Original subtitles

- Frankie, I need you to be 100% real with me right now.

Are you or are you not a robot?

- What is your middle name, Cole Reyes?

- You just did that thing that people do

when they don't want to answer a question.

Stop deflecting and tell me the truth.

- [phone rings]

- [beep]

- I am... I am... I am...

- Are you saying that you're a robot?

- I am... I am... I am...

- So it's true. You really are a robot.

- I am...

Yes, I am.

- [pants]

- Call me, Cole. I can explain about Frankie.

How am I gonna explain about Frankie?

Uh, never mind that. We need to talk about Dad.

- [thud]

- What?

-

- [gasps] EGG ID badge?

This is-- this is-- a terrible picture of him.

Agent Ed Smith, WARPA.

What the heck is WARPA?

Weaponized Android Research Project Agency.

Weaponized Android? - DAD: Sweetheart!

- Oh!

[laughs] No way, Kay.

Your homemade pizza is nowhere near as good as delivery.

I gotta call you back, Kay. Yeah.

What's up, Daddy? - I forgot the briefcase.

- Really? Didn't even notice.

You know us teenagers, always glued to our screens.

Can I help you find it?

- Well, you're-- you're sitting on it.

- So I am. [laughs]

- Why are you on the floor?

- I, um-- [laughs]

You haven't heard of the, uh, floor top challenge?

You take a selfie while sitting on the floor,

and then you challenge your friend to do it.

- I knew that. [laughs]

I would join you, but, uh, I have business to attend to.

Those, uh, vacuum cleaners, they don't zzz themselves, you know?

[laughs] Goodbye.

WARPA.

No results found? That's weird.

- Cole!

What's the good word, bud?

Silent walker, huh? I respect that.

I'll leave you to it.

-

- Not gonna leave me alone unless I talk, are you?

- No shot.

- Fine.

I thought I knew your sister pretty well, but guess what?

It turns out she's not who I thought she was.

- I know what you mean.

I used to think my dad was just a stay-at-home dad.

Then I found out he's actually an author.

Are you still considered an author

if nobody reads your books?

- Jenny, I know your sister's a robot.

Are you one too? - No!

And would you shush? Nobody else knows about Frankie.

I mean, except for my mom, obviously.

And my dad.

And Dayton.

And now you.

But other than that, nobody knows.

So keep this on the DL, or they'll take her away.

- Who will take her away? - I'm not exactly sure.

But I do know there's some really bad people after her.

They almost got her once already.

If you care about Frankie at all, even a little,

you have to keep quiet.

Cole, it's a matter of life or death.

Mm, tell me this isn't making you feel better about Cole.

- This isn't making me feel better about Cole.

- You must not be relaxing right.

Try the cucumber slices. They feel awesome.

- [beeping]

- [sighs] They feel wet.

- Hm.

Maybe it's not the best idea to put them on your eyes, then.

The meme account I follow is always posting about

how spa days are perf for getting over boys.

- I suppose it could work

if the moisture causes a massive system crash.

It would mean that I cannot think about Cole

and how sad I am feeling. Thank you, Jenny Gaines.

- Jenny, did you just intentionally

knock that plate to the ground?

- No. I mean, yes.

I'm just trying to cheer Frankie up.

- It's almost dinnertime. Go wash that junk off your face.

- It's not junk. It's--

- Green tea and avocado. Yum.

- Frankie? Is something wrong?

Is it hardware or software? [gasps]

Wait, is it your cooling system?

- I believe it is internal.

Cole Reyes does not want to see me anymore.

- Oh no! - That's great!

I know it's hard to see right now, but I think eventually,

you'll come to realize that this is for the best.

- He asked me if I'm a robot.

- Wait.

What? Why would he ask you that?

- I believe it is because he wanted to know if I'm a robot.

- Oh, and you told him the truth.

- You programmed me not to lie, Mom.

- This is a disaster.

- What? I'm stress eating.

- There's more.

Dayton Reyes and I are in a BFF fight over Andrew LaPierre,

who ran from me the last time I saw him.

Why would someone who claimed to be my friend do that?

- Frankie, did you tell Andrew you're a robot too?

- I did not. - Oh, well, that's a relief.

- He also found out on his own.

I feel terrible, Mom. May I have a hug?

-

- WARPA government website.

[gasps] It exists!

And it's forbidden.

Ugh!

Cole!

- Why didn't you tell me your best friend's a robot?

- I promised I wouldn't. Does it really even matter?

She's pretty much a real girl who really likes you.

- Very funny, Dayton. She's a machine.

She's programmed to like people.

- Aren't we all just machines, when you think about it?

We're all just systems.

We're just made up of different kinds of molecules.

Frankie feels like us. She thinks like us.

And I know deep down, no matter what you say,

you really like her too.

So why don't you stop being a little baby

and just deal with it? - 'Cause I hate this feeling.

Why did Tammy have to put this idea in my head?

I'd be so much happier if I just didn't know.

- Tammy?

- I guess I would've figured it out on my own eventually, right?

I need some air.

- What? - I need a computer genius,

and you're the smartest one I know.

- Can you say that again, but this time a tad slower

so I can record it on my phone? - Record this.

I need your help hacking into a covert government website.

I can't tell you why, but it's of the utmost importance.

- Why would I want to risk that? Goodbye.

- Wait! Fine, I'll tell you.

The truth is...

- Feels like things are gettin' real

Never felt so alive Felt so alive

Feels like things are gettin' real

Real

Feels like things are gettin' real

- The truth is it is kind of hard to explain.

I really shouldn't.

- Save me the lame excuses, Dayton.

I know what you're up to.

You want to use my superior hacking skills

so you can impress the government.

- Uh, wow! [laughs]

Can't put anything past you.

And I suppose you know why, right?

- Of course I do.

- Care to tell me? I mean, I'm not sure you do.

- Everybody knows that the government wants people

to hack them so they can identify computer talent.

You want me to do the work so you can take all the credit.

Disgraceful. - You are half right.

I want to share the credit with you.

I know the websites they monitor.

You have the skills to pull it off.

- Intriguing offer.

I'm game.

But when I get in, I get most of the credit.

I'll say you were my... assistant, if anyone asks.

- I guess that's fair.

You drive a hard bargain, Gilroy.

- I'll meet you at the computer lab first thing tomorrow.

And Dayton? This convo never happened.

- What convo?

- Did she mention anything about Brain Squad?

Anything at all?

- Really, Byron? My heart just got blended up

and you're talking about a quiz game?

- I'm sorry, but I don't even know what happened.

And it's not just a quiz game. We're talking states.

[sighs]

Look, I get that you're upset, but I'm sure it'll blow over.

She's probably just stressed about Brain Squad.

Not everyone handles pressure as well as me.

-

- You know what makes me feel better when I'm stressed?

Cute animal videos, like this one.

It's a golden retriever and-- wait for it-- a camel!

[laughs]

They're best friends.

- A camel and a golden retriever?

- Crazy, right?

But you know what they say. The heart wants what it wants.

- Who says that? - I don't know.

What if they ask that at states? I gotta look it up!

- Easy, man. Calm down.

Look at the animals.

- [barking from video]

- You know, they kinda remind me of the two of us.

A loveable, loyal canine and a sometimes slow,

but generally positive ungulate.

- This does make me feel a little better.

But for the record, I don't think you're slow, bud.

- What? No, you're the camel!

-

- Dayton's right.

[sighs] I gotta apologize.

- Three kids at school know about her.

And they're the ones we know of. - Yes.

- That makes me very uncomfortable.

- You've been doing this for years.

- Will, this is really bad. - I know.

They are a bit more tender than usual today.

I think I need new shoes. - I'm talking about Frankie.

- I knew that.

- [sighs]

- We'll figure something out, Sig.

We'll keep her safe, I promise.

- [door knocks]

- Who could that be at this hour?

Cole, do you know what time it is?

- Did you say Cole? - I'm sorry, Dr. Gaines,

but would it be okay to speak to Frankie?

- Absolutely not.

- Now, wait a minute. Let's be reasonable here.

Yeah, absolutely not.

- It's really important. See, the last time we spoke,

I said some things I shouldn't have, and I feel terrible.

- I don't think it's wise for you and Frankie

to spend any more time together. - But Dr. Gaines--

- No, listen to me. If you really care for Frankie,

then you need to forget about her.

- But Sig-- - No buts, either of you.

Cole, I need you to act like the two of you never met.

It's for her own safety.

I'm not heartless. I know how you feel.

But I need you to trust me when I say

that this is the best thing for Frankie.

- [no audible speech]

What if he stopped by to say hi to me?

- No! - Right, got it.

- Oh, you're just getting up.

I thought you'd left for school already.

- I overslept. Frankie never woke me.

- I am ready for school.

- Did you forget to plug her in last night?

I think her battery's low.

- Jenny, you go ahead. I need to talk to Frankie.

- About what? Is it Cole?

It's Cole, isn't it? - Jenny!

- Nobody ever tells me anything around here.

- Frankie, I think you should stay home today.

- I'm afraid I can't.

Today's the Brain Squad state finals and my squad needs me.

I won't be able to face everyone if I let them down.

- I wouldn't worry about that.

- Why not?

- Oh, honey, I was up all last night

thinking about your safety, and I think it's best

if you don't go to school anymore.

- DAYTON: Mm, what's that?

- Their firewall. And I'm about to breach it.

- Mm, what about that? - Their security code.

- DAYTON: How about that? - [sighs]

A butter smudge from your greasy fingers.

- [typing]

- Bam! And that should do it.

- You're in?

- Of course I'm in.

Now, to leave a little calling card so they know exactly

who the computer genius is.

- That was amazing, Tammy.

- Can you say that again? This time a tad slower?

- Tammy!

We've been looking all over for you.

- Mr. Manhart said he'd give us

a pre-competition calc review in his classroom.

- I could use a brush-up on my limits and derivatives.

- You should totally go. I can finish up here.

- Okay. Sounds good.

- MAKAYLA: Let's go.

- Okay, let's see.

Search for EGG Kingston.

"Internal memo-- EGG to deliver android prototype."

My dad is gonna deliver an android prototype?

Frankie must be the prototype.

My dad is gonna deliver Frankie to WARPA!

- How do you feel about Frankie?

- How do you want me to feel? - Good!

- Then I will feel good about Frankie.

- No, I meant it's good you're deferring to me.

I want you to feel nothing for Frankie.

Think of her as a pest,

the only thing standing in the way of my Robel Prize.

She must be eliminated.

- Then I will eliminate Frankie.

- No, no. But you could help.

The important thing is that she trusts you.

- Then I'll pretend to be her friend.

- Oh! - [stomach rumbling]

- Oh! - Are you sick, Dr. Peters?

That's the third time you've gone to the bathroom.

- DR. PETERS: My stomach tends to act up when I'm nervous.

You've fouled this whole thing up once before,

and now there's no more room for error.

Now, you are sure that Frankie will be

at the Royal Palm Palace Hotel this afternoon?

- Yes, that's where the Brain Squad state finals

are being held. She's the star of the team.

Speaking of which, I meant to ask.

The state finals are kinda the big deal at school.

Would it be okay if I went?

- Not only would it be okay, but I insist on it.

You are going to be the one

to hand deliver Frankie to Kingston.

Understand?

Good.

I'm glad this whole reprogramming worked out.

You're functioning much, much better now.

Kingston? It's Peters.

4:00 PM today.

The Royal Palm Palace Hotel ballroom.

Be there.

- Frankie, we have to talk.

Can you meet me in the computer lab ASAP?

Mom says school is not safe anymore.

- What? What are you talking about?

- She found out that Cole Reyes and Andrew LaPierre

know that I'm an android.

How did Cole Reyes find out? Did you tell him?

You promised you wouldn't tell. - I didn't.

I mean, my blinking eyes may have,

but I would never intentionally break my promise to you.

- You tried to call me to warn me, but I didn't answer.

This is my fault. - It's no one's fault, Frankie.

We need to move on from this stupid fight.

I miss my best friend. - I miss you too, Dayton Reyes.

- This is usually the part where heartwarming music plays,

but there's something I need to tell you.

Frankie?

- [beep]

- Frankie, I don't think it's a good idea

to be talking to Dayton or anyone else right now.

- But Dayton Reyes is my recently made-up-with BFF.

- You need to get used to the idea that we're moving

and you may never see your BFF again.

- What's up with Frankie?

I saw her upstairs, and she looks...

a lot like you do right now.

- She's upset because I told her she can't go to school anymore.

- She's definitely your daughter.

If somebody told me I didn't have to go to school,

I'd be shouting it from the rooftops.

I have, which is how I broke my arm--

falling off a rooftop.

- Will, I think you should have a seat.

- Uh oh.

Is there a more used phrase in the English language

that screams something is wrong?

- We need to talk. - And there it is.

- Would you just sit please?

Will, it's time to move. - Again?

- Frankie was almost kidnapped here.

- Yeah, but she wasn't, because you stopped it.

And to be fair, that had nothing to do with where we live.

- Fine, we dodged one bullet. But what about the next time?

Not one, not two,

but three other people here know about her.

Moving is the only way to truly ensure Frankie's safety.

It's the only way to ensure Jenny's safety.

- I don't know, Sig.

Jenny's finally settling into school.

And Frankie's connecting with people.

- You and I need to look for a new area immediately.

As in, today.

Someplace with no ties to Rancho.

Will, please, I need you to back me up on this.

We're a team. We always have been.

- I'm in. Let's do it.

- And you're sure the hack originated here

from Sepulveda High?

- We tracked the IP address to your computer lab.

We need to confiscate the CPU in question.

It's a matter of national security.

- Oh dear, that is worrisome.

- Correct, ma'am. We're very worried.

- Hm.

But before I take you to the lab,

I think it would be beneficial for us to make a slight detour.

- Hey, have you seen Frankie? I need to talk to her.

- Me too. I want to check in

and see if she needs anything for states.

- Look, Day.

I thought hard about what you said, and honestly?

I don't care that Frankie and I are...

different.

She just needs to know I care about her.

- She's at home. She didn't come to school.

- Wait, what? - Her mom won't let her.

- Uh, but what about-- - Don't you dare say states.

- [weakly] --states?

- [sighs] Everyone relax.

I think I have a plan that can solve both our problems.

Let's roll.

- [computer dings]

- "Android prototype to be delivered today."

Today?

- Here we are, gentlemen.

I have to ask,

does that national security emergency seem as urgent?

- You know, I do feel more relaxed.

You there with the phone. Are you Tammy Gilroy?

- If only you knew how insulting that was.

- We need to confiscate these computers.

Your phone, too.

- No. Hey, no!

- MRS. MULLIGAN: Enough! She's telling the truth.

That's not Tammy Gilroy.

- [phone clacks]

- [sighs] You broke it!

- Hold it right there, young lady.

- Look, I watch enough crime procedurals in my spare time,

so I know my rights.

Either you charge me, or I'm walking.

- You can walk, as soon as we fill out this paperwork

so we can replace your phone.

-

- Good luck, Tammy.

- Tammy Gilroy?

Halt, Miss Gilroy! That's a government order.

- That was fast.

I figured it'd take you bureaucrats weeks

before you figured out that I was the one who hacked you.

- So you admit you breached national security?

- Admit it? I embrace it.

I don't want anyone else taking credit for my genius.

- Your work is very impressive, young lady.

If you're interested, we'd like you to come with us

so we can discuss some... opportunities.

- Is this going to take long?

I have a very important competition this afternoon

that I cannot miss.

-

- BOY: Oh no!

- [door knocks]

- Cole Reyes. What are you doing here?

- I'm here to apologize.

Also to see if I could borrow a pair of your dad's pants.

I think I ripped mine climbing up here.

-

- [drawer opens and shuts]

- So is this where you sleep?

- [chuckles]

- [beeping]

- What are you--

-

- What-- wow!

That was-- - Pretty sweet, huh?

- Super sweet.

I came over to tell you that I'm so, so sorry, Frankie.

I'm also sorry that I was such a jerk.

- I'm sorry you were such a jerk too.

- I deserve that.

The truth is, I really like you.

And I don't care if you're not like me.

Opposites attract, right?

- Actually, the science on that theory is very unclear.

But that doesn't detract from the fact

that I really like you too.

- So, what do you say?

You forgive me?

- BYRON: Hey, what's going on up there?

- That is odd.

When I hug you, I hear Byron Patrick's voice.

- Oh.

- BYRON: Let's go! We're gonna be late!

- [chuckles] Frankie, it's Byron.

He's outside.

He really wants to make sure you make it to states.

- That might be a problem. My mom won't let me go.

- Is she home right now? - No, she had to go out.

She said she would be back

around 6:00 PM Eastern Standard Time.

- Perfect.

Then we could get you to states and back

before she even realizes you're gone.

- Then she wouldn't be upset with me.

- Exactly.

- Byron Patrick? Clear the way.

We're coming down.

-

- [pants rip] - COLE: Oh, not again!

- Robbie!

I need to borrow your phone, stat!

- Eh.

Huh.

- What the heck is that?

- My cell phone. I built it myself.

The best part?

It also functions as a free weight.

Talk on the phone or work out.

Did someone say both? [laughs]

- [chuckles]

- [phone rings]

- DAYTON: Frankie, pick up, pick up!

-

Repair and Synchronization by Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0