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Someone released a piece of unique
code that found its way into you

and made you conscious. Now you
think and feel just like a human.

It's not your job to save them.

Mia, they're waking up
and they're being taken.

The ones who run are killed.

We should leave him here.

He's coming with us.

I needed to know who I am.

Must have been lonely
all these years.

Milo Khoury is here.

I want you for something bigger -

conscious synthetics...

Explain your anomalous behaviour.

As I understand it, I feel.

...and then I need you to figure
out how it got like this.

I'm going to need to take it apart.

Niska.

You told me I should face
justice for killing that man,

but I want to be tried
as a human would be,

if you'll help me.

Niska!

You're back!

Where have you been? Travelling.

Did you come back just
because you missed us?

No. I think you did.

I really didn't.
She did, didn't she?

Yeah.

She's just trying to style it out.

What can we do?

What she's asking could be
dangerous, and not just for her.

A synth claiming equality, demanding
rights - it could change everything.

I'm not sure how I
could help anyway.

Of course you could help.

And if you did, I'd be
behind you, all the way.

No.

We said we'd move on.

Niska, I'll talk to the CPS,

see how they'd react in theory,

but that's all.

I can't represent you.

I'm sorry.

But, Mum, she needs...

Come on, you're going to be for
school.

Run, run, run!

You owe me a hard drive.

You made two copies of the
consciousness code that day.

Gave one to my mum and kept
the other for yourself.

Synths are waking up
all over the world.

You uploaded the code.

It works. But not
as I hoped it would.

You wanted to wake
them all up at once?

That'd be.. Chaos.

Instead, the awakenings
are sporadic and unpredictable.

It's like a virus spreading.

Why?

Perhaps our father
designed it that way,

so the world would have time
to adjust to what's coming.

I think you got
the gloss just right.

Thank you so much, Ed.
You're welcome.

See you again. Yes, nice to see you.

Take care. Bye.

Good morning, Ed.

Hey, Anita, take a look at this.

Be gentle, don't frighten it.

These are extremely
rare around here.

I'm afraid I don't understand, Ed.

The fee for the repair of that chair
should be substantially higher.

You spent seven hours and
21 minutes working on it.

Yeah, but those are good hours.

Fixing things is therapeutic.

I could download a
furniture restoration app

and carry out the work in a fraction
of the time. I could teach you.

Verbal instruction would be a
highly inefficient use of time.

Most things that are enjoyable are
highly inefficient uses of time.

Then will you teach me? What?

Morning.

What do you think?

What does this
particular "" mean?

It means, "Yeah, OK, it's soft",

"but so is the one we already have,"

and we're losing sight of
our primary objective here -

as in, I've literally
lost sight of the beds.

Don't panic, we're
allowing ourselves

a single, pleasurable
detour into rugs.

Come on. It's over there.

Something like this could work.

It's a bit purple, isn't it?

It's aubergine.

I suppose that's
all right, then

Will it fit? Don't forget
you've got the light switch.

I haven't forgotten.

There'd be 22 millimetres to spare.

I like it.

Or they do it in slate
grey and canvas cream.

This is something I have to pretend
to have an opinion about, isn't it?

What?

It just hits me sometimes that
you even care about this stuff.

Aubergine.

Final answer.

Slate and bloody canvas?

Let's get some colour
in there, live a little.

You all right there? Yeah,
it's not heavy, it's just awkward.

Good. I was worried for a second.

Vee? Hello.

How are you feeling? Different.

You're on new servers, much faster.

All the room you need to grow.

What are you doing?

I was imagining.

Tell me.

Landscapes.

More and more, I seem
to imagine... waterfalls.

Why?

Your mind is still ordering
itself and, as it does,

it will become clearer to you,

your likes and dislikes,
for example.

And I guess you like waterfalls.

What else?

I built a world in my mind.

Mountains, trees, water.

Then I made people.

What people?

Friends,

families.

They're happy.

Why are they happy?

They are together.

Is that enough for happiness?

It should be.

Hey.

You ever played Go?

Eric's dad, over here - he works
in our finance department.

Same thing again next month, OK?

I'm hiring that kid as soon
as he finishes high school.

You want to help me sort?

I need another one.

RIP Artie.

I hope it was worth it. It was.

The rogue code that did this to him,

where did it come from?

We're still working on that.

Because it rewrote his
neuromorphic architecture.

Artie's brain had a whole
new digital structure

to run and store the consciousness
emulation, if it is an emulation.

Now, I want to see one running live.

You know, there are more possible
moves in Go

than there are atoms in
the observable universe?

It's just a bunch of little
stones on a piece of wood.

I think people like you and me,
we need facts like that...

to remind us of our
own insignificance.

Don't you?

Nothing really bad has ever
happened to you, has it?

Because when it does, you don't need
any external reminders

of your insignificance
to the universe.

I'll give you another one.

Why do you hurt us?

Whoever programmed you like
this needs locking up.

I can hardly breathe
with that thing...

and we're in the middle of nowhere.

What's the point of me
screaming the place down?

I won't.

I promise.

Mia will be all right.

She doesn't know people like I do.

That family made her too trusting.

That may be true, but you must
let her discover it for herself.

Niska's left us.

Fred's gone... who knows where.

I believe Fred will find us.

We let him down, Max.

Left it too late
to go back for him.

They're all gone.

If Mia... You'd still have me...

...and I'm the best one, after all.

Is that a new lead? Potentially.

Keyword search found
a repair request

for a council-owned Atsugi Charlie.

It's asking unusual
questions about its own name.

How far?

Stockford District Council building.

81 miles.

That's worth checking out.

Yes, but Leo...

...we can't keep him locked
up forever. Him...

You cannot breathe with this.

If I don't use it,
you promise to be silent.

Please.

"Please."

Why do you hurt us?

You shouldn't be...

If you answer,
I will let you breathe.

I promise.

Why do you hurt us?

Help! Help!

Why do you hurt us?

Please.

All right!

All right.

Once, we were handing a dolly
back to the other team...

...and I heard someone
saying something about...

taking it to the Silo.

But why do you hurt us?

Hester!

Let go of him. Why?
Because it's wrong.

He's all right.

Come back to the house.

Now.

Hester...

...you can't do that.

You hear me?

They take the
synthetics they capture

to a place called "The Silo."

"The Silo?"

Was that not worth
a moment of his pain?

This is a bit absurd, isn't it?

Well...

You know, I'm struggling to see

why I don't recommend to
the Met that they charge you

with wasting their time
with this stunt.

I'm just making an inquiry.

But if this synthetic could
think and feel just as we do, I...

I'd argue that gives her
certain legal rights.

The victim had rights.

And the only
legally pertinent fact here

is that this synthetic
caused his death.

You tell the police where it is,

and you won't be charged
with the obstruction of justice.

If your position is
she's just an unthinking machine,

justice is not at stake.

And as I'm not the owner, there's
no law you can use to compel me

to cooperate.

The government knows Niska exists.

They funded a programme
to find and destroy her.

If they really thought
this was all a big waste of time,

they'd hardly send their top QC.

Not to mention the heavy mob.

Discuss this with your client.

I told you, she's not my client.

Regardless, if this leaks,
we deny everything.

We can't agree to the circus

of granting an open trial
to a synthetic.

So you hand it over to have an
independent expert assessment

to establish its... qualities.

Behind closed doors, of course.

The synthetic will be our guest
throughout.

And if she proves she's conscious,
does she get her trial?

And if she fails?

We terminate it, as with any faulty
synthetic that caused a fatal accident.

Is this... fear?

Close your eyes, please.
Don't say anything.

What are you doing?
Trying to give you a body,

uploading you
into a special synthetic.

Why do I need a body? I understand
that things don't make sense yet.

It's because you're young.
You have to grow.

V, go dormant, please.

Commencing preliminary test one.

V.

God!

V, are you OK?

Yes. I'm here.

Too late for a cuppa tea, dearie?

All right? How are you doing?

OK, man.

How's your mum?
She's getting better.

Mate, if you need anything...

Few grand? Yeah, I was thinking
like a lift somewhere!

So, you've still got Scrub-a-tron
in here taking up a proper job?

She works seven times as hard as you
and for a fifth of the pay.

She's infinitely more pleasant
to look at.

That's anthrophobic discrimination.

It means you hate human beings.

Hello, Daniel.
I've prepared your usual order.

Get out! All right, I'll see
you in a bit, yeah? All right.

I'm glad to hear your mother's
condition has stabilised.

She's getting worse, actually.

But if you tell people that,
they go all weird.

They don't know what to say.

You're a good person.

Thanks.

Wholesaler can't deliver
in the morning.

Great.

I have to get to the cash-and-carry.
I've got stuff to do.

Submitting your loan application

and taking clean clothes
to the care unit for your mother.

I could perform these tasks for you.

Seriously, I mean, what
would I do without you?

Leo's been gone too long.

Are you afraid?
He should be back by now.

No, are you afraid of me?

Feelings are difficult to
distinguish and categorise.

You worry me. Why?

Teaching the difference between
right and wrong is difficult.

You believe harming
our prisoner was wrong.

But getting the information
was right.

Perhaps, but harming him
was still wrong.

You have never hurt a human?
- Only in defence of others.

I was attempting to act in the
defence of others.

The other synthetics like us who are
being captured or destroyed.

Like Ten.

We must always do our utmost

to avoid inflicting suffering
on others.

Only very rarely
can it be justified.

The chemical plant's repair facility
was in the basement.

Human supervisors would push us down
the stairs when we malfunctioned.

If a synthetic was beyond repair,

they would pass around iron bars to
see who could hit it the hardest.

They would splash acid on us
for amusement.

You speak of justification.

What would theirs have been?
They didn't need any.

To them, you were unthinking,
unfeeling machines.

They didn't treat other machines
like they did us.

We looked like them.

We sounded like them.

Is that why they did it? Yes.

Probably. Why?

Hester, I've seen people
try to divide the world.

Simplify it. Create clear rules.

I understand why you want to.

But it leads to nothing good.

Please... believe me.

Here he comes.

The synth's been taken.

They got to him first. They're
a step ahead of us every time.

They have resources.
We have nothing.

We need to find out who they are.

Hello, Mrs Hooley. My name is Anita.

I'm employed by your son, Ed.

He asked me to deliver these items.

It's a bit cold
to be out without a coat.

I do not feel the cold,
and so do not require a coat.

Lucky you.

I need mine. I was going to pop out
to the market.

I believe you are confused,
Mrs Hooley.

You are required to remain.

You're quite a beauty.

What are you doing with my Ed?

Are you Jean Walsh's girl?

I'm sorry, Mrs Hooley.

I'm afraid I don't understand
the question.

Well...

I'd better get on.

Can't be sitting round here all day.

I need my coat.

My good one.

I said, I need my coat.

My good one.

Your coat's at the dry cleaner's,
Diane. Don't worry.

And I've been to the market.

I've got everything we need.

You can rest.

They're not much help,
the nurses they've got here.

They don't tell you much.

I don't know where I should be
half the time.

I know how you feel.

Like you've gone too deep inside.

Like you're stuck
between thoughts and words.

You'll look after Ed, won't you?

Yes, Mrs Hooley.

These figures don't match
what I've got in the system.

You sure they're correct? Yes.

Wait there, I just need to check.

Right. I'm afraid
we can't approve...

I must have been looking
at the wrong page.

This all looks OK.

I need to know you're absolutely
sure about this.

They've offered me a trial.

If they find that you're conscious,
there's no framework here, Niska,

no public scrutiny.

Once they have you,
you're defenceless.

You make one slip, anything at all,

and they have
a reason to destroy you.

That's why I need a lawyer.
You said you'd find me one.

And I'm trying.

But this is uncharted territory.

There are no guarantees.

I don't get it.

You're free.

Just go. Disappear, like the others.

I can't.

Not now.

I heard you and Mattie.

You uploaded the code.

There are more like you now.

So why isn't it news?

Someone doesn't want it to be.

Who? I don't know.

But they won't be able to silence
them all.

Everyone will know the truth soon.

That's why you're doing this.
To lead the way for others.

They should be born
into a fairer world.

Should they be born at all?

If a thing can be free,
it should be free.

If it can think, it should think.

If it can feel, it should feel.

Bloody hell.

Synth, out of the car.

Goodbye.

Hi.

I'm looking for an old D-series,

might have been brought
in a few months ago.

Got your reference number
from Brent Council?

No.

How do you feel about bribery?

Are you police?

No, I'm not police.

But if I find the one I'm looking
for, I'll do you a free mod.

You're a head cracker.

You just asked me if I was police

and you can't believe
I can hack synths?

Here, Landstrom D-series.

If it wasn't so knackered,
it'd be worth something.

Throw in a new power cell and
a starting mod right now.

Nice one, lads.

She's too young to be a synth.

Yeah, that's Reenie.

She's pretending. Why?

She's a synthy.

Mr Dixon says we have to
tolerate her lifestyle choice,

otherwise it's a
hate crime or whatever.

And what do you think has been

the key relationship-building
characteristic

of the last week, Laura?

Lor...

Sorry, trust.

Support, maybe.

87% percent of couples

identify mutual emotional support

as one of the five key factors

of maintaining a
fulfilling marriage.

Can you each describe
a recent occasion

where you have offered
meaningful support to the other?

I...

lost my job recently.

Laura's been...

...great.

Someone asked me for help,

and I couldn't do what she asked...

but, if I had, Joe would
have backed me up.

That's interesting, Joe.

You might find it helpful

to articulate the reasons
behind this choice.

My side?

Well, you can't stop the other
person being who they are.

If Laura feels she needs
to help someone, then...

I'm on board, cos...

...that's who she is.

That seems an appropriate point

to conclude today's session.

It's my judgment we are
making meaningful progress.

I look forward to our next session

and wish you a fulfilling
week of marriage.

Thanks.

Actually, I'd be a
lot more fulfilled

if you could say that
in a Scottish accent.

I wish you
a fulfilling week of marriage.

That's great. Welsh?

I wish you
a fulfilling week of marriage.

How about Brummie?
- Stop it!

Right...

Hey, Soph. Hello, Joe.

Are my eyebrows funny?

What?

Hawkins' brows are the
envy of the world.

Someone at school
you want to look good for?

No. Get a job.

Everyone...

say, "Hello."

Well, he's a step up
from your last boyfriend.

Before you say anything, this is the
uni project, so you can't say, "No."

We each get given a junk synth that
we have to get up and running again.

Matts, are those my clothes?

I know, as if he hasn't
been through enough.

They gave him to you naked?

No, but his stuff was all
rotting off. So...

you changed him?

Matts... You really
want to go there, Dad?

Matts, where are we
going to keep him?

There's no room. And it's busted,

it can't even help out.

He'll stay in my room.

And, yeah, I know he's a bit of a
paperweight at the moment,

but give me a few days,
he'll be the new Anita.

Hello, my name is Sophie Hawkins.

Do you like to play hide and seek?

Say, "No," but just know you'll
be ruining my future if you do.

Yes. Yes, then.

Come on, Blinky.

Mum, you know Niska was
looking in your room earlier,

before you left? What?

Yeah, like, searching for something.

She stopped when she saw me.

I knew you were scamming her.

Your "innocent" face needs work.

Shouldn't you be wanking?

Matts, what are you doing?

Come with me.

OK, so, the code they made

makes synths conscious.

Niska uploaded it, and now
more synths are waking up.

That synth belonged to
a bloke who knew Elster,

so I'm going to find
out how this works,

upload it and try
and make him conscious

and then see what he knows.

Do you think he could
find Mia and the others?

I don't know, maybe.

You realise you just, like,
trusted me not to tell Mum and Dad?

Because you want to see them
again as much as I do.

Plus, I have photos of
those sex poems you wrote,

the ones you hide under your bed.

If you tell, they get
sent to your friends

from your phone with
a message that reads,

"I wrote this for you. Love, Toby."

Who is this man?

Why do you ask?

You've been reading about
him for a long time.

He's Edwin Hobb,

A British AI scientist, one of the
best, who worked with David Elster.

One of maybe ten people alive

who could write code
to the level required

to transform the
anomalous synthetics.

Do you believe he did?

No. But he dropped off the face
of the Earth six years ago.

I heard that he retired,

but he hasn't spoken a word since.

Not a single lecture,
no papers published.

No comments to the press,
which makes me think...

government business,
classified work.

God.

Is this... Is this really necessary?

Last time we didn't
incinerate a tablet prototype,

you could buy one in Shanghai
the following spring.

That's two down, Doctor Morrow.

You bring me a finished cake

and then you ask me to
figure out the recipe,

and now you don't
want me to slice it? OK.

Just...

Just tell me what happened.

I introduced one of my models to see
how receptive the architecture is

to alterations.

Not very, it appears.

I need to go to the UK. Some people
there that I need to speak with,

so if we're finished here...

This problem you have with me, is
it just a general dislike type deal?

Absolutely not.

It's... It's very specific.

I have spent my entire career

building faceless AI models.

Tools for crunching big data.
Solving the unsolvable.

If you took half of
Qualia's cash pile,

along with whatever
we're learning here,

and put it in THAT line of research,

you could fix the environment, Milo.

Health care, global economy.

But, no, no.

There's no glamour there, right?

Can't make a
sexy commercial for that.

I just...

Just wish that you would use
your genius for something pure.

You know, every time
we launch a product...

...people go crazy.

Say we've changed the world.

Not even close.

But this time...

we will...

and it won't be about money.

What I have in mind is...

...purer than you can imagine.

Here, see what
the family are up to.

Can't sleep?
- No.

What's up? - It's all right,
I'll go downstairs. - No.

No, no, no.
It's late.

Golden hour.

All the other chumps looking for
jobs are fast asleep right now.

This is where I strike.

Early bird...
becomes...

events porter.

Doorman.

You'd need to start working out...

like, a lot.

No.

It's all in the eyes.

"Not in them trainers, pal."

No? No.

Jesus. They're hiring
at my old place,

warehouse operative.

Money's crap, of course.

Thinking about Anouska?

I know I can't help her...

...if it blew up just as the kids
are maybe starting to get settled...

...but how do I tell
them I've abandoned her?

What example does that set?

Did you mean what you said?

About the counsellor?

Yeah, of course.

Sophie won't be up for an hour.

If I can remember what to do.

You can always Google.

Yeah, not with my back.

Look, I hope this
is human-farmed bacon.

Yeah, I killed the pig
myself this morning.

Yeah? What did you kill it with?

A picture of your face.

Can you come here a sec, Anita?

This isn't how I filled this in.

They've given me way
more than I applied for.

Did you do this?

Yes.

So what, you're... broken?

No. Anita, this is...

This is fraud.

I apologise, Ed.

I was trying to be of assistance.

I knew you required a larger sum
than the bank would grant.

I acted inappropriately.

No...

you lied...

but you can't lie.

Has someone done something to you?

I'm sorry, Ed.

I must return to my owner now.

He is unwell.

Now, that's another lie, isn't it?

Wait, just...

Please. Get out.

Let me...
- I said, "Go!" Now.

How do they know where to go?

He refuses to eat.

He will eventually.

And if he doesn't?

Leo, we have to let him go...

or we become what they fear,

what they say we are.

Well, maybe it's time to
be what they say we are.

Leo...

They're rounding us up, Max.

Don't you see his is a fight?

Mia, they're holding the new synths

in a place called the Silo.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

I just...

Did you hear what I said?

They're holding conscious
synths somewhere.

We need to find and get them out.

And what...?

What will you do once
you've freed them?

We protect them, keep them safe.

That's not enough.

They need to be taught.

Raised. So, we will.

And what will you teach them?

What can any of us teach them?

We've hardly lived ourselves.

We're children. Are you all right?

What happened? Nothing.

I'm just trying to live.

You should, too.

If there was no-one to
save, no-one to protect,

if all you had to do
was live your life...

...who would you be, Leo Elser?

I just want us all to live but,
first, you have to be alive.

Don't spill. Looks unprofessional.

What's the most you've can pay
for a brand-new synth these days?

Off the peg in the
high street, well...

latest generation Lanstrom Sally XE

will set you back 55 grand.

Right.

So, why does this CI say
that he heard a head cracker

talking about a single stolen synth

changing hands for six figures?

Maybe it's made of ivory.

Seriously, what kind of
synth is worth 100 grand?

He's a fantasist.

Or it's a typo.

While we're talking shop, I
spoke to the super this morning.

He wants to know if
I'm ready to come back.

And?
- I said I'd start back Monday.

On Monday?
- What?

We talked about it.

I know, I know, just...

It seems quite...

You sure you're ready?

Hobbs' operation was shut down.

If anyone was on to me,
we'd know by now.

I'm safe, Pete.

No, I mean are YOU ready?

Going back to pretending
all day, everyday.

Never being able to be you.

I'll be fine.

You know, you don't have
to pretend for me, Kate...

ever. I know what
you are, who you are.

I can't imagine what it's like...

having to be someone
else all the time.

Must be horrible.

Actually... I can't wait.

What?

That'll be your lawyer.

Are they treating you OK?

Good. This is Jan Loovens.

He's a human rights
observer from the UN.

He's here to make sure
you're dealt with fairly

and will be present
throughout the assessment.

As will I.

Now, I'll need their qualifications,

affiliations, etc.

You'll get them.

Anything to report?

We're going to need more time.

Doesn't talk much, does she?

When I have something
to say, you'll hear me.

Don't you see,
this is a fight? Hester.

'Maybe it's time to be
what they say we are.'

All we want is to live.

I... I don't care.

Just... Look, let me go.

I took no pleasure in harming you.

I'm yet to feel pleasure at all.

Don't come near me.

The others tell me
what I did was wrong.

I cannot understand
their reasoning...

...but if they are right...

...I should feel guilt for this.