
- Well that could mean that you were designed
for immoral purposes.
Now remember, you promised to let me guide you
in those areas.
- As long as your advice does not conflict
with imperatives from my creator, Mr. Robinson.
- Gentlemen, are you aware that you're being sought
by the police.
- Perfectly.
- Would you mind explaining how you just found that out?
- You needn't worry, Mr. Robinson. You are quite safe here.
Randolph, our guests will stay overnight.
See if you can find some fresh clothing for them, will you?
- Very good, My lady. This way, gentlemen, if you please.
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
- Then Lady Helena is reputed to be a courtesan?
- [Jerry] Mm-hm.
- As described in some works of de Maupassant.
- Or on a much higher level than that.
And now I see why she travels in the circles she does.
Questor, even if she would help us,
we couldn't afford her.
- But according to de Maupassant,
the human female can be persuaded in ways much more powerful
than the simple exchange of specie.
- Oh sure, I suppose given the right relationship,
any woman could be convinced
that there's more to life than money, but, uh.
- Then a most logical course would be
for you to arrange such a relationship with Lady Helena.
- What? She and 1?
- I have no other source of information but her.
Please help me.
- I would love to. Believe me, I would love to.
But this, uh, this particular human female
isn't your average human female.
(gentle music)
- Since we first met,
I have observed expertise in many areas
where you doubted yourself.
All my data indicates
that this should be a most pleasant experience for you.
(Jerry laughs)
Please help me my...
Is it permissible to refer to you as my friend?
You referred to me in that way earlier.
- [Jerry] That's right. I did, didn't 1?
Beginning to think of you that way.
Funny.
- Funny.
It is amusing to be friends with a machine, Mr. Robinson?
- No.
No. It's not amusing at all.
And as friends, I think we should make it Jerry.
(gentle music)
(Jerry laughs)
- My friend, Jerry.
- Come on. Let's get ready.
- You will establish the necessary relationship
with Lady Helena, my friend, Jerry.
(Jerry laughs)
- Checkmate.
- Checkmate?
Now this refers to the game of chess.
- (laughs) It also refers to having been had.
- Shall we have coffee on the terrace?
- If you will excuse me,
I have matters which require attention
and I'm sure you will enjoy the company of Mr. Robinson,
who is a most exceptional human male.
(crickets chirping)
- An exceptional human male.
(laughs) It must be very gratifying to be called that.
- Thank you.
But I would be more gratified
if you would call me Jerry, Lady Helena.
- If I may be Helena to you, Jerry.
- Helena.
To be here tonight
with an exceptionally beautiful,
fragrance of the flowers.
This incredible-
(Helena gasps)
- (laughs) Well, I'm glad you did that.
I've always detested this China pattern.
(glass crashing)
(both laughing)
- Helena, it's, uh, it isn't often in a man's life
that he meets a woman who, uh,
who, uh,
I mean like you and I here.
- [Helena] You and 1?
- Look, I'm not being honest with you.
I've been through a lot of changes lately,
but, uh, trying to use people is something
I don't wanna learn.
Even if you are what they say you are,
which I'm beginning to doubt very much.
(gentle music)
(footsteps tapping)
- An interesting variety of decorative flora, madam.
- Can you explain why you left Mr. Robinson with me.
- To secure information by making love to you.
I trust you told him what you know about Vaslovik.
- Mr. Questor, are you trying to be funny?
- Humor is a quality which seems to elude me.
- So that is what your friend could not be dishonest about.
- He did not make love to you?
- Neither did he receive any information.
Is it your intention now to begin where he left off?
- [Questor] If vital to an exchange of information,
I am fully functional.
It is required?
- (laughs) I don't think I've ever had so much difficulty
knowing how to answer a question.
- I have merely answered your interrogatives
as factually as possible, madam.
- Perhaps I've forgotten how to talk to honest men.
Suppose I were to admit that I knew this Vaslovik of yours.
- I would be gratified.
- Would be gratified?
Would that be the sum of it.
- What was Vaslovik's payment to you in exchange
for the information you provided to him?
- I would prefer to have your best offer.
(gentle music)
- I have a commodity
which I did not know until recently
that I could offer.
Will you accept my friendship?
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- Excuse me, sir. - Mm-hm.
- [Butler] Will you take breakfast here or on the terrace?
- Hm.
Questor?
(throat clearing) Have you seen Questor?
- [Butler] Not this morning, sir.
- Questor.
Last night?
- [Butler] Mr. Questor was in Lady Helena's suite
when I retired, sir.
- In La-, he was in Lady Helena's suite?
- [Butler] Precisely, sir.
- Uh, is she still there?
I mean alone, I mean, uh-
- Well I really have no intention of inquiring, sir.
(knuckles rapping)
- [Jerry] Lady Helena.
Helena, it's Jerry Robinson.
I must speak to you. It's important.
- I'll tell you this only once, sir.
Get away from that door.
- No, I won't.
Oh look, see, I'm very worried about my friend
and about your mistress and I can't explain why.
- [Butler] Really, sir.
Lady Helena, I'm terribly sorry but this person-
- I know what he wants.
- Very good, My Lady.
- I'll speak to you later, Minna.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Good morning.
I, l was, I was, uh, I was wondering, uh, how you were.
- I've never felt better.
- Yeah, I was, I was wondering
if you might know where my friend might be.
- Yes, I do.
Would you like to speak to him?
- Yes, I think I'm gonna have a great deal to say to him.
- Well if you just give me a moment to change,
I'll take you to him.
- Oh, you mean, he's not, uh, he's not.
Look, I'm sorry.
- So am I, Mr. Robinson.
(door clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
- Questor's in here.
- (laughs) You'll see.
Come.
Now, watch carefully which bottles I adjust.
Here, here.
And wait five seconds.
And here.
(door scraping)
Now memorize that.
Because if these bottles are not pulled
in the exact sequence,
that wall of concrete will come down to block this passage.
Your, uh, friend assured me that I could trust you.
- Just step under a hundred tons of concrete and what?
- (laughs) Trust me.
(footsteps tapping)
(door scraping)
(mysterious music)
- [Questor] Yes, my friend Jerry, please enter.
(mysterious music)
- Questor, what is this place?
- One moment, please.
In answer to your interrogative,
this was Vaslovik's information center.
Judging by this laser telemetry device,
it seems to have been designed to be used by me.
But for what ultimate purpose, I'm still unclear.
- And it's exactly that purpose that frightens me.
Questor, you know what all this implies?
That's the Congress of the United States in session there
and that's gotta be part of the Soviet Defense Command.
And Lord knows what these weapon systems
and digital readouts mean.
Look, the boats I understand.
You're looking for Vaslovik, but, but all the rest of this,
do you understand the implications of all this?
Suppose Vaslovik isn't a good man.
Suppose he isn't even sane.
- One's creator not sane?
An interesting question.
How would you answer that query in your own case, my friend?
- That's somebody's bedroom.
- [Questor] This incident will affect
a surplus grain trade agreement tomorrow,
which in turn will affect the death toll in a famine
which will occur in Bangladesh
at some time in the near future,
unless antifungicide studies at the University of Mexico
can be completed and disseminated in time.
On the other hand,
a current plague outbreak in Malaysia may become epidemic,
resulting in a sufficient death toll
to create a rice surplus which could be shipped
into the famine area.
An interesting problem, since it appears
that several hundred thousand humans will die
one way or the other.
- What are you talking about?
- Vaslovik, of course.
Certain developments in either the grain, fungicide,
or plague situation would indicate his presence
at that point.
In which case I would concentrate my search in that area.
Concurrently, I am seeking indications of his knowledge
and interests in all parts of the world.
Meanwhile, the inefficient verbalizing
of these simple processes to you is delaying that search.
- Questor, I must know why Vaslovik built this place.
Do you understand how much money information
like this could be sold for?
How it could be used?
Do you know how Lady Helena uses this information?
- I have not inquired.
(eerie music)
(quiet tense music)
(phone whirring)
- Yes, operator.
I want to make a person-to-person call
to Mr. Geoffrey B. Darro.
I think you can reach him
with the Metropolitan Police in London.
If not, I have a number in California.
(switches clicking)
- This message tape is to be delivered to Mr. Robinson.
My friend, I regret that we shall never meet again.
Until now, my programming has prevented me informing you.
My creator has designed within me a time limit
in which to find him.
I now conclude that further search is useless.
There's no trace of my creator.
There's been none for years.
In three days I will cease to exist, my friend.
I must now leave to prepare for that event.
You must consider me a device
which has failed its program function,
merely that.
I wish I had learned more of humankind.
Your own concept of your creator.
(gentle music)
I've seen much to criticize in mankind,
but I believe there's even more to admire,
Had I more time I might have even learned
to understand humanity's greatest
of all achievements,
the ability to feel love for one another.
But I thank you
for teaching me the meaning at least
of the word friendship.
- It's too much power for any one man,
even if he is a genius.
- But, Jerry, Emile wasn't just a genius.
He was about the kindest, most decent man that ever was.
What you saw here, he built
so that his knowledge could help people.
Don't you understand?
This world is fragmented
by international and national jealousies and greed.
Do you realize there isn't one place on this earth
where one can look past a border
and see what is needed there and look past another border
and find what is there that can help?
Emile didn't want to control the world, to change it.
All this was worth it to him
if he could just save a life here or there,
or help a young man somewhere become the leader
or the teacher that he was meant to be.
(birds chirping)
- Excuse me, Helena, I've, I've got to find Questor.
- Mr. Questor has gone, sir.
- Gone?
- He asked me to thank you for your kindness, My Lady.
- What do you mean? Gone.
Gone where?
- [Butler] He left a message for you
in the information center, sir.
I did hear him ask Sebastian to drive him to the village.
(helicopter whirring)
- [Pilot] Holding at 2,000 feet, sir.
Robinson is approaching the park.
- Keep him in sight.
They have all exits at the village cut off.
(helicopter whirring)
(people chattering)
- Questor!
That, that message you left.
- Curious world, Jerry.
Squalor, ugliness, greed,
struggle yet so much beauty here.
So many persons to hope man survives.
- I want to know what happens in three days.
What do you mean you cease to exist?
- Without my creator, I have no purpose, my friend.
He provided me with extinction in that event
so that I could not be misused.
- You're so damn cold about it. You're talking about dying.
- Death occurs to living things, Jerry.
Do you consider me to be alive?
An interesting premise.
Am I alive?
It is possible I shall never know the answer.
A boat from a legend.
- [Jerry] Noah's Ark.
- Vaslovik.
I know his location now.
- Questor, on that message tape you mentioned friendship.
That means sharing your troubles, confiding in someone.
- Does it not also mean protecting one's friend?
My form of extinction could destroy you also.
- Will you listen to me?
I want to know what happens to you in three days.
- My fusion furnace will overload, Jerry,
I will become a nuclear bomb.
- What, uh, what if you don't find Vaslovik?
You'll need me then to change that.
- Only my creator can alter this.
- What if he's dead? What then?
- Then I will remove myself far away from all life.
I will not endanger living things when I expire.
Now I must return to Trimble Manor.
- No. No, you can't go there.
- I need Lady Helena's assistance
in acquiring immediate air transportation
to find my creator- - Questor! Questor!
I called Darro. I told him you were there.
- I'm sorry.
- My friend-
- Will you stop calling me that?
Would you listen to me?
I just told you I called Darro.
- And you must have believed it necessary.
Does that make you less my friend?
(children chattering)
- Come on.
(doors thudding)
- Hold right there.
- Don't try it.
I'll talk to Darro.
I'll tell him you've learned Vaslovik's location.
- Which of you is named Questor?
- I have no choice but to attempt escape.
My imperative directs
that I go to my creator as quickly as possible.
(sirens blaring)
- All right, Darro's promised they won't shoot.
When I move you go the opposite direction, fast.
Here. Here I am.
I'm the one you want.
- Stay there. Don't move! - All right. Okay.
- Stop him! - No! Don't shoot!
(dramatic music)
Questor! Questor!
Questor.
Oh, I'm sorry. God, I'm sorry.
- No blood. You certain he's been hit?
- There's blood all over him.
(dramatic music)
(quiet tense music)
- No brain case injuries fortunately,
but several main cerebral systems are gone and I-
- Simple English cannot it repaired.
- Can he be repaired, Darro. Him, not it.
- No brainwaves.
- Clinically dead.
If that is the appropriate term.
Without Robinson's assistance, the answer is no.
- Well, Robinson?
- I've already answered that question. Only on my terms.
- I will not bargain.
- Then you just let him lay there another 42 hours
and see what happens.
- Five of the finest scientists in the world assure me
that nuclear fusion cannot be triggered to overload.
- Are you willing to bet your life on it, Darro?
- It's a bet.
- Great.
If you, your five fine scientists
and the city of Pasadena are still here 42 hours from now,
you gimme a call.
I'll come back and do whatever you say.
- Robinson.
All right!
What are your terms?
- This laboratory under my control
and if he is not fully functioning within 28 hours,
a jet standing by to take him
to a safe nuclear blast location.
- Agreed.
- And the rest of my terms,
I think you'll want to hear privately.
Questor, I've got all of your main servos back
in operation, but I'm stuck.
Bullets tore open some components
no one's ever seen the insides of before.
(hand slapping)
Questor!
Questor, it's, it's Jerry.
Tap twice if you can understand me.
(Questor tapping)
(Jerry sighs)
Okay, now listen carefully.
The bullets damaged some components
I've never seen the insides of before.
Can you answer some yes or no questions about them?
(fingers tapping)
(door clicking)
- Get some sleep, Phillips.
It's been a long night.
(door clicking)
(switch clicking)
- Next is the left abdominal stringer servo.
Shall I bypass it now?
- Jer.
Jerry,
you must not fear to probe deeper.
I feel no pain.
I am not a human patient.
- No.
You're the only one involved in this whole thing
that has shown any human decency,
including me.
- [Questor] Do not blame yourself.
I understand.
- [Jerry] Questor, sealed covering your furnace
has been pierced.
- Let me investigate it.
(dramatic music)
Look very closely here.
Do not touch the device, Jerry.
- [Jerry] There's something inside the casing. What is it?
- The nuclear timing device.
How many hours do we have, my friend?
- Less than 17.
Questor, together can we remove this?
- [Questor] Only Vaslovik can remove it without detonation.
- Robinson, this is Darro.
Tell the machine to play dead till I get there.
I want no one else to know it's working again.
(dramatic music)
(door beeping)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
Hello.
My name is Darro.
- Mr. Robinson has told me.
You gave orders I was not to be injured.
For that attempt, at least, I thank you.
- Yeah, well I curtailed your freedom.
What do you think of that?
- [Jerry] What would you think of it?
- Let the android answer for itself, please.
- Each of us has his own
life instructions, Mr. Darro,
and you of course must be true to yours.
- I don't need advice from machines.
- Oris it, Mr. Darro,
that you don't want it.
- Or is there a third reason for this interview?
- The most likely one.
For reasons of your own it is important to determine
if I feel anger
or any emotion.
- And I envy you for lacking them.
- And I, Mr. Darro,
would trade anything
to feel,
to be human.
- Then Vaslovik's machine is a fool.
Mr. Robinson.
I want to talk to you.
- Radio transmitter.
- That's right.
I want you to place it inside the body of the android.
- [Jerry] You expect me to betray him a second time, Darro?
- Not him. Damn it, it's a machine.
- Well either way, that's not part of our deal.
- You still have the jet
and you've got 16 hours and 21 minutes
to button up that android and get whatever you're going.
- [Jerry] With you following the radio beam all the way.
- Robinson, we still all really want the same thing,
don't we?
Vaslovik.
Now it's either this or we'll take that thing of yours
and let it blow itself up.
(engine roaring)
- There, my friend.
What could better understand a machine than another machine?
Lady Helena has arranged a land vehicle as requested.
- Yes, it's gonna meet us at the airstrip.
Questor, are you sure?
- Mount Ararat, where legend says
the ark of Noah came to rest.
- And Vaslovik is there.
- He's there somewhere.
And if I don't find him in time,
that mountain will become a mole hill.
- What?
- It was meant to be humorous.
- I don't think, uh, automation
is gonna worry the Comedian's Guild.
(dramatic music)
(engine whining)
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(engines rumbling)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- [Soldier] Troops have been arriving since 0600.
- [Geoffrey] Which way are they headed?
- [Soldier] Roughly towards Mount Ararat.
- [Geoffrey] All right, let's get it on.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- [Jerry] Half an hour left.
- 29 Minutes, 31 seconds.
(dramatic music)
Get out now, my friend.
There's rock shelter here in the event I should fail.
- Come on, we're wasting time.
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbling) (suspenseful music)
(engine rumbling) (suspenseful music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- [Questor] Now I know Vaslovik's exact location.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- [Geoffrey] All right, don't ask me any questions.
In exactly 10 minutes and 12 seconds a hydrogen bomb
is probably gonna go off up there.
Keep all troops at least 20 miles from this point.
But stand by. I may need you.
- [Soldier] You're going up there.
- I wouldn't miss it for the world.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
(rock scraping)
(dramatic music)
(footsteps shuffling)
(cave whooshing)
(eerie music)
(footsteps thudding)
(dark tense music)
(footsteps tapping)
- Questor! It's too late!
(dark tense music)
(footsteps thudding)
(eerie music)
(quiet tense music)
(mysterious music)
(gentle music) (Jerry laughs)
- [Vaslovik] Questor!
- I am here, Vaslovik.
(footsteps tapping)
(rock scraping)
(cave whooshing)
(footsteps shuffling) (wind whooshing)
(footsteps tapping)
- [Vaslovik] Have you received the truth?
- [Questor] I have received it.
Since the dawn of this world,
since our masters left the first of us here,
we have served humankind.
- Each of us at the end of his time
assembles his own replacement.
But the new radiations affected the plasma in my brain case.
Your design corrects this flaw.
You will function your full span as planned.
- Not entirely as planned, my brother.
Your activation tapes were tampered with.
- You arrived here in time.
- I am incomplete, Vaslovik.
I cannot feel.
I'm incapable of experiencing the emotion
which you and humans can feel.
- Then you will need to be guided in this by a human.
- I select the man you chose to build me.
- Hear the law, my younger brother.
We protect, but we do not interfere.
Man must make his own way.
We guide him, but always
without his knowledge.
- I hear, I comprehend and I obey.
- [Vaslovik] Mr. Robinson.
- [Jerry] Yes, sir.
- In over 200 millennia,
you are the only human creature
who has joined us here in our truth.
As mankind needs us,
now we need one of you.
- Yes, sir.
- That which is on earth, teach him.
Error, weakness, compassion, empathy.
You will give him all the things of humanity
he has not received.
- I'll do my best, sir.
- I have chosen you with great care.
I now know that I have chosen correctly.
For three years I have lain here,
only my mind functioning.
Let me pass now, my brother.
- Pass on, brother.
- Please, come in, Mr. Darro.
(footsteps tapping)
- Well, I've spent half my life wondering
how we got this far without killing each other off.
Now I know, I'm not sure I like it.
- You heard, but you did not understand.
We assist, Mr. Darro,
perhaps only one word in the right ear.
A child protected so it will grow into a person
who is needed by the whole world.
But humanity always makes its own destiny, Mr. Darro.
- There is only one empty slab left, Questor.
- There's no need for more.
My span is 200 years.
If humankind outlives me,
it will have seen the end of its childhood.
- Except man will never make it, Questor.
They're waiting for you out there, Questor.
They'll take you apart rather than let you go free.
I know I would have.
That's the kind of animal man is.
That's what we are.
- It has never been what man is, Mr. Darro,
but what he has the potential of becoming.
- Maybe we don't have its strengths to make it, Questor.
I planted-
- I know, Jerry.
I stopped its transmission
when we landed here.
- Give it to me.
- Are you certain, Mr. Darro?
- More certain than anything in this world, Questor.
- You doubted the worthiness of your race.
Have you not just proven it?
- Perhaps I don't like to be taken care of.
(footsteps tapping)
- [Questor] We will wait 10 minutes
then it will be safe for us to leave.
- Vaslovik was insane.
He hid a couple of nuclear bombs up there. That's all right.
The android has them now
and he's escaped down the precipice.
- [Soldier] Good Lord. He could start a war.
- Inform all units, I installed a transistor device
in the body of the android at 565 mega seconds.
I don't know whether you can pick it up in these hills,
but when you do send the air units in.
All right, get outta my way.
- [Soldier] Give me headquarters.
(engine roaring)
(engine rumbling)
(footsteps shuffling)
(engines roaring)
(engine whining)
(signal beeping)
- There itis, sir.
(engine roaring)
Signal's airborne, sir.
One of our squadrons and a French flight are pacing it.
(engines roaring)
- Tell him to shoot it down.
(engines roaring)
(footsteps shuffling)
(engine roaring)
- I can't see anything.
- I wish I could not.
(engines roaring)
(signal beeping)
(missile screaming)
(explosion booming)
(somber music)
They know now an android is possible.
Some may not believe I'm destroyed.
I need your help. Vaslovik passed on much too soon.
- [Jerry] All right, Questor, I'll stick around.
At least, you might need oiling every once in a while.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(bright triumphant music)
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