The Machine Page #3

Sorry to interrupt.

I just want to congratulate

you on the Turing test.

I fooled them.

They thought I was human.

Machine. How can we

win a war against China?

Use an android to infiltrate C.P...

and assassinate the paramount

leader, the party elders,

and the heads of the politburo

and discipline commission.

Well, why didn't I think of that?

When they are all dead, civil

unrest will tear the country apart.

If you hate this place so much,

why have you stayed for so long?

Why don't you just leave?

My research is too important to me.

My daughter has Rett syndrome.

I hoped a brain implant

would help her.

So you've been using the defense

budget to try and cure your daughter?

Yes.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

So you're gonna try and fix

the broken connections...

in your daughter's brain with mine?

Yes.

As soon as I can scan her brain.

Well, if I'm gonna help you, then

let's not lie to each other anymore.

You'll help me?

You're stealing money for war...

to cure brain damage.

Of course I'm gonna help you.

Should we see if she needs

a ride into town?

Yeah, okay.

Mrs. Dawson?

Mrs. Dawson, it's Ava.

Do you remember me? You

told me about your son.

Mrs. Dawson?

Are you okay?

What are you doing?

Get away from her!

Sh*t.

Please.

What do you want? What are you...

Yes.

They were M.S.S... Chinese spooks.

The Chinese want to delay

our robotics program.

Killing scientists has always been

the best way to achieve that.

So why didn't they kill me?

What, didn't they tell you? A patrol

found you. There was a gun battle.

Bastards escaped into the forest.

You must have a guardian angel

looking after you.

I want to move to phase two...

using the scans of Ava's face.

Is that a good idea...

her brain and now her face?

It won't be Ava. It'll be a machine.

Okay, but it's creepy,

though, isn't it? Why?

Are you worried she'll be the ghost at

the feast? What's that supposed to mean?

Anyway, you were the one

working with her.

If anybody's going to feel

guilty, it's going to be you.

Is that the idea?

Or is this going to be like a monument

to all of your dead assistants?

That's what you want, hey?

Knock yourself out.

Machine. Open your eyes.

I'm now going to remove

the restraints for tests.

Vincent.

You smell sweet.

Thank you. For what?

You're being gentle.

If I wasn't gentle, you would break.

I don't want to hurt you, Vincent.

Good.

Good. You shouldn't hurt people.

Is that binding?

Because we will want her to hurt

quite a few people eventually.

Let's give her the psych test.

What makes you happy?

Opening my eyes makes me happy.

What makes you scared?

The dark void that I existed in...

before I had a body.

What's your first memory?

My mother's face.

And you remember what

your mother looked like?

She looked like me.

What makes you angry?

I've never been angry.

Let's make it angry.

The lights are beautiful.

This tube makes my voice

sound funny, deeper.

Deeper than normal.

Hello.

Don't go.

Hello.

What are you doing?

Doesn't seem to like

that too much, does it?

Could be a hardwired response.

Girls are genetically predisposed

to dislike spiders. Boys aren't.

So it is a girl?

Glad we gave it tits then.

Don't want some confused

lady-boy robot on our hands.

All right, that's enough. Take

that bloody thing off its head.

Thank you.

Thank you, Vincent.

Thank you for saving me.

Hello. Hello.

Why won't you look at me?

Hello.

Please talk to me.

Boo!

Vincent. Clowns bleed.

Jesus! He's dead.

You killed him.

That's enough for now.

I didn't know it was a man.

I didn't know man and

clown were the same.

I'm sorry. Can you fix him?

No. You can't fix someone who's dead!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Don't kill anyone else.

Do you understand?

Do you understand, machine?

Machine?

Sir? How can I help you?

Hi. Vincent?

I imagine you may need a new assistant

to help with the... you-know-what.

Ava wasn't my assistant.

Great. Because, um,

I want to explain...

that I am more than capable

of taking a senior position.

Do you mind if I join you?

Yes, I do mind.

F*** off.

Okay. Sure.

James. I heard you lost your

speech because of the implant.

I'm sorry.

I am working on a way to restore it.

Ava's dead.

I think they killed her.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

I can't find anything wrong with you.

Why won't you talk?

Why won't you move?

Because we will want her to hurt

quite a few people eventually.

How can you trust something

that doesn't fear...

Soldiers who were so brain-damaged

that they were better off dead...

till we helped them.

There are side effects.

After the operation, they

lose the power of speech.

If you're helping them,

why did he seem like

he was a prisoner here?

Or just another one of those freaks.

What's your first memory?

Why won't you talk?

Why won't you talk?

Shh. It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. Shh.

It's okay. It's okay.

Shh. Shh.

I thought you were broken.

I wasn't broken.

I was sad.

Are you sad now?

Are you trying to smile?

I am smiling.

Right. We'll have to work on that.

- Hello.

- It's Dr. Jackson.

Is anything wrong?

Mary's breathing seems

to be getting worse.

Right. Wha... What's her temperature?

Actually, we'd just

like you to come in.

We'd like to admit her.

Your hair feels like

carpet and like fur.

Mr. McCarthy? Right.

I'll come straight away.

Thank you.

You look sad.

I have to leave.

Don't go. Talk to me. Touch me.

Let go of my arm.

But I don't want you to go.

Let go of my arm.

Let go of my... Don't be angry.

Let go of my bloody arm!

You can't use your strength to bully people.

Do you understand me?

Look at me.

I have to go.

When I come back, we'll play

some puzzle games. All right?

And listen to music too?

Yes, yes. We'll... We'll

listen to some music too.

Yes.

I think she may have aspirated

some food into her lung.

I'll administer a course of

antibiotics through the feeding tube.

That should cure the infection.

Vincent.

What's going on? Well, it's

broken free and it's out the lab.

Wait. No.

Let go of my arm.

Special Forces are coming.

Just wait for them. It's too dangerous.

Why did you hug me?

I found a picture...

of your daughter in your wallet.

Is she sick?

Is that why you are sad?

You made those connections?

I built them from moments...

things you've said and done.

I feel them.

The feelings help me build a picture.

I'm sorry...

that she is sick.

Can you fix her?

What are you really?

How do I know that you're alive...

and not just a clever

imitation of life?

How do you know if Thomson is alive...

or your daughter?

What makes my clever imitation of

life any different from theirs?

They're human.

They are alive.

But how do you know that?

You can't see their thoughts.

Apart from their flesh,

what makes them any different from me?

You okay in there, sir?

Yes. Yes. Everything's fine, thank you.

- Are you sure?

- Yes. Yes, I am sure.

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