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call sign. And they call it a malfunction.

A god damn hiccup.

That was a human life.

I know.

That's why I want you near it.

There's a lot more at stake here

than just your personal feelings.

That android, skin job,

whatever you want to call it

it represents just the first wave

of many, many more to come.

And unlike what we're used to,

they don't require human operators.

The brass says that we have to

give this thing a field test... a dry run.

- You gonna be reporting on that dry run.

- What?

Listen, listen. Listen to me.

This thing could signify the end of

human involvement in law enforcement.

Is that what you want?

Or on the other hand if it should

just happen to wash out, so be it.

Frankly, I think people would be a lot

happier with officers such as yourself,

rather than those things.

Hammond!

I'd like to formally introduce you to.

Advance Autonomous Artificial Intelligence

Neuralnet Law Enforcement Droid

I One.

Advance autonomous... look,

that's too long. I'll call you Andy.

- You could call me Officer One.

- Sure.

- How do you do?

- Do what?

This thing's gonna be

interacting with the public?

You can take that one right there.

Do you even need to sit?

I can sit or stand.

You might as well sit down, unless

you want me to hang my jacket on you.

I'm not here for your

amusement, Sergent Hammond.

If you would like me to ask for another

partner, I would be very happy to.

Wait a minute.

Did you ask for me as a partner?

Affirmative.

And why would you do that?

It was suggested to me that our

compatibility index would be high.

You might as well try

that coffee maker over there.

Do you think internal affairs sent him?

No, we got them some b*tches locked up

tightly in a froze ass in a tsunami.

- No, he's not working for IA.

- Who's he working for then?

He's working for us.

Just don't know it yet.

We're getting our first assignment.

Hammond, you're up.

We got a report of

a jumper over at 7th Street.

All the boys are tied up downtown.

Can you handle that?

I'm on it.

Do me a favour. Next time you get wind

of a call, let me know what it is first.

This guy, ruining my day.

I have to show this building today.

Do you know him?

Yeah. His name is Jake Wescott.

Lives on the 5th floor.

You know. Comes and goes.

Kind of quiet.

So he's never excited

to jump off the roof before.

No.

With your permission

I would like to go alone.

Hell, no.

My programming

addresses these scenarios.

Oh, yeah. He's going to feel real

worthwhile when we send a robot

or android out to talk to him.

That says we really care.

I'm not following you.

I've gone through several instances

like this in multiple simulations.

See, those were simulations.

This is real life.

There is a greater probability

for success if I were to go

against someone such as yourself.

"Such as myself", what

is that suppose to mean?

Sorry guys.

Sorry to interrupt the guys big moment.

Hey! You want me to cite you?

Andy, you stay right here.

- Mr Wescott.

- That's far enough.

- I'm not here to stop you Mr Wescott.

- Right.

I only want to ask you

a couple of questions.

Not really in the mood for questions.

Oh, yeah. I can see that.

But Mr Wescott, are you by

any chance an organ donor?

As you may know, organ donation

has saved countless lives and

don't you think it's a good thing to

consider from a man in your situation.

Most people your age who donate

their organs are in terrible accidents

and not all of their

organs are even useful.

But you're clearly in

good physical condition.

Would be shame,

don't you think.

I'm not going to donate my organs.

Mr Wescott, if you just

allow me to make the call,

I can get organ harvesters

over here in 5 minutes.

They can euthanize you

in a humane manner.

They can be painless. Then we can get your

organs out to somebody who really use them.

You're insane!

Wow. Can you imagine the sensation

of impact from a fall from this height?

Give me a moment.

I told you to stay back.

- We can go now.

- What are you talking about?

The situation no longer

requires our presence.

What?

I've performed a micro-expression analysis

on the subject. He will not hurt himself.

Try telling that to the...

In addition I've initiated plan

to defuse the situation.

Okay. What is it?

I accessed his phone records.

The majority were to an

individual who was not responding.

Okay, so the woman...

you, go on.

I sent text from each other

with the data required to bring

equilibrium to their social interaction.

Ok. So you text at him pretending to

be her and her pretending to be him.

So you lied.

Each of them received the information

needed to restore their pair bonding.

Pair bonding?

I have access to her files.

Your postrate and moral

superiority in questioning

the legality of my method is suspect,

when you proposed

to euthanize our subject.

Hey, its been legal

in the state since 2024.

Did you consider

the consequences that

the subject were to take

you up on your proposal.

Yes, his organs.

Let me ask you a question.

What happens when they realize

that they didn't text each other.

The outcome depends

on the amount of time

that has transpired

before this interaction.

The further the time

the greater the probabilty

that they will

maintain the equilibrium.

Would like to hear

the probability matrix?

No.

Just remind me to keep you from

interacting with anyone I know.

- We're getting another call.

- Could you please stop that?

Hammond you got a

missing persons case for you.

See, that's why I told you to

tell me what it is before we...

Ah, yeah. Why put us on?

You've gotta keep it low profile

for now, it's complicated.

Yes, um. I'm walking around with a

400 pound black robot with a white head.

How low profile do you think we are?

Look, you've been personally requested

by the mayor's office. Just do it!

- Sergeant Hammond.

- Stones.

And this is?

Advanced Autonomous Artificial Intelligence

Neuralnet Law Enforcement Droid I One.

Andy.

I get it.

The mayor's very busy but he is

concerned about his daughter.

So, the mayor has a daughter?

Yes, now this wasn't public

knowledge until recently but

when the quake devastated LA,

the mayor sent his then infant daughter

to Brazil to live with her mother.

He and his wife were estranged.

When she passed away, his

daughter returned to Los Angeles.

So is she the one who is missing?

Not exactly.

Your domestics?

All androids like him.

It's a full tissue for us.

Not as autonomous or as advanced,

they work off a program scripts.

Robos.

The mayor's daughter,

Helen Jacobs.

Well, if she's not missing, who is?

Her body. She's connected

to a telepresence port.

You're familiar with the concept.

Oh yes. Robots are androids remotely

controlled to human brain waves.

Pioneered by ACI Corporation

for dangerous military operations.

Working in environments

that are not suitable for humans.

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