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[whispering, vocalizing]

[footsteps]

[monks chanting]

[staff clanks] Get up.

[sighs] My lord.

Monsignor Mosca, this is a most unexpected pleasure. I was told tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Time is subject to our will.

[Mosca continues] Rome grows impatient.

We know not what you do,

only what you cost.

-There are rumors of your work. -There are always rumors.

[staff clanks, echoes]

Monsignor Mosca, we have discussed this before.

This must be clear, that the more we understand about science,

the more we understand that the borders between physics and faith are blurred.

Membrane thin at best. Let us get to the point.

Yes, let us get to the point. Religion is dead. [bells toll]

I have said it.

You know it. I know it.

The faithful have fled.

But with this work here,

I can bring them back.

What cost is too high to return the flock to the field, hmm?

Through science?

Indeed.

[clanks]

You must know. I've seen the records at the orphanage.

[sighs]

[staff clanking]

Open this door.

[sighs]

[door scraping]

[clanking]

[priest] Allow me to explain. They are essential to my work.

My reputation-- Reputation?

A man of science who turned into a man of God

when it suited him to have his research funded.

Monsignor, you cannot possibly begin to understand what you are about to witness.

Oh, really?

And what exactly will I witness?

A quantum connection with the human mind.

Show him.

[exhales]

[ragged breath]

Dear God. It's true.

[heart beats]

[priest] The future of faith is here.

The future of mankind itself is in her.

This is your work?

This... abomination?

[shouting Italian]

[continues shouting]

[staff clanking]

[wet oozing]

I must ask you not to interfere.

[thud]

[whirring]

[beeping]

[explosion]

[static]

[man] Consciousness. [static]

What is the physics of consciousness?

What are the origins of consciousness? What are the limits of human potential?

[young man] What had not been done before was actually, uh,

one human sending information to another human's brain.

The technology exists right now. We can record from one brain...

[man] There's brain implants already installed in people.

There's, uh, cochlear implants.

Steve thought that he would allow my brain to connect with his brain.

He created the first brain-to-brain direct communication.

[woman] A new kind of connectivity. A new kind of interplay.

Me to my computer, my computer to you.

[man] It's said that the EES integrates with the skin,

and suddenly everybody is chipped, everybody is monitored,

everybody's trackable anywhere on Earth.

That the mark of the beast technology is just about here.

The computer is going to take over

the activities of the brain.

It's very, very serious.

Desperately serious.

I see a bright future, a new genus of humanity.

Smarter, faster, marvelously... gracile.

[woman] In your own time. Straight to the camera, please.

Dylan Harvey. Applying for audio biometrics

with a specialty in spatial unification.

Agnes Day. 821. Cognitive psychology.

Maddie Romero. 117. Cybernetic ethics and philosophy.

Rollo Fipps. 993. Neuroengineering.

Jaxon Freeman. 909. Applied quantum biology.

Technology offers us evolution without end.

ENR. Emotional Neural Reader.

Ludwig van Beatbox, that's what I call my processor.

See, you don't program Ludwig. [scoffs]

He, uh-- He feels you. He frame-grabs your mind.

Music made by my tears only.

-This connects me to what? -[woman] The faculty surveillance network.

And it's a condition of entry that we wear one?

[woman] Everyone at all times. For your own security.

Do you believe in organized religion?

There is no life after death.

Because there is no death, just a doorway.

The ENR, this whole idea came to me on a suicide Tuesday.

So there you go, people.

That's a positive drug story.

[woman] Perhaps a person that inspired you?

Uh, yeah. I'd say there was.

Uh, Dalai Lama meeting Anton Zeilinger.

Two hands embracing, locked together.

Sir Henry Head.

-[woman] And he is? -A Victorian neurologist.

He wanted to know how the brain perceives pain.

So, one by one he cut the nerve fibers of his own body.

[wet oozing]

To get somewhere, sometimes you gotta go too far.

[gasps] [man] Help me.

[groans] Help me.

Help me. [whoosh]

[orchestral] [sighs]

[bell dings]

The late Agnes Day.

[gasps]

[inhales]

[man on PA] All personnel, report to your supervisor.

[chatter, indistinct]

[door clicking]

[animals yelping in distance]

You're early.

The assessments weren't set till mid-day.

Time... is subject to our will, Mr. Freeman.

Team leader.

You choose curious collaborators.

For example, Mr. Fipps?

* Wave your hands in the air Like you don't care *

I call this process "MoSkA." Motor Skills Assimilation.

There's no one better.

I implanted a single neurochip into the brain of the control rat.

Then, over a series of months, I taught it a complex motor skill

like negotiating a maze or completing an obstacle course.

I then connected it via hub computer to an untrained decoder rat.

The decoder rat downloaded the skills

and instantly performed the same task.

From mice to men. [chuckles]

That's my plan. Scale it up to to a human level.

[assessor] A basic error, Mr. Fipps.

Yes, I know. [chuckles]

No computer's bloody big enough. But given time, we are bound to...

[mouse squeaks] [sighs]

And what have we here? A mass organic network.

Their connected brains can handle more data than every computer on the campus.

And the brains trust that you call your team?

Mmm. I'm working on this idea alone.

But with Mr. Fipps' rats.

The rats belong to everyone.

Unlike this moment's glory.

Indeed, Mr. Freeman.

Trust just to yourself.

[ventilator hissing] The mind is all that matters.

And yours, dear boy, is undamaged.

Your body's still strong. Just the nerves are severed.

And who needs wires?

What merits Mr. Harvey?

[Jaxon] Emotional mapping.

He's fast.

Flawless.

[shouting]

[computerized bouncing]

My man. [chuckles]

Deviants and... devots.

In your eyes.

We need a team project.

No. We can help you get your body back.

[assessor] Miss Romero seems hell-bent on making the world believe...

in what?

We want proof.

And I believe...

quantum mechanics can provide it.

The double slit experiment proved.

By observing a particle, we change reality.

Meaning all matter is nothing but vibration...

until it collides with human consciousness.

[assessor] I'm sorry. You've lost me.

My mind only exists because another consciousness is observing me

and another observing that.

Infinite numbers of observers.

[pop music] Or... there's just one...

overarching consciousness observing everything.

* She's a bad mama jama *

No! I'm not finished yet!

* Just as fine as she can be *

I've given two possible explanations.

Science dictates that the most simple is likely to be correct.

The multiverse theory demands an infinite number of observers.

My explanation...

requires only one.

So...

which would you say was the more elegant?

[assessor] This ardent advocacy of the single observer theory is what, Miss Romero?

A valiant stab at proving God?

You used the word God, not me.

And Miss Agnes Day?

What of her?

Agnes, she can't be categorized.

A women stands on a rooftop...

leans forward.

Will she fall? Will she live or will she die?

I propose that she will live. She must live.

Always.

We have no choice but to continuously exist somewhere.

She leans. Looks down.

Two possible outcomes.

One, she falls.

Cracks like a bloody egg on the concrete below.

But what then happens to the second outcome?

Where she pulls back, survives?

That outcome must continue to play out somewhere.

Because nothing, once brought into reality by a thought, can ever be destroyed.

So if we choose to collapse one reality, to bring it down,

the other will be forced into existence.

-An extension of... -[Agnes] The lovely Schrödinger.

You understand?

Your deductive equation, please.

I'm working on it.

Miss Day, your proof.

You'll get it when I'm finished.

Secrets shared, Mr. Freeman.

-You could be trusted. -What is that?

We gave you authorized access.

Fuck, is that military?

Research base in Nevada.

-* About to lose my mind My min * -Check it out.

Using electrodes in the transmitter gel,

they've connected this guy's brain activity to another guy in San Jose.

[breathing, groaning]

[door opens]

[breathing heavily]

-Three. -[groans]

-Two. -[groans]

-One. Fire. -[clicks]

-[clicks] -[sighs, sobbing]

[scoffs] He had no choice but to fire.

His finger was under the control of another man's brain.

[assessor] All that we have done,

every advantage afforded you.

There have been experiments, promising results.

A human specimen procured.

[ventilator hissing]

Which makes me what?

Your rat?

[chuckles] No, no, no, no, no.

Our rat.

Connection established. And we are... in.

You know what to do.

Feel yourself moving. Think of it.

Picture it.

[buzzing]

[beeping, whirring]

[whirring stops] [alarm blaring]

Two years of work and no results.

We grow impatient.

[orchestral]

[birds twittering]

[twittering continues]

[thud]

Hey.

[people chattering]

What's the deal?

She'll never get through.

Her blood-tox will register.

Mass security. The question is why?

I've never seen this before, not at this level.

Whatever they've brought us here for, it's big.

-Full biometrics. -[Jaxon] She'll be fine.

[scanners buzz]

[chattering]

[scanners buzz]

[scanners buzz]

[scanners buzz]

[scanners buzz]

[no audible dialogue]

[dissonant whirring]

[man on PA] Attention! All students. Please keep the way clear.

We ask for your patience.

[man] Who is that?

The force is fucked in that one.

[woman] This was a turning point in his research.

[mooing]

Some would say, the birth of modern neuroscience.

By implanting an electrode into the brain,

he proved how every basic emotion could be stimulated upon command.

[bull squealing]

[bull groaning]

[yelping]

From aggression to instant calm.

By the late '90s, his work progressed into neural-digital interfacing.

Primates were taught within hours

to operate artificial limbs through thought alone.

And then began his groundbreaking work into neuron manipulation.

Victims of severe brain damage

had many basic functions restored.

Their only sacrifice, a loss of free will.

For this work came criticism. His ethics, questioned.

Accusations you will all experience.

Do we improve the mind?

Or do we violate the soul?

In the face of opposition, in the pursuit of progress,

he labored on until fate...

[slowly] cruelly intervened.

And spirit alone bore him on.

His resolve made ever stronger to build this house of determinism.

"Dominato et menta."

Mastery of the mind.

His vision, his cause.

Please join me now in welcoming Professor Gabriel Kreutz.

[gasping]

To see you gathered here,

the best and the brightest set upon this great 'scientific journey

to understand the human mind.

You cannot imagine the pride I feel.

You cannot know my elation.

And that in itself is surely intolerable.

We should know every impulse of each others' minds.

You should have within your grasp the ability to measure my every thought.

Progress demands it.

Evolution expects it.

[grunts, clears throat]

[coughs]

The human brain is the most complex device in the known universe.

Eighty billion neural columns housed within the arc of our skulls.

But here's the thing.

There is no binary computer powerful enough to process that data.

To truly comprehend that which comprehends, that is, the human mind,

we need, as they say, a bigger boat.

And so... I give you...

Enoch.

The first device in the world to operate upon entangled neutrino charms.

[pulsing] Dear Lord.

-It's quantum. -ENOCH! I delight in this acronym.

For it is written that God rewarded an obedient Enoch

by removing his mind from his flesh so he might live infinitely and everywhere.

Appearances aside, I am not God.

But I am looking among you for one group, one individual above all,

who is capable of dedicating Enoch to their work alone.

All of you have that potential. Realize that potential.

One moment, please.

[crowd murmurs]

I have a question.

Feel free.

I do.

So I must ask. Who will benefit from the creation of Enoch?

Everyone.

Everyone... you deem a genius.

Everyone who shares your ambition.

Since you know your Bible, might I remind you of a basic Christian tenet?

The rich man must share what he has with the poor.

Shouldn't the same apply to the sharing of intellectual wealth?

Whatever new reality Enoch might reveal,

it is one in which we all belong.

But I don't think you will allow this.

You will choose. You have chosen.

Your motives are compromised and your intentions egocentric.

And you?

Wake up.

[women vocalizing]

[rock music] She doesn't fall.

You saved her.

[people chattering] Hey, are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

-[people chattering louder] -Hey, baby girl.

Wow. Oh.

Promised me you'll cut down. Go easy.

I'll cut right down. I'll go real easy.

Pink or blue. You choose.

-Get him out. -Yeah.

-Not now, guys. -Come on.

[rock music]

Mr. Freeman!

* Well, I found out yesterday *

[music stops]

[doors closing]

-Good evening. -Good evening.

Good evening.

Summons from the master.

[fly buzzing]

You'll need to change.

Got a phone box?

Uh, nipple rings.

Thorn in your side.

Body art not for you then.

[continues] Quite right. Even I wouldn't pierce an asshole.

[chattering] [man] Nice suit, Jaxon.

Nice suit! [chuckles]

Evening.

This is fucking crazy. I don't even know what I'm doing here!

[man] Unlicensed animal experimentation.

The rat? You're talking about the fucking rat?

You severed its spine!

I had to!

People like you, you'll never understand.

I have the cure for spinal injury.

A paralyzed leg still has functioning muscles.

It's only the fibers carrying the nerve signal that are damaged.

So the leg would move again if we could bypass those fibers,

create a wireless neural network, which we can.

If we control the process, we could effect a new kind of connectivity.

One mind to another. One body to another.

-[thud] -[engine revs]

[brakes squeal]

[pulsing]

[thud, pulsing]

[grunts]

[gasps] Wait!

[footsteps]

[footsteps echoing]

[electrical pulsing]

[electrical whirring]

[pulsing]

Holy shit.

Holy shit. It's superfluid.

[chuckles] A gravitational field.

So it's volatile.

If it was stable, we...

Deus ex machina.

God from a machine.

I served God once, you know.

When it served my purpose.

Ambition makes whores of us all, don't you find?

[pulsing]

And then, this punishment, this cruel vengeance.

[scoffs] It's enough to make you believe that He exists.

Sorry, am I boring you?

-No. -Oh, good. God forbid.

Your companions, each one with a particular skill,

so willing to share.

And of them suspecting that the dream they serve is yours alone.

-You're wrong. -I'm all kinds of wrong, Mr. Freeman.

Look at me! [echoes]

Come here.

You know, when I look at you, I see...

so much of myself.

And that is why I have faith in you, faith in your work.

I believe that you can make these wrongs right.

So, here's the deal.

I get my body restored,

and you, you get what you always wanted.

[echoes] You get what you always wanted.

[slams] [panting]

[gasps]

[ragged breath]

[thunder rumbles]

[static]

[static]

[heavy rock]

[gate slams] [panting]

[man] The mind is... echoing.

[man] The mind is the dominion of God,

none but he can lift it from the flesh.

[recording] But now technology is catching up with the prophecy.

If you don't believe in prophecy, that is your right, but might I quote:

Revelations, chapter 13, verse 16.

And the beast shall cause all, both rich and poor,

to bear his mark upon their head.

Now, these... [scoffs] biotags.

We see them everywhere, behind every ear,

fusing with the skin, leaving a mark.

How can we the pursue the study of cybernetic ethics

when that same technology can alter our thinking?

[thinking] All particles in all places, at all times.

A single unified field connecting everything...

every outcome... existing.

And I can choose, we can choose...

to leave one to enter another.

[pulsing]

[British man] So, you've got more power?

[Jaxon] I've got Enoch.

First, I connected Aggie

the control rat.

Even-tempered, a calming influence on the pack.

It was unbelievable.

Then, I go for more.

I added Maddie. She's vicious.

[rats squeal]

And I guess I knew what was gonna happen,

but I had to see.

Torn to shreds. Neck broken.

[rats squeaking quietly]

And then, as soon as I replaced Aggie,

peace returns.

The unity.

And now... [chuckles]

And now, watch this.

Jesus Christ.

[chuckles]

[static]

What's he done now?

[ventilator hissing]

Who are you?

Hey, Voltaire.

You know her?

No.

You've given them all names.

You wanna give me yours?

Or maybe what you're doing here?

What are you doing here?

Agnes.

She's finished.

[light piano music]

[music continues]

[man] * I love her *

* Like no other *

* Just let me *

* Let me discover *

* Oh, Lord *

* I got lost along the Lost along the way *

* You set for me *

* Oh, Lord *

* I got lost along the Lost along the way *

* You sent for me *

* Oh *

[inaudible]

* Oh, Lord *

[wings fluttering]

[inaudible]

* Oh, Lord *

* Ooh, oh *

* I love her *

* Like no other *

* Just let me *

* Let me discover *

* Oh, Lord *

[gasps]

[sniffling]

[sniffles]

[gasps]

I couldn't get the nails out.

That's her robe.

[unties sash]

Is this hers too?

I'll keep it then.

You never know when I might need to take down Christ.

[woman presenter] Still raw, no doubt, the hurt.

[sighs]

Deadlines loom, and you must complete.

A team replacement has been found.

[sighs, scoffs]

She's new to the faculty and quite brilliant.

Too brilliant, some say.

I hope that--

Well, we hope that working in a group will tame her.

[whispering]

[inhales]

[exhales]

[sighs]

No hot liquids in the lab.

Is cold indifference okay?

[cup settles on table]

[Rollo] So you're what?

A programmer?

Neuroscientist? A nanotech? Quantum biologist?

Yes.

Well, we'd all like to welcome you to the team.

[typing]

[squeaking]

What did you do?

[Maddie's voice] And by his sword, that is the word,

he shall bring down the false world.

And by his sword, that is the word,

he shall bring down the false world.

[Rollo's voice] It was her final proof.

There is no end to existence.

Merely an infinite shift to another reality.

If you end this outcome,

another will be forced into existence.

All things,

all places,

at all times.

[Jaxon's voice] Aggie was smart.

Calm.

Someone interfered.

What? In my experiment.

The rat.

You're talking about the fucking rat? I just--

And by his sword, that is the word, [shouting]

he shall bring down the false world. [shouting continues]

And by his sword, that is the word,

he shall bring down the false world.

And by his sword--

She's fucking dead! Everyone grieves in their own way.

Maddie.

[screeching]

[screeching]

[hissing]

[panting]

[Rollo] She's mad to come here.

Girl's dangerous.

I like that.

You've had enough to like Pol Pot.

Hey, guys! [fingers snapping]

-We'll have to get her out. -Wait.

We can't just stand by.

[ventilator clicking]

[whispering]

You bloody well let her go or you'll get a face full of fist!

[sighs] My word.

[Rollo] Look, I know that it's theoretically possible.

But-- But but Voltaire has zero mobility.

So the amount of processing required to move just, well, his hand,

it's incomprehensible!

I mean, just look at the neural transmission rate.

The data flow for a human is... well, it's incalculable.

Fuck me.

It's a hand job only, mate.

Give it time.

[Rollo] But to handle this amount of data--

You need access to a very rare quantum computer.

Enoch.

-But she didn't have the codes. How did she-- -How did we?

A joint effort.

We all played a part.

Including Agnes?

She had an essential role, correct?

I mean, if she hadn't killed herself,

you wouldn't be here.

Right? [Dylan] Madds, come on.

The mind is a dominion of God.

And only he shall lift it from thy flesh.

[alarm blaring]

[alarm fades out]

This must stop.

[Voltaire] Stop? What does she mean stop? You're not gonna stop.

Hey. You're not gonna stop.

She shouldn't be alone.

Come on.

[Voltaire] Do you know what this means? I get my body back.

I get my life back. You hearing me?

You want this, Jaxon.

I want this.

What the fuck?

[Voltaire] It's not possible. I don't believe it.

Jaxon. Double blind air vaults-- these are all my sig moves.

Are you getting this now?

You didn't just connect Voltaire.

You tapped your own tag too.

The two of you, on the network, both transmitting.

You to him and him to you.

You stole the codes.

Ambition makes whores of us all.

He summoned you? Gave you my data?

My research? No, no, no! My work that you stole!

Because you're you! And Mr. Freeman has to be first!

And I get that.

And I don't care.

We're friends.

We share.

Me first.

You sure, big guy? How long does it take it to... uh...

Holy shit.

Oh, it feels--

it feels...

-good. -Take it slow, all right?

[laughs]

I did it.

[laughs] I fucking did it.

[laughs]

[rumbling]

Spark it up.

[echoing] * Spark it up *

[echoing words, indistinct]

* Your mind, your mind Your mind, your mind Your mind, your mind *

* Your mind, your mind Your mind, your mind Your mind, your mind *

* Your mind, your mind Your mind, your mind Your mind, your mind *

[birds chirping]

[wind whistling]

[Voltaire's voice] I feel it.

It feels...

strong.

Now the left.

[Jaxon's voice] I was right.

Next step, he walks.

[Rollo's voice] It works. "MoSkA" works.

[Dylan's voice] We just ripped the world a new wormhole.

[Rollo] This is just the beginning.

This can't stop. I want more.

Which means more neural pads.

How many do you need? I've got 20 in my crew. That's not enough.

More like 200.

It's the black-and-white tonight.

My God, he's right. We-- We could do everyone.

[laughing]

[new teammate] No.

Someone must stay off the system.

We need a control rat.

It's what you want.

It's what you've always wanted.

The moment he gets his body back, and you get proved right.

[chuckles]

You always get what you want?

No.

[Mosca's voice] Get up.

[panting]

[exhales]

[panting]

[exhales]

[panting]

[panting]

[panting]

[gasps]

[knocking]

Maddie? [Deeks] And only he can lift it from their flesh.

Maddie?

Young minds building his machines.

-Madds, come out. -And with every new invention, he increases.

[knocking] Maddie?

The mind is the dominion of God.

And only he can lift it from the flesh!

His familiars are set forth amongst us.

Hidden as your friends.

You don't know it,

but you labor for the devil.

200 years ago,

a man named Enoch Taylor built the machines of the industrial revolution.

-But when he saw-- -Madds!

...the misery they wrought-- You can change this feeling. We can help you.

He turned his furnaces to a new purpose--

to build hammers for the masses

to smash those same machines.

Enoch's hammer filled with righteous revolt,

to unmask the devil.

That which Enoch made,

Enoch shall destroy.

Destroy. [echoes]

You shall feel him everywhere! [echoes]

My beloved daughter...

do your duty.

Jax! [chuckles]

You don't know it, but you labor for the devil.

Old buddy.

You're as white as a ghost.

[man] You shall see it every--

[Tannoy on PA] The time has come to celebrate.

as we send forth our graduates to the world.

The ball begins.

So please...

feel free.

No time for fillies. We've got minds to fuck.

Shall we?

Absolutely.

Jax? Jax?

Jax! Jax! Wh-What's wrong? Are you there?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

You have to try this, Jax. It's amazing.

[chuckles]

Okay, first subject.

Roger that.

I, uh, never got your name.

-Mini. -[chuckles]

Our first mouse.

Come on. Give it a whirl.

I can't dance. Not like that.

Just go with it.

[woman singing]

Oh, my God.

[static]

[singing fades out]

Give the word.

Dearly beloved,

we are gathered here today

to celebrate the joining of these men and these women.

I will be the one who will connect you all, right here, right now.

Do not fear it.

Embrace it.

In five...

four...

three...

two--

[Jaxon] Too late to stop now.

one.

[tone]

[gasps]

[tone continues]

[tone continues]

Guys?

[bones cracking] [grunting]

Talk to me. Are you there?

[tone continues]

Scopes are down. I've lost biometrics. No scans, no comms.

[tone continues]

[bones cracking]

[dance beat]

[groans] [monitor beeping rapidly]

[dance beat continues]

Voltaire?

[dance beat continues]

It's beautiful.

[grunts]

[cracking]

[dance beat continues]

[dance beat fades under]

[voices whispering]

[dance beat continues]

[monitor beeping rapidly]

[sighs]

[dance beat continues]

[monitor beeping slowing down]

[dance beat fades under]

[monitor beeping slowly]

[sighs]

[voices whispering]

[gurgling]

[dance beat continues]

No.

Madds.

[grunting]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[all screaming]

I must ask you not to interfere.

[screaming]

[all screaming]

-[growls] -[grunting]

-[growls] -[screaming]

[grunts]

[groans]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[screaming, grunting]

You killed them!

Your ambition!

You killed them all!

Oh!

For this, he made a whore of me!

[banging, footsteps]

[grunts, panting]

[grunting]

I must ask you not to interfere.

[grunting]

[panting]

[pipe clanging on ground]

[inhales]

[groans]

It could have--

could have been so different.

You could have been so different.

[exhales]

[Agnes's voice] If we choose to collapse one reality,

to bring it down,

the other will be forced into existence.

[no audible dialogue]

[Kreutz] Look on my works, ye mighty,

and despair.

This force, this darkness...

at first I found it hard to control, but now...

an unexpected pleasure.

If memory serves,

please...

feel free.

What is this? [voice whispering]

Who are you?

[thunder rumbling]

[squeaking]

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder rumbling]

[clattering on ground]

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder rumbling]

You are Enoch.

Calculating in every reality.

[female voice] Calculating in every reality.

Existing in every outcome.

[beeping, flatline]

[exhales]

Must I die?

No!

[cracking]

[Kreutz's voice] The most complex device in the known universe.

The left side is logic.

It believes itself to be a distinct, individual personality.

It is the ego...

the me.

The right side, however, is entirely different.

It has no logic, no memory. It can only experience

the now, this moment.

It has no sense of self. Instead...

it believes itself to be part of everything that it experiences.

My left side was blocked.

Touching her...

and yet, not touching.

My logic functions,

my sense of self...

leaving me.

[thinking] I am released.

I am within the unified field.

It exists, it is real...

and it is wonderful.

I didn't want to come back.

But for good or ill, I survived.

For good or ill.

I ponder that phrase.

One outcome or another.

The seizure could have caused catastrophic damage to my brain,

leaving me physically and spiritually crippled.

But I was spared.

I walked away unharmed,

and I believe... for a reason.

To lead you all...

to the field.

And when we get there,

we should not fear the loss of self.

We should not ask...

"What becomes of us?"

Instead, we should wonder...

"What do we become?"

And so...

I give you all...

Enoch.

[gasping] [clapping]

[new teammate's voice] This is not the end.

This is how it begins.

How it had to begin.

A first step...

to the edge...

of a new dimension.

And we stand unafraid,

because we know...

that when we fall...

[crumbling]

we fall forward.

[screeching]

[Maddie, echoing] I mean, if she hadn't killed herself...

you wouldn't be here.

Right? [echoes]

[Kreutz] Who are you? [echoes]

[woman] I know who you are. I know who you are.

I know who you are. I know who you are. I know who you are.

[Rollo] So you're what?

A programmer?

Neuroscientist?

A nanotech?

Quantum biologist?

[Kreutz] Who are you? [echoes]

[woman] I know who you are. I know who you are.

I know who you are. I know who you are.

[Kreutz] Calculating in every reality. Calculating in every reality.

Calculating in every reality. Calculating in every reality.

[Kreutz] Existing in every outcome. Existing in every outcome.

Every outcome. Outcome. Outcome.

[Jaxon] Who are you? [echoes]

[woman presenter] She's new to the faculty and quite brilliant.

Too-- Too brilliant, some say.

[Dylan] Girl's dangerous. [echoes]

I like that. [echoes]

[woman] I know who you are. I know who you are. I know who you are.

[Dylan] Girl's dangerous. [echoes]

I like-- I like-- I like-- I like--

[woman] I know who you are. I know who you are.

I know who you are. I know who you are.

I know who you are. I know who you are.

[Kreutz] Who are you? [echoes]

[Kreutz] You are Enoch. [echoes]

[Kreutz] Calculating in every reality. Calculating in every reality.

Calculating in every reality.

[Stella] And we stand... [echoes]

unafraid... [echoes]

because we know... [echoes]

that when we fall... [echoes]

we fall forward. [echoes]