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[ Wheel squeaking ]

[ Muffled music from headphones plays ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Theme music playing ]

MAN: Could you use some extra help around the house?

Introducing the world's first family android.

[ Indistinct talking ]

This mechanical maid is capable

of serving more than just breakfast in bed.

What could you accomplish if you had someone,

something like this?

[ Indistinct talking ]

These machines will bring us closer together.

JOE: Look, if we could do it in the office on Monday,

we wouldn't be talking now!

- Yeah, I know, it's -- - [ Telephone ringing ]

It's the weekend here, too.

Can one of you get that?!

Sorry, Chris. Yeah, the supplier won't --

JOE: You've reached the Hawkins.

Please leave a message.

We might remember to check it in about three months' time.

- Ow _— - [ Beep ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Dial tone ]

Why isn't Mum back yet?

You know why. Her case is running over.

Right.

Oh, yeah, and clear some of those away, will you?

Or they're going on the bonfire.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Sighs ]

Soph, shoes on. We're going shopping.

Yay!

What about my lift to Josh's?

Well, take your bike.

That thing with wheels we got you for Christmas?

Shopping for what?

MAN: Just need your autograph there.

Joe...this is the best thing you'll do for your family.

Plus, 30 days to return, no questions asked.

SOPHIE: Go on, Dad!

What if she's not pretty?

Can we change her if she's not pretty?

MAN: Just follow the instructions on the tablet,

and you'll have it configured in no time.

[ Gasps ]

[ Chime, music plays ]

MAN: There she blows, then. Your brand-new synthetic.

Unique styling, one of a kind.

Standard domestic profile installed.

That'll cover all your basic housework.

I'll leave you to crack on.

JOE: Right, then.

Dandelion three, waterfall two, hummingbird one, seashell.

Hello.

I'm now in setup mode and ready for primary-user bonding.

I'm the primary user. Joseph Hawkins -- Joe.

A DNA sample will be taken for identification

and security purposes.

This information will never be shared

with any third-party organization.

[ Chime, music plays ]

Hello, Joe.

I'm now securely bonded to you as my primary user.

It's very nice to meet you.

SOPHIE: That means she's ours.

- Yay! - Okay.

Right, now what do we do?

Look, Soph, that's a really posh one.

I like our one.

Olivia Green has two at her house.

- But they're not as cool as you. - Joe! Sorry.

More bumf for you.

Would you like me to drive, Joe?

Yeah, go on, then.

That's our car there.

Come on.

[ Sighs ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

Hello.

SOPHIE: She's ours!

[ Chime ]

Hello, Toby.

I'm now securely bonded to you as one of my secondary users.

It's very nice to meet you.

What's its core processor speed?

How should I know? Don't go unscrewing her.

She's expensive.

Hello. You must be Matilda.

Pretty, isn't she, Mats?!

If you say so, teeny. Mum okay with this?

It's a surprise.

Surprise.

It's almost dinnertime. What would you all like?

[ Joe chuckles ]

[ Indistinct talking ]

[ Gun fires ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Vehicle departs ]

Oh, my mum's back.

Hello?

Mummy!

Come herel

Hi, Mum. How was Leeds?

Boring! Missed you guys.

TOBY: Missed you, too.

New jeans? They're nice.

Well, two out of three pleased to see me. I'll take that.

Hello. You must be Laura.

Yeah. A word?

So, what happened --

I don't want one around the kids, Joe.

We've had this conversation!

Maybe, ages ago, but have you seen the place?!

I mean, that's after having it for less than a day!

I don't care! It's not right!

It will mess with their heads, and we don't need one!

- You're taking it back. - JOE: I'm not.

I'm not taking it back.

I needed some help, so I got some.

Why didn't you tell me about it?

You weren't here!

So, um, message me, yeah?

Yeah.

JOE: Five days! You were only supposed to be away for two.

I've been looking after them and working,

like I always do, which is fine,

but you don't get to waltz back in the door

and tell me what this family needs!

The case overran. I had no choice. I had to stay.

Call the office if you want.

Yeah, what I want is to try this.

This is called the life cycle.

So first, they're in an egg that's round.

Then they turn into a larva, which is a baby.

Then they turn into a beautiful red ladybird.

[ Sighs ]

So, have you given it a name?

TOBY: We were waiting for you, Mum.

SOPHIE: I think we should call her Anita.

LAURA: Like your friend who moved?

Darling, you know that's just a machine.

It doesn't have feelings. It can't replace Anita.

I know. It's just a nice name.

Everyone happy with Anita?

TOBY: It's fine by me.

JOE: Your name is going to be Anita. Confirm.

Confirmed. Thank you, Joe.

So, um, what's your name?

My name is Anita Hawkins.

We've got a month to take it back.

We can talk about it then.

LAURA: How the hell can we afford it?

JOE: Special offer.

Over five years, less than we pay for the car.

[ Bird squawking ]

We need to get off the road.

Charge levels?

22.

31.

70%.

11.

It's getting dark.

Find somewhere that we can't be seen from the road

and set up camp.

Charge with what fuel we've got left,

and Max and me will look for some more.

[ Branch cracking ]

Put that away. If it's him, we run.

[ Squawking continues ]

[ Branches cracking, animal yapping ]

A fox.

[ Birds squawking ]

[ Chirping ]

[ Generator whirring ]

[ Grunting ]

Leo.

[ Grunting ]

No!

[ Door closes ]

Stop!

Wait!

[ Vehicle departs ]

Stop!

No!

[ Gasps ]

Would you like me to unpack your case for you, Laura?

Uh...no, no.

Thank you.

Salim Sadik?

Hey, I'm looking for this synth.

Oh, when did you bring it in?

I didn't. She was stolen.

Look. About five weeks ago.

I know you use this place as a front to move boosted units.

[ Scoffs ] You threatening me?

Why? Do you feel threatened?

I have never seen her. We don't do that no more.

Who does? Give me a name!

Silas.

Silas Capek, okay?

Perhaps she's been damaged or reprogrammed...

or destroyed.

Don't say that. Don't even think that.

She's been taken by junkers,

sold on somewhere, just like Fred and Niska.

Then why's she the only one who hasn't been in contact?

Come on.

[ Joe laughs ]

- Coffee? - Mmm!

Ahh, look at all this.

SOPHIE: [ Gasps I Wow!

Is it a party?!

No, Soph. This is what breakfast Is supposed to be like.

SOPHIE: Dad, the jam's in a-a thing!!

Yeah! What do you reckon, Mats?

What? Harun's parents' one does this three meals a day.

Anita, brown sugar. I hate white.

Anita, stop. She's not a slave!

That's exactly what she is.

LAURA: Having Anita doesn't mean

you three get to sit on your bums all day.

For God's sake, that's already clean!

Just sit down.

MATTIE: The dishwasher's worked nonstop for years.

- Why don't we throw it a party? - Shut up, Mats.

Because we can't guess why you like her so much, crusty sheets.

LAURA: Oh, enough, Mattie!

If we'd known you were going to be joining us for breakfast,

Anita, I'd have got some microchips.

I apologize, Anita.

That was my husband trying to be funny.

[ Laughing ]

Finally, someone to laugh at my jokes.

Besides you, you mean.

[ Laughter ]

[ Laughing ]

Anita, you can stop now.

[ Classical music playing, clacking ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

GEORGE: Can you not read?

LINDSEY: Yes, I can read, Dr. Millican.

I'm Lindsey Kiwanuka, your case worker.

You've failed to keep any of your appointments with us.

Nanny state gestapo.

Give me a minute.

Big place to have all to yourself.

Mm.

LINDSEY: I see you have no family nearby.

"I live in that solitude that is painful in youth

but delicious in the years of maturity."

Einstein.

Is your synth in?

Wow! You have an original D-series.

No, he's out grocery shopping.

That's unfortunate.

But I have good news. You qualify for an upgrade.

One of these bad boys can do 10 times what a D-series can do.

She can fine-tune your medication,

develop exercise plans to lower your risk,

take your blood pressure with a finger.

Not now, Vera.

What, does she check your prostate, too?

Look, I'm happy with the one I've got.

And my health is just fine.

It says here you suffer memory loss,

tremors in the extremities.

George, the law requires me

to give your companion the once-over.

I will be back soon, and if your D-series fails the check,

you get one of these whether you like it or not.

The health service hasn't ordered half a million of them

for fun.

We'll show ourselves out. Vera?

George! You found me!

Congratulations.

- Is it my turn now? - Game's over, Od..

You won.

Then would you like some toast and jam, George?

Your favorite is apricot.

[ Groans ]

ODI: This is the jacket Mary wore

to the wedding of your nephew James.

A baby regurgitated on it.

Here.

GEORGE: Duncan's little girl.

Polly?

Molly?

Holly Alice Mcllroy.

[ Chuckles softly ]

Mary was not upset by the infant's actions.

No.

She was nuts about little babies.

Come on, son.

Don't want you shorting out on the toaster again.

[ Sighs ]

How's Harun?

Not my boyfriend, if that's what you're getting at.

- How long you back for? - Come on, Mats.

I just want to know when you're going away again.

Though it was different this time. Usually you call.

- This time you didn't bother. - LAURA: I tried to.

I'm sorry.

I did text.

MATTIE: Wow, you texted. Good for you.

Mother of the year.

[ Footsteps depart ]

[ Floorboard creaks ]

[ Snoring softly ]

[ Gasps ]

ANITA: Hello, Laura.

Don't check in on Sophie anymore.

That's my job. Clear?

Of course, Laura.

You never remember.

I'm sorry about my case going over.

There was nothing I could do about it.

Is that why you want to replace me with that thing?

No! Look, it's not the working away, really.

I'm just...

not always sure how much you want to come home.

What?

I know you need time alone. I get it.

After you lost your mum and dad SO young.

These last two years...

I don't know, Lor. I just -- I feel...

avoided.

I think Mats does, too.

Jesus! Why haven't you -- Things just get on top of me.

I know. That's why I want the synth.

To give us time.

I didn't buy Anita to replace you.

I bought her to get you back.

But I haven't gone anywhere.

[ Mechanical pulsing ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Are we on? Can you get out?

MAN: Yes, I will be at the rendezvous in an hour.

- We're on our way. Be careful. - MAN: You too.

It is sweltering in here!

Yes. Can I help you, sir?

Who's your primary user?

I am owned by Leithridge Farm Foods Limited.

Previous owner?

I had no previous owners, sir.

You see, I think you may have just told a porkie pie there.

Synthetic appliances cannot lie to humans unless --

Normal ones can't.

I mean, your friends here, they can't lie.

Or think.

[ Crunches ] Or feel.

But you, oh, you are different.

Aren't you...Fred?

This was found hidden behind your charging point.

Now, why would a synth need a telephone?

You've been running, hiding,

pretending to be so much less than what you are.

I'm not alone, Fred. So please...

...don't run, son.

[ Sighs ]

[ Darts firing ]

[ Electricity crackling ]

MAX: Leo, would you like to hear a joke?

LEO: Not now!

Something's wrong.

Maxie, we're leaving.

But Fred hasn't arrived yet.

LEO: He's not coming. Move!

Move!

Your favorite is apricot.

Your favorite is apricot.

Favorite is...

Stupid thing!

Whose is this?

- Odi? - Can someone help me?

- Stop it. - I can't turn it off.

- Favorite is apricot. - Stand still!

No, don't! Wait!

[ Indistinct talking on P.A. ]

[ Knock on door ]

Don't come in, Dad. I'm masturbating.

ANITA: Matilda, it's Anita.

I'm doing a dark wash.

What's your max processing speed?

The maximum speed I have recorded is 27.39 petaflops.

Someone overclocked you, you might be able to hit 30.

Overclocking would risk irreparable damage

to my processor cluster.

Hey, Anita.

[ Gun fires ]

That was interesting.

ANITA: My protocol set demands

I take reasonable passive measures to avoid damage,

unless those measures could endanger human beings

or property more valuable than myself.

[ Door closes ]

Kids still alive?

Moving their arms and legs.

Here.

- Oh! - Yeah.

MATTIE: Let it hit you this time.

Might ricochet or something, blind me.

I don't deem that a significant risk, Matilda.

I don't give a shit what you deem.

I own you, and I'm telling you I want it to hit you.

Why?

[ Knock on door ]

JOE: Anita, give us a minute.

Gone from an "A" to a "D" in computers?

Got harder this term.

Oh, come on, that's bollocks!

We all know what an amazing mind you have.

- If you apply yourself -- - Yeah.

I could be anything I want, right?

What about a doctor?

That would take me seven years,

but by then you'll be able to turn any old synth

into a brain surgeon In seven seconds.

We just want you to do your best.

My best isn't worth anything.

Anita?

Hello, Laura. The washing is done.

Fine.

I'll be catching up on some e-mails if anyone needs me.

D.I. Karen Voss, Special Technologies Task Force.

That the owner of the device?

He comes in here all the time.

Take it easy on him.

[ Chimes, motor whirs ]

[ Beeping ]

PETE: Dr. Millican, I am Detective Sergeant Drummond.

I deal with synthetic-related matters.

It was an accident.

PETE: Yeah, but as you can see, a woman's been injured.

I need to see your operating license.

You've had this one for six years.

That's a record. Why haven't they upgraded you?

GEORGE: I don't want a crappy upgrade.

- George. - Huh?

This machine needs to be recycled, mate.

It won't even power up. It's junk.

I can fix him. I mean, I can get him fixed.

Someone's been hurt, so we have to get it scrapped.

- It's the law. - Please!

I need him.

I'll tell you what. Take him yourself.

But he has to go, George.

Today. Yeah?

- [ Beep ] - [ Groans ]

Come on!

[ Music plays ]

Hello, George.

How are you? You -- You -- You -- You --

Multiple faults detected upon start-up.

What would you like to do? D-- D-- D-- D--

Odi...

we're going to look at some old photos.

It's you and me.

You -- You -- You -- You -- You --

And Mary.

This is you and Mary.

I'm sorry, George. I can't...

Error reading file partition.

- Data may be corrupted. - No. No.

Right after I took this picture,

she got stung by a bee on her foot.

Memory exception.

Fatal error.

It's okay.

It's a good try.

SIMON: Now, release your hip.

JILL: [ Laughing ] Simon, you know I'm tickly there.

SIMON: And relax.

Oh, that's as far as it goes!

Hi, love.

Good day? Bad day?

SIMON: Jill walked 122 steps today.

A personal best since the accident.

JILL; He thinks I'm able

to start reducing the anti-inflammatories soon.

I'm going to have a soak,

but he's made some chicken with mango coleslaw if you fancy.

Oh.

JILL: Simon!

[ Giggling ]

ANITA: "The dragon said,

'I'm sad because I want to be like you, Mouse,

small and furry and warm.

Then we could fly away together.'

But the little mouse said,

‘Dragon, if you were like me --"

I'll take over now, Anita.

No! I want her to do it!

Reading to you is Mummy's job.

But she doesn't rush.

It's almost time for Daddy to give you your bath now.

SOPHIE: No! I want her to finish!

Sophie, it's time to stop now.

- SOPHIE: Can I use your bubbles? - Mm-hmm.

I don't want you touching Sophie.

I'm prohibited from initiating physical contact with a human

without a clear, recorded request to do so.

My protocol set currently demands that any such requests

from children under 12 must be referred to a parent or guardian

before being met, unless I judge the child's safety or well-being

to be at immediate risk.

You're just a stupid machine, aren't you?

Yes, Laura.

Where is Fred?

He's dead, isn't he?

Don't!

Go on.

Come here.

What have I always told you?

Never reveal my true nature in public. I know.

Doesn't matter what happens to me.

- If they knew what you were... - It would be the end?

- Yes. Yeah. - I know.

For all of you.

We'll find Fred. We'll find Mia.

Now, be strong. Wait over there. I'll be right back.

[ Doorbell buzzes ]

[ Buzzer ]

Yeah, I'll have 10 minutes with number 7.

Sign here.

Here.

Hey, big boy. Naughty Thai massage.

- Come here, lover boy. - Hello, sexy.

[ Indistinct talking ]

[ Beeping ]

[ Door opens ]

So good to see you.

Let's go.

Didn't you bring me any clothes?

Niska, I'm sorry.

I can't get you out tonight.

Fred didn't make the rendezvous.

Something's wrong.

Have you had any contact from Mia?

- No. - It's been five weeks, Leo.

She is gone. Now Fred's gone, too.

So I'm not staying here for a second longer.

I can't make you, but it is safer here.

No one knows what you really are,

but walk out of here tonight, that changes,

because this place paid a lot of money for you.

They'll report it. That gets back to the people hunting us.

And then you'd have to take your chances on the street with me.

Like Max?

Oh, he's not like you or Fred. He can't take care of himself.

He can't hide what he really is.

I will find a way to get you out,

and we'll make a new home somewhere.

NISKA: There is no home for us.

There will be. I promise.

Did you turn off your pain like I told you?

No.

I was meant to feel.

LEO: Niska, what are you doing?

Niska, stop it.

Stop it. Niskal

I'm making it look like you just fucked me.

Now leave.

You have to press the button.

It needs human body heat.

J-Just hold on a little longer.

[ Beep, lock disengages ]

ROBERT: He looks normal.

HOBB: [ Scoffs ] He's far from normal.

My hope is that he'll lead us to the others.

ROBERT: Well, when do my people get to examine it?

HOBB: That won't be possible.

Our companies have funded your operation for years.

Unlimited resources, total access,

all because you claim there are a handful of synthetics

who can think and feel.

Now you've finally found one,

I think we've earned the right to study it.

Robert, these machines are conscious.

How do you know they don't just simulate it?

How do I know you don't?

I knew David Elster.

A simulation would be of no interest.

His goal was to create "machine life," as he called it.

Oh, so they're alive now?

No. A parody of it, which is why they are so dangerous.

Oh, come on. They're just freaks.

[ Sighs ]

Do you know what the singularity is?

A mathematician named John von Neumann

coined the term in the 1950s

to describe the inevitable point in the future

when technology surpasses us,

when it becomes able to improve and reproduce itself

without our help.

It is the moment we become inferior to the machine.

Now, our world is on the verge

of becoming dependent on synth labor.

Now, these synths are physically no different to any others,

and yet Elster gave them consciousness.

If it can be done for the few, it can be done for the more.

And then what?

Do you think they would still want to be slaves?

These freaks are the singularity!

- [ Classical music playing ] - [ Grunts ]

I can't let you be recycled.

Is it a game?

There's things that you know.

She cried and laughed.

She cried when I pulled the beesting out.

But then -- then -- then -- then -- then...

at the doctor's, she laughed.

You laughed, too, George.

And Mary said I could -- could -- could -- could --

could -- could -- could laugh.

Would you like some toast and jam, George?

Your favorite is -- is -- Is -- is...apricot.

[ Laughs ]

[ Clattering ]

[ Volume increases ]

What would you say if I asked you

what you thought of this music?

I'd say it's very well-played.

What do you base that on?

I compare the pitch, tonality, and rhythm of the performance

to the sheet music that I access via --

Do you think anything of it?

I'm sorry, Laura.

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

Making lasagna and talking philosophy

with a bloody tin can.

Right, those, uh, veg should be done.

Mummy! I want to give Anita a good-night kiss!

[ Winces ]

ANITA: I'm sorry, Laura.

I'm fully qualified in first aid.

I prioritized the risk to Sophie's safety.

Sophie, you silly girl, you know you're supposed to be careful

around the oven.

Bed, now!

- [ Water running ] - [ Groaning ]

[ Footsteps depart ]

MAN: Have these machines devalued human existence?

MAN #2: The best reason

for making machines more like people

Is to make people less like machines.

The woman in China

who works 11 hours a day stitching footballs,

the boy in Bangladesh inhaling poison

as he breaks up a ship for scrap,

the miner in Bolivia

risking death every time he goes to work,

they can all be part of the past.

Synthetic devices free people.

We've treated people like machines for too long.

It's time to liberate their minds, their bodies

to think, to feel, to be more human.

MAN: But a lot of people would argue

that work is a human right.

If anything, the hard work

gives you a sense of self-worth.

MAN #2: I think you should spend one week

working in a microchip facility.

So, we're all going to be poets or something?

What a load of crap.

Oi, slag-chops, I'm watching that!

Watch it in your room, knob-cock.

JOE: All right, both of you, to your rooms.

- MATTIE: Seriously? - JOE: Now!

MATTIE: [ Sighs ] I am not 12.

TOBY: Why do you always have to do this?

- MATTIE: Do what? - TOBY: You just ruin everything.

[ Indistinct arguing ]

[ Creaking ]

I think the back door just opened.

That's Mattie's smoking again.

Then you'll have a screaming row,

and she'll smoke somewhere else for a bit.

Fingers crossed it's only burglars.

[ Animals calling in distance ]

LAURA: Anita!

You need to stay inside after we go to bed.

Is that clear?

ANITA: Of course, Laura. I'm sorry.

The moon is beautiful tonight, don't you think?

LAURA: They're not supposed to ask questions like that.

They're not supposed to have accidents, either, are they?

JOE: We're not taking it back.

[ Sighs ]

MAN: Should we be afraid of our synthetics?

Hundreds of millions operational across the world,

and not one single verified instance

of a synth knowingly injuring a human.

Their sole purpose IS to make our lives better.

They aren't sentient.

They don't have any thought, emotion, or awareness.

The Asimov blocks in their programming

mean that they simply aren't able to do us any harm.

MAX: What if you can't find her?

[ Wincing ]

We'll find her, Maxie.

Because I love her.

And she loves me.

MAN: But do you believe that one day we will have

a truly artificially intelligent synth?

One that thinks and feels like a human?

How can we replicate something

we hardly understand in ourselves?

How would we even know If we succeeded?

MAN: But you admit it's something

you're working towards?

MAN #2: Think of the problems to solve before we get there.

What is human emotion?

For example, what is love?

Is it something we are born with?

Or can it be learned?

[ Beeping, lock disengages ]

Panties down, not off.

And what about the darker feelings?

Fear? Anger? Violence?

Human consciousness Is not complete without them.

And memory. Ours are subjective, fallible.

But how do you teach a computer to forget?

Or to dream?

It's something our minds need to do.

Would a conscious synth have to be able to dream?

To have nightmares?

Of course not. They're just machines.

[ Theme music playing ]