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[theme music]
Breaking news, and financial markets around the world
are in chaos right now, as unidentified panic
pushes global investors
to either cease trading or sell up altogether.
The knock-on effects may well be catastrophic
for the entire world economy.
Regulators believe the entire system
is now at risk of freezing up,
in what's been described as a flash crash.
Are you happy with that?
I have just had to make up the most ridiculous excuse
to explain that fucking performance up there.
This better be good, Alex,
because I have tried to be patient...
- [man] Guys... - Not now.
- Seriously. - Fuck off!
Do you see this?
These cameras are everywhere.
In every room.
[laughs]
He was very thorough, I have to give him that.
That's the whole reason we pay Genoud a fucking fortune
to sweep this place.
Do you not understand what's going on?
Who do you think put all of these up here?
He has us under surveillance 24 hours a day.
No, no.
Look. Who organized these?
It's a perfect fucking bugging device, isn't it?
No, think about it, they're always on you.
They're always listening. Oh, do you have the book?
- Yeah. - Merci. Merci.
The only thing I don't understand
is why he did all the other stuff.
And what other stuff is that?
Oh, you know, the offshore account in the Caymans, the...
transferring money in and out,
the emails in my name,
I mean, giving the intruder the passwords
to my fucking house... I mean, see. Look at this.
This book that someone gave to me,
or better yet, that I supposedly gave myself...
[laughs]
Look at this man.
He's being manipulated. No. Quite literally.
He's the subject of an experiment
to induce the facial symptoms of fear
in order to capture them on camera.
Okay, Alex. Okay, that's...
- That's great. Alex. - No.
No, no. No.
This is exactly
what's happening to me! Don't you get it?
I am the subject of an experiment.
I'm being monitored, all the time.
Give me the fucking book.
Now, we will come back to that.
Now, before we speak to Genoud,
there's something you need to know.
Okay.
We've lost our grip on VIXAL.
- It's taken off the delta hedge. - What?
No.
What?
No, no, no.
No, these trades, uh...
These are completely out of whack. I...
This is not what I programmed it to do.
Maybe not. But that's what it's doing.
So, Genoud may be the least of our problems.
Coincidence, do you think?
The day Genoud tries to fuck us,
suddenly, VIXAL goes crazy?
No, no, no, he's working with someone,
he's double-crossed us.
I could rip his fucking head off.
Jesus... Rip his head off?
Do you know how much of myself I've put into this?
Into this program, into this company?
And you want him to take it from us?
[suspenseful music]
[machine buzzing]
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
What the hell?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
- [dial tone trilling] - [sobs]
- [automated message in French] - Fuck!
- [automated message in French] - Jesus, Alex! Ugh!
[in French]
[foreboding music]
- Let me get him talking. - Yeah.
Well, now. As you can see, Maurice,
we've been doing a spot of DIY in here.
As head of security,
do you have any explanation for this?
Well, do you?
Do I?
What?
Who are you working for?
You can tell us.
Or perhaps, you'd like to tell the police?
Dr. Hoffman instructed me to do it.
[chuckles]
Fucking liar!
This guy...
- This guy... - You gave me instructions
when you moved into these offices
to set up concealed cameras in every room.
Cover everything.
He's the company president, so I did as he asked.
I asked you to film my company?
To bug my phone?
I'm sorry, Genoud,
but I don't recall that conversation.
I never said we had a conversation.
I only ever received instructions by email.
And you didn't think that that was a little bizarre?
You didn't think to follow up verbally?
The emails specifically said not to mention it in person.
Show us these emails.
He's obviously working with somebody.
He's too much of a fucking idiot.
We need to hold his feet to the fire.
There.
Oi. He's right.
Some of these go back over a year.
It's your address on all of them.
Well, I didn't send them.
Where does all the information go?
- From the cameras? - Where you requested it to.
It would have to be thousands of hours of footage.
More than anyone could look at. You'd have to have a whole team.
And even then, you wouldn't have enough hours in the day.
I was just doing what you asked me.
What's at 54 Route De Clerval?
The warehouse that contains all your servers.
What?
You asked me to fortify a disused facility off the grid.
54 Route de Clerval houses
all of the computers you ordered.
All of your specifications,
all installed the way you instructed.
Look at all this stuff. This is insane.
[suspenseful music]
[Alex] You son of a bitch.
You filmed my fucking wife?
I only did what you asked me to do.
Are you fucking kidding me? I wouldn't ask you to do that!
Are you insane?
You son of a bitch!
- [knocking] - Come in!
Dr. Hoffman, your wife has called me on my cell phone.
She can't get through to the office.
She needs to speak to you.
Can I have some privacy, please?
My office.
[Alex] Gabby.
[Gabby] You had cameras in our bedroom.
No.
- In our bathroom. - No. It wasn 't me.
Alex?
Baby, I know what's going on,
and I'm gonna fix it. Okay?
Was there even an intruder last night?
What?
- Did anyone even break in? - Yes. Of course there was,
I saw him today.
You saw him? Where? What happened?
I have to see you.
- Where are you? - I'm at the office.
Okay. My love, you stay there.
You stay there, and I'm going to come and find you.
[in French]
[breathes deeply]
You're needed on the floor, Alex.
[Alex] What's going on?
Trades have stopped on Tropix Pharmaceuticals,
the closing price is up over 900 percent.
Okay, so what?
Trading's stopped because we own it.
Tropix is now owned by 14 different companies,
those companies hold the majority on Tropix shares.
They own the whole thing.
As of 27 minutes ago, Hoffman Investment Technologies
owns every one of those 14 companies.
We've purchased them all.
So we own and control Tropix.
I didn't authorize that.
Whether you authorized it or not, VIXAL's hoovering up.
Alex, can I talk to you for a second?
[indistinct chatter]
It's acting independently.
What did you say?
We're no longer in control.
It's making choices.
It's learning and adapting.
It's maximizing profits,
but in a way that's far more creative
than I ever thought possible.
Maximizing profits? For who?
- Genoud? - No, forget Genoud.
This is bigger than that.
It's sentient.
VIXAL is sentient.
The emails, the surveillance, the buying up companies.
I think it's even laying the high-speed cabling outside.
Alex...
It's making us money.
- Isn't that what we do here? - Money?
Forget money for once, Hugo!
Forget money!
This isn't about money, it's beyond that!
I designed it to learn.
And it's big, and it's powerful, and it has no conscience.
Do you understand how fucking dangerous that is?
I'm shutting VIXAL down, right now.
Hey, everyone, listen up!
Everybody, come out, come out of your offices.
Come out here, I need to talk to you.
Gather round, okay? Listen.
I need to speak to you. Come here. Come on!
Okay.
Listen, I know today has been a little erratic.
I've been a little erratic. And I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, but something really big is happening,
and we need to take VIXAL offline.
Do you understand?
Okay. So, I want you guys all
to start dismantling our positions
that we've built up since this morning.
I don't know how long it's gonna take,
so we need to get the delta back in line,
hedge it out with longs in other markets,
and even liquidate if you have to.
Do you understand?
I'm concerned about the mental capacity of our leader.
Okay, so what do we do?
Nothing yet, because none of us know
how to work his fucking program.
[Alex] I know it's been a hell of a day, all right.
We have just over three hours till America closes.
So, let's get to it, okay?
Now! Let's go!
- I hope you're right about this. - Of course I'm right.
Dr. Hoffman!
Dr. Hoffman!
There's another problem.
What fucking problem?
I wanted to put the manual override on,
but I've been denied access.
[man] Access denied.
That's impossible.
God. We're up 300 million for the day.
Let's just leave the fucking thing to it!
It's making us a bloody fortune.
No!
No! Goddamn it! No!
It's shut us out of our own fucking business!
We can't just let VIXAL do whatever it wants.
I'm pulling the plug on the whole thing.
Shutting it down abruptly,
that's gonna cause us major problems.
[suspenseful music]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Leclerc in French]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[Gabby in French]
Couldn't go through with it then?
What?
It's still trading.
Someone check the power.
I know the difference between on and off, Hugo.
- And I turned it fucking off. - Power's off!
Well, we're still trading.
Perhaps if you'd heeded my warning you might not...
Oh, my God! Why are you still here? Leave!
You might be interested to know I have an appointment
at the Geneva Finance Ministry tomorrow morning.
You all face prosecution, imprisonment,
and millions in fines
if you conspire in the running
of a company that is unfit to trade.
Alex. Before I...
Get the fuck off my floor!
Hugo, enough.
Continue, Marieme.
I've worked at several financial institutions.
Most of them full of the type of greed and arrogance
that makes up so much of Mr. Quarry's character.
Then I came to work here,
and I thought I would have a different experience
because I'd be working for you.
I believed you had an integrity
that is seldom found in this industry.
However, seeing what has gone on today,
it saddens me that I was terribly wrong.
I hope whatever comes out of today, Alex,
you manage to find your way back to where you started.
[foreboding music]
[rattling]
[in French]
Marieme, wait.
Let's leave her to it.
No. She's right.
Marieme! Wait.
Please! Let's talk, okay?
I'm sorry, Alex, there's nothing more to say.
I did try to warn you about VIXAL.
- Perhaps you should have listened. - [elevator chimes]
- Marieme, just wait. No, no! - [screams]
[loud thud]
[gasps]
[alarm buzzing]
Everyone, stay where you are! It's not a fire alarm.
[grunts]
[speaking in French]
[Hugo] Fuck.
Marieme!
Marieme!
Marieme!
[elevator chimes]
Do you know who that is?
Yeah, that's an employee... ex-employee.
Marieme Sagnane.
Alex was just speaking to her, I didn't see anything.
[breathes shakily]
[grunts]
[exhales sharply]
Okay.
Where is Dr. Hoffman?
I don't know. He's not here.
[ominous music]
[grunts]
[in French]
[groans]
Okay, I need to go to Dr. Hoffman's office.
Yeah, please.
[panting]
[car lock beeps]
- Give me your keys. - Dr. Hoffman?
- Give me your fucking keys! - All right.
And your phone, give me your phone.
Open it!
Here.
[engine roars]
[rattles]
Alex!
[inhales deeply]
[huffs]
[cell phone vibrates]
Hello?
- Hugo, it's me. - Alex, where the hell are you?
It doesn't matter.
- What did you do to Marieme? - I didn't do anything.
She was threatening VIXAL, not me.
You're saying VIXAL did that?
That's exactly what I'm saying!
- I need to kill it. - You have to kill it?
What the fuck are you talking about?
It's an algorithm!
Whose number is this?
Alex, you should come back here and talk to the police.
Don't make this any worse for yourself.
Alex?
[sniffs]
Numero five.
[beeping]
Numero cinq. [clears throat]
Four hundred fifty francs, please.
And some matches too, please.
[machine beeping]
Um, it's been declined, sir. Refusé.
What?
[in French]
I have cash in the car.
Desolé.
One second. Sorry.
[chatter in French]
[tires screech]
Monsieur! Monsieur! Monsieur!
[Hugo] He said he was going to kill it.
- Kill what? - VIXAL...
It's his algorithm.
Computer program.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[Leclerc sighs]
If he wanted to "kill it" as you say,
where would he go to do that?
This one?
Thank you.
[dramatic music]
[automated voice in French]
Come on, open up...
[gate rattles]
[car engine ignites]
[ominous music]
[speaking in French]
You were supposed to look after him, Hugo!
What exactly was I supposed to do?
- Get him off for murder? - Oh, fuck off, Hugo!
This is not how I saw the day going!
Three hundred million,
and he couldn't keep it together for one fucking day!
[in French]
[Alex grunts]
[gate rattles]
[grunts]
[gate rattles]
[Hugo] He's lost it, by the way.
He's gonna torch it.
Torch what?
The warehouse.
Yeah, he bought a bloody warehouse.
That's where he's been storing all this data
that he's been collecting on everyone.
You want to know what he just told me?
He's not responsible for any of it, VIXAL did it.
Like I said, he's fucking gone.
Where is it? Where's the warehouse?
Go home, Gabby!
Where is the fucking warehouse, Hugo? Now!
You tell me now.
Or I swear to God, I will give the police
every bit of dirt I've got on you.
And you will never work again.
Alex has got all of it.
Maybe he trusted you a little less than you thought.
[ominous music]
Hello, old friend.
[foreboding music]
[indistinct chatter over monitor]
[siren blaring]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[indistinct chatter over monitor]
[siren blaring]
[foreboding music]
[foreboding music continues]
[in French]
I have to, please. I have to go inside. Please.
Jesus Christ...
[buzzing]
[reporter in French]
[buzzing continues]
[dramatic music]
[Alex] No, no, no.
What are you doing here?
No...
[woman] Madame!
- [Leclerc] Madame Hoffman! - Madame!
- Madame! - Madame Hoffman!
[foreboding music]
[breathes shakily]
[sighs]
Hey, baby.
I need you to come outside with me.
I can't do that.
I'd like to show you something.
Please.
Jesus Christ, what is this?
VIXAL has exceeded my expectations.
It's doing terrible things.
It believes that's what I programmed it to do.
Identify weaknesses, exploit them.
It doesn't know it's doing anything wrong. I...
I guess I find that quite touching.
The problem is,
I only programmed it to register fear.
It has no concept of other human emotions.
In all the years, I've thought about how it could work,
I never really considered what would happen if it did.
It will keep going...
trying to please its maker.
[indistinct chatter over monitor]
[Gabby] What the fuck?
Even if that means destroying him.
It won't stop unless I stop it.
When you told me
that you were going to have a baby,
I was...
absolutely terrified.
How was I going to cope with a...
with a real child?
How was I...
going to nurture it?
Be a father.
When we lost him...
[dramatic music]
I was relieved...
[breathes shakily]
...because you wouldn't see me fail.
For that, I'm so ashamed.
I'm so fucking sorry. I'm so sorry...
It's because I don't understand the sadness that you felt.
But I... [sniffles]
I think I understand it now.
I think I do.
- Oh, my love. - I'm so sorry that I failed you.
This has been the best time of my life.
My time with you.
And mine.
I know you love me.
But right now, I need you to let me help you.
So, please come outside.
Please, Alex.
- Come with me. - [Alex exhales deeply]
[indistinct chatter over monitor]
Okay.
[gate rattles]
[indistinct chatter]
- I didn't buy your work today. - What?
But I wanted to because you're brilliant
and I love you so much.
- No! No, no, no! - Madame Hoffman. Madame Hoffman.
[speaking in French]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
I'm sorry.
[fire crackles]
[crackling]
[coughs]
[explosion]
[gasps]
[sobbing]
[Leclerc speaking in French]
[dramatic music]
[machine beeping]
[doctor] Second-degree burns over 40 percent of his body,
third-degree burns over 25 percent of his body.
Obviously, the next 24 hours are critical.
I'll check back in with you a little later.
Thank you.
[machine beeping]
[exhales deeply]
[Lin] Thought you'd have gone to the hospital.
- How's Alex? - How do you think he is?
Why are you still here?
We thought we should, uh...
steer the ship.
Yeah, well, I'm back.
So you should just go home, get some sleep.
I'll deal with this.
[Leclerc in French]
- So you can charge him? - No.
[dramatic music]
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