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That uniform hasn't looked that good on anybody for 30 years.

Well, actually, this whole thing is kind of cool.

I've never had my own name plate before.

They're good people.

I've been going to Tommy's for years.

Well, then I'll try not to poison anybody.

Hey, thanks for getting me the gig.

No problem.

You ready to go?

Not yet. I want to put my hair up.

The night shift starts in 10 minutes.

You don't have to walk me.

It's okay.

I'll get the bike.

Uh, wait, wait.

What's this for?

Okay, think.

How many things do I have that lock?

Why do I need a key to your apartment?

So you can feed the cat when I'm at work.

You don't have a cat.

Never know when I might get one.

Boom, boom, boom.

Mind if I borrow this?

There's a biker convention down in Surrey,

and I know a number of scumbags that sell their souls for this baby.

Get off.

No, no, dear boy, don't be so selfish.

What's the harm in letting old Uncle Scratch take it for a spin?

It's mine.

Bought with the money I give you.

It's not a toy. Ah, but it is.

Somebody went to all the trouble to come up with this thing.

Why not have a little fun with it?

I'm sure giving joy rise to the Prince of Darkness wasn't

what the inventor of the motorcycle had in mind.

Oh.

You're always so moral. I suppose you think

you wanted to help humanity or something?

That's usually why people invent things. Oh, please.

You lived through that whole industrial revolution.

You think the robber barons were thinking about how to help the little guy?

They were just after the cash.

Not every human being is motivated by money. Absolutely right.

Most of them are motivated by ego.

They all want to be creators. They all want to be gods.

No.

You're the one who wants to be God. And who says I'm not?

Well, who cares why they do it? The part I like is in the end they're all Icarus,

destined to fall just like me.

All of my little fallen angels.

Alicia Keller.

Isn't it lovely?

These are all my little souls.

I used to gather them myself, but by the 14th century, I needed some help.

That's how I found Morgan. He was a monk back then, so he played hard to get,

but I found that with the right bait, you can catch any fish you want.

In the end, he came to work for me. He became a collector.

Then recently he made me the most interesting proposal

he wants to seek salvation for his clients.

I decided to let him try.

For now.

Is it true that physical robotics offered you a large sum

of money to stay in Japan and build a second prototype?

Physico has incredible technology,

but in the end it still felt like we were building toys.

That's not enough for me.

I think robots should help us achieve things

we'd never be able to accomplish on our own.

They should improve us.

Do you think it's possible to create robots that think and reason like human beings?

Well, if there's a chance, I know where it's going to happen.

Good morning, General Tech Industries. How may I direct your call?

Hi, I'm trying to reach Dr. Alicia Keller. Does she still work for your company?

And you are?

Sir?

An old friend from the university.

I lost track of her about five years ago.

Can't find a trace of her anywhere since.

I'm sorry, sir. We don't give out any information over the phone.

Oh, come on, Jimmy, a hundred bucks is pretty steep.

All right, all right.

Did you find out where this Pym guy lives?

Gabe, please, give me a break, will ya? A diner?

So you mean I'm gonna have to stake the place out till he gets hungry?

Okay, wait, wait, that's something.

What's your name?

Maya, good, but it was only worth 20 bucks. Bye. Gabe, please,

that truck costs a lot of money.

If you keep doing it, it's going to...

Okay, well, time for school.

I don't normally take walk-ins.

I prefer to review an applicant's resume in advance.

I appreciate your taking the time.

I must say, this is why you have a degree in history, Mr. Gutenberg.

Why would GTI need someone who studied history?

So you wouldn't be doomed to repeat it?

We specialize in the future, not the past.

It stains.

Oh, I am so sorry.

Dr. Keller?

Dr. Keller, I know you can hear me.

It's urgent that we talk immediately.

Who are you?

My name is Morgan Pym.

I'm here about your deal.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm not here to hurt you.

I'm here to help you if I can, but there isn't much time.

How do I know you're not here to kill me?

I don't need to kill you.

If you keep me locked up in this cell for the next 48 hours,

you'll die of your own unnatural causes.

Is that why you made your deal? To build a better robot?

Don't you know?

The devil never makes anything easy.

All he gives me is a name.

Well, then how did you find me?

Doesn't matter.

What's important now is that we find your redemption in the next 48 hours.

Redemption? What, you mean I won't die? I won't go to hell?

That's why I'm here.

But you have to tell me everything.

It's a decontamination chamber, not a cell.

My lab is a sterile environment.

You really mean it?

You came here to help me?

Dr. Keller, please.

It's just I've been down here by myself alone for almost five years,

working all the time, knowing that I only had so many days, so many hours.

I was just trying to finish before my time was up so that I could

leave behind something that would make it all worth it.

And in the end, I'd die, and no one would care. But now,

let me show you what I've done.

Can I help you?

You work at Tommy's Diner? Yeah. You been there long? What's it to you?

Oh, um, Jerry Slate, reporter with the Vancouver Star.

I bet you might be familiar with the customers over there. Excuse me,

what are you doing here? How do you know where I live? Well,

I wanted to talk to you when you came up, but you grabbed a cab.

So you followed me home?

I pay for information.

It's that supermodel Nikki something, the one whose sister died on TV. Yeah,

I know. I'm trying to find out about the guy.

Why? What's he into?

I'd rather not say. Knowing about it could be hazardous to your health.

Do you know him?

It's about one of those phases, you know? Look, this is really important.

Anything you can tell me might keep someone else from getting hurt. Sorry.

It's amazing.

It looks like it's alive.

It is.

The biomass is made up of fibrous cells I genetically engineered.

They behave like neurons.

Artificial brain cells.

It's a concept I came up with right after I made my deal.

So this stuff can make a robot think?

Of course, it has to be patterned after a real brain first to establish

a lattice so that it can absorb information like a human brain does.

That was the tough part, but I finally figured out how to do it.

You put it in the robot, and you're ready to go.

Theoretically. I mean, I haven't actually tried it.

Why not?

Well, the robot doesn't work.

Yet, I mean, it would work if it was finished.

But every time I've come close to finishing,

I found out about some new breakthrough in hydraulics or conductivity or chip speed.

Something that would allow the robot to do so many more things.

So I kept redesigning it.

Over and over.

I guess I... I didn't think the end would come so soon.

I was stupid.

No.

It was him.

The devil.

He was influencing you to stop you from finishing.

Why?

Because you invented the robot to help mankind. That's not on his agenda.

I'm so close.

I only have a little bit more to do. If I could just have a few more weeks.

The devil doesn't grant extensions. If we can find your redemption,

you'll have your whole life to finish your work.

How do I find out what my redemption is?

Sometimes what was going on when you made your deal was important.

Something happen at that time?

I was frustrated.

All I had ever wanted was to build a thinking robot.

Everybody kept telling me I was a genius, and I'd figure it out someday.

But I was impatient.

I wanted a shortcut.

All right.

Let's look at the bad luck.

Bad luck.

Can you think of anyone who's been hurt by your success?

His name is Brendan Carter.

Give me the background.

Brendan, what happened is the reason I left GTI.

We were working together on the gel,

and Brendan came up with a theory about how

to pattern the lattice on the human brain.

But his method was very dangerous.

He insisted on using himself as a guinea pig.

He said it was worth the risk.

And I didn't stop him.

Dr. Keller?

Are you Janet? Pleased to meet you. I've heard your name several times.

From Brendan?

No, I'm afraid Dr. Carter is still unresponsive,

but his brother has mentioned that you two used to work together. And you are?

Morgan.

I really should have visited sooner.

Or a kid. I'm glad you're here.

The more stimulus Dr. Carter receives,

the more likely he is to recover some function.

Dr. Carter, your visitors are here.

Brendan, it's me, Alicia.

I'm sorry.

Brendan and I, it wasn't just a professional relationship.

This is why I couldn't bear seeing him.

The idea that Brennan's alive in there somewhere, trapped inside that useless body.

It's horrible. God, if I'd never had the idea for the gel.

Alicia, is there anything you discovered during your

deal that could help someone in his situation?

Like what?

I don't know, but if Dr. Carter suffered for it,

maybe he could benefit from it in some way.

I can't fix paralysis. I make machines.

And what about the robot?

Could it help him?

If it was finished, I could modify it to serve Brendan.

Oh yes, I bet.

I bet I could even configure the gel to read his

brain activity to sense what he wants and needs.

You're brilliant.

So...

After the accident, there were lawsuits. They didn't care what happened to Brennan.

They just wanted the patents.

Maybe they would sell the microchip to you.

You could tell them you work for the Japanese or something.

Actually, I was thinking of something a little more direct.

You want to steal it?

We don't have time to negotiate.

I've never stolen anything before.

You work there, you must know their security system.

Sure.

They use a biometric identity verification. It's state-of-the-art.

And they keep the chip in the high security wing.

You can't get to it alone. Everything's a two-man simultaneous key entry.

It's like Fort Knox, only worse.

Can you beat it?

Yeah.

But I'd have to hack into their computers first. It would take some time.

How long?

36 hours.

How about 10?

Tomorrow's Saturday. We can get in at dawn before the day shift.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

Mr. Pym, Jerry Slate.

We need to talk.

Now's not a good time.

Seems like it's never a good time for you to talk.

I'll be honest, Mr. Pym, I'm on the fence about you.

I don't know whether you're a bad person or not,

but the evidence I've got so far is enough to make an interesting story.

So either you meet me tonight or the story goes to press tomorrow morning.

What's it going to be? Hey, Rachel, how's Gabe doing?

Yeah, I'm sorry I'm late. I have a meeting.

I don't eat all my food.

I'll see you later, hon. Bye.

I thought we were square.

Why are you harassing me again?

Well, I just want to give you a chance to tell

your side so I can include you in the story.

My side of what?

So far, I can connect you to three,

maybe four people that have died in the past two months.

I told you.

I work with people who are in trouble. Some of them don't make it.

Some do.

Like your friend, the photographer.

That's how you make a living? Of course not.

Do you have a job? You think I live on air?

Doing what? I'm in the export business.

Really?

You're wasting my time.

Wait.

The place you work, what's it called?

I tell you.

Will you leave me alone?

Maybe.

Minetti Exports.

So you're a sales associate.

Now why don't you try reporting some real news?

Hey.

Hey.

How's it coming?

Well, I'm into GTI's network. So far, I've got a basic floor plan,

and I'm running a password program to get more access.

I gotta go. I'm into level two.

Bye. Bye.

Hey. I'm almost ready.

Brother Ty used to do that.

He'd stand and watch me put on my makeup when he was a kid.

I didn't know you had a brother.

Two.

And a middle kid.

What about you?

Your parents must put a lot of pressure on you.

Only child.

What do you mean?

You know, to get married, come up with some grandkids.

My parents are dead.

I'm sorry.

So, uh, do you have any kids?

Why all the questions?

I just want to get to know you.

There's nothing to know.

Get my coat.

Oh, hey, I forgot.

I've got a friend coming into town next week. She might stay with me,

so could I get that key back?

It's getting late. Are you ready?

I think I've covered everything,

but it's like I'm having trouble knowing what to do.

Is that what happens when your time starts to run out?

Maybe you're just getting tired.

Give me your hand.

What does this do?

I'm getting a pressure-sensitive scan of your thumb to load into

their system so that I can defeat their biometric ID plates.

You're not big on technology, are you?

I learned what I have to know. I'm just not sure it was in control anymore.

Man or machine.

Oh, a Luddite.

No, they were after my time.

How old are you?

Older than I look.

Like a mortal?

As long as I work for the devil.

This is incredible.

When life's limited, it seems too short.

When it isn't, believe me, it's much too long.

But you are human.

How did this happen? Yes.

And where is it?

Is it here?

It's more complicated than that.

No, it isn't. It's simple.

It's right here.

It's everything you've learned in all that time, all those centuries.

Your memories.

Your thoughts, your knowledge. That's who you are.

That's your soul.

What about feelings?

I'm sorry.

There hasn't been anyone since Brendan.

We have to go.

After you, Dr. Marshall.

As far as GTI's computer is concerned, you and I are now employees.

Dr. Ferrante and Dr. Marshall.

I picked Ferrante and Marshall because they never work on weekends,

and the guard on duty is only there on weekends.

So he won't have met them.

You two changing shifts?

No, tight deadline. We have to run some protocols for a big review on Monday.

Okay, have a good one.

Great, thank you.

Access requested.

Please face the camera for identification.

Welcome, Dr. Ferrante and Dr. Marshall. Please position yourself for duo key entry.

Three, two, one.

Access granted.

Okay, here we are.

Okay, Neil, everything quiet?

Pretty much. Just a couple scientists getting ready for a meeting.

Whew.

Marshall and Ferente.

I'll meet you at the lab.

Morgan Pym, right?

That's what it says on your lease.

I know where you live.

I hacked your phone bills.

I know your girlfriend's arrest record.

But I still want to know what your business is with Alicia Keller.

Answer me! I don't want to hurt you.

She's just trying to help someone.

Who?

Brendan Carter? That's what she told you, isn't it? That GTI wouldn't help him,

so she has to be the angel of mercy.

I don't understand.

She lied to you.

Brendan owns GTI.

She's the one who put him in that wheelchair.

How do you know all this?

Because Brendan Carter's my brother.

Brendan recovered brain function almost four years ago,

and he's gotten smarter ever since.

Janet is Brendan's wife. She's the only other person who knows.

Why keep his recovery a secret? Well,

Brendan was in a coma all through the police investigation,

and nobody else was there the night it happened.

Dr. Keller destroyed anything that might have incriminated her,

so there's no evidence that she did it on purpose.

Even after Brendan was able to tell us what he remembered,

there was no way to nail her for it,

so we decided to keep it a secret that Brendan had

come back and wait for her to make a mistake.

Yeah, no.

Brandon insisted on the dual-entry security system to protect the chip because Dr.

Keller always worked alone.

Until today.

I wanted to protect her from herself.

I knew she'd find a way in.

And with your help, she's finally crossed the line. We've got her.

Dr. Carter, what did happen that night?

Alicia had an idea.

She'd been looking for a way to pattern that gel she'd developed on a human brain,

but nothing seemed to work.

So she hit on the idea of putting it in direct

contact with a brain, Brendan's brain.

She said it was your idea.

No, but I volunteered.

He was in love with her.

Brendan even designed a whole laser surgery setup. It was all automatic.

The procedure involved cutting a hole in the base

of Brendan's skull so the gel could circulate.

Gruesome, but not dangerous.

Not the way Brendan had preset the laser.

But the angle of entry must have been changed.

The laser severed Brendan's spinal cord.

It doesn't make sense. Why would she do what she needed you?

Because I guessed her secret.

When Alicia was at the university, she was attacked, brutally raped.

I think she shut her feelings off after that.

The robot was a way she could be safe.

She doesn't want to finish that robot to help Brendan or anyone else.

She wants to download herself into the thing

so she doesn't have to be human anymore. She wants to be a robot.

You must stop her.

Before she tries, she will die.

Serve her right.

We just want justice, Mr. Pym.

Will you help us?

If everything you've told me is true...

I can promise you justice will be done one way or another.

But you have to let me go back to Dr. Keller's lab.

Alone.

Miss Slate?

Tony Minetti.

You reporters certainly start your day early.

What can I help you with?

I'm doing a story on Italian-based companies in Vancouver.

Do you mind me asking you a few questions about yours?

Oh, I'd be delighted.

What sort of things do you import here?

We're in the export business.

Much more challenging.

All right, then. What do you export?

Items requiring specialized handling.

Meaning?

Be honest, Miss Slade.

You're not really interested in what we do here, are you?

Why would you say that?

Morgan told me you've been following him. Not that I blame you. He's quite a catch.

No social diseases, either. What with that wholesome Catholic background.

That's not why I'm following him.

I see you've been hurt.

Well, as I always say, Emilio a very amato e a very perso.

Don Maia a very amato a tuyo.

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Well then, thanks for your time.

I'm back.

What kept you?

You took the car, remember?

Right. Sorry.

Open the door, Alicia.

We have to talk.

Oh, I'm afraid it's gonna have to wait. I'm right in the middle of something.

Putting yourself in the robot?

Look like anybody you know? Synthetic skin. Developed for burn patients.

I think I've put it to a better use.

It'll never work.

Because of what happened to Brendan?

I don't think his experience is applicable.

He was trying to help you.

I didn't need him anymore.

I'd already discovered what the gel could do.

I knew that it didn't just pattern itself on the human brain.

It could make a perfect copy.

So Brendan had to go.

And if it's any comfort to you,

I know, Alicia.

What do you know, Morgan?

I know what happened to you at the university.

You don't have to do this.

There's still time. We've still got a day.

When I'm finished, I'll have all the time in the world.

I don't think that putting yourself into that

thing is going to get you out of your deal.

Hey, if there's no soul in my body, there's nothing to collect.

Your soul isn't just electrical current.

Everything I am is right here. And when I'm in there, I'll be a new species.

Invulnerable.

Immortal. And unlike you, I'll be free.

Lisa, you can't outsmart the devil!

Of course I can. I outsmarted you, didn't I?

Thanks for all your help.

I think about it, and yeah, it makes sense.

I think about it, I think about it, CHOIR SINGS

Love what she's done with the place. Very homey.

Ew.

What is that stuff? Jello?

You knew. Of course I knew, and I must say, she played you like a harp.

Well, God created man, looks like woman created herself.

Shall we go have a look?

Hmm.

Hello, anybody home?

The transfer is complete.

I've succeeded.

Mazel tov. How's it feel?

There seems to be a malfunction.

I can't move.

A malfunction, imagine that. What have you done to her? Me? Nothing.

She just made a little miscalculation.

I don't understand.

Here you are, stuck in this chair, just like Brendan.

If you could only appreciate the irony. But then again,

you never did have any sense of humor.

I should be able to move.

Would you like to know the difference between you

and Brendan? No, don't get up, I'll tell you.

His body doesn't work, but he's still human, and humans want things.

That's how I stay in business. But you, you're not human anymore.

You're just a bunch of electrical impulses.

Pure thought.

No joy, no sadness, no anger, no fear, no desire.

You can understand wanting to move, but you can't want it anymore.

And that's the only way to move this big metal body of yours.

Well, well.

Vivo Impata.

Live and learn.

No.

You're wrong.

I should be able to move.

I will move.

Did you really think you could beat me with the intelligence I gave you?

I will make adjustments.

Recalculate.

Let's go. You can't just leave her like this. No, it's all right.

I paid the electricity bill for the next millennium.

Who knows?

Maybe she'll come up with something.

In the meantime, I've got to hand it to her.

She's the first client I've ever had who's designed her own personal hell.

Original calculations confirmed.

I will move now.

Original calculations confirmed.

I will move now.

Original calculations confirmed.

I will move now.

I will move now.

I will move now.

I will move now.

The people at GTI know where she is. They'll come looking for the chip.

They'll come looking for me.

Bill, we were supposed to wait.

We waited long enough. I'm gonna go get the car. I'll be back here in five minutes.

Brendan, what are you doing here on a Saturday?

Don't count on me to clean up your messes next time.

Original calculations confirmed.

I will move now. I will move now.

Satsang CHOIR SINGS © transcript Emily Beynon