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WORLD ASTRONAUTICAL ORGANISATION

Director! Captain Pirx has arrived.

PIRX'S ADVENTURES

Based on Stanislaw Lem's works, written by:

Cast:

Part 5.

* Event at 127 Hours 25 Mins *

- Director! Captain Pirx has arrived. - Send him in!

- Welcome! Sit down! - Thank you.

Captain, we have a proposition for you.

A fairly original proposition, actually. It's about an experiment.

First of all, I'd like to ask you to treat the information...

...I'm about to tell you as confidential, please.

- Can you promise me that? - No.

- Or at least, not until you tell me more. - Of course.

You're not in the habit of signing up for something you haven't seen yet, right?

I should have expected this, from what I heard about you. Care for a smoke?

Thank you, but no.

This whole thing is about a test flight.

- A new kind of spaceship? - No.

- A new kind of crew. - Crew?

And what's my part in it?

The thorough assessment of the crew's suitability. I can't tell you more.

So, can I count on your discretion?

- Well, if I deem it agreeable, of course. - Agreeable?

- And acceptable. - In what sense?

I'm talking about conscience.

All right.

It's a mission from Earth.

- A round trip? - Yes.

You'd fly round Saturn and place a new, automatic satellite in orbit there.

- But that's the Joviander. - Yes.

One of its components. I mean the satellites.

But there's another factor.

The crew. As I've already mentioned.

As you know, substituting humans with multifunctioned machines

has already been a possibility for a long time.

Scientific development has achieved

micro-miniaturisation at the molecular level.

Ours experts have already produced the prototypes of

a quasi-crystalline brain which is equivalent to that of a human.

And now, certain companies wish to start

the mass-production of human-like automota,

specifically designed for astronautical purposes.

I've heard about this.

And what's your opinion?

I don't really like it.

I don't think humanity is ready for the appearance

of artificial humanoids on such a large scale.

But I'm afraid, individual opinions don't count for much in this case.

Well, of course, the real question is

whether they are indeed equivalent to a human?

But, I suppose you didn't ask me to come here to philosophise.

The engineers are expecting objections

from the media and certain institutions,

so they intend to give us some of their robots for further experiments.

We have to determine whether they are suitable

for the navigation of interstellar spaceships.

You are one of the directors of the World Astronautical Organisation...

So, what's your opinion?

I can tell you this much:

most of us at the directorate

were not too happy to hear this suggestion.

But, there are some technocrats amongst us as well.

And in addition, the companies brought up some fresh arguments,

namely,

that the robots can navigate the spaceships

much more safely than humans.

Their reactions are quicker, they don't need to sleep,

they don't know fatigue,

they don't need food, oxygen, etc.

You can see that these are strong arguments,

so we had to allow at least one test.

I'm beginning to understand the nature of my task with this special crew.

You would be their commander.

In the two week period you could find out everything

find out everything about their capabilities.

And you could give us a detailed report upon your return,

about not just the professional, but the psychological factors

you had to face as well.

I don't like this whole thing.

You're just looking at it from a wrong perspective.

But that's no problem, it just makes you a more suitable person for the job.

If in the end, there are counter-arguments,

you'll insist on them more thoroughly.

Welcome, Captain Pirx. I'm McGuirr, manager of Super Electronics.

The crew, please!

Guys! He will be your commander!

Captain Pirx.

To avoid any misunderstandings, I must inform you straight away, Captain,

that some of the crew are born humans,

whereas others are not.

All of them are familiar with their own ancestry,

but know nothing about that of the others.

Please, don't ask them about their ancestry,

because they were specifically instructed to give

the following response, if asked about their origins:

"I am a normal human."

Nobody told me about this yet.

Pardon me, but the contract clearly stated

that the crew is of 'a new kind'.

But nowhere does it say that this crew would be manned only by robots.

We simply just want to make sure

you will be impartial towards them.

You are to write a report about each and every crew member upon return.

We're just trying to ensure the perfect environment

for your complete impartiality.

Thank you. But I still find this whole thing unclear.

Unclear? You're are free to do with them whatever you want.

I can ensure you that they'll all obey your commands.

So, am I not allowed to ask them about it?

Of course you can ask them!

But it could give you an unpleasant feeling to know

that some of them are certainly not telling you the truth!

Wouldn't it be better just to avoid that?

Their answer will always be: "I'm a normal human."

But it won't always be true.

What about you?

What? Me?

- That was a good one! - I'd like to talk to my... "men".

Is it their field of expertise that interests you, perhaps?

Anyway, I won't interfere. Just go ahead. Go ahead, please.

John Massena, pilot.

Harry Brown, nuclear physicist.

Hans Krug, cybernetic doctor.

Andy Thomson, radio operator.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Captain, you underestimated us...

It's not that easy to distinguish our sons from the real ones!

Tell me!

Do the ones, who are not humans also behave like normal people?

- Do they eat, do they drink? - Of course.

What for?

For the illusion, of course. I mean for those around them.

And can you distinguish them?

Yes. But only because I know them.

Obviously one could use certain violent methods to find out,

but you are not planning on raising an axe to them, are you?

I couldn't do it anyway.

After all they look like humans in every aspects.

Tell me, do they breathe, do they cough, do they blush?

They do all that. Of course, there are smaller differences,

but only a doctor could notice them.

- What about psychic differences? - What do you mean?

For example, can they lie, and if so, to what degree?

Can they lose their temper?

Yes, all those are possible.

We designed perfect human-replicas,

although the probability of losing self-control, or snapping

is much smaller than in the case

of a human being under similar stress.

- Do you have any tests about that? - Of course.

And the results?

Humans are much less trustworthy.

And what would a robot do, if I try to smash his face in?

He'd defend himself.

- Would he want to kill me as well? - No, he'd just defend himself.

And what if the only possible self-defence is to attack?

Then he'd attack.

Just like a human.

I'll sign the contract.

This way, please!

Captain Pirx!

You can tell your bosses, that I'll do my best

to bring out the worst from your machines.

We hope you're gonna do just exactly that! Because even

at theirs worst, they are better than humans!

We'll see. I'm leaving now. I want to take command of the spaceship today.

We're going to start tomorrow morning.

My helicopter is here. Can I give you a lift?

Thank you, I'd rather use the metro. I don't like risky things.

Brown!

Yes, Sir!

- Are you superstitious? - No, Sir!

- Do you like meat-pancake? - So-so.

- Can I go now? - You can.

- Welcome, Captain Pirx! - Greetings, Jan Gutter!

Commander! We set up the main computer.

Departure: at 0 hours. Turn back: at 127 hours 26 min.

Event: at 127 hours 25 min.

That is the time, when a type Z satellite

is to be placed in orbit around Saturn.

Since this action can only be carried out

at full engine capacity,

the danger of radiation will be extremely high

at the time of this event.

Acceleration: 250.

Engine: 70.

Radiation shield: 200.

Thank you.

As you can see, we programmed twice the amount

of the usual radiation shield for 127 hours 25 mins.

Because this is a special operation, we received the command

that we can only give the lock combination

of the computer centre to you.

And after that, I must ask you to destroy it.

- Safe journey, Captain Pirx! - Thank you.

Automatic control!

Captain Pirx!

- Who's that? - I can't tell you that.

Who are you?

There is no point turning on the videophone.

You couldn't identify me even if you saw me.

I generate sounds electronically.

I don't need to move my lips.

Anyway, I'm sure, you noticed that I'm using your voice.

Don't leave!

Listen to me!

- Can you see me? - No.

I'm just able to perceive your reactions.

I'm a robot.

My goal is to make sure, the robots win.

Therefore I want you to have a good opinion about us.

You're trying to negotiate with me in secret using an altered voice,

and you expect me to have a good opinion about you?

I'm not talking about that kind of opinion.

Your mission is to report your opinion about our capabilities.

There you go, switching things again.

You think you could identify me that easily?

Face the facts! Our logic and skills are way beyond that of humans.

What are you trying to say with that?

I'm saying that by giving a good opinion about us, you are

supporting the continuous development of the world.

You've been given a chance, to discover that we, machines

are the only possible option to discover the universe.

This is a kind of discovery that not even

the greatest scientists could fathom.

I don't believe in these kind of discoveries.

Especially not after such a negotiation.

- These circumstances... - This is the problem with you, humans.

You always get tangled in circumstances and sentiments,

and you are unable to concentrate on the most important thing.

But despite that, we created the current level of technology.

Including you robots!

I'm not discrediting your merits.

Humans created the previous stages of development.

But once in space, further evolution cannot be entrusted

to emotional, fussy and hasty beings.

Better logical abilities and

greater efforts towards safety are required for this.

It's in the best interest of humanity itself that capable robots

should take charge of cosmonautics, science and development.

In other words, you want to take power for yourself,

and you're asking me to help you in that.

I'm asking for your help to create a better world.

Tell me! How long do you intend to carry on with this joke?

This is not a joke.

And remember, we do NOT know the word "joke".

Are you threatening me?

No, I'm only informing you.

It's not really logical that you inform me of this.

But yes, it IS logical.

I had to offer you a chance for cooperation.

Except that I'm a human, and I can't take part in a robot's game!

That's why what you're saying is illogical!

Listen, Captain.

I want to prove that robots are more valuable than humans.

It's possible that some of you might even die for this reason.

I decided to talk to you like this because

even when you know about my ideas and plans,

you'll still be unable to defend against them.

Such is your inferiority to us.

We are testing you on the same way as you're testing us.

This experiment is mutual.

You don't like it, Captain?

I'm not particularly hungry.

People don't eat because they're hungry, but because it's time.

This was a bad joke, don't you think?

People get a hole in their stomach if they don't eat regularly.

On the other hand, robots only eat out of politeness.

Bon appetit, my friends.

You're so quiet! One can even hear

the sound of the cogwheels in your head!

I would like to talk to you.

Please. Take a seat.

I want to tell you something, but promise me you won't tell it to anybody.

Is it a secret?

All right, I won't tell anybody.

- So? - I'm a human.

I'm telling you this because I want to help you.

When I applied for the job, I didn't know what it's all about.

I only found out, when they actually chose me.

I've got a fiancee. We want to get married.

We had some financial setbacks.

But this job just came in time, because they gave me 8000 in advance,

and I get the same amount upon return as well, regardless of the results.

I don't know any of the other three.

So, I can't be certain about them, but I have a suspicion...

What?

I believe the brown-haired guy, Massena, is not a human.

What makes you think that?

Lots of small, seemingly trivial things.

But adding them up, they must mean something.

First of all, whether he's standing or sitting, he keeps still like a sculpture.

And humans are unable to keep still for too long.

You have a point there.

And?

He eats everything.

- What do you mean everything? - Everything, whatever he gets.

He absolutely doesn't care. But all humans

prefer some foods and dislike others.

This doesn't prove anything yet.

Of course not, but adding all these things together... Think about it!

- And one more thing! - Well?

He didn't write any letters while we're down below.

Of course, I can't be absolutely sure about this,

but for example I clearly saw Thomson

sending a letter from the space station.

Tell me! Are you actually allowed to send letters?

No.

I see all of you keep yourselves to the conditions of your contract.

- Why didn't you keep your promise? - Me?

What do you mean, Captain?

You gave your word to keep your identity a secret.

Oh, that? Yes, I promised that, but I presume there are certain situations

when it's not just somebody's option, but his sole duty to break his promise.

- Brown, you've been paid 8000. - Yes, so what?

They hired me as a reactor physicist. After all,

I'm a reactor physicist, and not a bad one, for that matter.

Upon our return you'll get another 8000 for these two weeks.

You were also paid this money in return for your discretion.

Are you mad at me for coming here, and telling you all this?

No. I'm not mad at you. Not at all.

But tell me! What can I gain from you

telling me your suspicions about Massena?

Pardon me, Captain. If it's like that, this whole thing was a misunderstanding.

I just wanted to help.

I thought this is my moral duty,

but if you think that... In other words, just forget about it!

Wait.

Look Brown, this whole thing is not that simple.

You approached me in good faith, and I should appreciate that!

But while good faith is one thing, cool reasoning is quite another.

Let's suppose that thanks to you, now I can be certain

of the identity of you and Massena.

Suppose?

What if your whole story is just a trap?

...with which you could not only deceive me, but at the same time prove

that I'm willing to breach my contract by

trying to find out who is and who isn't a robot.

- But why I would deceive you? - Why not?

Thomson?

Something's wrong with my communication system.

Check it, please!

Why don't you answer?

Thomson!

Thomson!

Why are you not at your place?

I took a small walk.

I had a bit of a headache.

I see.

A number 8!

Krug!

Krug! Why aren't you at your place?

Am I disturbing you?

Please, take a seat!

Thank you.

What do you want?

I came in order to tell you,

that I'm NOT a human.

What?

I said, I'm not a human.

- So you're a robot? - Yes.

And I'm on your side in this experiment.

Sure.

Of course.

- You don't believe me? - Why wouldn't I?

And since you decided to be so confidential with me,

I'll tell you something as well, if you don't mind.

Go ahead.

I'm also a robot.

But I'm on the humans' side, since selfish interests do not interest me.

Don't joke with me, Commander.

Please, understand! I am actually driven by

selfish interests when I'm revealing myself to you.

Ah! This question is getting more and more complicated, don't you think?

On the other hand. It's quite simple.

If you were to give a positive report about us, robots,

that will cause a boom in production. Mass production would start.

While it's just me, another one, or let's say, ten more of us,

we could just disappear in the crowd, unnoticed.

My future, our future will be similar to that of the majority of the people,

with the essential difference,

that our intelligence, and numerous other abilities

are missing from average humans.

Therefore we could become very successful

if mass production doesn't take place.

I see.

And the other members of the crew?

I don't know.

I mean, I can't say for sure. And I could do

a lot of harm with empty suggestions.

- So, you're a robot? - Yes.

And... Could you tell me something about yourself?

- Things that could be helpful... - I know what you mean.

No. I don't know anything about my construction.

Just as you don't know your own anatomy and physiology,

unless you've read some books about the subject.

I wasn't thinking about that.

Were you thinking about my cerebral functions, and psychological matters?

No, I don't know them either...

Sure, but you must have some experiences.

I would rather call them observations.

I observed for example, that some of the things

humans engage with, do not interest me.

For example, literary works and plays hardly affect me

any more than uninteresting gossip,

which can't really be used to obtain useful information.

Do you approach everything in terms of its usefulness?

Of course.

And what if you come to the conclusion that humans are useless?

- But Commander... - I'm just trying to understand your logic.

So you're saying,

that humans always get tangled in circumstances and sentiments,

and are unable to concentrate on the most important thing.

No, I didn't say that,

I just said that things that engage humans do not interest me,

because I am unable to obtain useful knowledge from them.

Does that mean that humans waste their time doing useless things?

Look, What might seem useless to me, a robot,

is not necessarily seen as pointless to humans.

I am also a doctor.

I've often pondered about the structure of the human brain.

And I realised that this brain is able

to come to useful conclusions from seemingly useless information.

For example:

From emotions, insights, latent or inexplicable memory traces.

Or even from certain moods!

By comparison, we can only confront new situations

using previously programmed information,

although in this respect our abilities are unique.

And tell me! Has it never occurred to you that these abilities

of yours could be much more important

in the space age, than that of the humans'?

I don't think it would be right to set up priorities in this matter.

I think both kind of abilities are needed.

Although not exclusively, but in a cooperative way.

So...

you're suggesting that we should join forces in this thing.

I'm not here to suggest anything.

I'm merely informing you.

Good bye.

Captain?

Yes, Thomson.

We've reached the Asteroid Belt.

Don't you want to take a look?

OK. I'm coming.

I thought you got lost.

This is not my first trip, but I'm always fascinated by this view.

Sit down for a while, Thomson!

Thank you.

You wanted to say something. Go ahead.

I'm afraid...

Just relax! Tell me, is it a private matter?

Yes, absolutely.

Let's just talk as civilians then. What is it?

I'd like you to achieve your goals, so let's start with stating that

I must keep my word, therefore I won't tell you what I am.

But anyway, I would like you to consider me as your ally.

- Would that be logical? - I think so.

If I'm a human, then obviously it's in my interest to be your ally.

But it's also true, if I'm a robot.

Because what would happen to me, when mass production begins?

I'd be classified as a second-class citizen, a sort of modern-day slave,

and I'd be owned by one of the big companies.

So, am I to regard you as an ally?

You don't trust me?

I'm sorry, Thomson, but these words are way too familiar now.

- I didn't think of this. - What do you mean?

That you'd take my approach with such suspicion.

That you could regard it as a well-planned trick.

So, suppose you've made a plan to test us,

and then you tell one of us about it,

because you thought that person to be your ally,

even though in reality he is in the other camp,

then the enemy would gain some strategically valuable information.

I don't understand.

What kind of enemies are you talking about?

We're associates, executing a task.

I just wanted to help, and I didn't expect this.

I was stupid, because, it's obvious, you simply

cannot be honest with me in these matters.

Listen to me, Thomson.

You can still tell me a thing or two.

What could I say after all this?

For example you can talk about your colleagues.

I could give you false information in order to mislead you.

Trust me with this. Do you know something?

I do.

Massena is not a human.

Are you sure?

Not quite, but it's very probable.

What makes you think that?

You probably understand that we are all very curious

about who are and who aren't the humans amongst us.

So we are watching each other.

I see.

I was checking the generators just before departure.

Massena and...

Brown came into the engine room.

- Suddenly I had an idea. - What?

The sample taken from the inside of the reactor was close at hand.

I knew there were lots of strontium isotopes in it.

So, when they came in,

I grabbed it with a clip and I placed it between two lead bricks,

in such a way that they had to cross the beams.

I saw that Massena all of a sudden glanced

at the lead-bricks, and started to hurry.

And Brown?

He did not respond.

This means that Brown is a human,

but Massena is a robot.

If we could be certain that robots have radiation sensors,

this could mean something.

What do you think?

Look. Start with the fact,

that a radioactive sense organ could be very useful.

Especially on a spaceship.

The designers must have thought about this as well.

So, you're saying that Massena has such a sensor?

I didn't say that he has one, I just said that he might.

After all it could also just be a coincidence

that he looked out to the side and hurried on, but I doubt it.

What else have you got?

Nothing else at the moment.

Anyway, I can see it on your face that you don't believe me.

What would you do in my place?

I don't know.

Damn it! The camera fell off!

But this is a murder!

If there's no radio-protection at the moment of the manoeuvre,

all humans will die!

127 hours.

20 minutes.

Here you go, I'm listening.

I don't understand. If I remember well, it was you who called for me.

- Don't you have anything to tell me? - No, I don't.

- Don't you want to inform me of something? - No, I don't.

- So, nothing at all? - Nothing.

I'm keeping to the agreement.

Krug!

What are you doing here?

I thought something was wrong.

There're always on sevens, but now they're on zeroes.

Good, Krug.

You may leave now!

Tell me, Brown. Have you finished the nuclear physics calculations

needed for the deployment of the satellite?

Yes, on arrival at the Cassini division at exactly 127 hours 25 minutes,

the manoeuvre may begin.

Good. Thank you.

Tell me, Thomson, have you noticed any abnormality on the spaceship?

No, nothing.

And how do you feel?

I don't understand the question. How should I? I'm fine, thanks.

If later on you think there is something you should tell me...

I don't think so.

And I'm sorry, but you have no right to question me.

Brown, stand onto 2/4!

This is already a breach of contract!

Thank you for reminding me of what I agreed upon!

Speed: 26.4 - 26.3 - 26.2 - 26.1 Orbital!

Braking is stopped! Reactor is stopped!

- Ship time? - 127 hours 03 min.

Massena, approach the gap!

I think it's unnecessary, Commander.

We are flying in parallel with the Cassini gap without the use of the engine.

I wouldn't want us to make an impact.

Just do it anyway!

As you wish.

But we're close enough to navigate the satellite with radio impulses from here!

Don't argue with me!

- Give me a short drive! - Reactor starting.

Well, these could smash the spaceship to pieces.

There wouldn't be much left of us then.

- Ship time? - 127 hours, 21 minutes

4 minutes until the manoeuvre...

The task:

Placing a type-Z satellite into orbit at 127 hours 25 min.

Since the task is only possible at maximum acceleration,

acceleration starts at the 23 minute point,

at 25 mins acceleration must be 10 units.

Start acceleration!

Acceleration started!

- Satellite? - Ready to launch.

One minute to the manoeuvre.

Particle radiation detected on the spaceship!

- That's impossible. Radiation level? - Not yet dangerous.

- Particle radiation ceased. - We cannot continue the manoeuvre.

Why?

Commander! I suggest we should suspend the manoeuvre!

Something must have happened to the protective shield!

And what do you suggest we should do instead of the manoeuvre?

I suggest we land on one of the moons and examine the shield.

- Execute the launch of the satellite! - I protest!

- Execute!! - Knock-out hydraulics starting!

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0

The satellite got stuck in the launch tube!

Massena, stabilise the spaceship.

It's very difficult, commander. The stuck satellite has blocked the hydraulics.

Brown, turn the hydraulics back on.

I already tried. It doesn't work. The control cable must have been damaged.

Commander, if we can't stabilise the spaceship,

we'll crash at the edge of the Cassini gap!

Increase acceleration!

Remember, the shield fell apart completely! All of us could die!

The reactor!

Massena!

Give me the controls!

Increase acceleration!

Acceleration: 7, 8, 9.

The radiation is increasing!

We must turn off the reactor! We must stop!

We need to get rid of the stuck satellite!

Increase acceleration!

Radiation is still increasing!

Stop the reactor!

The satellite is still in the launch tube!

Start the rocket engines of the satellite!

Massena, increase acceleration!

I can't! The reactor is already overloaded!

Stop the engines! Stop the reactor!

Stop the engines! Stop the reactor!

Believe me, we had no other choice.

But Commander! This was an acceptable solution for the robots only!

What are you saying?

The humans have suffered a lethal dose of radiation.

I warned you to stop the reactor!

If I hadn't manoeuvred, we'd have broken to pieces at the ring!

Get ready to start it again!

Start the reactor!

Reactor starting!

- Is there any hope for us? - None.

A few hours at most.

It seems that the protective shield has completely disintegrated.

And the satellite got stuck.

Don't you think that having two successive

technical malfunctions one after another is a bit strange?

It is as if someone had planned it with mathematical accuracy in advance.

Thomson! How do you think the satellite got stuck?

How could I know? The investigation on Earth will surely find out!

The investigation on Earth will find nothing.

Not even that somebody intentionally blocked the launch tube.

Some traces must have remained,

if everything happened as you're suggesting, Commander!

And what if somebody poured some water into it?

Which would instantly freeze in space,

but which could also be vaporised in a second by the satellite's rockets?

Why do you think that, Captain?

Somebody got in to the computer centre.

That's impossible! Only you knew the code, Commander!

And another person...

who learned the code by using a cam-recorder built into the wall.

I've found it.

You've a very good imagination, Commander.

But he made a bit of mistake, though!

After closing I always set the code as number 7s,

and there was a number eight in it once.

This proves nothing! Even you can make a mistake by accident!

I have to admit, this person came up with a brilliant idea.

I'm not thinking about the water now, but that he reprogrammed the computer.

He literally made an executioner out of it!

And at 127 hours 25 min,

at the moment of the event,

he zeroed the radiation-shield for a minute!

And he also froze the satellite into the tube,

forcing us to launch it with maximum acceleration!

I don't understand, Captain!

Why was it necessary to freeze the satellite?

After all even a normal acceleration would mean a lethal dose

once the radiation shield is zeroed.

Yes.

But there was need for the instruments to register the maximum velocity as well.

But why?

Why?

So that after this person has removed the traces in the computer,

he can then prove before the commission of inquiry on Earth

that the lethal radiation was caused by the overheated reactor.

Bravo, Captain!

You're not far behind us robots in terms of logic and wits.

Too bad you won't be able to repeat all this on Earth!

Brown!

Quiet, guys!

You should just spend the remaining couple of hours in silence.

You received a lethal radiation dose, and we, the robots, won this competition!

This was an unfair competition.

- I am a robot, but... - Enough!

I say it also! Enough of this!

Take out the radiation level records!

By God! These are all clear!

- We'll survive! - I don't understand, how is it possible?

The radiometer was showing it!

The radio-protection was zeroed for 127 hours 25 min.

Because I had set the time 5 mins ahead in the time centre.

This way the execution of the event was at 127 hours 20 min,

when the radio-protection was still complete.

At 127 hours 25 min, or rather, at 30 according to deck time,

the reactor was already stopped!

- But the radiometer clearly signalled... - Just watch this!

Do you get it now?

It was me who controlled the instrument!

There wasn't any radiation at all.

Stop!

Massena, don't let him!

The spaceship... he'd destroy it!

Full acceleration!

But Krug was also a robot. And Krug was honest.

Yes, because that's what his logic dictated to him.

But he would have acted on an entirely different way,

if this hadn't been in his interest.

What do you think is missing from these robots?

Look, their logic is excellent, but...

how I should say it...

All I can say is that they lack a moral sense.

Good, I accept this argument.

We will build moral sense into the robots.

There's no way to do that.

This is such a delicate and unfathomable feature of the human brain,

that it's almost impossible to copy it.

It was developed over thousands of years by human relationships,

and being honest, even we cannot define what it really is.

During our cerebral functioning, many things just flash across our minds,

as networks of intuitions, insights and premonitions,

most of which we cannot even define for ourselves.

And if we cannot define it,

how can we build it into robots?

What's the problem? Honey!

Honey?

My life is a bitter one being with you!

You keep wandering in space all the time!

Who knows, with whom and how?

Like these robots, now! Yes, I know you've solved some big mystery again,

But what about me and your family? Do you care about that?