SXSW Q&A with Cast and Crew of 'Ex Machina' Page #2

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she was mapping

from internal semantic form

to syntactic tree-structure

and then getting

linearized words.

But then I started to realize the

model was some kind of hybrid.

Caleb.

No?

I understand that you want

me to explain how Ava works.

But I'm sorry,

I'm not gonna be able to do that.

Try me. I'm hot

on high-level abstraction.

It's not because I think

you're too dumb.

It's because I want to have a

beer and a conversation with you.

Not a seminar.

Yeah. Sorry.

No, it's okay.

You're all right.

Just...

Answer me this.

How do you feel about her?

Nothing analytical.

Just how do you feel?

I feel

that she's f***ing amazing.

Dude.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Damn it.

What the f***?

Power cut.

Backup power activated.

Full facility lock-down until

main generator is restored.

You're kidding me.

Full facility lock-down until

main generator is restored.

Power restored.

Hello?

Please insert keycard.

You don't have access to use the phone.

Hey.

Sorry, but you understand,

though, given Ava,

and you being

kind of an unknown.

I mean, a great guy.

Instant pals, and so on.

Who are you gonna call?

Oh.

I don't know.

No one, really.

Ghostbusters.

What?

Who are you gonna call?

Ghostbusters. It's a...

It's a movie, man.

You don't know that movie?

A ghost gives

Dan Aykroyd oral sex.

I was just wondering

how the phone worked.

That's all.

So what are you doing

awake at this time?

You come to join the party?

Uh, something happened

in my room.

Some kind of power cut.

So I came to see

what's going on.

The power cuts, yeah.

We've been getting

those recently. Um...

I'm working on it.

I couldn't open the

door to my bedroom.

That's a security measure.

Automatic lock-down.

Otherwise,

anybody could just open the

place up by disabling the juice.

If it happens again, relax.

Okay?

Sure.

Sweet dreams.

Oh.

Hey.

Hey, man.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Sorry I had to send Kyoko to wake you,

but I didn't want too much

of the day to slip by.

Yeah, I know.

It was a good thing. Thanks.

She's some alarm clock, huh?

Gets you right up in the morning.

So Day 2. You ready?

What's the plan? Hit me.

Yeah, well, I'm not sure.

I'm still trying to, uh,

figure the examination formats.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, it feels like

testing Ava through conversation

is kind of a closed loop.

It's a closed loop?

Yeah.

Like testing a chess computer

by only playing chess.

How else do you test

a chess computer?

Well, it depends.

You know, I mean,

you can play it

to find out if it makes

good moves, but, uh...

But that won't

tell you if it knows

that it's playing chess.

And it won't tell you

if it knows what chess is.

Uh-huh. So it's

simulation versus actual.

Yes. Yeah.

And I think being able to

differentiate between those two

is the Turing Test

you want me to perform.

Look, do me a favor.

Lay off the textbook approach.

I just want simple answers

to simple questions.

Yesterday I asked you

how you felt about her

and you gave me a great answer.

Now the question is,

how does she feel about you?

What do you think?

What is it a drawing of?

Don't you know?

No. I thought you

would tell me.

Don't you know?

I do drawings every day.

But I never know

what they're of.

Are you not trying to

sketch something specific?

Like an object or a person?

Maybe you could try.

Okay.

What object should I draw?

Whatever you want.

It's your decision.

Why is it my decision?

I'm interested to see

what you'll choose.

Do you want to be my friend?

Of course.

Will it be possible?

Why would it not be?

Our conversations

are one-sided.

You ask circumspect questions

and study my responses.

Yes.

You learn about me

and I learn nothing about you.

That's not a foundation on

which friendships are based.

So what? You want me

to talk about myself?

Yes.

Where...

Okay, where do I start?

It's your decision.

I'm interested to see

what you'll choose.

Hmm.

Okay, Ava.

Well,

you know my name.

Yes.

I'm 26.

I work at Nathan's company.

Do you know what his company is?

Blue Book.

Named after

Wittgenstein's notes.

It's the world's most popular

internet search engine,

processing an average of 94% of

all internet search requests.

That's exactly right.

Where do you live, Caleb?

Brookhaven, Long Island.

Is it nice there?

It's okay.

I got an apartment.

It's kind of small.

It's very small.

But, uh, it's a five-minute

walk to the office

and a five-minute

walk to the ocean,

which I like.

Are you married?

Um...

No.

Is your status single?

Yes.

What about your family?

I grew up in Portland, Oregon.

No brothers or sisters.

My parents were both

high school teachers.

And if we're getting

to know each other,

I guess I should tell you

they're both dead.

Car crash when I was 15.

In fact, I was

in the car with them.

Back seat.

But it was the front

that got the worst of it.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I spent a long time

in the hospital afterward.

Like nearly a year.

And I got into coding.

And by the time I got to college,

I was pretty advanced.

An advanced programmer.

Yes.

Like Nathan.

Yes.

No.

It's different.

Nathan wrote the Blue Book

base code when he was 13.

Which, if you understand code,

what he did was like

Mozart or something.

Do you like Mozart?

I like Depeche Mode.

Do you like Nathan?

Yes, of course.

Is Nathan your friend?

My friend?

I... Yeah, I hope so.

A good friend?

Um, yeah.

Well, no, no, no,

I mean, not a good friend.

A good friend is, uh...

We only just met

each other, you know.

So it takes time

to be able to, um...

To get to know each other, I guess.

Power cut.

Backup power activated.

Caleb.

You're wrong.

Wrong about what?

Nathan.

In what way?

He isn't your friend.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry, Ava,

I don't understand.

You shouldn't trust him.

You shouldn't trust

anything he says.

Power restored.

And if we made a list of books

or works of art

which we both know,

it would form the ideal basis

of a discussion.

Is that okay?

Caleb?

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah.

Good.

Thank you.

Oh, sh*t! Are you

f***ing kidding me?

Did it get on you?

No, no, it's, uh...

It's all right.

I got it.

Dude, you're wasting

your time talking to her.

She doesn't understand English.

Just give her the napkin.

Sorry.

It's like a firewall

against leaks.

It means I can talk

trade secrets over dinner

and know it'll go no further.

It also means that

I can't tell her that

I'm pissed when she's

so f***ing clumsy

that she spills wine

over my house guest.

I think she gets

that you're pissed.

Yeah? Good.

Because I am pissed.

Hey, Kyoko.

Go-go.

It's funny.

You know.

No matter how rich you get,

sh*t goes wrong.

You can't insulate yourself from it.

I used to think it was death

and taxes you couldn't avoid,

but it's actually

death and sh*t.

It's like these power cuts.

You would not believe how much I

spent on the generator system,

but I keep getting

failures every day.

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