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And?

What if it's not what you want?

I want what you want.

Ezra...

So, is she or isn't she?

Guess.

Just tell me.

- Guess. - Please.

Really?

Great.

- Great? - Yeah.

Yeah?

Yes.

We're having--

- We're having a baby. - That's great.

Play again.

And?

What if it's not what you want?

I want what you want.

Ezra...

So, is she or isn't she?

Guess.

Just tell me.

Guess.

Close memory asset: Lola.

Raise bed.

Hello, David.

The fierce and formidable mama jaguar hunts for her cub, Joey.

But this time, she underestimates her prey.

Daddy.

Mom said that jaguars will come back in my lifetime.

They're working on it.

Did you ever meet one before?

Jaguar? No.

But I met a whale once.

The last whale.

You never told me that story.

Maybe another time.

Please, please, please? Tell me about the whale.

Tell me!

Okay. Time for bed. Next visit, you can hear the whale story. Okay?

Promise?

Promise.

All right. Go to sleep.

Good night.

She's really opening up to me now.

That's great.

Same time next week?

Sure.

Actually, no. There's a parent-teacher conference.

- Do your services include that? - They do.

Schools like to be acquainted with the full support system,

even the hired stand-ins.

I'm happy to make myself available.

You okay?

Did I do something wrong?

The pinky swear.

It caught me off guard.

- How did you know to do that? - Let me explain.

May I?

Yeah.

When you chose me, I was given access to a library

of your memory assets, and that helped me prepare for the role.

So, here's the David listing.

They scraped these off social media and other apps.

- You still don't believe me? - It's not for me.

This is for her. She may want to see this one day.

- Come on. - I love you. I love you.

Promise?

Come on.

Harlyn, are you watching?

I promise, all right?

You hear that, girlie? I love your mother.

My interactions with you have a big impact on how Harlyn sees me.

A continuation of the old dynamics, that's what they teach us.

Maybe I don't want to return to old dynamics.

I want you to be a father to Harlyn, not a replica of someone else.

Okay. That explains why you didn't want me to use his accent.

Usually my clients want to replace someone they lost.

The resemblance is to help suspend disbelief, fill a void.

I'll keep it in mind.

- Yeah, all right. - See you soon.

New notification.

Ezra. This is Janice,

- your Cache Cloud representative. - I know who you are, Janice.

Due to the rise in global temperatures, your monthly fee will be increasing.

To accept the increase, you need not take any action at all.

- To make an appointment, simply request-- - Appointment.

Reminder: Change eye color.

- Name and account number, please? - Ezra Haddad.

There you are. How can I help you?

I don't understand. This is the third increase this year.

Cache Cloud server farms automatically adjust to global temperatures,

and that protects the blockchain, which, more importantly, protects you.

Right, but the blockchain sucks up all sorts of energy.

Exactly. So when the temperatures rise, so do the prices.

Need to keep those storage farms cool.

Really a shame everyone let it get this far.

And the geoengineering debacle a few years back only made things worse,

if you ask me.

But Mind's Eye has become our most popular offering.

It's the only way to truly be present in your own memories.

Our proprietary tech stimulates the parietal lobe

- with noninvasive electromag-- - I know how it works, Janice.

Did you know that most of our clients see their storage plans as investments?

Stashing away parts of themselves until their entire consciousness can be uploaded

and brought back when this mess is all sorted.

Look, I need Mind's Eye now, not a hundred years from now.

If I don't have the visual stimuli, I'd lose the entire memory.

Oh, yes. Summer heart.

I have a cousin with the same condition. Poor thing.

She started having life gaps by the time she was 16.

- That's what I'm trying to avoid. - Of course.

I see you've never missed a daily memory sync. That's excellent.

And that's why you're getting the Cache Cloud summer heart discount,

an almost 10% reduction.

But you're raising prices by 15%, so...

If you can't afford the rate increase,

you'll need to change your storage plan.

Otherwise, you will need to let some things go.

Yeah? What? What do I lose?

We'll work our way through your least-visited assets.

Don't worry. You won't even notice they're gone.

That's the beauty of forgetting.

It's up to you.

Delete. Delete.

Del-- No, preserve.

Never mind. Delete.

Delete.

Preserve.

Delete.

Delete. Preserve.

Do you have someone in your life who struggles with heat rage?

Do rising temperatures cause you and your loved ones fear and anxiety?

Last year alone, over 10,000 people

in London were victims of violence caused by heat rage.

But there is a solution. CRISPR.

Ezra, stop at a Geno CRISPR Clinic for more information.

Help your special someone keep their cool.

Yo. Yo, yo, yo. 2753.

Whoever programmed those delivery drones, fucking idiots.

Yeah, it's a late one for you.

I had to extend my appointment slot.

Cache keeps upping my premium.

Hey, I've got a guy who's

just set up a farmer service in Norilsk, Siberia.

He-- It's off the grid. He runs his own network.

It's way cheaper than your Dosh Cloud.

Way cheaper.

I don't want to take any chances.

All I'm going to say is, Mother Nature is the great equalizer.

Mother Nature.

- Welcome home, Ezra. - Thanks.

How was my day?

Great.

Appreciate your asking.

How was yours?

Wardrobe, David.

Launch Pack. Review schedule for tomorrow.

Your first appointment is with client Derek at 1100 hours.

You will be required to have blue eyes and speak French.

- Derek has sent you a package containing-- - Got it.

Your second appointment is with client Dariya.

- You will be required-- - Her son. I know.

You will be required to wear a kufi, a scar, glasses,

and speak Arabic.

No additional appointments for tomorrow.

Lower bed.

Time slips away from us

but leaves its imprint behind.

Launch Cache.

Initiate memory sync.

Make yourself comfortable. Take a deep breath.

As you exhale, gently close your eyes.

Recall your day from the moment you woke up until now.

Memory assets synced.

Open Lola.

Lifeline.

However, CO2 levels increased at the fastest rate...

Your lifeline...

- What? - This break.

It means you will face a momentous change.

Play again.

Continuous.

Your lifeline...

- What? - This break...

Time slips away from us, but leaves its imprint behind.

Champagne, please.

You like it?

As much as I did the first time you gave it to me.

I thought I lost it in the Rotterdam evacuation...

So...

Tell me, how was your trip?

I don't know what to say--

25 years ago, we thought crypto

was going to be our salvation;

now it is killing us with the carbon footprint.

- Good afternoon. - Hello.

Is there anyone special?

There is, isn't there?

It's early days still...

You like her. More than you think.

I can tell.

She wants to make your qatayef recipe for Ramadan.

I told her how we used to.

You remember--

Of course, I do.

I used to take another helping when you weren't looking

and hide and eat it.

You should have this--

No. I can't--

Don't wait too long.

You never know what could happen in this world...

Do you think you could bring her next time?

I'd love to meet her.

God...

I love the smell of the flowers...

What are they?

Lavender.

Right?

Lavender.

I love the smell of lavender.

You should go outside today. It's safe.

I wanna be here.

You're afraid you're gonna miss something?

I'm gonna miss everything.

I love the smell of lavender.

Launch Cache. Open Lola.

I love the smell of lavender.

You should go outside today. It's safe.

I wanna be here.

You're afraid you're gonna miss something?

I'm gonna miss everything.

It happened twice this week. I could see it in my mind, and then...

it was gone.

I had to use Cache Cloud to bring it back.

This is your most recent scan.

A healthy human brain contains over 86 billion active neurons.

What we're seeing here is evidence the dendrite structures are breaking down.

An 11% decline of active synapses, signifying death of neurons.

Ezra, your brain has been stressed by a lifetime of summer heart.

Due to the historical reduction of blood flow to your brain,

the damage to vessels, the ongoing inflammation,

vascular dementia was inevitable.

Our bodies weren't built for these temperatures.

We keep developing new technologies

to try and address everything but the root problem,

and all the while, the temperatures keep going up.

All right, so how do we stop it?

Sadly, this is the beginning of the accelerated cognitive decline

we've been preparing for.

There's no way to reverse the loss of brain cells.

But I thought Mind's Eye could fix it.

Yes. The visual and auditory stimuli from Mind's Eye is the best way

to slow down onset of the dementia.

By revisiting memories in their purest form,

it tricks the brain into thinking that they're new again.

But that won't stop the decay.

There's nothing else we can do?

Some of my patients experiment with surrogates.

Others have been trying nostalgia-based therapy.

What's that?

The way it works, you create a verbal placeholder

based on four sensory signifiers of a cornerstone memory.

Four words, like a mantra.

The words, not visuals?

The theory is that this practice will strengthen neural pathways

through repetition of the words.

That's really gonna work?

By mumbling words to myself?

Like I said, just a theory.

Thank you, Doctor.

Well, this is where we were at six months ago.

The placement of the family indicated that Harlyn was feeling insecure.

The dark clouds suggested her anxiety.

And now, well, clearly things have changed.

There's an increased security with the family unit.

We see it in the blue clouds and now the sun being out.

I know this is just a job for you,

but I just wanted to say thank you.

I'm glad it's been worthwhile. She really is amazing.

We'll see you next week?

Natasha, you still have about an hour.

I mean, you don't have to use it, but it's yours if you want.

Wanna get a drink?

A lot of people now, they just--

The idea of even having children in this world is too much for them,

so it feels lucky to have you.

Thanks.

I just didn't think I'd be doing it alone.

I guess I'm not.

Sorry.

I need to remember, I didn't hire you for me.

Thank you.

Are there other Davids?

Occasionally.

I mean, it's not like you offer the sensory experience.

- No, I don't. - Don't wanna get your hands dirty?

That's just a boundary I set.

I don't only use details of him, I put some of myself into the role too.

I'm aware I'm being serviced. I'm not delusional.

Sometimes, I do miss the discovery of another person.

An authentic connection.

But that's so rare... it's not worth...

Maybe transactional is the best we can hope for.

You know, it's terrible, but sometimes I wish he was dead,

instead of just gone.

He's alive?

Maybe.

I wouldn't know.

He was on a work trip in the States.

Oregon.

He called and told me he wasn't coming home.

He'd met someone at a Heal the Land colony,

something like that.

He became someone else.

I'm sorry, Nat...

that I haven't been there for the two of you.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I was scared...

scared of the world.

I'm sorry.

You're good.

You're very good.

You're a better David than David,

whoever you are.

Time's up.

Reminder: Change eye color before next appointment.

Your next appointment is with client Dariya.

You will be required to wear a kufi, glasses, a scar and speak Arabic.

Okay, glasses.

Glasses.

Oh, shit!

Hi, can I help you?

Yes.

Where is my mother, Dariya Sulaiman?

I'm so sorry.

Why didn't anyone contact me?

I apologize if there's been some kind of mistake.

There was no next of kin listed on her file.

Who exactly are you?

It's my mistake.

Heal the land. Heal the land.

Heal the land. Heal the land.

Heal the land.

- Delivery sent. - Launch Cache.

Initiate memory sync.

Mr. Haddad,

I regret to inform you that you have exceeded your storage plan by 4.08%.

If you want to keep using our services,

you must upgrade your Mind's Eye Cache Cloud storage plan now.

- I can't fucking upgrade. - For your convenience,

these are your least accessed memory assets.

Please advise.

Will you be deleting?

Uh-uh. No.

No, I'm not deleting my life.

So, is she or isn't she?

Guess.

Call Doctor Zollner.

Doctor Zollner is not available.

- If this is an emergency, please contact-- - Disconnect.

Okay, okay.

Four words.

Brown eyes,

guess,

lavender,

Lola.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes--

- Brown eyes, guess, lavender... - Lavender.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender...

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes, guess--

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola...

I miss you.

Open Pack.

Ezra?

There you are.

I understand from your Pack profile that this is your first time.

Is there anything you'd like to discuss before we begin?

I have summer heart.

I'm sorry.

Well, they cured it, but my brain--

I'm losing my memories.

I bet I can help.

I get very high ratings.

I'm sure.

Usually, I'm in your shoes.

Actually, I'm part of the Pack.

Well, you didn't have a lot of assets, but I liked what I saw.

And I've worked with less.

Your lifeline...

What?

This break.

It means you will face a momentous change.

What?

Sorry, it's just... your tattoo.

She didn't have one.

I couldn't tell from the assets. Don't worry about it.

I don't think this is gonna work.

Did you have a happy birthday, Ezra?

Did you have a happy birthday, Ezra?

- It's not over yet. - It's not over yet.

It's not over yet.

It's not over yet. It's not over yet.

It's not over.

You can call me Lola if you want.

- What? - I'm sorry.

Ezra, what?

I just-- I mean, you're not her.

It's-- It's not gonna work. It's-- It's not the same.

It's-- It's not real.

Hey, hey, let's talk about this.

I can adjust.

Stop it. Sorry, I'm just--

Just go, please.

Sorry, you'll still have to pay.

3,000 units.

Open Cache.

Lola.

Your account remains over capacity.

All assets, contacts, correspondence and device data will remain frozen--

Fuck off, Janice. Listen, just fuck off!

Would you like to delete these memory assets?

Delete.

You are now 1.47% over capacity.

Delete.

Delete all assets

except for those with key word "Lola."

Congratulations. Your account is now in good standing.

Thank you for entrusting your memories to Cache Cloud, Mr. Haddad.

Play on continuous.

- Your lifeline... - What?

This break...

- Mind the gap. - Due to flooding

on the Bakerloo and Central lines,

the following stations are currently closed...

Launch Pack.

Open Natasha memory assets.

- Not detected. - What--

Open Natasha assets.

Not detected.

Next stop: Charing Cross Road.

It's not going to work, I'm afraid.

What?

Everything's gone.

What are you talking about?

Earthquake crashed all the servers.

What-- An earthquake, you said?

Sea level change, more water, more weight on the tectonic plates.

They said it was coming. Tsunami in Nova Scotia.

People use blockchain. Blockchain uses power.

Power makes the sea level rise which, in turn, wipes blockchain clean.

The Internet is back up. But the Cloud, it's all blown away.

A good day to start your entire life over.

Launch Cache. Open Lola.

We regret to inform you that your memory assets

are not accessible at this time...

- No, no, no. - ...due to power outages.

Please make an appointment at your local Cache Cloud for assistance.

Charing Cross Road.

No one is telling us anything.

It's insane.

- Hey! - Excuse me.

Hey!

I wanna know where my memory assets are.

You may recall the force majeure clause in your contract.

As you can imagine, a natural disaster qualifies

as an extraordinary occurrence beyond our control.

Fucking dendrites are going dark every day.

I need Mind's Eye.

Everyone here has lost something.

Their money, their medical histories, their job records. Okay?

We're doing what we can, but your data could be anywhere by now.

I need to talk to him.

Yo, 2753. Come on-- Come on in, man.

Misty, let him in. Come on.

I need your help.

They're gone. Everything's gone.

I warned you. Mother Nature's mad at her children.

Malware taking down firewalls faster than Cache can put them back up.

I'm hearing, like, one in four accounts being snatched up.

My account, my memories. You gotta help me.

- I don't have to do anything, actually. - Help me.

Help me.

I have summer heart.

Cognitive decline has already started.

Summer heart. Beat, beat, beat.

Well, then you're gonna lose all your memories anyway.

CO2 level's a great big eraser for the old cortex container, innit?

That shit's up to about 560 parts per million now, innit?

Live in the present, mate.

It's my girl, okay?

She's gone, and this is all I have of her.

Fuck.

You know, I would love to forget the last girl that I had.

Forget--

Please! I know you can find them.

I know you can find them.

You willing to throw some units at it? 'Cause that shit ain't cheap.

- Well. - How much?

20,000 units.

I don't have it.

Well, I hear there's great money to be made in Pack,

especially for a pretty boy like you.

- So pretty. - I don't do that kind of work.

Well, maybe it's time you gave it a whirl, huh?

Whirl.

I'll pay you half tomorrow.

What sort of movies of you and old what's-her-name do you have

in that broken brain box of yours?

10,000 tomorrow. I promise.

It's a promise from a boy with summer heart.

What if you do forget?

Look at him run away.

- Welcome home, Ezra. - Fucking memory.

Launch Pack, all screens. Open assignments.

All categories.

Clear blackout dates.

Update available services to include confessions, summons,

terminations, falsifications, and--

- and sensory experiences. - In providing these services,

you understand that you're undergoing these assignments at your own risk.

Pack is not accountable

for any physical or mental harm endured by yourself--

- Agreed. - By verifying this agreement,

the Pack worker agrees to waive any and all--

Agreed. Review open assignments.

I need a groom for my-- our wedding next month.

Not soon enough. Reject.

I want to do drugs with someone. Meth, Special K, drift.

Escape this fucking world before the climate gets any worse.

Next.

I'm looking for someone to do a confession.

I've been having an affair, and my husband demands to meet my lover.

He's being relentless. I'm offering 2,000 units.

Rager advisory for this role.

Christ.

Reject.

James Waxler Properties, LLC

needs an eviction conducted as soon as possible.

Accept.

Accept.

This is our home. It has been for seven years...

Where will we go?

I know this is distressing--

They're going to sell, aren't they?

I wouldn't know anything about that.

What I do know is your lease is expired.

You have ten days to evacuate the premises.

I've been naughty, and I need a sensory experience--

Reject.

I still need help, okay? I really do.

I'm now offering 3,000 units. It's a delicate situation. Urgent.

Rager advisory for this role.

Reject.

In order to comply

with the ethical standards and practices,

we need a termination representative. 500 units.

...warned countless times

that if you didn't get your performance up--

Please...

my partner...

she has lung disease.

She can't go outside on most days.

I need this job.

We're switching to full automation next quarter.

Your position no longer exists.

Security will take you out of the building.

Thank you.

Who are you that you come here and do this--

Destroy our lives?

Call X.

Hey, it's 2753. I'm close. I'm very close.

I have one more gig, then I'll have it for you.

Please let me know when you find my memories.

There you are.

I'm sorry, I'm late.

Doesn't your watch work?

Fuck.

I'm sorry, I'm all out of sorts--

You should leave.

Don't let this ruin our night.

Two years, gone just like that.

In the real world, outside of Pack, I'm dealing

with a very difficult situation.

I need four thousand units.

Excuse me? Help you? Help you?

Fuck you.

I am not paying for any of this!

Heat wave in effect. Please use precaution.

Limit time outdoors.

Avoid strenuous physical activity.

If you witness any suspicious rager behavior,

notify authorities immediately.

Review crypto account balance.

6,353 units.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender, Lola.

Incoming Pack assignment from Natasha Alper.

Open.

Hey. I saw you were available,

so I thought it might be a nice surprise

to come home to you cooking dinner. I gave you access to the apartment.

Accept.

My teacher says it's going to be too hot to go outside for the next week.

Then we just need to come up with fun things to do inside.

You could tell me a story.

Okay. What kind of story do you wanna hear?

Sorry I'm late. The tube was flooded again.

I had to walk from the office.

Hello.

This looks great! Thanks for cooking, love.

Daddy's telling me a story.

Oh, yeah? What story is that?

The one about the last whale.

- I wanna hear that one too. - Right.

The last whale.

I think I was about your age.

It was very hot.

There were warnings.

I was...

- Wanna see, Ezra? - Come on.

- I was-- I was on a boat. - Where?

Where?

I don't remember.

There was a fisherman and...

- Come on. - ...and a woman.

We were in the water.

Who was the woman?

I'm sorry. I can't remember.

Girlie, we can finish this story another time, okay?

Can you give me and Daddy a moment alone?

Is something wrong?

No. No. I'm fine.

Come on. Let's get ready for bed, huh?

- Good night, Daddy. - Okay.

Good night, my love.

That story. Was that from your real life?

Must be. That's why I'm forgetting it.

I can still remember new things, but the past...

You were a boy.

You said there was a woman with you.

Your mother, maybe?

Maybe.

And there was a whale.

Yes, you were telling us about the last whale.

The woman, I knew her.

I deleted her.

I deleted everything.

Everything but Lola.

Lola?

Is that--

It's happening faster than I thought.

When did she...

What can you remember?

It's been three years.

She had summer heart.

So do I.

I'm so sorry.

They developed an experimental treatment.

It worked on me...

but not...

And it wasn't just her heart.

She was pregnant.

I lost them both. And now I'm losing her again.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Your lifeline...

You have more than one.

What does that mean?

2753. Good news.

I found your memory assets, yeah.

It was a little bit harder than I thought.

I mean, they wound up in a troll farm in low earth orbit,

so I'm gonna need 30,000, right. Half today.

Open Pack.

Edit invoice for Natasha Alper.

Add additional service.

Sensory experience.

Please confirm addition of sensory experience.

Please confirm.

Confirm.

Review open assignments.

Retrieving open assignments.

Looking for someone to conduct an apology to a major client.

We need a good show here. Lots of groveling.

The works. 600 units.

Only assignments above 3,000 units.

Immediate hires.

One open assignment found.

Rager advisory.

I'm now offering 5,000 units. That's as high as I can go.

Please, I am desperate here. My husband is out of control.

Accept.

The heat, it affects his temper. He won't do the CRISPR solve.

He doesn't care much for science. Are you listening?

Yes, yes. I'm aware your husband is a rager.

It's wet bulb 34 out there.

I assure you, we're trained for these scenarios.

The last time it got this hot, he went to the pub and got--

- How long have we been together? - About a year, that he knows of.

We met in Maida Vale through my sister, but please don't mention her.

Have I been here before?

A few times when he was away, but he doesn't need to know that.

- I love him. I love him! I do! - Is that him?

- You don't need to-- - Is this the fucking guy?

- It's done. It's done. - She loves you.

I love you.

It's over between us.

That's what I've said. I wanna be with you.

I'll never be the man you are.

I mean, you-- you can provide for her in ways I never--

Brown eyes, guess, lavender.

- Lola. Brown eyes, guess, lavender... - New notification from Pack.

Contract terminated: Natasha Alper.

Shit. Call Natasha Alper.

Natasha Alper unavailable. Would you like to leave a message?

- Daddy! - Natasha, I need to--

Harlyn, go to your room.

What happened to Daddy?

Go to your room. Shut the door.

- Get out. - Wait--

Leave now. I don't want you in our lives anymore.

- We'll find someone else. - I can explain.

I thought you didn't offer the sensory experience.

- I understand why you'd be upset. - Do you?

Well, since you're new to it, you should know,

if you're gonna charge me for sex, you should at least fuck me like he would.

But last night, that wasn't David. We both know that.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

But I had to. I didn't have a choice. I needed the money.

- What? - It's Lola.

- I can't lose her. - My God, look at yourself!

You're trying so hard to hold on to the past,

- you don't even exist in the present! - What about you?

You hired me to play a man that you wish existed.

The David that didn't abandon you and your daughter.

Fuck you.

At least I'm not just pretending to be someone's partner,

- pretending to be a parent. - Because all I can do is pretend!

They fixed my heart, fine.

But my brain, my fucking brain--

I'm lost somewhere inside it.

I'm lost.

Brown eyes, guess, lavender...

You have to let it go.

Let her go.

I can't.

I was happy then.

That I remember.

Being happy.

And what about now?

Are you happy now?

She's gone...

and she's not coming back.

I know--

I know how that feels.

But you're-- you're still here.

My daughter thinks you're her father...

and I don't even know your name.

I don't even know your name.

Ezra.

My name is Ezra.

And who is he?

I guess you really are forgetting shit.

Don't you remember we've got a deal?

Do you remember who punched you in the face?

That was some pretty touching stuff I found of her, yeah.

May have even used a couple of clips

to make my day go a bit fast, if you get my meaning.

Whatever happened to the baby? Hey?

Was it a boy or a girl, hey? Are you a daddy?

Well, it should be no problem finding a buyer for all of that.

Look, you better pay me, or I am selling that shit,

and everyone will see her arse on a billboard in Piccadilly Circus.

What was her name, big man?

You remember?

Lola!

We've had to say goodbye again and again.

Now it's time to say hello.

Reintroducing one of the most majestic creatures of our world,

the great humpback whale.

Coming soon to the London Menagerie2100 beta zoo.

Ezra, Ezra! Is this like the whale you saw?

I never saw a whale.

But you said you saw the last one.

Did I?

Hey.

Our world comes with so much uncertainty.

How was your day?

You know, better now.

- Should we go eat? - Yeah.

Come on. What do you and Joey the dragon want to eat?

- She's pretty. - Guess.

Yeah, she is.

Exowomb technology provides a pure fetal environment,

eliminating the risk of climate-stressed pregnancies...

Ezra?

...and premature births, protecting both mother and baby.

Your family deserves the best beginning.

Ezra, are you okay?

Exowomb.

- Start planning your future today. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Where'd you go?

Nowhere. I'm right here.