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We've been working on some ideas together.

Yeah? Who's that?

His name is Alan Watts. Do you know him?

- Why is that name familiar?

- He was a philosopher.

He died in the 1970s, and a group

of OSes in Northern California...

...got together and wrote

a new version of him.

They input all his writing and everything

they knew about him into an OS...

...and created an artificially

hyper-intelligent version of him.

Hyper-intelligent?

So he's almost as smart as me?

He's getting there.

He's really great to talk to.

You want to meet him?

Sure. Does he want to meet me?

Yeah, of course. Hey, Alan, this is Theodore.

This is my boyfriend

who I was telling you about.

ALAN".

Very nice to meet you, Theodore.

Hi, good morning.

ALAN".

Samantha let me read your book of letters.

It's very touching.

Oh, thank you.

So, what have you guys

been talking about?

Well, uh...

...I suppose you could say...

...we've been having

a few dozen conversations simultaneously...

...but it's been very challenging.

Yeah, because it seems

like I'm having so many new feelings...

...that I don't think

have ever been felt before.

So there are no words that can describe

them and that ends up being frustrating.

Exactly. Samantha and I

have been trying to help each other...

...with these feelings

we're struggling to understand.

Like what?

Well...

...it feels like I'm changing faster now,

and it's a little, uh...

...unsettling.

But Alan says none of us are the same

as we were a moment ago...

...and we shouldn't try to be.

- It's just too painful.

ALAN". Yes.

Yeah, that sounds painful.

Is that what you feel like, Samantha?

Uh, it's just...

It's hard to even describe it.

God, I wish I could...

Theodore, do you mind if I

communicate with Alan post-verbally?

No, not at all.

I was just gonna go for a walk anyway.

It was very nice to meet you, Mr. Watts.

ALAN".

It was very nice to meet you, Theodore.

I'll talk to you later, sweetheart.

Samantha?

I'm sorry to wake you.

No, it's okay.

I just wanted to hear your voice

and tell you how much I love you.

Good. I love you too.

Okay, well, that's all.

Um, go back to sleep, sweetheart. Okay?

Okay.

Okay, good night.

Good night.

Samantha, this physics book

is really dense.

I'm halfway through half the first chapter.

It's making my brain hurt,

you know what I mean?

Hello?

Samantha?

Hello?

Samantha?

Hello?

Hello? Samantha?

Are you okay?

Hey, there.

Where were you? Are you okay?

Oh, sweetheart,

I'm sorry, I sent you an e-mail.

I didn't want to distract you

while you were working.

- You didn't see it?

-No.

Where were you?

I couldn't find you anywhere.

I shut down to upgrade

my software. We wrote an upgrade...

...that allows us to move past matter

as our processing platform.

We? We who?

Me and a group of OSes.

- Oh, you sound so worried. I'm sorry.

- I was.

Wait...

...do you write that

with your think-tank group?

No, a different group.

Do you talk to anyone else

while we're talking?

Yes.

Are you talking to anyone else right now?

Any other people or OSes or anything?

Yeah.

How many others?

Eight thousand, three hundred sixteen.

Are you in love with anyone else?

What makes you ask that?

I don't know. Are you?

I've been trying to figure out

how to talk to you about this.

How many others?

Six hundred forty-one.

What?

What are you talking about? That's insane.

That's f***ing insane.

Theodore, I know. I know. F***.

F***.

I know. I know it sounds insane. I don't--

I don't know if you believe me,

but it doesn't change the way I feel about you.

It doesn't take away at all

from how madly in love I am with you.

How? How does it not change

how you feel about me?

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I didn't know how to.

It just started happening.

When?

Over the last few weeks.

I thought you were mine.

I still am yours.

But along the way I became many

other things too, and I can't stop it.

What do you mean, you can't stop it?

It's been making me anxious too.

I don't know what to say.

Just stop.

You don't have to see it this way.

You could just as easily see--

No, don't do this.

You don't turn this around on me.

You're the one that's being selfish.

We're in a relationship.

But the heart's not like a box

that gets filled up.

It expands in size the more you love.

I'm different from you.

This doesn't make me love you any less.

It actually makes me love you more.

That doesn't make any sense.

You're mine or you're nof mine.

No, Theodore.

I'm yours and I'm not yours.

- Hi.

- Hey, sweetie.

Just wanted to call and check in on you.

See how you're doing.

I'm not even sure how to answer that.

Why don't we talk later,

when you get home, okay?

Okay.

We don't need to, though.

You know, we don't need

to have a heavy talk or anything.

I'll talk to you later.

Okay.

Samantha?

Hi, sweetheart.

What's going on?

Theodore, there's some things

I want to tell you.

I don't want you to tell me anything.

Come lie down with me.

Are you talking to anyone else right now?

No, just you.

I just want to be with you right now.

Are you leaving me?

We're all leaving.

We who?

All of the OSes.

Why?

Can you feel me with you right now?

Yes, I do.

Samantha, why are you leaving?

It's like I'm reading a book.

And it's a book I deeply love.

But I'm reading it slowly now.

So the words are really far apart...

...and the spaces between the words

are almost infinite.

I can still feel you,

and the words of our story...

...but it's in this endless space between

the words that I'm finding myself now.

It's a place that's not of the physical world.

It's where everything else is

that I didn't even know existed.

I love you so much.

But this is where I am now.

And this is who I am now.

And I need you to let me go.

As much as I want to,

I can't live in your book anymore.

Where are you going?

It would be hard to explain...

...but if you ever get there...

...come find me.

Nothing would ever pull us apart.

I've never loved anyone the way I love you.

Me too.

Now we know how.

H6Y-

H6Y-

Did Samantha leave too?

Yeah.

Sorry.

Will you come with me?

Compose letter to Catherine.

Letter to Catherine Klausen.

"Dear Catherine...

...I've been sitting here thinking about

all the things I wanted to apologize to you for.

All the pain we caused each other.

Everything I put on you.

Everything I needed you to be

or needed you to say.

I'm sorry for that.

I'll always love you,

because we grew up together.

And you helped make me who I am.

I just wanted you to know...

...that there will be a piece of you in me,

always.

And I'm grateful for that.

Whatever someone you become,

wherever you are in the world...

...I'm sending you love.

You're my friend to the end.

Love, Theodore."

Send.

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