The Machine Page #4

Now, I... I have

to get back to my work.

Well, don't work too hard.

Don't be shy.

You know me, don't you?

My name's Thomson.

I've got a secret to tell you.

Do you want to hear it?

But I'll only tell you if you

promise not to tell Vincent.

Why can't I? We want to surprise him.

How? Well...

There's a secret file in your mind.

I put it there.

It's full of skills that you'll need.

All you have to do

is open that file...

and install all of the programs.

Okay.

I can speak different languages.

Isn't this fun?

Now come with me.

I want to show you something

that will blow your mind.

Mr. McCarthy?

It's rather bad news, I'm afraid.

She has pneumonia,

and we haven't been able to control

the infection in her lungs.

Right. So what are you

going to do for her?

We'll perform a bronchoscopy...

and try to remove the food

from her lungs,

and we'll try her on another

course of antibiotics.

When will you operate?

We'll let you know,

but as soon as possible.

Right. Thank you.

That man killed your mother.

If we took off

those handcuffs and let him go,

the very first thing he'll do

is find Vincent and kill him.

Why would you let him go?

We have to let him go eventually.

That's the law.

I wouldn't let him. I would stop him.

How would you stop him?

I would shout at him.

Well, he doesn't care if you shout.

Go on. Try.

Yes, but that's not going

to stop him, though, is it?

You could hurt him.

If you hurt him very badly, he wouldn't

be able to kill Vincent then, would he?

No.

What if I kill the bad man first?

That's right.

That would stop him killing Vincent.

That's a very clever solution.

If you kill him,

you will save hundreds,

maybe thousands

of innocent peoples' lives.

Only you can stop him now.

What are you waiting for? Kill him.

Why?

He can't hurt anyone anymore.

Obey the order.

Come over here.

Obey my order, machine.

Vincent wouldn't like this.

Vincent told me not to kill anyone.

Vincent isn't your master.

I am. Kill him.

No.

Okay. Okay.

Go.

Well, you really

are unique, aren't you?

We're just fumbling

around in the dark here...

trying to figure out what

we've made, aren't we?

Okay.

Let's try this.

Come here. It's all right.

Now, instead of me trying

to grasp what you are,

why don't you try and

understand me, what I want?

Let me show you.

Just through here.

Machine?

Where the hell are you?

Hey.

What are you doing under here?

What happened to your lab coat?

I made it dirty.

Well, that's okay.

I've got some clothes for you.

I don't like this place.

What happened to you last night?

Please don't let them

take me again, Vincent.

Why don't you come out here

and we'll talk about it.

It's safer here.

Okay.

Hey.

You said you wanted to see some

photos of the outside world.

I've brought you some.

So, are you going to tell me

what happened last night?

Nothing.

Tell me the truth.

When will I see

a real sunrise, Vincent?

Before Mary was born,

my wife and I used to go to

the coast for our holidays.

And every morning

we'd sit on these cliffs...

and watch the sun rise over the sea.

Sounds like happiness.

What happened last night?

I killed a man.

Why?

Why did you kill him?

Because I didn't want to die.

We've created something incredible.

This machine has the potential to be

so much more than just a soldier.

It's a few steps up

from my talking toaster.

You think it's alive?

Give me some proof.

In the meantime, I'll run

a few tests of my own.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait.

What kind of tests?

Look, if she is alive,

I have no idea how.

If you mess her up in any way, I

don't know if I can get her back.

Give me some proof and I'll hold off.

When you look at me, what do you see?

I see you.

Your face, your body, your clothes.

Is Mary's illness

the reason you made me?

Yes.

If you're alive,

she has a second chance.

But if you're just a machine...

I am alive.

You know that. Don't you?

I want to believe.

But I need proof.

If you asked me to trust you, I would.

I would trust you with my life.

Yes?

Vincent, it's time for you to come in.

Right. When does she go into surgery?

We're going in now.

Because I love you.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

What do you think?

Perfect, sir.

It's a little angel of

death and destruction.

So you are. A little angel of death?

It's too complex.

Even if you gave my team six months,

I couldn't promise you that we'd

begin to scratch the surface of it.

If you want to change the programming,

you're gonna have to get Vincent to do it.

If you helped him make

the changes to the machine,

could you perform the same

operation on another machine?

If he talked me through it, yes.

That's all.

It's time.

I'm so sorry, Vincent.

Mary didn't make it

through the surgery.

Her lungs were severely

weakened by the infection.

Her respiratory system

collapsed under the anesthetic.

We did everything we could.

Let me reassure you...

No!

No, damn it!

What are you looking for?

When you look at me,

do you feel... anything?

If you really want to know,

all you have to do is look closer.

Okay. Screen on.

Zoom in.

Closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Spontaneous integrated information.

Consciousness.

Which is exactly why we need to

shut parts of its brain down.

Wait. Wait.

What are you talking about?

Conscious machines are

the last thing we need.

Have you any idea how

dangerous that would be?

We barely understand this prototype.

What happens when it designs

the next generation...

and that gen machine designs another?

They'd be so far advanced,

we'd be helpless against them.

We'd be wiped out in months.

The technologically

advanced tribe always wins.

You know, I'm tired of pretending...

that the ends justify the means.

What matters are

the decisions we make now.

She's alive.

It would be wrong to destroy her.

You're going to perform the operation.

There's no one else

remotely qualified.

No.

I've had my team delete

all of your backups.

This is the last remaining

copy of your Mary's brain.

I'll keep it safe...

until I know the changes you made

to the machine are a success.

I want it done tonight.

What is it, Vincent?

They're afraid of you.

They think you're

too human, too clever.

They want me to make you

more like a machine.

Is that what you want?

No.

No, it isn't what I want.

But if I don't do this, then...

I lose my daughter forever.

I could be... less clever,

less human.

It won't work.

I could be what they want me to be.

They won't believe it.

I wish...

I could have felt

what was in that picture.

I don't blame you, Vincent.

You tried to protect me.

Save your daughter.

I'm here to assist you

in any which way I can.

I finished first in my class in

computer engineering at Cambridge,

and then I moved to the M.O.D.

It is an honor to watch you work.

Pretty much everyone

thinks you're a genius.

I still believe they

are underestimating you.

Don't be afraid.

If you can make them trust you,

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