OtherLife Page #4

You saw?

A drug like this...

who needs to face reality?

Byron.

Oh, sh*t.

You told me no risk.

Oh, sh*t.

Wake up.

Wake up!

Sh*t.

Oh, Jesus, God! Thank f***!

Ren, you scared the crap...

Oh, f***!

Sh*t!

No, no, no! No, no.

Byron?

Hi.

Jesus, I was scared.

I'm so sorry.

What did they do to you?

What is your ambition

for this technology, Ms Amari?

To give people a chance at

a life they might never know.

Thank you.

Partner.

Sorry about the nose.

It's okay.

Maybe I pushed a little hard

on this virtual confinement thing.

Yeah, about that.

I'm gonna withdraw.

What?

Wait, what are you saying?

I will take my time, wrap up R and D.

The company is yours,

but the patent stays with me.

What f***ing use is that?

- Danny died.

- Yeah, but...

Look...

What happened to you in there?

- Dr Amari.

- It's me.

A colleague told me what Sam did.

You get to say I told you so.

So long as you're okay.

- I'm fine. It's over.

- Good.

Confinement... Unbelievable.

Dad, let's go to the hospital.

- Are you sure?

- I am.

I'll make the arrangements.

Thank you.

- Sam.

- You need to see something.

- I told you...

- Five minutes? In person.

Good luck.

Here she is.

Hey. Come. Come here, come here.

How you doing?

Come in, sit down...

and take a look at something.

Hey.

To our resident genius.

Oh, not me.

You, dumbass.

Okay, what's going on?

You feeling good?

Let's talk about that.

Look at the limbic.

- I was scared.

- Yeah. Here, you're scared.

Here, you like it.

Tell me what was so good

about being in that cell.

- I knew it.

- She f***ing broke out!

Screw the prison,

make me a drug that gives people

fully interactive experiences.

No, no, no. We have done this.

- What?

- It doesn't matter.

This is a major breakthrough.

This is gonna save our company.

There's enough data

to reverse-engineer the code.

- Right?

- It's rough.

Another trial with a conscious

interaction would be useful...

Okay, whatever. A few tweaks, of course.

Ba-da-bing! You two do

that thing you do so well...

I'm not going back.

- You're the only one who can.

- It's not going to be anyone.

You f***ing owe me!

Just remember when we started this.

Yeah?

I was working in app development.

You were writing that thesis

no one could understand.

And now, look at us.

We're about to change the world.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no. Just, just...

Will you sit?

Please? Please.

"Broadening minds."

That's what you said to me.

That's what we're supposed to be doing.

If you'd share this discovery,

we can make that possible.

But if I can't change your mind,

then what about this?

- What the f***?

- Did I get her?

You son of a b*tch!

Shh. It's just a minute.

Relax, relax, relax.

It's okay.

It's just a minute.

Hook it up.

Byron, you wanna be rich? Do it!

No.

The sooner we get the f***ing data,

the sooner we can get her out.

Are we good?

Are we good?

It's online.

It's working? It's online?

Yes.

No!

It's just code. It's just code.

You've done this before,

you can do it again.

You've done this before,

you can do it again.

Wait, wait. What was that?

- What's that? That. What is it?

- Shut up! I don't know.

- Fix it, Byron.

- F***ing wait!

Get his feet.

Grab his f***ing feet!

That's six months.

- Ren.

- Do you think he'll break out?

What are we waiting for?

Hmm?

Ren! What are we waiting for?

How long is it?

Ren, bring him back now.

- He's going to die.

- Induce arrhythmia.

Someone call an ambulance. Now!

Ren!

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