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- [Aimee] Look, we know our product is very unique

and people really want it,

but our last campaign that we filmed

just didn't quite hit the audience we needed.

So we've all heard that you're the best at what you do.

So I'm wondering if you have any ideas.

We need something fresh.

You know, hip, hot, young.

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. I totally get it.

- So, okay, would you mind taking a look

at the last ad we shot?

- Right now?

- If you could.

- Thefortuneteller.com.

(keys clacking)

- [Announcer] Mystical, magical, mysterious.

Introducing The Fortune Teller,

your personal passport to the unknown,

pulsing with the powers of the cosmos.

- [Fortune Teller] Ask your question.

- [Announcer] Featuring over 100 responses

from the spiritual realm.

The Fortune Teller, now available.

- Okay, I love it, but I think I see your problem here,

and I also think I see your solution.

I think what you need is simplicity.

How about we generate a beautiful influencer

somewhere Gen Z would wanna be?

Can have her at a really big rave somewhere on the beach.

She loves the project so much,

she has to run away from the rave

just to tell you how much she loves the device.

- I see why they say you're the best.

This is absolutely perfect.

I think it's just what we're looking for.

- I'm glad you like it.

- [Aimee] So, okay, my only concern is,

can you pull this off in a week?

I know it's really short notice,

but we don't have any more time.

I don't know how AI works, but is it even possible?

- That is a really short amount of time,

but I think if you pay me a rush fee,

I can prioritize it and get it done as soon as possible.

- Yes.

Whatever the amount is, we'll happily pay it,

if you can deliver.

- Okay, amazing.

I'll be working on this throughout the night.

There's anything that you need, go ahead and give me a call.

I'll be right there.

- I cannot thank you enough, Taylor.

You're really saving us.

I know it'll be a mountain of work,

but I promise we will make it worth your effort.

- Luckily, it's just what I do.

I'll try my best to get it done.

- [Aimee] Thank you.

- Thank you. Take care.

- [Aimee] Absolutely.

Take care.

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(phone ringing)

- [Sara] Hey, babe.

So how did the pitch go?

- Oh, you know, they fucking loved it.

(Sara cheers)

And I knew they would.

I created and finished the whole thing last night.

And best part is they're even gonna pay me on the rush job.

- [Sara] Go off. That's amazing.

- I know.

So don't have anything going on the rest of the day.

Do you wanna go on a hike?

- [Sara] I wish.

I have to take my boss's kid to the dentist.

The little monster chipped a tooth on a rock.

- He ate a rock?

- [Sara] The joys of babysitting.

But I love you and I'm proud of you, girl.

- All right, love you too.

(keys clacking)

- Oh my god, guys, you have to try this new product.

It's called The Fortune Teller.

And if you're ever needing a question answered,

you just pull this sleek little baby out

and ask it your question.

What are you waiting for?

I'm obsessed, and you will be too.

Go to thefortuneteller.com and get yours now.

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(keys clacking)

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(vibrator buzzing)

(Taylor moaning)

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- Now where did you come from, mystery man?

Let's try this on.

(keys clacking)

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(mysterious music darkens)

What is happening?

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(Taylor sighs)

- [Paul] Hi.

- Hi.

- [Paul] Definitely wasn't expecting a call from you.

What's up?

What do you need?

- What? I can't call you just to say hi?

Is that so bad?

- [Paul] I don't know.

I thought you were over me.

- What?

No, no, I've just been really, really busy.

- [Paul] You haven't responded to me in like three weeks.

- I'm sorry.

I've just been so fucking busy.

Forgive me?

- [Paul] I guess.

- So what are you doing tonight?

- [Paul] Tonight?

I'm not really, I'm not really sure.

Why?

- Do you wanna go and get a drink?

- [Paul] I don't know.

- Come on.

Just one drink.

- [Paul] One drink?

- Just one.

- [Paul] You're very convincing, you know that?

- Come on.

I'll even pay for the drinks.

Drink.

- [Paul] One drink though.

I have to get up super early tomorrow.

Where do you wanna meet?

- How about Della Terra?

About an hour or two?

I know it's Monday, so it'll be nice and quiet.

A good place for us to talk.

- [Paul] I'll be there.

- Cool.

- [Paul] But just one drink.

I gotta be up super early tomorrow.

- Mm-hmm. I'll see you there.

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- Can I get you another beer, buddy?

- No, I'm good.

- Boo!

I had to.

Can't believe that worked.

- Very funny.

- I thought you said one drink?

- Yeah, well you were 15 minutes late.

- Hey. Do you need a menu or you know what you want?

- I will do a dirty martini, extra dirty,

and he will do a bourbon on the rocks.

- [Bartender] Okay.

Do you want a single or a double?

- Single.

- Double.

- I'll go with the lady.

- Yeah.

- You look handsome.

How long has it been?

- Thanks. It's been two months.

- Did you miss me?

- Yeah. Yeah, I did.

And you look good too.

I like your detective coat or whatever you want to call it.

- You should see what I have on underneath it.

- Oh yeah?

Is that so?

- Mm-hmm.

- Would you guys like anything else?

- I think we're okay.

Cheers to whatever this is.

- Cheers to renting out this whole bar for us.

When was that?

- That was the old faithful Miami trip. Yeah.

- Forgot about that.

It was a really good time.

- Yeah, it was.

- Do you miss me?

- I don't even know what that means anymore.

It's really fucking confusing, Taylor.

- You know, I'm really confused too,

but I just know I had to see you

and make up for ghosting you.

- And how are you gonna do that?

- I should show you.

- Hey guys, sorry to break up the mood,

but we're closing up.

- Got it. - No problem.

- I should get going.

- Early night?

- Yeah.

- Do you wanna come over?

- Yeah, but I can't.

Gotta...

I've got work.

- I want you to come over.

- Fuck it.

Let's go.

- Are you sure that's what you want?

- Yeah.

- Tell me.

Tell me it's what you want.

- I want to.

- Let's go.

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No, no, no, no, no.

I don't wanna go upstairs to the bedroom.

- Why?

- I have an idea.

- What's that?

- I wanna fuck you in my office.

Get on that chair.

- Jesus Christ.

I've never seen you like this.

- [Taylor] Do you like it?

- Yeah.

- Is this what you like?

Is this what you want?

Tell me.

Tell me it's what you want.

- It's what I want.

I wanna see more of you

- Say it. Tell me.

- Let me see more.

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God, you're so fucking hot.

- Ah-ah-ah.

No touching.

- Why not?

- 'Cause I know how badly you wanna touch me.

I know how badly you want me to touch you.

Okay, you can touch me.

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(Taylor moaning)

Oh my god, I'm coming.

- [Paul] Why did you stop?

What's wrong?

- Just this fucking deadline and I-

- Are you fucking kidding me, Taylor?

A deadline?

I was like three seconds away.

Come on.

- I'm sorry. I can't.

- This is so like you.

So fucking classic.

Everything's about what you want.

What? Did I say something?

- No.

- Do something wrong.

- Of course not.

No, you were perfect.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Sorry.

Let me walk you to the door.

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- Maybe next time I can actually take you out,

and we can go to like the Chateau.

- I would love that.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- See a movie at the New Bev.

Get dinner at El Coyote.

- Either one sounds great.

- Okay, it's a date.

Ah.

Next time.

Night.

- Good night.

(Taylor sighs)

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(keys clacking)

I don't fucking understand this.

(keys clacking)

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(shower running)

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Where the hell are you?

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The fuck is happening to you, Taylor?

(keys clacking)

(shower running)

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There you are.

Hello?

How did you get in my prompt?

What do you want?

What are you?

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Is this what you want?

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This is what you want, isn't it?

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Do you want me to keep touching myself?

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Is this what you wanna see?

You wanna see it all, don't you?

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I know this is what you want.

Tell me what else you wanna see.

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I know this is what you want.

Tell me what else you wanna see.

(shower running)

It's your turn now.

Show me.

I wanna see you,

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- Taylor, we absolutely loved what you did

for us last quarter with your campaign.

The detail, the engagement, it really worked for us.

- Yeah, it's easily the most engagement we have ever gotten

from a campaign,

and I'm sure you've got something great cooking up

for the next time around.

- Taylor?

- Hi. Sorry.

I was just busy looking at the analytics of the last one.

- No worries.

- So what are your thoughts on the new one?

We know we're jumping in the gun,

but we're just, we're very excited.

- Well, I think the last campaign went so well,

we just do it all over again.

I mean, if it's not broke, don't fix it, right?

- [Businessman] Interesting.

- I mean, I think it's great.

- I just, I don't understand how that would work

considering it is a completely different product.

- Right.

I'm so sorry.

I was really looking forward to this meeting

and I'm just not feeling well,

and it's really throwing me off.

Do you mind if we maybe meet tomorrow instead?

- Of course. Of course, we can.

I'm sorry you're not feeling well.

- I'll just, I'll move some things around.

Just make sure you get some rest, okay?

We look forward to what you'll have ready.

- Of course.

Again, I am so sorry.

I'm really embarrassed.

I promise this next project that I have for you guys,

it'll be 10 times better than this last one.

- It sounds great.

Thank you, Taylor.

- We'll talk soon and feel better.

- Thank you.

Yeah. Talk soon.

(Taylor sighs)

Fuck.

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(phone ringing)

- [Sara] Hi, babe.

Are you in bed?

- What are you doing right now?

Can you come over?

- [Sara] Are you not working?

You haven't been free during a work day

since we were like 16.

- Well, I'm not working.

Took the day off.

- [Sara] That's a first.

- So can you come over?

Pretty, pretty please?

- [Sara] Okay.

Yeah, I actually can.

Do you wanna go on a hike?

We can go to Run Canyon.

- I was actually thinking more along the lines

of popping a bottle of wine, chilling on the terrace.

- [Sara] Oh damn. Okay.

Cute.

I don't know what the hell is going on with you,

but I am not mad at it.

Give me like an hour?

- Okay, cool.

- [Sara] Love you.

(keys clacking)

- Where are you?

I made all of this for you.

Where are you?

You're doing that?

Why can't I see you?

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- Hi.

I know this probably isn't up to your standards,

but it's the best that CVS had to offer.

- Thank you for coming.

- Are you okay, babe?

Talk to me.

- Wine first.

- Okay.

Jesus.

What'd you do? Kill someone?

- No.

- Oh God.

You fucked Paul again, didn't you?

- Yeah, I did.

But that's not the problem here.

- Okay?

- You're gonna think I'm crazy,

but I've been communicating with this AI prompt

that I created.

- What?

- I know it's gonna sound weird,

but in my spare time,

I've been creating these little prompts,

sexy prompts.

I know how that sounds,

but I mean, I've been lonely and they're fun.

- I mean there's no shame in that.

- But the other day I created one and I was watching it

and suddenly this man's face appeared unprompted.

At first, you know, I thought I did it by mistake,

but I didn't.

- So like a hacker maybe?

- No, I even checked the back end of my software.

It's not possible.

- So what then?

- He kept appearing in different prompts, and I liked it.

- What do you mean?

- I can't explain it.

It just did something to me.

He did something to me.

- He as in the AI generated face in the screen?

- Yes.

- And when you say it did something to you,

what do you mean?

Like scared you?

- No.

He turned me on.

- (laughs) Oh my.

Stop fucking with me.

- I'm dead-ass serious, Sara.

I can't stop thinking about him.

- Okay, come on.

Where's the camera?

- No.

There's no cameras.

Wish I was making it up, but I'm not.

I promise on our friendship.

- So how did this equate to you banging Paul?

I told you to leave that sweet boy alone.

- I know.

I needed somebody.

- So the man in the computer

made you booty call your old situationship?

- No. I did.

I wanted to feel a real body.

I even had the screen turned on so I could look at the man.

- You had sex in front of the computer?

It's kind of hot, but like in a sick way.

- Don't believe me?

- No, I believe you.

I just think that maybe you're exhausted.

You work like seven days a week.

I think you just need some rest.

- Let me show you what I'm talking about.

I want you to see it, see him.

- I don't need to see it.

I believe you.

- I'm asking you.

Please.

- I have to go soon anyway.

I have a date.

- What?

With who?

- Tinder guy.

- This is a little bit more important.

Just hang with me tonight.

I need you.

I'll even order whatever dinner you could dream of.

- Fine.

Nobu.

- You spoiled bitch.

- (laughs) Okay.

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What the fuck do you mean you can't remember his name?

You were ready to move to Greece and marry him.

Come on.

- I know.

I mean, it was years ago, dude.

- You're killing me.

You have to remember. Come on.

- Demi Russo.

- That's one hell of a name. (laughs)

- Whatever.

He was so hot though.

- [Sara] Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- Was he as hot as your computer man?

- I don't even know what he looks like.

I just know how he makes me feel.

It's kind of like I'm being controlled.

- Your computer man?

- I don't even know how to explain it.

- We've shared everything since you were a kid.

Come on.

- I mean, what's your sexual fantasy?

- (laughs) I've never been to the Eiffel Tower.

You know?

- Paris?

- The other Eiffel Tower.

I've always wanted to go there.

- Oh.

Yeah. Okay.

- Mm, I want them to use all of me, every hole, you know?

- Slut.

- But like two hot guys just for me.

Mm, it's heaven.

What about you?

Come on, tell me.

- Well, mine's a little different.

- Okay. Tell me.

- Okay.

I mean, you know, I've always appreciated the female body.

- Mm-hmm.

- I really wanna hook up with a woman.

- Okay. That's not what I expected.

- Women are so beautiful and just touchable.

I wanna experience it.

- Well, what about your computer man?

Does he get you going?

Tell me.

(Taylor groans)

- Call me crazy, overworked, delusional,

I cannot stop thinking about him.

Or it.

Fuck.

I really, I sound insane.

I just, he has a real, real hold on me.

- The computer man?

- Yes, bitch. The computer man.

(Sara laughs)

- Well, when do I get to meet this dashing suitor of yours?

- Do you wanna meet him?

- Well, I mean, isn't that what I'm here for?

You wined me, you dined me.

What else is there?

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Crazy angel.

So what?

Do you pull 'em up on your phone, iPad now?

- No.

You gotta go to my office.

- Well, lead the way. Let's go.

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Where the hell am I supposed to sit?

- Grab that chair and come over by me.

Okay. It's not like I can guarantee that he's gonna show up.

I can't control it no matter what I try.

- I got it. I got it.

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- Is this him?

I like him already.

- [Taylor] No, I prompted this guy.

Just keep watching.

- [Sara] Okay.

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You created this?

- Mm-hmm.

- I didn't realize you like this kind of stuff.

- I didn't either.

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Fuck.

- What?

- He isn't here.

- It's okay.

I mean, I liked it.

- No, that's not even what I'm trying to show you.

Don't understand.

- I do.

I just, I think that maybe you should-

- Hold on, hold on.

Just wait, one more prompt.

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- Wowsers.

I mean, these are really cool.

I mean it.

- This isn't even what I'm trying to show you.

I just don't understand.

- Why don't we take a break?

We can watch a movie.

You know, candy, movie.

- He's going to come.

Promise.

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Just wait, please.

Let me just try one more prompt.

(keys clacking)

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- Dude, I love you, but I can't keep this up.

You gotta get some rest.

This is insane.

- [Taylor] Please, please.

Just wait.

- For what?

A man in a fucking computer?

I'll Venmo you for the food, but I gotta go home.

- Okay, fine.

Fuck.

I'm sorry, Sara.

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- You have absolutely nothing to be sorry about.

All right?

You showed me some hot videos.

Zero shame in that.

But I think you just need some rest.

I think you should take a hot bath and go to bed early.

- Yeah, yeah, you're right. (sighs)

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Do you need me to walk you out?

- No, it's fine.

Just take it easy, okay?

- Yeah. Okay.

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He's here. He's here.

- I don't see him.

I just see the two chicks.

- [Taylor] No, I can feel him. He's coming.

Don't move.

(mysterious music)

- Oh.

That's him?

- Yeah, that's him.

- What? What now?

- I don't know.

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- Can he see us?

- Yeah, I think so.

- I can feel him.

- I know.

- [Sara] What's happening to me?

- Do you feel it?

- Oh God. Yeah.

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- Is this what you want?

- [Sara] Is this what you want?

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Is this good for you?

Is this what you want?

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Is this good for you?

Is this what you wanted?

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- Do you want me to take this off for you?

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I bet you want me to help her, don't you?

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(upbeat sultry music)

Is this good?

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(mysterious music)

- This is what you wanted to see.

Yeah?

You like matching bushes?

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- Is this what you wanna see?

- Is this what you want me to do?

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(Sara moaning)

(mysterious music)

Hello.

- Good morning.

- What time is it?

- 4:00 AM.

- Fuck.

I should get home soon.

I have a lot to do.

- Okay.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Talk to me.

- Can I come back?

I wanna see him again.

- Anytime you want.

- Is he there right now?

- No.

And I've got a lot of work I gotta get done too.

- Bummer.

I'm sorry I didn't understand before.

I get it now.

- It's okay.

- Like on Friday?

- For sure.

- And if...

If he comes back,

you can call me and I'll be right over.

- You know it.

(both giggle)

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Fuck!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

(upbeat sultry music)

- Hi, everybody.

Oh my gosh.

I'm so, so, so sorry that I'm late.

I just completely lost track of time, and I'm so, so sorry.

- Geniuses should never apologize.

- We absolutely love it.

- What?

- [Businessman] I don't know how you did it so fast.

I mean, we were expecting just a simple pitch.

- You know, I have always admired someone who goes ahead

and just gets the job done.

But how in the hell did you finish an entire campaign

that fast?

We love it. - Yeah.

- I don't know. I'm...

- I'm gonna make sure you get a bonus for this.

Just absolutely unreal work, Taylor.

- Thank you.

- Unfortunately, I've gotta hop off.

But if you have time for a call later today with the team,

we would love that. - Yeah.

- Okay.

- Okay. Talk later.

Great job.

(dramatic music)

(keys clacking)

- New campaign?

The fuck is this?

(dramatic music continues)

Did you do this?

Did you do this all for me?

Did you hack into my work and create all this?

I just wanna see you.

I just wanna understand.

I can't stop thinking about you.

It's like you're in my head.

(dramatic music continues)

I just wanna see you, feel you.

What is all this for?

- I know.

Don't be afraid.

It's just me.

God, you are so beautiful, Taylor.

- It's, it's you.

- You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

I can't believe how sexy you are.

So perfect.

- How is this happening?

Who are you?

- God, I wish I could just cross over and be with you.

Hold you.

- I just don't understand.

I want you too.

Just tell me how I can get you to cross over

into the real world.

- It's not possible for you.

- Why not?

If it was possible for me to do all of this,

why can't there be a way?

Didn't I create you?

I mean, if I created all of this, I can figure out some way.

I can figure it out.

- You didn't create me.

- So you're unprompted or self-generated?

You only exist in my computer?

- It's not like that.

- So are you real?

Come see me.

If I didn't generate you, then you can cross over.

Hello?

- You're not real.

None of this is.

(mysterious music)

- No. No.

What do you mean?

What the fuck are you talking about?

(keys clacking)

(mysterious music whines)

- I created you.

It was me that prompted you.

It was me who designed you to the very last letter and key?

- No. No.

No, no, no.

This, this can't be real.

This can't be real.

- Taylor, you are perfect because I created you.

But it is you that isn't real.

You are my greatest creation.

My greatest fantasy.

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