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The ERA is not about,
uh, equality.

It's about power.

There are more of us
than there are of you.

I wouldn't be so sure.

-Here you go, my man.
-Thank you, sir.

-You have a good one.

Ah.

Hey, Stewart.

Lyndon, what the fuck?

You scared the shit out of me.

Sorry.

How'd you get in?

Did you bust it?

I don't know, maybe.

If I did,
I'll buy you a new one.

I can buy you a whole new home
if you'd like.

I don't want a new home.

I need to talk to you.

You're not allowed
to talk to me.

No one saw me get here.
They don't know where I am.

I bought a flight to L.A.,
left all my hardware

and then hitched back up.

Hitched.

Jesus.

You scared?

You want me to go?

I'm not scared for myself,
Lyndon.

What did you want to talk about?

I want you to speak to them.

Or speak to Forest
and smooth it out.

Smooth it out?

Get me back into Devs.

I don't think that's happening.

That's my fucking life's work
in there.

-Lyndon, you're 19 years old.
-No, I can't walk away.

Einstein was 26 when he told us about relativity.

-You still got a bit of time.
-But I have to be there.

I'm the guy
who cracked the problem.

On a Many-Worlds principle.

Yes, exactly.
And it worked, beautifully.

So what's the implication
of that?

He doesn't want Many-Worlds.
Just one.

But there is no "just one."
That's the point.

If he doesn't like it,

he's got to change the laws
of the fucking universe.

He's a tech genius.
Those laws are secondary.

He's not a fucking genius,
Stewart.

He's an entrepreneur.

And he's crazy.

He's obsessive.
He kills people.

And he's trying
to resurrect his daughter.

Just fucking ask yourself...

...do you really want something as powerful as Devs

in the hands of someone crazy?

What... What's going on?

-What the fuck is going on?
-Lily.

-Where am I?
-It's-it's okay.

-You're safe. We're in a motel.-What?

We're in a motel.

I didn't know where else to go,so I brought you here.

Y-You brought me to a m-motel?

From the hospital.

You were in a hospital.

They put you there.

The police, a doctor.

The hospital.

You came to get me.

You got me out.

Chivalry.

Yeah.

Thank you.

You were, uh, seriously wasted.

I don't know
what they gave you--

some heavy fucking meds--

but you've been sleeping it off for hours now.

I brought you some clothes.

Jesus.

I feel sick.

My mouth...

tastes like metal.

What happened to your hand?

Nothing.

I just hurt it
while I was getting you out.

Where are we?

Napa.

I would have driven further,
but I didn't think

anyone would find us here.

And I wasn't really sure

if the cops
would be looking for my car

or where the hell
we should be heading.

Holy fucking Christ.

What are we gonna do?

Okay, so I was thinking

maybe now we go to the media.

The press.
Something like that.

We're telling them
an escaped psychiatric patient

has secret information
about a murder conspiracy.

No one's gonna listen, Jamie.

Then we run.

We can't use a credit card.

Jus... We can't buy gas.

We can't use a phone.

Do you have any cash?

Uh, 40 bucks.

Then we aren't
gonna be running far.

Do we have enough gas
to drive back

into San Francisco?

Yeah.

Then I know where I'm gonna go.

But you don't have
to come with me, Jamie.

Seriously?

Yes, I'm serious.

I can do this on my own.

Okay, Lily.
Yeah, that's...

that's totally cool, I'll just

hang out here
and watch cartoons.

You want to text me
when you're done?

He's here.

That's his car.

Lily, you really gonna do this?

We could at least
wait until he gets up.

It's her.

She's here.

I think
I heard something inside.

Come in.

Can I get you a drink?

Think I've got some juice,

uh...

...beer, milk, or there's water.

I'll take some water.

Okay.

How about you?

Sorry, I don't know your name.

Jamie.

You work for me?

No.

I'm good.

Lily wants to talk.

Right.

Why don't you let me do that.

-I-I came here to talk to him.
-If you came

for answers,
you should talk to me.

Maybe alone.

Yeah.

Come on, Jamie.

We're being thrown out.

It's a nice evening.
We'll sit outside.

Don't worry.
She'll be fine.

Let's sit down.

What happened to your hand
there-- you hurt it?

You fucking kidding me?

Is that supposed to be a joke?

No.
Not a joke.

What do you mean?

Your, uh...

attack dog, Kenton,

broke into my apartment,

half-drowned me
in my own bathtub

and then bent back my finger
until it snapped.

Jesus Christ.

You're telling me
you didn't know?

I knew he'd intimidated
one of Lily's friends.

I didn't know it was you.

And I didn't know he'd...
broken your hand.

Yeah, well...

I'm very sorry.

It's not that I want
these things to happen

or intend them to happen.

You just let them happen.

You observe from the sidelines.

Yeah, in a way.

I don't understand
why I'm not talking to Forest.

I don't think
you can answer my questions.

I can.

Who are you?

Katie.

Not your name.

I work at Amaya.

I'm the chief designer
of the Devs system.

You're Forest's girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

Yeah.

I guess I'm his girlfriend.

Not sure the word
totally works for me, but...

whatever.

Is there a judgment?

Sleeping with the boss?

He's vulnerable.

Needs someone.

I like it being me.

I don't give a fuck
who you're sleeping with.

I have other things on my mind.

Fair enough.

Did you know Sergei?

Your boyfriend.

Did you know him?

We had met.

Briefly.

What happened to him?

You know what happened to him.

I want you to tell me.

On his first day at Devs,

he tried to steal some of the source code of the project.

He was caught
when he tried to leave.

So they killed him.

They?

They.

Us.

Me.

I'm not trying to evade you.

I want to know who killed him.

Kenton.

If you mean the person
who actually did it.

How?

You want to know how he died?

The means of it?

Does it matter?

He didn't burn to death.

No.

Then it was covered up.

Yes.

Made to look like suicide.

Yes.

But you know all this, Lily.

Don't you?

Yes.

Then ask me what you don't know.

What is Devs?

Right.

That.

I've got a feeling

we're gonna be
stuck out here a while.

We can sit here
in silence if you want.

That's totally cool.

But the time will probably
go quicker

if we talk.

Why don't you tell me
your story?

You work in tech?

Yeah, web security.

Where?

David Wallace.

Oh, yeah.
I know those guys.

Good outfit.

You offense or defense?

Uh, defense.

You look like defense.

And you're a friend of Lily's.

Yeah.

She's had it hard the last few days, I know that.

Fuck off.

Look, I'll do the small talk
if it gets us through

the fucking weirdness
of the situation, but...

...saying that Lily's
had it hard

the last couple of days...

No, that's too much
of an understatement.

I take your point.

It's good you stick up for her.

Yeah, Lily's pretty capable
of sticking up for herself.

Yeah.

I see that.

Does anything ever happen
without a reason?

What are you talking about?

You want to know
what happens at Devs.

I'll tell you.

But I need to do it
by asking you questions.

I'm not here to play games.

It's not a game.

It's a way of explaining.

-Go with it.
-Go with it?

Yes.

Go with it.

Okay?

Okay.

So...

...does anything ever happen
without a reason?

Yes.

No.

Things happen without a reason.

-Like?
-An example?

Yes.

A kid getting leukemia?

Getting hit by lightning?

It's an endless list.

No, Lily.

I didn't ask
if things ever happen

without a good reason.

I said a reason.

The leukemia was an aberration
in the kid's DNA.

The lightning
was a static discharge.

Why did the pen roll
across the table?

You pushed it.

Why did I push it?

I'm guessing to make a point.

That's a reason.

It's why the pen
rolled across the table.

You blinked.

What?

Why did you just blink?

Your eyes were dry.

Or you were nervous.

Does anything ever happen
without a reason?

There must be some events.

Random events.

Name a random event.

Take a moment.
Think about it.

And then name one.

A coin flip.

A coin flip
is not a random event.

It's a complex event.

How hard was the coin flipped?

What was the weight of the coin?

The air resistance?

The temperature of the room?

The angle it landed
on the table?

Okay, not a coin flip.

But some things are random.

Then name one.

-Selection.
-Selection of what?

Selecting from things
that are all the same.

What things are all the same?

Objects.

Identical copies of a book
at a book store.

You chose the one
beneath the top of the pile

because it had been
handled less.

Meteors landing.

Roulette wheels spinning.

Misfortunes suffered.

They can all be unravelled.

You can't name a random event.

Because there are
no random events.

You ask... what is Devs?

This is Devs.

This is the only principle
you need to understand.

Nothing ever happens
without a reason.

Everything was determined
by something prior.

That's it.

Now, take a computer.

Give it all the data
that can exist

about this pen
rolling across the table.

Its trajectory, velocity,

mass of its component parts,

atomic structure.

What can the computer
now tell you?

It can tell you
how hard the pen was pushed

and it can tell you when the pen will stop rolling.

The computer can see backwards.

The computer can see forwards.

Now do that with everything.

Not just the pen.

Everything.

That's Devs.

Powerful computer
you've got there.

It is.

And you killed Sergei for that.

Not exactly, Lily, no.

I think, for you...

this will be where it gets hard.

I guess she really

loved that young man, huh?

Sergei?
Really cared about him.

Yeah, she did.

It's an amazing thing,
where love'll take you.

The road you'll travel.

The lengths to which you'll go.

You have it in your life?

Uh, had.

Oh.

Well, better
to have loved and lost.

No?

I'd go with:
better to have loved

and everything worked out
totally fine.

Okay, yes.
Fair point.

Me too.

You know my loss.

Everyone does.

Uh... s-sure.

I don't know yours.

It doesn't compare.

I'm very glad.

Uh, yeah.

It's just the...

just the standard,
you know, losing a girl.

Or losing the girl and...

and the future
you thought you had.

Well, then it does compare.

In that respect, at least.

It's about coming to terms
with that loss.

I guess.

But in all honesty, I...

I never really did
come to terms with it.

You know, me and loss
just kind of...

...kind of coexisted.

Loss as your friend
and constant companion.

Yeah, type of friend

that takes a dump on your face
every morning.

That's the guy.

Can I tell you something, Jamie?

Which is a promise.

Just a straight-up promise,
from me to you.

Okay.

It's all gonna
work out just fine.

What does that...

what does that mean?
What's gonna work out fine?

Everything.

That's the promise.

Everything is gonna
work out fine.

The Devs system works.

In fact, it's worked
for a few months now.

And it's getting better
and more refined all the time.

Even in the last 48 hours,

we've had
a significant breakthrough.

On it, on the system...

...we can run predictions.

They get fuzzier the further we go back in time,

but, basically,

you can pick any point
in history

and any adjusted
GPS coordinate on the planet,

and we can run
visualizations on it.

Visualizations?

Image.
Sound.

You mean it's a simulation?

Exactly.

A total simulation.

From the quantum level
to the macroscopic.

The past and the future.

The pen rolling backwards.

The pen rolling forwards.

You can look into the past.

We've seen Christ on the cross.

You can look into the future.

We try not to.

It's problematic.

But yes, we can.

We have.

You said, for me,

this'll be where it gets hard.

Yes.

Specifically...

hard for me?

Specifically you, yes.

Why?

Why?

When Devs
first got up and running...

...we looked into the future.

And found we can only see
a few months in advance.

At a certain point,

a fixed point,

the visualization
became pure static.

Like a blizzard.

The future was see-able
right up to that moment.

And after...

impenetrable.

The point of pure static
has grown closer.

It has never extended.

Not even by a minute.

Or a second.

Now, the fixed point

at which the future
becomes lost...

is very close.

21 hours.

Tomorrow night?

Tomorrow night.

Just after 1:00 a.m....

...something happens.

An unknown event.

And it triggers
a total breakdown

in cause and effect.

A breakdown of determinism,

a breakdown of the literal laws of the universe.

And we think it involves you.

Me?

How could you possibly
think it involves me?

You're there.

Where?

Devs.

I'm at the Devs lab?
At Amaya?

Yes.

But...

We've seen you.

You mean I cause the event?

We think so.

What do I do?

We don't know.

But whatever it is,

it's significant.

To say the least.

I don't understand.

Nobody does.

It's the only sport
I could ever play.

Is Frisbee a sport?

Oh, big sport.

You don't watch the Olympics?

What if you're wrong?

Wrong?

You.

Your tech cult.

Wrong?

It's not me
making the prediction.

It's a machine.

It's the universe.

It's a machine
making the prediction.

What if the machine is wrong?

What happens if I don't
go to Devs tomorrow night?

You will.

What do you mean, I will?

I mean exactly that.
It's what is going to happen.

You're gonna make me?
Your gonna force me to go?

No.

I'm saying it's predetermined.

It's always been predetermined.

You were always
going to go to Devs.

-That's ridiculous.-You are not able to stay away.

I could just choose not to go.

I could drive to Mexico.

-No.
-Set off right now.

-But you won't.
-How the fuck can you tell me

what I will or won't
choose to do?

I get it.

What do you get?

You're fucking delusional.

This is bullshit.

Lily, it's not material
whether you believe me or not.

It's going to happen.

You're going to be there.

I don't think so.

Well...

I guess we'll see.

We will.

Anything else
you need to tell me?

No.

Nice.

I got it.

Y... You okay?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Right.

So you're all buddies now.

Should have fucking guessed.

Think I want to go home.

Home?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

You don't think people are gonna try to find us there?

If they wanted
to turn us in to the police

or their own security,

they already could have.

That's not
what's on their minds.

What is on their minds?

Madness.

They're insane.

Yeah.

Did you tell her about Sergei?

Yes.

And did you tell her about Devs?

I told her everything.

No.

Not everything.

Right.

Yo, Lily.

I been worried about you.
Where you been hiding?

Here and there.

You're out late tonight, right?

I like it, man.

You know you got to make the most of life while you can.

Yeah.

You should get some sleep, Pete.

Yeah.

Hey.
Don't worry.

I remember our deal, man.
I'm not talking to you.

Nyet.

Night, dude.

Hey.

You ready to sleep?

Jamie.

Stay in my bed.

It's okay.

I can sleep here fine.

No.

Stay in my bed.

I didn't know him.

I thought I did.

But really... I didn't.

And all...

this-- everything
that's happened

since he died...

...it's sort of been
for nothing.

For something that...

...wasn't there.

I didn't know him.

I know you.

So stay in my bed.

They had guts, those two,
coming here tonight.

Yeah.
They did.

I like Jamie.

He's brave enough
to stand by her.

Truly stand by her.

There's a sort of sweetness
in him, too.

They're brave kids.

Seeing the heart of the storm.

Just going straight to it.

That's her.
Not him.

Yeah, I guess.

She's smart.

And strong as fuck.

There's something else, too.

She has a strange quality.

She's more afraid
of not doing something

than doing something.

Not many people are like that.

And there's a lot of truth
in her.

Not just in what she says,
it's...

...the way she sees.

She sees what's there.

She didn't see it with Sergei.

You know what I mean.

Yeah, I do.

So we like them.

Mm-hmm.

I like you, too.

You do?

Yeah.

I'd say I'm...

in like with you.

Would that be deeply in like?

Fairly deeply.

That's generous.

I'm in fairly deeply like
with you too.

I'm less fairly deeply.
Just so you know.

Sure.

Hey.

It's not long now.

It's no longer years

or months or days.

It's hours, Forest.

That's all.

Hours.

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I mean, all violence is wrong,but at least punching's a sport.

-Is it?
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Boxing's in the Olympics.
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