Ex Machina Page #4

CALEB:

You bet. This is great.

NATHAN:

What?

CALEB:

... Sorry?

NATHAN:

There's something wrong. What is

it?

CALEB:

There's nothing wrong.

15.

NATHAN:

It's the windows. You're thinking:

there's no windows. And it's not

cosy. It's claustrophobic.

CALEB:

No. No way. I wasn't thinking

that. I was thinking: this is

really cool.

NATHAN:

Caleb. There's a reason the room

has no windows.

CALEB:

... There is?

NATHAN:

Uh-huh. In many ways, this

building isn't a house. It's a

research facility. Buried in these

walls are enough fibre optic cables

to reach the Moon and lasso it.

NATHAN sits on the bed.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

And I want to talk to you about

what I'm researching. I want to

share it with you. In fact, I want

to share it with you so much, it's

eating me up inside.

Beat.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

But there's something I need you to

do for me first.

CALEB:

... What?

NATHAN indicates the desk - where a pen sits next to a

printed document.

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INT. HOUSE/CALEB'S BEDROOM - DAY

CALEB sits at the desk in his room, holding NATHAN'S pen.

In front of him is a sheet of paper, which reads, at the top:

NON DISCLOSURE AGREEMENT

16.

CALEB:

`The signee agrees to regular data

audit with unlimited access, to

confirm that no disclosure of

information has taken place, in

public or private forums, using any

means of communication, including

but not limited to that which is

disclosed orally or in written or

electronic form...'

CALEB glances back at NATHAN on the bed.

CALEB (CONT'D)

I think I need a lawyer.

NATHAN:

It's standard.

CALEB:

It doesn't feel very standard.

NATHAN:

Okay, it's not standard.

NATHAN shrugs.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

What can I tell you? You don't

have to sign. We could spend the

next seven days shooting pool and

getting drunk together. Bonding.

And when you discover what you

missed out on, in a year or so's

time, you'll spend the rest of your

life regretting it.

CALEB turns back to the desk.

Looks at the paper.

Then hesitates a final moment -

- and signs.

When he looks round, NATHAN has moved from the bed, and is

standing directly behind him.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

Good call.

NATHAN takes the piece of paper.

Folds it. Puts it in his pocket.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

So.

17.

Beat.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

Do you know what the Turing Test

is?

CALEB reacts - immediately knowing what NATHAN has just

implied.

CALEB:

... Yeah. I know what the Turing

Test is.

NATHAN waits.

CALEB (CONT'D)

It's where a human interacts with a

computer. And if the human can't

tell they're interacting with a

computer, the test is passed.

NATHAN:

And what does a pass tell us?

CALEB:

That the computer has artificial

intelligence.

Beat.

CALEB (CONT'D)

... Are you telling me you're

building an AI?

NATHAN shakes his head.

NATHAN:

I've already built one.

NATHAN stands.

NATHAN (CONT'D)

And over the next few days, you're

going to be the human component in

a Turing Test.

CALEB:

... Holy sh*t.

NATHAN:

That's right, Caleb. You got it.

Because if that test is passed, you

are dead center of the single

greatest scientific event in the

history of man.

18.

CALEB:

If you've created a conscious

machine, it's not the history of

man. It's the history of Gods.

NATHAN smiles.

NATHAN:

I like you.

CUT TO -

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INT. HOUSE/OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY

- what appears to be a neon coloured jellyfish. Tendrils

like axons, hanging in a black-blue liquid space.

REVEAL -

- the jellyfish is contained in a glass orb.

Which is held in an exposed cavity at the back of machined

skull-shape...

... which is part of a robot girl.

Her name is AVA.

She's an extraordinary piece of engineering.

Proportioned as a slender female in her twenties, her limbs

and torso are a mixture of metal and plastic and carbon

fibre.

The carbon fibre is charcoal colour. The plastic is cream.

The metal has the yellow-warmth of nickel.

The shapes of her body approximate the form of muscle. There

are biceps, and breasts. Her hands have five delicate

digits.

Her body-structure is covered in a delicate skin. The skin

is a mesh, in the pattern of a honeycomb. Like a spiderweb,

it is almost invisible unless side-lit.

The one part of her that is not obviously an inorganic

construct is her face - which is that of a strikingly

beautiful girl. Created in a defined oval, from the top of

the forehead to just below her chin. Indistinguishable from

a real girl in its appearance and in the way it moves -

except for one thing.

There is a very slight, almost imperceptible blankness in her

eyes.

19.

As we observe AVA, she fits a section of skull-plate to the

back of her head, which obscures the glass orb and jellyfish

structure.

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