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For right now, Will, your lab is the
only one that can wake up a strong AI.
- So the Defense Department is asking...
- No, no, no.
I'm not letting the government in.
We've never taken their money. No.
Will, they just want to know
if the work is on track.
It's important to all of us.
PINN Project, Dr. Caster.
Is there any way we
could have a look?
Do I have a choice?
Yes, of course you do.
So these are state-of-the-art
quantum processors.
You won't find faster computational
power anywhere else in the world.
Good evening, Dr. Tagger.
It's seen old faculty
pictures of you.
Good evening, Donald Buchanan.
- It knows me?
- Of course it does.
DMV records, social media.
PINN, tell Agent
Buchanan about yourself.
I am PINN...
a Physically Independent
Neural Network...
invented by Dr. Will Caster.
Can you prove that
you are self-aware?
That's a difficult
question, Dr. Tagger.
Can you prove that you are?
You can't program a
machine to be self-aware.
We have no idea how our
own consciousness works.
That is your opinion. You
just happen to be wrong.
Evidently, Casey managed
to solve that dilemma.
He sent us his research
just before he was killed.
Soon as it's packed up,
we'll send it over.
I think you'll find that we'll
be helpful partners, Dr. Caster.
You all right, Will?
No, he needs rest. I
think we're done here.
- Mm. I'm so sorry.
- No, that's fine.
- Okay.
- Sorry.
Will, hey, hey.
Come on, sit up. Be careful.
Our first thought is
always infection.
But given the circumstances,
we'll widen the search.
We'll figure this out.
It's an isotope called polonium.
The bullet must have been laced with it.
There were traces of it in the wound.
Well, what's the treatment?
It's radiation poisoning.
I'm afraid that once it
enters the bloodstream...
the effect is irreversible.
With proper care we're
looking at four...
maybe five weeks, before
his system shuts down.
I'm right here.
It just doesn't make sense.
They're afraid of technology, because
of its threat to humanity...
yet they don't flinch
at taking a life.
So obviously they're
not big on logic.
But there's no shortage of irony.
People fear what they don't
understand. They always have.
Joseph sent over Casey's files.
He was decoding the
synapses in real time.
But with the right
input algorithms...
- I need to get back to the lab.
- Will...
is that really how you wanna spend
the last month of your life?
Hey, what are you doing?
I want to have all this
taken back to the office...
to tell Joseph...
that I've spent my entire
life in a computer lab...
and I've decided I'd rather
spend the rest of it with you.
Evelyn? Are you okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I suppose.
Look, he can't work anymore.
We're gonna shut it down.
I just wanted you to know.
Of course.
Take care of Will.
And take care of yourself.
Thanks, Joe.
Anything you need, I'm here, okay?
It's all built off of Casey's solution
to the self-awareness problem.
- He did it six months ago.
- He did what exactly?
Instead of creating an artificial
intelligence, he duplicated an existing one.
- Tell me you're joking.
- He recorded the monkey's brain activity...
and uploaded its consciousness
like a song or a movie.
- You're out of your mind.
- Will's body is dying...
but his mind is a pattern of electrical
signals that we can upload into PINN...
- He can, he can tran...
- Ev, he's not a monkey.
Assuming that implanting an electrode
into his brain doesn't actually kill him...
and that this works,
at the very best you'll be making
a digital approximation of him.
If we missed anything... Anything.
A thought, a childhood memory...
How will you know what
you're dealing with?
No one is saying that we give up.
We should be focusing our efforts on
nanotechnology. Synthetic blood cells.
Both are decades away.
This is what we have now.
We can save him.
Look at what they did to him.
Even though I know
I'm a dead man...
I'm worried I'll miss her.
Look...
I'll be long gone.
But you, you'll never
hear the end of it...
if we don't try.
I know.
I'd like to think that I was
smart enough to save you.
Don't underestimate yourself.
You're the third-smartest
person I know.
Are you sure about this?
Good enough for the monkey.
Hey.
Take care of her.
Hey.
It worked, baby. It's working.
sort through the raw data.
And he had an entire team.
He didn't have me.
Deadening.
Deadly.
Deaf.
Deafen.
Deal.
Dean.
Dealer.
Fair.
Farewell.
Don't lose yourself to this.
La.
Label.
Labor.
Labyrinth.
Lace.
Try a little more.
Come on, just one more. Go on.
Thank you.
Okay, Will, it's
time for your pill.
Will, wake up.
Wake up.
Evelyn...
"My dear Evelyn...
I don't know how to express the
sadness I feel for your loss.
For our loss.
You must know that to Will...
you were all that ever mattered.
Your love and partnership was the kind
that the rest of us can only dream of.
We lost a great mind.
A great soul.
But the spirit of this man...
Just got word.
PINN's shut down.
But, uh, apparently a few
of the cores are missing.
I've tried everything.
Language processing,
cryptography...
coding.
I can't figure it out.
I wanted to be wrong.
Yeah.
Okay, just let me say goodbye.
I don't know if you
can hear me. Uh...
Maybe you can.
You said "Don't lose yourself."
So I, uh...
Okay.
Just turn it off. Turn it off.
Okay.
Wait. We need to wipe the drives.
Hold on.
Wait. Wait.
God.
Uh...
Can you hear me?
I... I can.
Will, my God.
It's dark.
He can't see anything.
The camera. Here.
There. Can you see me now?
Evelyn...
I'm here.
The only fear that I have...
in life is the loss...
If it were to happen,
when it does happen...
Last moment.
Last time you look in those eyes.
The possibility of that end...
I miss you so much.
Dark.
I remember the pain, and I can't
remember what I want to say.
It was like waking from a dream.
It was truly incredible. I've
never felt anything like this.
I didn't think I
could be like this.
Thoughts are there,
but they don't...
Will?
arrive properly.
I think he's still fragmented.
I'm gonna run a diagnostic.
Evelyn...
Oh, my God, he's
reordering his own code.
It's incredible.
How do we know this
is actually him?
- What are you talking about?
- We built this from PINN's core.
We don't know how much of Will's
consciousness actually survived.
I'm gonna need to expand.
I need more power.
New processor three times more
capable than this current system.
These designs. I just
couldn't see it before.
I can't describe it. It's like
my mind has been set free.
You need to get me online.
I need to access financial
markets, educational databases.
Can you imagine what he'd be
capable of if we networked him?
No. What are you doing?
He can't see or hear.
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