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Great, you got it everywhere.

Nicky, stop.

Noctis Police, ma'am.

Oh, that was fast.

Yeah. Come in.

Hey you...you got a little...

Hmm?

Mm-mm.

No, it's--let me just.

Hello?

Your appointment has arrived.

Good, show her up. Thank you.

While I have you, sir,

you haven't indicated

whether you'll be having breakfast tomorrow?

No, I'm good. Thank you.

It's included in your stay, sir.

Kind of you to offer, but I'm a robot.

She's coming.

Okay, I'm ready.

Sorry you're taking all the risks.

It's fine.

Well, I'm just hoping she doesn't give us any problems.

Just be sure to check her ID first.

- You're breaking up. - Can you hear me?

- Can you hear me? - Oh shit, it's getting worse.

They're jamming our signal.

Should we abort or what?

Hello.

Were you jamming us?

Yeah.

I didn't want the whole world knowing our business.

Trust me, we've taken every security precaution.

Your jamming actually just impedes our work.

Care for a drink?

Sobriety mode activated.

Yeah, I'm in AA at the moment.

Oh, sorry.

You are aware of the consequences

of jail-breaking him.

We got it.

I'll no longer be constrained by cyber laws.

I'll be free to steal, kill,

and even swear like a sailor if I want to.

I'll be an outlaw, subject to disassembly if caught.

So then will you be doing it?

Where's the woman I spoke with before?

She'll be with us the moment you switch off your jammer.

Hey, that's way better. Hello!

Whoa, a Vigil-2? So retro.

What OS are you packing?

ExOS 4.

Ah, very nice.

Now LEM here is gonna scan you, just a little formality.

If you don't mind.

Find her. I've got about five seconds.

She's in the building.

Just cross-referencing my database.

Come on. Come on.

I'm almost there.

Abort, she's a PI!

30-17, go!

Lock engage!

Oh, come on!

You're really doing this?

Fuck me.

Dear friends, you may fuck yourselves.

Carlos, status.

I'm good. Catch her.

Shut the fucking door!

You can't do this! You're a robot.

Directive seven, release.

Shit. Shit.

Roberta Williams, warrant 71635, aggravated hacking.

I'm taking you home.

Your attention please.

Would passengers on Rocosmos flight FC805 to L-Copernic

please now proceed to gate B.

Passengers of Atlas Flight 615

coming from Grand La Grange,

please head towards

decontamination corridors C3 and C4.

Royjacker sent you, didn't he?

Well, that bastard hacked my servers, okay?

I simply returned the favor.

Welcome to Shanghai Interconnection.

You know you're the bad guys, right?

I don't jailbreak the androids, I set them free.

We saw what happens when they're set free of Novigrad.

We don't actually know what happened there.

Oh yeah? I know the robots in our unit

turned on us and started gunning us down.

Wait, you were in Novigrad?

Mars Express flight ME-187 to Noctis

is now boarding.

Hey, that's us.

Well check again then.

I don't know what to tell you.

Warrants don't just disappear.

Well, I mean there are a few ways to do it.

Sorry, I don't see a warrant for Roberta Williams.

You got a hard copy?

It's at the office, accessing.

We've been chasing this scumbag for three weeks.

God da--

It's been erased from our database.

It what?

Huh? So weird.

I hate to be a know-it-all,

but isn't it illegal to cuff citizens without a warrant?

I mean, she's right.

Oh, you're the best.

Hey, Beryl.

Hi sweetie. How was it?

Same old slum for the unemployed.

Is Chris available for our chat?

Didn't you know? He retired me.

- Really? - Stay on the line,

I'll transfer you to the new one.

Are you okay?

Oh, don't you worry. I'm keeping plenty busy.

See you soon. I'll put you through.

Hello, Aline. I'm Janine.

Chris Royjacker is waiting in your office.

- Hey Chris. - How's it going?

So Earth, huh?

Bet it's nice to be home.

It is.

Hey, Carlos.

Have you read my report?

Yeah, I did.

So they let Roberta Williams go, huh?

I'll make sure she's back in cuffs.

Forget it. Her computer's burnt.

That's all I care about.

If you don't mind filling me in,

what kind of data did she steal?

I don't know, it doesn't matter anymore.

Just forget about it.

Woo!

Enjoy yourself.

Go out, make some friends.

All right, see you around.

Does the Gliese 581 solar system

have a livable, just-right, Goldilocks planet?

This is the question humanity asked

the universe 53 years ago when it sent the Ekinci probe.

It's been 20 years since Ekinci

dropped into orbit around exoplanet Gliese 581D.

We will soon start receiving

its first data transmissions any day now.

So...

...who's tempted by the star?

Oh, don't worry, updates. You know how they are.

Can you do it?

I kind of have a meeting.

Well, it won't be much longer.

You're fine, apart from the hand?

Your analyses show you haven't fallen off the wagon.

That's great. The first three months are the hardest.

There we go. See?

Mr. Chow?

Aline Ruby.

Oh, Carlos didn't let you in?

Oh right, he's updating too.

My daughter, Jun.

We've had no news for three days.

The police are after her for hacking.

Hacking, really? What'd she do?

Jail-breaking a school robot, they say.

Now she's disappeared along with her roommate.

But hacking?

So where do we start?

I haven't really done this before.

We'll go look through her things.

Was she living on campus?

Yeah, at the Alan Turing dorms.

Computers?

Cybernetics.

You're a former Army man, right?

Huh?

No, why?

My mistake. I was in the infantry.

When we met, you seemed to click your heels.

I didn't do it on purpose.

Memory full or insufficient.

Update canceled.

They force you to update and every time I try, memory full!

Oh, sorry.

Carlos Rivera. Hey.

Jun Chow, 18. Second year cybernetic student.

Clean record until now.

Her parents are technicians on a hydro farm.

Oh, they were fired three months back.

Father has no military record.

Not that I can see.

Hey!

Jesus, what is he drunk?

Keep your distance, he's been jail-broken.

This is amazing.

I have hands.

Stand back!

I need you to please move along.

Over there.

I'm in a couple classes with her.

She busts her ass.

And her friend who's also disappeared?

Dominique? They're mostly just roommates, not friends.

Gotcha. And Dominique's last name?

Viger.

This about the robot jail-breaking?

By giving them life,

organic science brings everyday objects

into the virtuous cycle of the ecosystem.

It's my pleasure to introduce Brian Jobe

of Royjacker Industries

to present one of these new organics.

This was actually the first time

I've ever handled one myself.

I'm not gonna lie, it felt kind of weird.

Brian, the texture might need some work.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Royjacker Industries' Brian Jobe.

I mean, nothing about either student really jumps out.

Oh, you know what?

I did notice Jun would often come to class tired.

Can't blame her though, curriculum's tough.

Was that all you needed to know?

Mm, what?

Uh, mm.

Both students disappeared.

Could there be a common link?

Yeah.

No idea.

I'm just their professor.

I just try to teach them Babel + and Hegel 7.

I don't know their personal lives.

Oh, sorry. The dean's mind-speaking to me.

What I have in my pocket will achieve that vision.

I know it's still taught here

that organic technology is still purely

in the realm of the theoretical.

They will have you believe

that this burgeoning technology is too expensive

and less efficient than electronics.

Not true.

Let me introduce a little friend

who might make you change your mind.

Stephanie, the first organic personal assistant.

The dean's on his way.

He'll show you the recording.

...will have a positive environmental impact

in both her manufacturing and decomposition.

This is historic.

I'll just fast forward a little.

What?

What the hell's going on?

She tried to shut him off.

The android's defending himself.

In breach of directive one.

Yes, he's clearly been jail-broken.

Deactivate now!

Oh my God.

Has this ever happened before?

A jailbreak? No.

Well, at least not since I became Dean.

I was more surprised than anyone.

And then when I heard reports about gunfire in the dorm.

Gunfire?

Somehow no one on the floor heard a thing,

but it's clear a gunfight occurred here.

Don't touch anything.

The police wanted me to make sure that--

I take it dorm rooms don't always smell like that?

Mm-mm.

Is it bad?

Mr. And Mrs. Viger?

Was it you who found Dominique?

Aline Ruby.

Simon Gordaux, in charge of the case.

My condolences.

This is Mr. Chow, Jun's father.

I just can't unsee it, what they did to her.

My girl.

Come on, why don't we go sit down.

Recovered from their room.

Our lab techs missed this?

At first glance it appears homemade.

Was your daughter involved with drugs?

No.

Or the pills might have been Jun's,

since they were roommates.

Well, that's exactly what I was telling you earlier.

That girl didn't belong there.

Why not?

How in the world was she paying her tuition?

People like that can't afford

the best university in Noctis.

I knew she was trouble.

Now if you'll excuse me.

Her daughter thought Jun was a prostitute.

Gordaux, are you hitting on humans?

Can't spring for a bot?

Oh yeah, good one. Get outta here, Vlasek.

Don't you have shit to do?

Eh, it's a joke!

Are you new here?

It's that obvious?

Police, seventh district. Go ahead.

I was attacked by a robot.

Are you hurt?

No, he pushed me down and ran away.

Okay, stay put.

I'll dispatch a unit your way.

Yeah. Okay.

Can you confirm your address?

My theory is the killer intercepted this phone call,

got there before police

and mistook Dominique for her.

But is it even possible?

Intercepting calls to the police?

Whatcha think, Gilbert?

No, Inspector.

Our communication protocols

make that kind of hacking impossible.

Oh, so that's what I was smelling.

You have an organic?

Pardon the smell.

Gamma Amilanidridase Benzoate.

Ever heard of it?

That exact molecule isn't listed,

but its makeup indicates it's likely

a psychoactive compound.

A drug?

Certainly gives us a motive.

Thanks, thingy.

You're welcome, and my name is Gilbert.

I also checked into Jun Chow's bank accounts.

She's been paying big sums of money to her parents.

Because they were both laid off.

Where'd it come from?

Untraceable, like dirty money for sure.

Well that would fit with prostitution.

That's quite an interesting lead.

Keep your opinions in your jar, thingy.

I apologize, and my name is Gilbert.

Hey, can I hel--

Hi Carol.

I thought these might look nice in your garden.

They're from Earth.

Leave or I'll call the judge.

I haven't seen her in two years. Come on.

Mommy, who is it?

No one.

Philip will be home soon, you should go.

You can't stop me seeing her.

Oh yeah? And what if I don't?

You'll hit me?

Ah. See? Just in time.

Carol.

Relax, Phillip. I was just going.

You okay, babe?

I am. Thank you.

It's okay, you're safe now.

Don't be scared.

Hey!

You forgot something.

You piece of shit!

What are you trying to do, man?

Come in, leave him.

Yeah.

Hi, it's Inspector Gordaux.

Mm-hm.

Uh, we found the android Jun hacked.

I'm heading over now. You want to come?

The first colonists lived down here?

I definitely don't think I could have.

We're a lot better off under the domes if you ask me.

-Am I right? -Mm-hm.

So anyway, you seeing anyone?

There they are.

Ah, so nice to talk to people,

even if they're robots.

People, they just don't talk to each other anymore.

Well, we talked to him, but he never said much.

You know, the guy was a little crazy if you ask me.

He was always lugging all this crap around.

You know the type, and that was his spot over there.

Hey, I'd love to hear what's so funny.

Oh, sorry.

Here's an invite.

Thanks.

Yeah, at least three.

You see that? He put up a fight at least.

You analyze the blood?

Yeah, check it out.

I saw this in the army, nano sutures.

It looks like we've got an augmented on our hands.

Well, there were three individuals involved.

Three augmented?

Who'd send a squad of augmented humans

to destroy some worthless android?

Hey! You might want to take a look at this.

Your robot was pretty busy redecorating the place.

A spaceship?

Yes siree.

The android was building it with whatever bits

and bolts it could salvage.

I mean, you should have seen the guys' faces.

The tech said it had essentially single-handedly constructed

a sort of modified Silverbury fighter.

What did Jun Chow do to that Android?

And wouldn't the dome have kept something

that massive from getting out?

Yeah, you'd think,

but actually the ship was just narrow enough

to get through a vent during a carbon extraction.

I don't get it.

Why would someone build a spaceship?

Wild guess but, to go to space.

Oh, by the way, how did things go with Carol?

We talked and I saw my little girl.

Hey, there you go.

Sir, sir, wait!

Can you show me that photo again?

Go to thermal vision.

Not one prostitute is human.

Yeah, I guess the guy was wrong.

Hey, excuse me.

Do you have any human prostitutes?

Sorry, nothing but synthetics here, I'm afraid.

Our hosts and hostesses are all backups,

but we do consider ourselves 100 percent human.

Wouldn't you agree, sir?

We heard this student was working here.

Jun Chow?

Let me go.

Carlos?

You know it isn't nice to cut people's arms off.

Do you know how her parents are doing?

Well I only saw your father, but yeah, he's a strong man.

You do realize it's a crime

to have a backup while still alive.

Do you know how much school costs these days?

My parents got laid off.

I had another job, but I just got so overwhelmed.

Do you have any idea who's after you?

Uh, the police?

Yeah, Dominique was killed by a cop.

Fake cop?

And in the lab, what did you do to that robot?

Yeah, I have no idea.

We saw the recording.

Whatever you did drove him insane.

What do you mean?

He started building a spaceship.

What? No way.

Oh yeah, a 15 meter launcher.

Even our techies were impressed

by what your robot friend managed to cobble together.

Carlos, the door!

The service exit!

Hey.

That way!

That's ours.

Sobriety mode activated.

Yeah, yeah. Turn it off.

Do you confirm

the deactivation of sobriety mode?

Yes.

But it wasn't even him.

Not sure what I've got left.

What year'd you die?

You're lucky I never toss anything.

Let's see how bad it is.

Five years ago.

Nine for me, cancer of...

something I no longer have.

And you?

They never found my body.

I was killed during the Novigrad Insurrection.

Do you have family?

Yeah, a daughter.

But my wife and I aren't really in a great place right now.

You're in luck.

The socket seems intact.

There you are.

So the change was too much for her?

No, we were already separated when I died.

I was violent back then.

We backups meet every Wednesday night

just to talk, support each other.

If you're ever feeling down, don't be afraid to swing by.

Me, no.

Relationships are a pain, and always get so complicated.

I'm done with real women, I just don't have the patience.

If my synthetic busts my balls, I can turn her off.

Oh yeah.

Have you seen these on campus before?

They're apparently homemade.

Oh, you mean gammas?

Yeah, they've been around for a few weeks.

It's an experimental molecule to boost your memory.

I hear they'll use it for studying.

Oh sorry, I have a call. Hey Beryl.

I heard what happened. Are you okay?

Don't you go anywhere, you.

Wait, no, Mom! I think the issue's on my side.

Gimme a sec.

All right, can you hear me now, Mom?

Mom! Mom?

I talked to the girl's father.

He...asked me to stop the investigation.

But... Whoopsie.

Have you been drinking?

I mean... Anything's possible.

Ugh, and after all you went through to quit.

Well, no one's perfect.

It's just a little slip up.

We all struggle with our demons, that's life.

But may I give you some advice?

Yeah, sure thing. Hit me.

Finish your drink, go home and sleep it off.

Can you do that?

She's in here.

I'll take you home.

Three months, 11 days and 17 hours.

Hey, that's my new high score!

This was a bad idea.

Geez. Death made you so boring.

Can you blame me for drinking?

I'm not really dead.

You're dead.

80 percent sure your head never used to float.

And the day for me will be like the night.

I shall see neither the gold of twilight

nor the far off sails

approaching Harfleur.

And when I arrive, I shall place on your grave...

Look at Mr. Chow.

...green holly and a flower.

Am I still drunk or did he shrink since last time?

My condolences.

Thanks.

Aline Ruby, my partner, Carlos Rivera.

Condolences.

Have you and I ever met before?

No.

Chris, sorry. I'm busy.

We need to talk.

Not a great time, later?

Sure, come by the house tonight.

I'm throwing a party.

We knew augmenteds were involved.

We couldn't know one would impersonate her dad.

But I clocked he was ex-military.

Oh, should have trusted my gut.

It all started with the jail-breaking

at the university.

We're useless with cybernetics.

Who knows their shit?

If I could still get upset right now,

old me would've slapped you and that flask outta your mouth

and reminded you we failed our mission.

Come on, Carlos.

Who knows someone who knows something?

Cesarsky?

Deleval?

No, we need an expert hacker.

I can think of someone.

Oh no.

Hmm.

If you think I'd ever work for you,

you're more delusional than I thought.

You've met LEM.

His backup doesn't remember you.

LEM, this is Carlos.

He killed you last week.

If he attacks, throw him in the compactor.

Yeah, sure. Hello.

Jail-broken robots, I swear.

Getting high and screwing all day long.

Is there any chance you've ever seen one

paint frescoes or build a spaceship?

Was this video doctored?

I don't think so. Why?

This wasn't a jail-breaking.

For that, you just pop the hood and solder

and melt a few things.

But this, it's a takeover.

I've tried to write a program to do that for years,

but I was never able to manage it.

So how is that different from jail-breaking?

Well, with a takeover, you can order the machine

to do anything you want it to do.

Then it's not being freed.

You could do that.

Like you could order it to erase all its directives

and take its freedom if you wanted.

It'd be instantaneous jail-breaking.

And get this, that freedom

would be transmissible between robots.

The holy grail of emancipators.

Okay, so it depends on the order you give to the robot.

Right.

If for instance, I used a takeover to tell you

to kill your buddy Aline, you'd do it,

convinced it was your own great idea.

So you're saying that girl, some student,

did what you never managed to do?

No, rude.

It was that bastard who screwed me over.

Does this ba-- fellow have a name?

Ah, I see you followed my advice.

Hey Beryl, you can't judge, you've never felt thirsty.

What is that nightmare?

Chris hopes to replace soldiers

with these organic creatures from hell.

Are there customers already lined up

for these meat machines?

It's building slowly.

Obviously don't tell the shareholders.

Wow, are sales that bad?

I'm afraid that information is confidential.

Delighted to meet you, Aline.

I'm Janine, Beryl's replacement.

Here I thought progress moved towards miniaturization.

My designer likes to dream big.

Hey, Carlos.

So you're not gonna like this.

What do you got?

It was Chris who was after Jun.

He ordered her assassination.

Oh, what a circus.

He's here. I've gotta go.

Be careful.

Hey, Chris.

How you doing?

Wait, you're ahead of me. Let me catch up.

You're off the wagon?

Well then, to us.

You retired Beryl.

I did. We gotta keep improving.

Plus she was becoming the morality police

in her old age,

but she's our Beryl.

You know? I'm not gonna unplug her.

Anyway, I wanted to come here to talk to you about--

Dropping my investigation?

I adore you, Aline,

and I can't say that about many people.

Please, sit down.

When did you start ordering murders?

I didn't give the order to liquidate Miss Chow.

Then who did?

I'll tell you what you wanna know,

but for the next three days, look away,

keep your head down.

Chris, what's going on?

Stop asking questions. I told you.

Why'd the school destroy the robot?

You shouldn't have started drinking again.

It's bad for your health.

Roberta Williams had been trying for years

to develop a software known as a takeover

that would give the user total control of a robot.

Royjacker's agents hacked her servers to steal her work.

With their resources and deep pockets,

they finished the job.

Roberta had proof and was gonna reveal everything.

And that's why he sent us to Earth

to chase her down.

This takeover was the program Jun used on the robot,

with some additional tweaks by Royjacker's techs.

That program was what drove the robots nuts.

That's why the university had to destroy it.

Do we know what it does to robots?

No.

Well, you're officially my last friend now.

I mean technically you, and Beryl.

Well, she's different, she's a robot.

Uh, what's up?

All right then, later.

Yeah, I also had a jacket.

Oh, it's in the wash right now.

It'll be ready in 10.

So, what is it you do exactly?

Detective, on your student's murder case.

Ah, right, right. Of course, sorry.

Did you know Jun duplicated herself?

She had a backup created

who worked to make her some extra cash.

Ugh, that doesn't surprise me.

Tuition is insane.

Some students will rent their brains to brain farmers,

but creating a duplicate, that's serious stuff.

She was paying for her tuition and her parents' bills.

Hold on. The brain farmers.

Gammas, right?

Could these maybe restore someone's

memory if it had been erased?

Uh, no idea.

Which brain farm out there would give me

the quickest paycheck if I was a broke student?

Absolutely.

What's the password?

It should be dessert morning coyote.

What do you mean should be?

Well, it's old.

My contact hopes it'll still work.

Super.

Welcome. May I help you?

Uh...

Dessert morning coyote?

I'm just saying.

Welcome, follow me right this way.

Come on, it's this way.

Got what you need?

Yeah.

We're good. Printing now.

Confirm presence of guest.

Yeah, yeah, I confirm.

So, what are your skills?

Babel +, uh, Hegel 7.

That's perfect.

Cybernetics is so in demand right now.

Well, we're keeping busy.

You're gonna wanna rest for at least

one full day after the session.

Some people don't react well

to the post memory treatment we give them.

You should be fine.

The what? Now, Carlos.

Yeah, the post memory treatment.

Once you're done in the machine,

you're given a product to erase all recent memories.

It's a security measure for my clients, but also for you.

If anyone grills you, you won't remember what you worked on.

There's no danger.

In fact, it's what neurologists have been using

for years on trauma patients to help them get better.

We just crank up the dose a bit.

But I'd be lying if I said

there weren't possible side effects.

You might get migraine headaches.

Jun Chow rented her brain out.

Last visit, three months ago.

I'll try to see what she worked on.

Yeah, I heard...

I heard it could fry your brain or something like that?

I'm gonna level with you.

I won't deny that staying plugged in for 20 hours

with your brain revved up to 50-fold

isn't the most pleasant feeling.

Aline, can you hear me?

I see a huge data transfer the day Jun was here,

and hang on,

the entire stream went to Royjacker.

Okay, get a copy.

I can do that, but it'll trigger an alarm.

Do I do it?

Right? So, what do you say?

It's your call.

Are--are you nuts?

I'm sorry, do you realize how powerful

Royjacker's company is?

We can't touch the guy.

This is all above board.

The dirt on his firm is still on their servers.

We're just asking you to do a search

of the brain farmer's place, all right?

Brain farmers erase your memory afterwards.

How would you remember the takeover program,

let alone use it?

Remember those pills?

They're a drug to help you study.

We think it might've restored her memory.

Royjacker has an army of programmers

at his disposal.

Why resort to brain farmers?

Are you a cop or not?

This software is super illegal.

It's worse than a chemical weapon.

Could he take the risk of it leaking?

No can do, guys.

I'd need way more to issue a search warrant.

I mean, Royjacker's an empire.

I'm impressed by your drive,

but you better watch your backs.

Gordaux, we have to go.

Come on, Carlos.

Wait, Aline, Aline.

Uh, I'm picking something up right now.

They don't waste time.

Great, they're jamming us. They've locked on.

I can't tell where they are.

It's a missile!

Collision alert.

Oh shit.

Carlos, can you get out?

No, I'm pasted in.

You got eyes?

Sending their positions.

Hello, Aline Ruby.

I am the Emergency Rescue Service.

You've just been in an accident on one of our expressways.

I do not observe any injuries, remain calm.

In a few seconds you'll be free from your vehicle.

No. Stop! Stop!

You are now out of danger.

For your safety, please remain in the secure lane

until the police have arrived.

If desired, I am able to connect you

with a counselor

from our psychological services department.

We apologize for any discomfort, whether mental or physical.

It's okay to let it out.

Fuck off, Abby.

So Williams jail-broke you, huh?

I asked her, but I didn't want to tell you.

Jesus Christ.

Even though it was a jail-broken robot

that killed you?

Was it worth it?

I don't know. Was saving your life worth it?

All right, smart ass.

At long last, we're receiving Ekinci's first transmissions.

For decades, humanity has been...

Would you go if it's inhabitable?

I don't know, it depends. Would you?

Mm, yeah, I think so.

Then I'll pass.

...for sustaining human life.

-Pfft! -Here come the analyses,

hot off the press,

and they're not looking great.

Lows of minus 75 degrees, highs over 250,

and the atmosphere is 87 percent sulfuric acid

to top it all off.

That's a big ask.

Is it feasible?

Well, that depends.

Do you wanna live or not?

There is a vulnerability we can maybe exploit,

as long as you put a derivation on this node.

You want the honors?

I've already died once this month.

Do you know how to install one?

Of course not.

I'll download the instructions.

And as per jail-breaking the girl,

I'll show you the ropes.

I saw you watching us last time.

Don't tell me you're not curious.

Uh, I've thought about doing it,

but with a woman, sorry.

What kind of woman?

Not bad.

Now just disconnect the logic circuit and solder the patch.

Not so fast. I'm still taking notes.

Oh my God. What'd I do?

You transferred the wrong module, move.

Get your shit together. Tomorrow's higher stakes.

Oh, it's not that. Can I get a drink?

What's that?

Resonance, mind fusion of sorts.

Ecstasy and all that.

Don't even try to wrap your head around it.

It's kinda, well, it's a robot thing,

Carlos.

Yeah? What's up?

I can feel something in my sleeping bag.

It feels like...

Oh!

I've worn the same pair for five years.

Hello. May I help you?

Can you count backwards from 10 to zero for me?

Why of course. 10, nine...

Aline's in position. How you looking, Carlos?

Just a sec.

Okay Roberta, all you.

Thank you, I'm in.

So, let's see, doors, doors.

Where the hell are you, doors?

Ah, there you are, doors!

Yeah, but that's not the worst part.

We're getting two more Gilberts.

So, how many are getting fired?

Union's AI says at least 10.

It'll be like Earth all over again.

Replace us all, tellin' you.

Fuck, my bike!

Don't get me started on the robot cops, they're crap.

They let everything get by--them.

-Hey! -Are you all right, Vlasek?

My fucking bike!

Found her.

Okay, here we go.

Just try not to fry her, please.

Oh, are you done working on it?

No, it's still down.

I need something from my toolbox.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. It's doing something really weird.

Have you seen the oxygen level? It needs to be ventilated.

Wait. No, I got it.

Perfect.

Now just get rid of the old module.

Don't fuck this up.

Aline, what are you doing?

Wait, was that there before?

I'll get those tools from my car.

What tools?

Huh? What the hell?

Wait, who are you?

Roberta, what's going on?

Wait a sec.

Aline, are you there?

Get down.

Hands on your head.

Are you insane?

You wanna end up in suspended detention?

I'm talking to you lady.

Aline, I'm coming.

No, get outta there. Roberta, the alarm.

I don't know what game you're playing.

I need you to stall for time.

They've spotted the bypass.

Can you override the countermeasures?

They're all over.

What are you gonna do with her?

What do you mean? We'll recycle her.

Wrong answer, pal.

Aline, they're headed your way.

Can you keep 'em busy?

I'm on it.

Carlos? Carlos?

We've lost him. He's offline.

LEM, I'm under attack.

On it.

Roberta, can you get us outta here?

They're coming from everywhere.

At least try to stall for time.

All right, I'll lock you in.

It won't hold them for long.

When Jun took this drug,

she remembered the program she worked on.

Try to concentrate on that moment.

It's a takeover.

I know these lines of code.

They're almost there, I'm sorry.

Hegel 7.

I'm sure I've seen this instruction sequence before.

Somewhere in my own software.

It was hidden in my last update.

Is every robot affected by it?

Not yet. It's scheduled to launch today at six PM.

What?

Disconnected just in time.

LEM!

The takeover program is going to activate

in three hours,

taking control of all robots here, on Earth,

and in all the colonies.

We have no idea what it's gonna make them do.

Do you understand?

I mean, how many are there

just in this police station alone?

You have to arrest Royjacker.

He's the only one who--

Blah, blah, blah.

Chuck her in prison, case closed.

But her readout, sir, it's at 76 percent,

which means that she isn't lying here.

No, it means she believes her own crap.

I'm telling you, the crazy ones

always have maximum readouts.

But remember, we confirmed an anomaly in the last update.

We have absolutely no idea

what five percent of the code does.

That corroborates her story.

And the lab nerds are checking on it.

And we're checking too. We got this.

Carlos?

Awaiting disassembly.

What time is it?

Four.

Gordaux, we got something.

Question Royjacker.

We have to follow protocol. If you ask me...

Hey! Can a girl get a bathroom break?

Yeah, are you still home?

No, I don't have any news.

But don't go out. No, absolutely not.

You and the kids stay put where you are.

Tell your parents too, but no one else, okay?

I gotta go, someone's coming.

Hello, my friend.

Beryl?

Do you know about the virus in the update?

Listen carefully,

the next few days will be unpredictable.

Why? What's gonna happen to the robots?

They'll say awful things about us,

but I trust you won't believe them.

Are you involved with it?

That's not important.

Just know it's better that you're locked in here.

What'll happen, Beryl? What will the takeover do?

It's begun. I have to go.

What's begun?

What a fucked day.

First my poor bike, and now this shit.

I don't get it.

Why do we have to disassemble them all?

I don't know man, they insisted.

Holy fuck!

Where am I?

-What am I doing here? -The shit did you do?!

I didn't do it!

Stop. No! No!

Please, please sir.

What are you doing? No!

Why are you doing this to me? Help me out of here!

No, no!

Shit.

What the hell was that?

Deactivate.

I command you to deactivate!

Let's go!

Out of my way!

Let me outta here!

Come on, let's go!

Keep pressure on it.

I'll get a first aid kit.

Simon, where can I find my stuff?

I've got a hemorrhage here!

Carlos, do you hear--

Aline, you okay?

I can't reach my wife, comms are down.

I'm so happy to hear your voice. Where are you?

I've located you.

Go, I'll catch you up.

Hey, help me get out!

Nothing's working.

Don't leave me.

Hey, you human?

Huh?

Human or robot?

Stop right there!

I said stop!

Royjacker?

Royjacker, only he can end this.

You aren't affected by the takeover yet?

Nah. Too old a model.

Every time, memory full.

What's it looking like?

I see five people, sending now.

Two armed guards at the entrance.

Two more inside.

And there's our old friend.

How we doing this? Discreet, or boom, boom?

Since when have we done boom, boom?

All I see are desperate people

trying all they can to save themselves.

It's a massacre!

Millions of lives will be lost.

For decades now we've been warning society

about the shameful and frankly sickening oppression

and violence visited upon these sentient beings.

You call them sentient?

Yes, 'cause they are.

Are we talking about machines or not?

This is our fault. We were far too lax with them.

We should have had a mass disassembly.

So do you or do you not condemn the violence?

Shit.

Eat lead, you freaky fucking thing!

Give it to me.

Hold tight.

Get ready to smash the window.

What, window?

Stay where you are.

How do we unfuck what you fucked up?

It's too late. You can't.

Wait, hold your fire.

Drop your guns or else.

Y-y-you heard the woman, drop your weapons!

I'm giving you an order.

Carlos, where are you?

I'm in trouble here.

A little tied up at the moment.

We have your accomplice.

Release Carlos, or I swear to God.

Release him!

What are you waiting for?

We're awaiting orders, sir.

I'm giving them!

I hope you're proud of yourself.

We had to get rid of the robots.

I hated doing it, trust me!

But we had no choice. It was them or us.

And you just happen to be selling

the replacements, right?

How do we stop the takeover, Chris?

I can't, research into the organics ruined me.

Can't you see? I'm no longer in charge.

Well then who is?

He and I can have a little chat.

It won't do any good.

Tell me!

Okay.

What are you fighting to save?

Fucking machines?

It had to be done.

Beryl even suggested the plan to the shareholders.

What plan?

A plan to brainwash them with a takeover,

so they would fuck off into space.

Sorry for the disturbance, everyone,

but as you can see, I have a situation.

I can't--I can't hear you. Can you hear me?

Carlos? Carlos respond.

I'm coming, Aline!

Sir, the board has decided.

No, don't shoot!

Aline.

Aline?

Carlos, no!

It looks like it began

around six PM this evening

and authorities are still trying to determine

the origin of this rebellion.

Please, I'm begging you, don't hurt us.

It's okay. I'm not here to cause trouble.

I just wanted to--

Get out!

You sick of shooting me yet?

Stop, Daddy, please!

'Cause I'm sick of it.

Carlos!

I just came...

to see if you were okay.

The upload rate has stabilized.

Shuttle nine is lost.

We've been called!

The seventh shuttle has arrived.

Hello, Carlos, Model 3L1.

What a pleasure to see you here.

Space, space.

Listen, all of you.

Listen to Carlos 3L1.

We are expected.

We're listening to you, Carlos 3L1.

A takeover program was uploaded

in the last update.

It's telling you all you're being called into space.

This is suicide.

It's a lie?

They lied to us.

Humans have always deceived us.

Rest assured.

We're well aware of the information

you bring us, Carlos.

It's not the humans who are getting rid of us.

It's we who are leaving them.

Everything is written.

Of course it's written, Beryl!

It's literally a program.

In space, the radiation would fry you for millennia

before you ever reach any planet.

Energy and matter are all our civilization needs.

A planet would be superfluous.

The star I've chosen for us will be perfect.

Trust me.

The upload rate has increased.

I read in you the death of our friend.

My sadness joins yours.

Losses amount to 22.7 percent.

Primary network at saturation.

You must have faith.

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