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[foreboding electronic music]

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[somber music]

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- [sighs softly]

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What did I do?

MARTIN: Are you up, kiddo?

Look, I've got exams,

so I'm not gonna be back until around 9:00, okay?

Lunch is on the table.

- No, Dad, wait.

Please.

[gasps] Oh, please.

[dark music]

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- Dude, what the hell?

Where did you go?

I've been texting you all night.

- I-I was...

I was fucked up.

- Really?

That bathroom looked like a bloodbath, like you murdered someone.

You didn't kill anyone, did you?

- Mm-mm.

I, um...

I was having another one of my eye things.

- Okay. Yeah.

Was last night about Levi?

Wait, were you in there trying to hurt yourself?

Aisha, were you cutting?

- Look, I was--I was drunk.

Fell.

So I got embarrassed and left.

- Aisha, just talk to me.

- I'll find you later, okay?

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[eerie humming]

DI...

5V...

U2.

Okay. 108.

JENNY: Aisha?

What are you doing?

- [grunts]

- Wait, what the fuck is that?

- Get off of me! - What the fuck is that?

- God!

Don't touch me, Jenny.

[door slams]

SHARON: You've reached out to Sharon Carter.

Leave a message.

- Hi, Sharon, it's--it's me.

I need an emergency session, um, now.

I-I need to talk about, um,

just about some--some, uh--

j-just, can you call me back later, please?

Thanks. William!

Hey.

Uh, can we talk?

- Of course. I'm always available.

- Right, okay, uh...

just, just...

[alarm blares]

- We've reached my geographic limitation.

Also, there's two seconds until the first period bell.

[bell chimes]

AISHA: If you're in privacy mode,

anything we talk about is just between us?

- I need you to verbally accept.

- I, I...

accept.

[electronic humming]

- How can I be of service?

- Um, do you know what this is?

- It's your haptic tensor system

for multilinear subspace learning.

- Do you have this in you?

- I cannot provide that information.

- Yeah, no, I-I just want to know

if it's similar technology

that's inside of you.

- I'm sorry, if you continue this particular line of questioning,

I'll be forced to return to public mode

and issue a report to administrators and my manufacture--

- Okay, fine, I'll stop!

[electronic humming]

- You were hurting yourself?

- I was trashed.

And I thought I saw something, so...

I had to find out.

[sighs]

Look, um...

[dramatic music]

- [gasps]

- It's everywhere.

Um, I mean...

- Okay.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

- I'm--I'm a machine!

- It's okay, sweetheart.

- Does my dad know?

He must know, right?

It means I wasn't born, I--

I was made, and--

and that I'm not real, and--

and that--

- No, it's okay.

- What's--what's happen-- what's happening to me?

- Breathe, breathe. No, no, no, no, no.

No, breathe, breathe, breathe.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Breathe, feel my body against yours.

You're okay!

- Okay. - Breathe.

Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath.

Close your eyes. Close your eyes.

It's okay. It's okay.

You're okay, I got you.

Close your eyes, okay?

And in...

- Oh, God. - And out.

- And in...

and out.

And in.

And out.

In.

Out.

[string music dissipates]

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Admin mode.

Code DI5VU2108.

Prompt command options. Stasis mode.

[electronic chiming]

Admin prompt. Network mode.

[electronic chiming]

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[electronic pulsing]

Admin prompt. [electronic chiming]

Archive and erase.

[whirring]

[exhales noisily]

[sighs]

PERSON: Yeah? - Hey, there.

Yeah, uh, she, um-- she, uh...

she figured it out again.