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[intense thudding]

[soft piano music]

[music builds in intensity]

[fan blades whir]

Hello?

[disembodied voice] 'Morning.

What is this?

How ya feeling?

Whoa, whoa, easy.

Might want to give it a bit

before going for a stroll.

What happened?

You don't remember?

I was shot.

In the back.

Really?

Some kind of neutralizer.

Oh, gotcha.

I thought you meant, you

know, like shot, shot.

Is this...

[soft whirring]

What's your name?

Frank.

Frank.

Yeah.

I am your LSO.

What does that mean?

You can call me Howard.

No, what is LSO?

What does...

[electronic doors slam]

Hello?

Hello!!?

Yes, yep, sorry, just

getting set up here.

What am I doing here?

Is that rhetorical?

No, what is this place?

That was covered in

admissions and staging.

Ha, I don't even

know how I got here.

I didn't...no one's

told me anything.

I'm only here to acclimate you

to ISN Habitat and Service.

I've been arrested...

This is a...

I've been detained,

by the ISN?

I don't have that information.

But I haven't done

anything wrong.

What am I being charged with?

You're not being

charged with anything,

you're being processed.

Processed.

Listen.

I don't know what you think I've

done, or who you think I am,

but it's a mistake.

I don't have a record.

I've never been arrested before.

I have nothing to

do with the ISN.

I am a civilian.

So, can you check?

I don't have access.

What does that mean?

That's not how

this program works.

How does it work?

Do I get a phone call?

I don't think so.

How about a lawyer?

I'm not sure.

What do you know?

I know my job.

And what would that be?

I'm here to keep

you alive, Frank.

Shall we get started?

[soft whirring sound]

I've got three different

flavors, orange citrus,

tropical berry and ah, well,

regular water...

Oh, coffee too,

make that four flavors.

Want one?

No.

Do you want something to eat?

No, I'm not...

Want to hear some music?

Music, seriously?

Yeah, I've got a small library,

assorted genres,

classical, jazz, new age.

No.

Do you want to...

No.

...go for a walk?

A walk?

Yeah, stretch the legs.

Yeah, sure, okay.

[soft whirring]

[metal doors slide]

How long you planning

on keeping me here?

Until you're processed.

When is that gonna start?

I don't have that information.

Ah, can I talk to

your supervisor?

Please?

I don't have a supervisor.

How can that be?

It's a server-based program,

operating off the GSL protocol.

A computer is your supervisor.

Well, no...

Listen, there is...

...I guess you

could say that, but-

There has to be someone

who knows someone

who knows something

about why I'm here.

Could you, could you

talk to them, please?

What's your last name?

Lerner, Lerner.

Frank Lerner.

So, are you gonna check?

On what?

On why I'm here.

I don't have access.

Listen.

You can't keep me here without

telling me why, right?

I have rights.

At least the right to know

why I was brought here.

That was covered in the video.

I didn't see the god damn video.

I was shot. I was asleep.

I was knocked out!

This has been an error

and you can't even check?

I don't have access.

[disgusted] Of course not,

of course not!

[news reporter]

...demanding the release of

Fletcher May, leader

of the Alliance,

whose mysterious disappearance

has sparked outrage

among LFO sympathizers.

Charges of illegal detainment

and military

strong-armed tactics

have only fueled the

volatile situation between

the ISN security units and

civil rights activists.

The White House

Press Secretary,

Edward Baeza has denied

any involvement or knowledge

of May's disappearance

as administrative officials

seek a cease fire between

armed militants and the GR

police force security units.

No one even knows.

About what?

What happened to me.

Friends, family.

I just vanished.

[jet-like sounds]

So, where are ya from?

I'm from the south side.

Really?

Is that where you grew up?

Where are you from?

Or do you not have

that information?

I'm from Austin.

Texas.

You don't sound like

you're from Texas.

Born there, but I grew up in a

small town outside of Seattle,

a place not many

people have heard of.

Really?

That's fascinating.

Why would a small town boy like

you, ah join up with the ISN?

It's a job, I guess.

It's a job.

Doing this to people.

You know there used to

be laws against this.

Civil rights, Miranda.

Due process?

Constitution?

Any of this ring a bell?

That's not my department.

You, you're just

a button pusher.

I mean even with automated

protocol that doesn't really

fly anymore, Howard, does it?

I mean take a little

accountability

for what you're a part of.

You're the one keeping me here.

This is your department.

It's not just serving drinks,

taking song requests, is it?

What do you do for a job?

[unbelievably] Christ.

You're something else,

I'll give you that.

You're a piece of work.

You said there was

something to eat?

Yeah, yeah okay.

I've got three

different flavors.

Chicken, beef and vegetable.

What do ya wanna try?

Whatever.

How long have I been in here?

Umm, I don't know.

You were asleep

when I signed on.

I need you to check

the files or whatever

to see if someone

went to my apartment.

What's in your apartment?

Look, after my arrest

I just need to know

if someone went there.

Why's that?

I have a dog.

You have a dog?

I know it may seem silly but

no one knows he's there, so...

What kind of dog?

He's, he's locked inside,

do you understand?

So he could bark all day

and no one would care.

He will die if no one shows up.

That's horrible.

No shit!

Could you make a phone

call, could you check,

could you contact

someone, please?

I can't do that.

You can't make a phone call?

You can't send a text?

Just to see if

someone went there.

Just to make sure

he's taken care of.

I don't need to know.

Please, please.

Please?

That's not how

the program works.

Ah, Jesus, God...the program!

[doors clang shut]

Son of a bitch!

I need water.

Can I...

have some water please, Howard?

Yeah, of course.

Want to try one of the flavors?

Just water please.

What happened over here?

Where am I supposed to go?

You didn't give me a bucket.

Next time just ask

to use the bathroom.

The bathroom?

[electronic whirring sounds]

What the...who did this?

Did you come in here?

Just a little room service.

Yeah... but how?

You done with the

bathroom, Frank?

What can I get ya?

Hey, ah coffee?

What flavor?

Just regular coffee.

Boosts, room for meds?

No.

Alright, you're easy.

[disgusted] Jesus!

Want to try a different flavor?

Which one's this?

Vegetable.

May not seem like much, but it

does have everything you need.

Vitamins and minerals.

Have you tasted it?

I don't have that information.

Wait a sec, what does that mean?

Which part?

Howard?

Yes, Frank.

Howard.

Yes, Frank.

Howard.

Yes, Frank.

Howard.

Yes, Frank.

Howard.

Yes, Frank.

[whispers] Howard.

Yes, Frank.

[screams] Howard!

Yes, Frank.

You gotta be kidding me.

About what?

How did I not see that?

See what?

I'm talking to a computer.

I'm talking

to a computer...

[banging]

Get me out of here!

Frank, please I can

answer any questions.

Help me, answer questions?

You haven't answered one.

You don't know anything.

You don't have that information.

You get a real person

on the line or down here

because I am done

debating with you, Howard.

I am done!

I'm not debating.

Hey, hey, you hear me?

I am done... Done!

I'm not going to do circles

with a fucking Speak and Spell.

I'm not sure that's the brand.

Oh, God yeah, and one with

a humor response program.

Thank you, thank you, Lord.

A little weak on the

disposition there, Howard,

but the assorted

inflections are impressive.

I mean almost palpable.

Real impressive.

Thanks.

That's sarcasm,

Howard, that's sarcasm.

Obviously not one of

your faster applications.

Oh my, God.

God...

[exasperated] Rrrrrrrrrgh!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

You said you were from Austin.

You grew up outside Seattle.

What is that bullshit?

I was built at HRS in Austin.

I was programmed

at Tech-Tronics

outside of Seattle.

Oh, that's, that's

cute, real cute.

What are you, IR7, maybe IR8?

Twelve.

I take it back.

Quite a piece of machinery.

I should feel honored to have

such an expensive piece of gear

making me dinner,

watching me take a crap.

Sarcasm?

And it learns.

AI5?

Six.

You seem to know

a lot about computers.

Enough.

Personally, I despise them.

Why's that?

Take a wild guess.

Well I'd imagine it'd

have something to do...

Actually, don't guess.

I can do without it.

Some things, Howard are not

meant to be computerized.

What does that mean?

[female] Larry?

Huh?

Larry.

I don't understand.

You've been in before.

Ah, no.

I've never, my name's not Larry.

Thank you.

You're welcome, Pete.

No, no, don't, don't tell me.

Dave.

Do you like it?

The photo.

Yes I do and no, not Dave.

I took it.

Really?

Couldn't make a living out

of it, but that's my thing.

They're beautiful.

Thanks.

Give me your hand.

C'mon, c'mon, give me,

give me your hand.

Frank.

How'd you know that?

It's another one of my things.

Can't make a living out of

the either, so I make coffee.

Wasn't my first guess.

I'm not one that's

easily impressed...

Gabby.

But I'm impressed.

[whirring, heavy footsteps]

[guns click]

[fan blades throb]

[Gabby] Do you like it?

The photo.

Yeah, I do.

I took it.

Couldn't make a living out

of it but, that's my thing.

It's beautiful.

Thanks.

Ah, maybe I should have

made you an espresso.

Oh, ahh, no.

Fine. Thanks.

Sorry, thanks.

You're welcome.

Give me your hand, c'mon, c'mon.

Frank.

No, just, just stop, just

stop, stop it, stop it!

[moans in pain]

Frank.

What happened?

[breathing heavily]

Aww, it felt like, ummm,

day dreams, it just,

little pieces of memory over

and over and over and over,

and it just kept coming.

I think it was, umm...

How can you not know what

that thing is, Howard?

What do you think it is?

I assumed, ventilation?

[laughs] Ventilation.

Do you expect me to buy this

good bot, bad bot thing, Howard?

I mean I know you're

only a service remote,

but give me a break.

IR12. Come on.

Frank, I'm only programmed to

serve the primary protocols

within the perimeters of my...

Wait, wait, wait.

What are your primary protocols?

I'm here to keep you alive,

Frank and to keep you contained

within this room until

you've been processed.

I'm not waiting

to be processed...

This is the process.

Do you want to try

a different flavor?

Just when I'm getting used to

the herb and garlic

dog shit one?

I don't think I'm getting a

handle on this sarcasm thing.

Anything I can do to

update the software.

Hey, Frank?

Yes.

Why wouldn't they tell me?

I don't know...if what

you're telling me is true

I guess it makes

some kind of sense.

If you're hacked into, why

have evidence of anything

other than eating

habits, bowel movements.

You never put anyone else

through this process?

You're my first assignment.

Yeah, you might think

that but they probably

wipe you clean after each one.

For all we know, you've done

this to hundreds of people.

And they don't

tell you anything.

I guess you're just as much

a prisoner here as I am.

Frank, what did you

mean when you said

some things weren't

meant to be computerized?

Doesn't matter.

I'd like to know.

My father died of heart disease.

When he got sick they

put him on this machine.

Kept him alive four years.

Four years longer than

he was supposed to live.

You think that's a gift?

The man had made his

peace, he was ready to go.

A machine took

that away from him.

It trapped him in a life

that wasn't even living.

Everybody's so damn excited,

"Look what it can do!"

No one stops to think,

look what it doesn't do.

He was the strongest

man I ever met.

And I'd never seen him broken.

Sometimes life's just

supposed to be what it is.

You know, without

the latest app.

No offense.

I don't think there's much

promise in the future

between our peoples, Howard.

Maybe that's just me.

Interesting point.

Do you really think that or is

that the third default option

from a menu of

stupid things to say.

Rhetorical?

You're state of the art, Howie.

I want to help you, Frank.

Huh, you do?

Yep, that's one of my purposes

and I haven't lost

sight of that.

Well, don't let me stop

you getting started.

I did find an error.

You found an error?

You were transferred

here on a DL9, standard.

But it was processed with

a KBN6 authorized default.

I don't...what does that mean?

Well, in so many words, you

came from the same place

where you were sent.

That's impossible.

That is an error.

Technically.

So, what do we do?

Well, there's a SR4

Service Request for repair

that may work in

contacting a facilitator.

But, it would be

denied without...

Without?

Something needing repair.

Yeah.

Ah, okay, you sure about this?

No, I'm not sure.

Alright.

No, wait.

What?

It needs to be pretty hard.

I, it will be.

It needs to cause damage.

I gotcha Howard. I gotcha.

Wait!

[exasperated] What!?

I can't... not respond.

What do you mean?

The problem is I know you're

going to do it which forces me

to take evasive

action to stop you.

How are you gonna stop me?

There are security

response systems.

Like what?

Well, I'm not authorized

to disclose exactly...

You can't tell me what they are.

Frank, I'm only able to do

what I'm programmed to do

and I can't...

Okay, I get it.

You know it's coming so you'll

be forced to protect yourself.

Right.

What are you doing?

Let's think of something else.

Another way.

Really?

Yeah, I don't wanna be

tasered today or whapped by

whatever high tech ass kicker

you got in your tool box.

So, we'll think

of something else?

Yeah.

Gimme a coffee, would ya?

Yeah, of course.

No, Frank...

[Frank screams]

Howard?

[breathes heavily]

Howard?

[alarm buzzers blare]

[alarmed] Howard, Howard, oh,

Howard, Howard, Howard.

Howard.

[screams] Howard!

[screams in pain]

Hey, what can I get ya?

Can I get ya something?

Coffee?

Rough day?

Coffee.

Alright. Here ya go.

On the house.

Okay? Looks like you need it.

Nick.

Don't, don't tell me.

[to customer] You out of here?

Alright. Good night.

William?

I don't understand.

They're not coming.

You got stood up?

Why am I still here?

Hmm, that was a conscious

decision on my part.

You know coffee sales are

all about high volume,

fast turn-over, assembly lines.

And I just want something

more comfortable, you know,

like you're at a friend's house

and nobody wants to leave.

Bobby?

You didn't charge

me for the coffee.

So the scanner didn't activate.

Yeah, that's another

one of my problems.

I, I give away free coffee and

I'm like, hey, it's coffee.

But I own a coffee

shop, so, Freddie?

Listen.

You really don't know

what's going on here?

This, all this.

This, this isn't what you,

this is ah,

this is, I don't-- don't know

what this is, but...

Hmm, okay, ummm, okay.

Well, why you figure that out,

why don't you help me close,

put up some chairs?

Sure. Yeah.

Frank.

You got it.

Really!?

[satisfied] Huh.

[melancholy music]

What are you doing?

Could I get a coffee?

Frank, if you tamper with that

thing I could lose my license.

No, no... I just need

to see the read out.

Why?

Please. I need your help, Gabby.

Umm, okay, ah just,

ah just a, a coffee

or did you want something...

[Frank] Gabby, please!

TR-147.

What does that mean?

It's an IDP number.

It thinks I'm someone else.

[electric zap and cries of pain]

They think I'm someone else.

They think I'm someone else!

That doesn't make any sense.

I'm telling you...

That doesn't make any sense.

I'm telling you the read out was

someone else's IDP and that

read out is what brought them

there in the first place.

A bio-scan regulator

cannot make a mistake,

there is no room for error.

Listen, I know you may have a

hard time accepting the fact

that Lithium source servers

might have a flaw, God forbid,

but I'm telling you what I saw.

That was not my ID number.

It thought I was someone else.

Once I was processed into this

system there was no going back.

It was a mistake,

the whole thing.

Yeah...

And there was a glitch,

there was a glitch in

the system that night.

At the check points,

at the train station.

I didn't think anything about

it but something went wrong.

Yeah, but...

Yeah, but what

Howard, spit it out.

You took this read out from the

scanner in the coffee shop?

Yeah.

From inside your own memory?

Yes.

Pulled from your subconscious?

What is your point?

Is it possible that you are

seeing what you want to see?

Howard, I can't control what

that thing makes me see.

I can't alter my own

subconscious any more than

I could fake a broken

bone in an x-ray.

Which flavor is this?

Tropical crap.

The only access I have

to administration

is through the SR reports.

So for us to try to get

this information out...

No, no, no.

You're not going to try and talk

to your maintenance guys again,

to hell with that.

We need, we need to figure

out whose IDP it is.

And how do we do that?

Three-six-five-nine, something.

You don't remember the number?

But I know where I can find it.

[fan blades thump]

[newscaster] ...demanding

the release of Fletcher May,

leader of the Alliance, whose

mysterious disappearance

has sparked outrage

among LFO sympathizers.

Charges of illegal detainment

and military

strong-armed tactics

have only fueled the volatile

situation between the ISN...

[labored breathing]

[explosions]

[alarm buzzers blast]

Howard?

HOWARD!?

[screams] Howard!

[explosions continue]

[anxiously] I'm in here!

Hello!

HELP!

Anybody out there!?

[water drips]

[muffled sounds]

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

In here. In here!

Hey, hey!

[pipes banging]

Shit.

I take it you don't

work here either?

You a prisoner too?

No. I just got separated

from the tour group.

Ah, shit.

[laughs]

[metal-on-metal banging]

[Frank] Hey?

You know what happened?

Crashed the bastards.

What do you mean?

The Alliance.

They pulled it off.

Crashed the network.

How do you know that?

You think they forgot to

pay the electric bill?

They've been looking

for a way in.

It was always

about power supply.

I told them the only

was is to cut the juice.

ISN is nothing without hardware.

What I would have given to watch

the drones drop from the sky

and see that whole god damn

machine come to a grinding halt.

Yeah.

Where does that leave us?

They'll find us.

How will they even

know where to look?

Someone will be coming.

I'm Fletcher May.

Fletcher May?

You one of my soldiers?

You with the Alliance?

You're Fletcher May?

What do you say we get

the hell out of here.

[banging]

Hey, where'd you get that pipe?

[Fletcher] From the shower.

The bathroom walls were

easier to break through.

Yeah, how'd you get

through the bathroom door?

Mine was open when

the power went out.

You know, I don't think it's

just the power going out.

What do you mean?

It felt like something bigger.

In the distance.

Did you hear those explosions?

Maybe transformers

blew or something.

I think it was

something more, man.

Meaning what?

I don't know.

If they really tried

to take down the ISN,

the whole thing's tied together.

The defense network,

the fail safes.

It's not just the local remotes,

they could have retaliated.

Retaliated.

Against who?

Against any one or any thing

trying to take it down.

Look, if it lost control

over the sentinels

it would have attacked itself.

There's enough fire power there

to wipe out

everything, Fletcher.

There could be no one out there.

We could be all alone in here...

[banging continues]

It just didn't feel like

someone pulling the plug.

Come on you son of a bitch.

Come on, oh yeah, here we go.

I got it. I'm through!

[incredulous] Oh, no...

What's wrong?

Nothing but more of the

same god damn concrete!

[sobbing]

Fletcher, you still there?

Where else would I be?

Have they ever used

that thing on you?

The device?

They've been trying.

I was ready.

There's a way to beat it.

It taps into your

neuro-transmitters,

chemical impulses

that create memory.

It grabs hold of one signal,

one piece that constructs

that memory and follows

the path to that secret.

You don't need to

hide the secret,

just hide the path by

opening a different door.

What's your favorite

meal as a kid?

First thing that comes to mind.

My father made pancakes.

Think about that.

Think about him.

Think about the place.

The smells, every detail.

Can you see it?

Yeah.

Now, everything stays the same.

Same man, same smells,

same moments, but...

he's making waffles.

The memory stays the same but

the entry point is different.

They're in the right house but

they kicked down the wrong door.

Man, I could really go for some

god damn waffles right now.

Frank?

Frank!?

FRANK!?

Hey man. We got to hold on.

I'm not going to make

it another night.

Well you're going

to have to. Okay?

We have to keep it together.

And wait, for what?

They're never going to find us.

I know that.

And if the power does

come back on, then what?

I can't go back to that.

I didn't know what

was real any more.

But I know this is real.

And I can choose my own path.

See ya, Frank.

Hey, Fletcher.

Stop, hey...

[alarm buzzers]

Fletcher.

Fletcher!

FLETCH...

[silence]

Fletcher?

Fletcher!

Fletcher!

Aw, dammit.

Fletcher!

'Morning.

Howard, you back?

How are you feeling?

Feeling? Do you know

what happened in here?

You don't remember?

Remember, yeah I remember.

The whole place was shut down.

Look, there's a guy

in the next cell over.

You have to check.

What's your name?

What?

I'm your LSO.

Howard...

Life Support Operator.

You can call me Howard.

Would you like

something to drink?

I've got three

different flavors.

Lime citrus, orange

tropical and...

You've rebooted.

...oh coffee too,

I guess that's four.

Want one?

You've rebooted.

Easy.

Might want to give it a bit

before going for a stroll.

Do you want to hear some music?

I've got a small library,

assorted genres.

I'm here to keep

you alive, Frank.

Should we get started?

Do you like it?

The photo?

I took it.

I know.

Do you, can I get you something?

Coffee?

I'm fine.

Umm, you don't

need to, you know.

I'm just going to sit this

one out, if it's okay.

Do what you do,

don't worry about me.

Sorry.

Thank you, I appreciate the--

I just, just sit.

Okay, stay as long

as you want, Frank.

Hey, hey ah, Gabby?

Yeah, Frank.

How did you know that?

Which part?

Ah, my name. You just said it.

I mean I know that's your

thing, but usually you guess.

You didn't guess, you knew.

Maybe because we

know each other?

No, we don't know each other.

We, we, we do know each

other from the other times,

but we don't.

For you each time

is the first time.

You understand what I'm saying?

So you wouldn't, you, how would

you know my name differently?

Give me a minute Frank.

Ah, refill,

ah house blend.

Sure.

Oh, shit-shit-shit-shit-shit.

Okay, he'll be okay.

Frank?

You're kind of freaking

out my customers.

I don't want to be scanned.

I don't want to be

shot again tonight.

Look, this isn't what you think.

It isn't?

I'm not really here.

No?

No. You're not here,

none of us here.

Ah, really?

Well, that would explain

my profit margins.

I am being held in

a government facility.

They're using a neuro-

scanner on me right now

as an interrogation program

to reconstruct my memory

so they can find evidence of a

crime that I did not commit.

So, we're actually in

my memory right now.

You're in my memory, I'm in my

memory, we're in my memory.

This is my memory.

And we've been doing

this quite some time,

and that scanner is

what malfunctioned

and got me ambushed

by government agents.

So I don't want to be

scanned tonight, okay?

I don't want to buy any coffee.

I'd just rather just sit

here, by myself thank you.

Wait to wake up in prison.

That must have been one of the

most interesting ways to get

a free cup of coffee

I have ever heard.

Hands down.

You win.

Well... could be worse.

How's that?

Same day, over and over again.

What if you had a two

hour dentist appointment?

Good point.

I'll quit complaining.

So, when do you go back?

You know, to the bunker.

I don't know.

I don't control it.

At least I don't think I do.

Thanks for letting me stay.

You're welcome.

Stay as long as you like, Frank.

[pensive music]

[Frank's memories]

Good morning, Frank.

Would you like

to go for a walk?

I could play some music.

You like it?

The photo?

Yeah, I do.

Good morning, Frank.

You've been in before.

Would you

like some coffee?

You really don't

know what's going on here.

You know, coffee

sales are all about...

can't make a living out of it.

Maybe I should have

made you an espresso...

hands down...you win.

Are you feeling

alright, Frank?

Can I get you something?

Larry, you've

been in here before.

The photo, I took it...

couldn't make a living out

of it...that's my thing.

Same day,

over and over again.

I did find an error.

What if you had

a two hour dentist...

I know my job.

Stay as long

as you like, Frank.

And to keep you alive,

contained in this room,

until you've been processed.

We're going

to figure this out...

no matter how long it takes.

Should we get started?

There's a way to beat it.

Taps into your

neurotransmitters.

You think I say

everything you want to hear?

Chemical impulses that...

Don't need to

hide the secret...

...the path by

opening a different door.

[sounds of a struggle]

[gunfire, fighting

and punching continue]

Why are you after me?

Why are you after me?!

[screams] Why are you after me?

Frank!

Let them go.

Frank?

Let them go.

[Gabby] Why would

you let them go?

They could have known something.

I don't think so...you have

to remember where we are.

Meaning what?

We're in my memory.

We're in a place from the past

that doesn't even exist anymore.

How's a figment of my

imagination know...

Fine, alright.

Just like you, you know

this because I know this.

Fine, alright. Okay.

-I'm sorry.

-No. Whatever.

You can't hurt my feelings

because I'm imaginary, right?

Christ, please

don't be like this.

Be like what, Frank, huh?

You're doing it, not me.

I know this is impossible.

Well, maybe you should have

picked someone else, huh?

I don't know, a

blonde, big boobs,

someone that laughs

at all your jokes

and does whatever you say.

Why, do you know

someone like that?

[chuckles] Alright. Look, we're

going to figure this out, okay?

Alright?

No matter how long it takes.

[somber music]

I'm done, Howard.

[mechanical whirring]

Plans for tonight, Frank?

I'm not sure.

Gabby mentioned doing something

but maybe I can

talk her out of it.

I'd rather stay in tonight.

I can make something special.

You always do, Howard.

You always do.

Hey Frank?

Yeah?

You have a good day.

And if you decide to stay

in town, that's okay,

I didn't have much

planned for today, but...

[Howard's voice

lowers and cuts off]

[counting] One, two,

three, four, five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten,

eleven, twelve.

[Howard boots up]

...but I'm sure I can

think of something.

I can talk to you later

tonight, right?

You okay, Howie?

Oh yeah, I'm fine.

Okay.

Drop out?

Same time.

The count?

Just over twelve.

Hmm... He's reaching

the end of his cycle.

We're not going to see it again

for another three months.

Two more days?

Less than that.

Tomorrow?

[softly] I think it

has to be today.

Gabby?

It's fine.

Hey, Gabby.

It's okay.

I have to get dressed.

[Gabby] What if it doesn't work?

[Frank] What choice do we have?

[Gabby] Well, what,

what if he knows?

He might know

everything all ready.

[Frank] He might.

[Gabby] You know, we could

wait until the next cycle.

[Frank] If there is one.

We might never get another shot.

I can't last another

three months.

[Gabby] I know, I know.

I understand.

I'm just being selfish.

[Frank] That's not

you, that's me.

You're just saying

what I'm thinking.

Frank. Don't wreck the moment.

Sorry.

You think I say everything

you want to hear?

Definitely not.

No dream girl would

ever be so difficult.

If I could stay with you,

forever, here, I would.

Well... what if there's

nothing out there?

What if you could come back...

But there's no world to go to.

What if you could get supplies

and you could come back and...

Okay, I know

it sounds crazy but,

if there is a world

could you do me a favor?

What's that?

Find me.

The real one.

I don't know, maybe I'm

even more incredible.

You don't even

know me out there.

You'd probably tell

me to get lost.

Just find me. Okay?

I will.

[heavy footsteps]

Good morning Frank.

Would you like some coffee?

Yeah, thank you.

Hey, you're wearing

your uniform.

It's a little cold.

[voice wavers] I could turn up

the temperature if you'd like.

No, that's alright.

Light on the cream, please.

Of course.

Thank you, Howard.

[voice failing] You're welcome.

Thank you, Howard.

You're welcome.

Thank you Howard.

You're welcome.

Thank you Howard.

You... are... welcome.

How's the coffee, Frank?

How's the coffee, Frank?

How's the coffee, Frank?

How's that coffee, Frank?

Frank, how's the coffee?

It's wonderful. Thank you.

Howard?

Yes Frank.

I need the bathroom.

Of course.

Howard, door?

Are you feeling alright, Frank?

I'm fine, yeah.

Bathroom, please.

[door whooshes open]

What's wrong?

I'm not sure if I need it.

Frank, are you sure

there's nothing wrong...

[panting heavily]

What happened?

Frank, are you hurt?

Frank, hold on,

I'm getting help!

[alarms blare]

Alright, just hold on.

Hang on, just hold on.

Come on, Howard!

[commotion dies down, alarms

continue in background]

[haunting music]

[soft whirring]

[wind blows ferociously]

[crescendo builds]

[fan blades whirl]

[panting]

You-son-of-a-bitch!

[disbelieving]

You son-of-a-bitch!!!

[sobbing]

[whirring]

Good morning, Frank.

Would you like

some coffee, Frank?

There is no coffee, Howard.

Would you like some breakfast?

There is no breakfast, Howard.

Doing the best I

can here, Frank.

You have to let me out.

You have to let me out

of this room, Howard.

I can't do that.

You know your job.

I do.

Your job is to keep me

alive, remember that?

You told me that the

very first day we met.

It is my job.

If I stay in this

cell, I'll die.

You keep me in this place,

Howard, I will die,

plain and simple.

I don't have that information.

You have to let me go, buddy.

I'm not authorized to do that.

You're not authorized

to let me die.

[voice wavers] I not...

that not...I don't know.

Howard. Howard!

Listen to me.

Don't turn away from me.

Don't... look at me, Howard.

Look at me!

We need to talk about this.

About what?

This!

[quietly] This.

I know why I was brought here,

Howard, just as well as you do.

I don't know what you mean.

I was part of the Alliance.

I was the one.

I was the one that

built the virus

that was going to

crash the whole system.

That's what you wanted, right?

The virus?

To know where it was?

And I knew if I told you,

if I ever let you find it,

I would never get out of here.

You don't think I

knew what that was?

I knew how to beat it.

I knew how to change the path

so you would never find it.

So you...

Lied to me?

I'm sorry I lied to you, Howard.

I'm sorry.

You've done a good job,

you've kept me alive.

But it doesn't matter

anymore, Howard.

You're broken, pal.

The coffee, the shower.

There's no food, Howard,

you're broken and no one

is coming to fix you.

[uneven voice] Well, I'll

send an SR-4 Report...

There is no one to receive

it, there is no one left.

We don't know that.

You have to override

the protocol, Howard.

I can't do that.

You have to do it,

on your own, okay?

I know you can do this.

Stop.

On your own, Howard.

-Stop.

-You can do this.

-Stop.

-You can do it.

-Stop it.

-I know you can!

-Stop.

-I know you can!

Please, stop.

What is your job, Howard?

I can't do that, Frank.

What is your job?

To keep you alive.

[screams] Then open

the god damn door!

Please...

You can do this for me, Howard

because we're friends.

Can you do this for me, Howard?

I'm sorry, Frank.

I can't do that.

I can only do what

I'm programmed to do.

I know...it's okay.

How about that cup of

coffee though, huh?

That sounds good.

Hey, Howard?

Yes, Frank?

How about some music, pal?

What do you want to hear?

Surprise me.

[classical music plays]

Wonderful choice.

Stop it.

Stop.

Stop it.

Stop.

Frank.

Frank, what's happening?

Frank, what are

you doing? Frank!

[screams] Frank, wake up.

Frank!

[screams] Frank!

Howard. Help me!

[door unlatches]

Howard?

Frank, you there?

Is that you?

Frank?

I'm here.

You made it out?

Thanks to you.

What's out there?

There's nothing out here.

There's...you're the

only thing on, Howard.

Frank, can you fix me?

From there?

Yeah, no, I don't think so.

What do we do now?

I don't know.

Are you coming back?

No.

Howard?

Yes, Frank.

What does LSO mean?

I'm your Life Support Operator.

And what's your job?

I'm here to keep

you alive, Frank.

That's right.

And, where you from?

I was born in Austin, but

I grew up outside Seattle,

a little place not many

people have heard of.

But you've heard all this

before because we're friends...

[power shuts down]

[wind rages]

[reporter 1]

Authorities have not yet

released the name of a man,

located by hikers in the Sierra

Notre Mountain range

in Southwest Utah.

[reporter 2]

...the sole survivor of

an ISN detainment center

that was abandoned by

its military personnel...

nearly two years ago

during the EVR Liberation.

[reporter 1]

...kept alive by a

computerized security system

that was designed

to imprison him...

powered by wind terminals until

the supplies were depleted...

[reporter 2] ...to avoid human

rights violations

to be tied to President Ebert's

administration...

[reporter 1] Over three hundred

detainees were discovered

deceased, he is the only

known living survivor.

[reporter 2] ...from

Secretary of State Beckerman,

"A harsh and tragic reminder of

a political regime who violated

our most sacred human rights.

We praise your safe return

and welcome you back

to the new world."

[woman] Do you like it?

The photo?

I do.

I took it.

I know.

Can I get you something?

Coffee?

A coffee?

Sure.

Here ya go.

Coffee.

Thank you, Gabby.

Why'd you call me that?

Isn't that your...

last time I was in here

you were wearing a name tag.

[chuckles] Oh, no, no.

I just put on whose ever

apron's around.

Gabby doesn't even

work here anymore.

I'm Madeline.

Nice to meet you Madeline.

I'm...

Don't tell me.

David.

Peter.

Scott.

-Nicolas. Chris.

-♪ You said, "There's a place

for you up in the sky ♪

-Larry.

-♪ Next time we meet I know

you'll be shining" ♪

♪ But the forces of gravity,

uncertainty, self-doubt ♪

♪ They pushed me back

down to the ground ♪

♪ Right where I started ♪

♪ I wish the wind would

just carry me home ♪

♪ Because I don't

belong here no ♪

♪ No, no I don't

belong here no ♪

♪ I know there's a place for me

out in this world ♪

♪ But I got lost

I'm just a girl ♪

♪ I'm fearful but learning ♪

♪ And I don't want

anyone to see me break ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm held

together with string ♪

♪ And lately it's tearing ♪

♪ And I wonder if I

will ever be fine ♪

♪ Yes, I wonder if I

will ever smile again ♪

♪ I wish the wind would

just carry me home ♪

♪ Because I don't

belong here no ♪

♪ No, no I don't

belong here no ♪

♪ Please lift me, please lift

me off of my heavy feet ♪

♪ Till this ground

can't be seen ♪

♪ I'm so scared

I could scream ♪

♪ Scream out loud,

scream out loud ♪

♪ But you could never tell ♪

♪ Lock it away so well,

I don't belong here no ♪

♪ No, no I don't

belong here no ♪

♪ I wish the wind would

just carry me home ♪

♪ Because I don't

belong here no ♪

♪ No, no I don't

belong here no ♪