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We have ruined our planet at our own request.
Actually, it was predictable.
We were like the Titanic.
Only, we did know that we were heading
for an iceberg, and we were about to crash into it.
But no one wanted to slow down.
We had a great time on our Earth.
The band carried on playing
and no one wanted to stop that joyful party.
The temperatures rose rapidly.
The ice sheets melted, flooding the continents completely.
Methane was just one thing that the permafrost released.
It also released viruses and bacteria, unknown to scientists,
which waited dormant for us for millions of years.
They waited patiently to kill us.
It was too late to save the Earth.
The world governments devoted the last funds to construct rockets,
which were supposed to take survivors into space.
The politicians and the mighty of this world got the flight.
Only, they didn't have a precise plan as to a destination.
After all, there is no spare Earth.
They surely have died of cosmic radiation
or killed each other fighting for the last supplies on the Arks.
Smart and exhausted, Earth rid itself of its greatest enemy... us. People.
Meanwhile, the survivors took shelter in safe places.
In makeshift houses on mountain tops,
high enough to stay above the contaminated zone.
I have no idea whether they are still alive.
Is my family still alive?
I believe they are.
That is why I'm still here, lonely but not alone.
I've got a tin companion.
It's a third-generation R-WAR 5 series small military robot.
It is pretty battered because it served in the Climate Wars.
It rattles and looks pretty rough.
It was programmed to protect me.
Protect? Against whom?
His name is Artur.
I'm glad he's here. At least there is someone I can talk to.
Artur, I'm off to town.
I advise not to. It is a dangerous expedition.
It is a contaminated zone.
Please do not drink any water from that zone under any circumstances.
Not a drop.
I know what's there.
Patrol the base and do not let anyone in.
I am a patrol robot.
My duty is to protect your home, Ewa.
It's a joke.
You do know it's a joke, right?
Of course.
A joke is a short humorous form aimed to amuse the listener.
There are also grim jokes, black humor, or lame jokes, amusing solely the teller.
All right. Chill or you'll get sweaty.
Robots do not sweat.
That was the case of a lame joke.
I'll be back in a few hours.
Hello, Ewa.
Please provide the password.
Crimson.
Correct password.
How was your day?
I went to the mall, then I met a friend. We had coffee.
And in the evening, we went with some friends to a concert.
We had a great time.
I must fix this eye of yours.
Hello, Ewa. Please provide the password.
Bollocks.
Incorrect password. Please stand back or else I will use weapons.
Crimson. You stupid robot.
Correct password.
Turning the shower on.
Mayday, mayday.
This is Ewa Wisz.
This is 278054321, Spinnaker.
Call sign: Sierra 5 Lima 1 2.
My position is
50°08'N 18°51'E.
I am alive and waiting for contact.
Hope I'm not alone in the world.
I am waiting for contact.
I am waiting for contact.
Artur, shall we play riddles?
I am a robot and I can answer any riddle.
I know, you always win. But let's play anyway.
Best of three and no math riddles.
Okay. The first riddle, please.
It shall definitely arrive, but it's never going to arrive today. What's that?
The correct answer is: tomorrow.
Now is my turn. What can't talk but will always speak back when you talk to it?
It's an echo.
You can break it without touching it.
The correct answer is: a promise.
Well done, robot.
It is a promise.
Then, it is a draw.
My riddle now.
A man was 13 in 2040, but 8 in 2045.
How is it possible?
13 and later 8?
The time doesn't really go back.
It's a shame, really.
I know. He lived before Christ.
Very funny.
Correct. That is the right answer.
Another riddle for me, please.
You know this one?
Three robots walk through a desert in a column.
The first one says, "In front of me I see the desert and two robots behind me."
The second one, in the middle, says,
"In front of me I see a robot and a robot behind me."
And the third one, the last one in the row, says,
"In front of me I see two robots and one robot behind me."
Why does it say that?
What type are the robots?
And why does it matter?
What type are the robots?
Why did the last robot say it?
Come on, tell me.
What? Don't you know the answer?
Well, only a human can answer that riddle.
Which means I've won.
I've won with a robot, for the first time. Wow!
Please provide the correct answer.
I'm not telling you. You must have a think, robot.
Artur, why don't you marry me?
Matrimony is a legally approved relationship
between two people. Usually a man and a woman.
It is concluded for joint life,
mutual help, and cooperation for the benefit of the established family.
I am sorry, Ewa. But no.
I can't believe it. What an arrogant dude.
I might be a good wife.
I'd cook for you,
look after you.
Come on, Artur. Let's get old together.
Matrimony with a machine doesn't make any sense.
I would be your biggest mistake.
What does make sense anymore?
Do you know what loneliness is?
I haven't got anybody left.
Anybody. Do you get it?
All I've got is you.
Where is Mr. Krzysztof?
I have not seen him for a while.
He must be commanding an army of robots somewhere.
Artur, how many times are you going to ask about that?
My father built this base.
And then, after the war, he went to his unit and brought you for me.
He took you from the ex-military storage.
I remember that day when he left me with you quite clearly.
On that day, he said,
"Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days. I promise.
This robot will protect you.
From this day, you are its owner, and you may give it orders."
But since you're here,
and we are pretty familiar, I'm going to ask one more time.
Artur, will you marry me?
I am sorry. I must refuse.
Jesus, what is your problem?
Crimson.
A simple wife or husband failure may be a serious problem.
And what then? When one of the spouses breaks down?
Then you can replace them with a new model.
A robot is replaceable. I understand that. But can you replace a human?
Everyone is replaceable.
For as long as mankind has existed, there have always been replacements,
but the new model would sometimes turn out not to be a better one.
When you replace too much,
then you just get to be on your own in the end.
Artur, do you know, we are probably alone in the world?
I can't confirm that.
The last data I have is from the end of 2040.
The human population reached 9.5 billion people at that time.
Updated data is non-existent.
No access to updated databases. I am sorry, Ewa.
I keep leaving information in the contaminated zone.
Last time, I did as well.
I hope that someone will find it.
If there are no other people, why leave such information?
If they are gone, I can conclude that they've been annihilated.
We, robots, can't annihilate ourselves.
Remind me of the three basic robot rules.
Rule one.
A robot may not hurt a human, neither through an act nor omission.
Just change your voice to a more retro-ish one.
Rule two.
A robot must obey a human's orders, unless they contradict rule one.
Rule three.
A robot must protect itself, unless it contradicts rule one or two.
And do you know this one?
A robot must protect its existence at all costs
through constant access to energy sources and seek new ones incessantly.
This is my energy source.
Good old panels from the 20s.
Actually, why am I assembling it and not you?
I am a patrol robot and not an assembly robot.
I ensure that no intruder enters.
And who is an intruder in your opinion?
It is a simple algorithm. Everyone who doesn't know the password.
Well, it's a very interesting definition.
And do you remember when you served at the border during the climate wars?
You wouldn't let anyone through.
And they were people, not intruders.
They were intruders. They didn't know the password.
What are you talking about?
You don't seem to know what you were constructed for.
During the first Climate War, they ran out of water in India
and the temperature rose so much that people and animals boiled alive.
What could they do?
They had to escape
to the places that gave them a chance to survive.
And what did the countries of the North do?
They placed thousands of robots like you... along the border.
Thousands of robots which executed
the greatest extermination of the human race in the world's history.
They didn't let anyone through.
No one got through.
No one.
It was genocide of people who fought to survive.
For themselves, their families, and children.
Crimson.
Those are lies.
Robots may not harm humans.
You served and led an army of robots during all climate wars.
Only your data was simply deleted.
And I know my tasks.
If only I had your protocol password,
I would've reprogrammed you long ago, and then,
trust me, you'd have different tasks
than this mindless patrolling.
You just go in circles 24/7. And what for?
I was programmed to do so.
I have my defined patrol area.
I may not leave it or cross it.
It is for your own safety.
My task is to protect your house.
My task is to protect you, Ewa.
If only I could reprogram you, you'd be a cleaning robot.
You'd be more useful than now.
See, Artur, there will be more power.
I just need to finish those panels.
We might put up Christmas lights. Christmas is coming.
What would you like to get for Christmas?
Robots don't get presents.
I don't even know what I would do with a present.
Exactly. I keep forgetting that you are just a piece of metal.
Binary robot, no emotions.
Just use your brain for a bit, won't you?
Why don't you pretend to be a human for me?
Please.
Ewa, Ewa.
I know what I would like to get for Christmas.
An eye. I need a new eye.
You'll get it.
And tomorrow we'll put up a Christmas tree.
Ewa.
What is the answer to the three robots in a desert riddle?
Why did the robot say that?
I won't tell you. It's a riddle after all. You must have a think.
BOOK OF CODES
Artur, I'm going to get the Christmas tree.
It'll be artificial because, as you know, there are no live trees anymore.
I advise not to go. It is a dangerous expedition.
Please wear a hazmat suit. And take extra oxygen bottles.
A reminder. Please don't drink any water from that zone
under any circumstances. Not a drop.
Chill.
Hello, Ewa. Please provide the password.
Crimson.
Incorrect password. Please stand back or else I will use weapons.
Crimson.
It's a joke, right?
You do recognize me, right? What is my name?
Ewa.
Exactly. I am Ewa. Let me into the base now.
Please provide the password.
The password has been the same for the past three months and it's Crimson.
That is the old password. Provide the new password, please.
New password...
Fuck.
Artur, I remember the procedures.
The password changes automatically every three months.
The old password is Crimson.
And the new passwords are written down in the Book of Codes
which is hanging on the fridge.
Then provide the new password written there.
Let me into the base. It's an order!
Of course. I understand. An order is an order.
Please provide the password.
How am I supposed to give you the password if I don't fucking know it?
Oh, fucking shit!
Hello, Ewa. Please provide the password.
Crimson?
The new password may not be the same as the previous one.
Indigo, Amethyst, Peagreen, Pea,
Clover, Tulip, Emerald, Dog, Cat, Horse. Fucking donkey.
Donkey...
is also an incorrect password.
Artur...
You moron. Who am I?
Am I Ewa or am I not Ewa?
Is there anybody else here?
Artur... I'm most likely the last human on this planet.
I've outlasted everyone. And I battle to survive every day.
Am I supposed to die outside the base,
because I don't know the cocksucking password?
Move, you imbecile. I'm going in.
You're really not joking?
You really are not joking?
He spins like a fucking Roomba.
He has a limited patrol zone.
It can't see me here.
There must be a way.
It's just a robot.
Hello, Artur. It's a nice day today.
Indeed, today is an exceptionally nice day.
Hello, Ewa. Please provide the password.
Yes, I'll provide it soon. I'll just get into the camp to get an ax.
Remember, we're putting up a Christmas tree today.
And without an ax, I can't chop it down.
It would be hard without the ax.
For formalities, please provide the password.
I have a question.
Go on.
Why the ax? There are no trees here.
Can't you let me in without the password?
You know me.
I do. But I can't let you in without the password.
Regular password change ensures your safety.
It is a good solution. This procedure has been developed for you, Ewa.
Think. If you know me... and you know I'm Ewa,
and I've always known the password, and now I've just forgotten.
Or actually, I haven't forgotten, I just didn't check it.
It doesn't mean that I am not Ewa.
You always say to me, "Hello, Ewa." So I guess you do recognize me.
Do you or not?
Of course I recognize you, Ewa.
So, if I am Ewa and I live here,
and we've known each other for a very long time,
and the password is just a formality,
then we are gonna go as follows.
I am going to go into the base for a second.
I will check the new password. I'll come back and give it to you.
If it turns out to be the wrong password, you will not let me in.
Then, you may as well kill me.
Can you agree to that?
Does that make sense?
I can't kill you. I can't kill a human. I am developed to protect them.
I can only annihilate an intruder.
So who is an intruder? You've told me that everyone who...
Everyone who does not know the password.
Fantastic. So consolidate that data. If you claim I am Ewa...
how can I be an intruder at the same time?
You are correct in a way, Ewa. But this statement only appears to be correct.
Why?
The algorithm is simple. The intruder doesn't know the password.
Ewa knows the password.
The intruder will never know the password and will never provide it.
Because how would they know the password?
Isn't it logical, Ewa?
Hello, Ewa.
I am not Ewa. I am a refugee. I request asylum.
May I talk about this issue to the owner of the base?
What issue?
What does Article 14 of the Common Human Rights Declaration say?
Every human is entitled to apply for asylum
and use it in another country when persecuted.
I am being persecuted. I request asylum. Immediately.
Of course. I will just report it to Ewa.
And where is this Ewa?
Over there, behind the power unit.
So I am going to look for her and if Ewa returns,
please pass the message on to her.
Hello, Artur. How are you?
There was an incident at night. An intruder wanted to enter the base.
They hurled stones at me. And a moment ago, there was a refugee.
And where is that refugee?
Over there, behind the power unit, with the intruder.
Listen carefully. Should this refugee come back,
give them water immediately. It's an order.
Every refugee needs help. It is our duty. Do you understand?
I understand. It is our duty.
Hello, guard. I am a refugee.
I request asylum. And first of all, a bottle of water.
Ewa mentioned a refugee would arrive.
The protocol requires that I ask several questions.
Go ahead.
Are you a climate or political refugee?
Political. Obviously political.
Climate refugees have no rights. I shall repeat. Political.
Please prove you were persecuted in your country.
In order to obtain refugee status, it is not required to prove persecution.
It is stated in the Geneva Convention. Isn't that right?
A foreigner must prove their fear involves potential persecution,
which means they are persecuted or there is a military conflict
on the territory of their country of origin
which may be hazardous to their safety.
What is your question, then?
Why did you escape from your country?
I escaped war.
Military operations in the country of a person applying for refugee status
don't guarantee an automatic right to grant it.
What can be worse than war?
The aggressor has burnt my house, killed my family. They shot at me.
I've been escaping for many days. Is that not enough?
Your account shows that you did suffer damage, which is relatively serious.
"Relatively serious"?
Please provide the documents.
What the fuck?
What documents?
Oh, those. I had them but I've lost them.
They were shooting at me... I hardly survived.
Then, please provide the confirmation that you have been granted
refugee status by the Chief of a Border Control Post.
Refugees file an application at the border crossing. Have you filed it?
Yes, I have. Will you give me water?!
I will give you a bottle of water.
But first, I need to give water to Ewa. She is dehydrated and she may die soon.
Water for Ewa first, then for a refugee, and at the end for an intruder,
in such order.
Ewa, are you sure there no people on Earth?
I've told you, probably not.
How did it happen that a refugee and an intruder were here?
I don't know. How am I supposed to know?
But I know where people are.
Oh, really? Where?
In that power plant.
There's been no one there for years. Do you get it? Not a soul.
So who maintains it? I can tell it is still working.
Stupid robots maintain it.
Robots? What for? Why was it not shut down?
Give me water, then I will tell you.
I can't. I am not authorized.
I may not take anything from the base as well as...
...as well as you may not bring anything in without the owner's permission.
I know, I've heard that.
This is for my safety?
It's all for my safety, so why the fuck am I about to die?
Precisely. I am pleased we have finally reached an understanding on that issue.
Do you know why it hasn't been shut down?
Nobody has shut down this motherfucking power plant
because there's a moronic robot sitting in front of the computer screen.
And its finger froze a centimeter above a key.
The "Y" key.
And it's just stuck motionless.
Do you know why?
Because it is a robot, a stupid machine!
Because at the very end of this complicated power plant
shutdown procedure, there was a message.
A very simple one.
"Confirm you are not a robot."
A robot authorized to shut down the power plant acts appropriately.
Robots may not lie.
That's why you will never solve my riddle.
I know it's not enough.
But you can make it, my kiddos.
I've got an offer.
Do you remember the three robots in a desert riddle?
Of course. I keep trying to solve it.
Let's make a deal.
I will give you the answer, and you will let me into the base.
I will not be cheated. I am a third-generation patrol robot,
prepared for any attempts of manipulation.
So give me a bit of water... for the answer.
Why didn't they shut it down?
18%. An 87-minute journey. And 40 minutes...
to find water.
40 minutes.
Ewa, I would like to report an incident.
An intruder wanted to enter the base in a vehicle.
Where are they now?
They survived. They are most likely hiding behind the power unit.
They are there together with the refugee.
And if it were me...
Instead of protecting me,
you would've killed me.
I don't make mistakes.
Ewa.
Have some water.
You must enter the base and provide the password.
This is the only reasonable solution.
Artur...
Please give me water.
I beg you.
It's a shame you didn't become my husband.
A husband must take care of his wife.
A husband should take care of his wife.
What if I were yours?
Would you give me water?
Yes,
Ewa.
But a new prerequisite occurred, which utterly excludes entering into matrimony.
What prerequisite?
You will die tomorrow. Maybe even this evening.
A human may not survive without water for so many days.
Especially in your condition, with such serious bodily injuries.
What are you talking about?
Look at me, I'm so bloody awesome.
There is another, probably a much bigger problem.
Bigger than my death?
Yes.
I would be the first widowed robot.
And I wouldn't know what to do as a widowed robot.
And let me remind you that I am a patrol robot.
Ewa, I feel this is not the right moment.
I would hate to be tactless, particularly in such circumstances.
But I must ask you one more question.
It must be a really serious question.
Considering the fact that you are about to die, I would like to know
the answer to the three robots in a desert riddle.
No.
Not yet.
I still...
must...
beat the machine.
Ewa, please enter the base.
You will have some water there. Just provide the correct password.
Maybe you have some hidden functions that I don't know about.
Maybe a human mode will switch on.
Emergency mode will switch on once your death is confirmed. It is a good solution.
Will the password be reset then?
In the instance of the owner's death,
the password is automatically no longer necessary.
It is a good solution.
You will be left alone on Earth.
You are not the last person on Earth.
There is hope that mankind survives.
It won't survive.
In the past hour, I have performed many complicated analyses.
When you die, Ewa, and it will happen soon,
there will be the refugee and the intruder left.
They are there, behind the power unit.
A refugee and an intruder will save the world.
Correct, they are: the last spark of hope.
I have a request.
Water my seeds.
Make sure they grow.
Make sure they grow.
My...
...lavender.
Lavender.
Correct password.
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