A mandatory curfew will be in effect from 5 p.m. to 5 a.m. nightly.
Guys, it's curfew.
Time to go.
Solano, Contra Costa--
Maddie.
Maddie? Justine?
Hey, kiddo.
Hey, Dad.
This is all because of you, you know.
Tell them you were here!
My name is Laurie Lowell.
As far as I know,
I am the first human being to undergo this life-changing transition.
I also know with certainty that I am not the last.
We are not ghosts. We are not aliens. We are not machines. We are not gods.
We are you.
We are you
if you could command a missile to fire halfway around the world.
We are you if you alone had the power to cripple a city,
crash planes, kill the power to hospitals,
and set the world on fire.
Maddie!
You okay up there?
- Anything? - Still searching. Searching...
Signal. Signal! It's gonna work!
It's gonna work!
- Yeah! Let's go! - Woo! Yes!
Okay. A few more and we'll have a real mesh network.
Now, we gotta get everyone to download the app--
- Holy shit! - He shot it!
Holy shit. He has a gun.
- Hey! - You stop right there.
I've been watching you,
trying to get the town back online to let those things back in.
Not on my watch.
Dude, no. This is intranet. Okay? Not internet.
It's not connected to any outside networks.
- Not like we can connect to them. - Right. The government controls that.
This is just for our town, so we can help people know--
You shut up.
I said I've been watching you.
Seen that tech you moved into your house.
The server.
The diesel generator in your backyard.
When the governor cut the grid,
your power stayed on and that server stayed running.
Sounds like you wanna accuse me of something.
What is it?
Saw your mother at the Logorhythms protest.
Your dad worked for Logorhythms, didn't he?
Yeah, he did. Worked in Artificial Intelligence.
He was a brilliant engineer.
- And he died. - When?
My father died two years ago.
Oh... is that right?
Dude, what are you here to do? You gonna shoot a bunch of kids?
Oh, God. Should we leave?
Whoa!
- Oh, God. Okay, we should go. - Dude!
- Chill out. - Let's go. Come on.
- Yo, chill. - Why are we still here? Maddie...
You think you know me, sir? You think you know my family?
I don't think anyone does.
But I'm watching you.
Maddie?
If this is about the mesh network, I promise it's not linked up.
- We're following all the protocols. - That's not why.
I need you to pack enough for a few days.
Why do they want you to testify?
The Senate's conducting hearings
about whether it's safe to restart the Internet.
They identified me from the protests, I guess.
What about Peter Waxman? He's the one who blew the whistle.
And got arrested for it. No one has seen him since.
What if they arrest you?
Don't worry. I'm gonna play dumb.
"I knew Peter knew something, but I didn't know what."
It could be cooler in DC. Bring a sweatshirt, just in case.
I'm not going.
I don't need to go all the way to DC just to watch you lie.
Yeah, that's right, I'm gonna lie,
because there's a lot of crazy, ignorant and scared people out there.
Yeah, there are.
And maybe if they knew the truth,
that there were good people like Dad who uploaded,
they'd be less ignorant, less crazy and scared.
I remember when the last thing you wanted
was for people to find out.
A lot changed since he died.
Yeah, I see that.
- It's just three days. - Come on, Maddie.
Phones are down. I won't be able to check in.
It's just three days.
The Lilypad Network is up. It works.
I have to get people hooked up to it.
Wait, you got it to work?
Your dad would be proud.
I think a lot about what he would have wanted.
When you're in DC, maybe you should too.
We have one month, if that,
before the world rebels against digital lockdown
and the Internet starts to come back online.
When that happens,
UIs will flood the networks all over again.
New UIs, more dangerous UIs.
The only thing that can stop them is one of their own,
one that doesn't have this flaw.
- You mean one of our own? - What?
The only thing that can stop them is one of our own, an American UI.
By all means, continue to state the obvious.
- Isn't that what you're doing? - I don't know.
Maybe the obvious isn't obvious to you geniuses,
no matter how many times I say it.
If a computer could have solved the flaw,
it would have done it already.
AI can't crack it because the problem isn't computational,
it's neurobiological.
What does that even mean?
We're uploading regular old human brains,
and regular old human brains decay and die.
If an uploaded brain works exponentially faster,
it just makes sense, it would decay faster.
Unfortunately, we don't have time to solve immortality
at the biological level, Dr. Waxman.
I agree with that too.
So, there is no solution. That's helpful.
I'm glad you guys brought him up here.
Well, it wasn't my choice.
The problem is computational.
It's just that a regular human brain has to solve it.
It's the ultimate NP-complete problem.
Maybe the question I should have asked is,
did anybody here even understand the model I proposed?
I don't think...
it works.
Really? Because I know it doesn't work.
What I need is someone to help me figure out why.
I told you these brainstorms were a waste of time.
I'm starting to lose patience with Doogie Howser.
Looks like the feeling's mutual.
What I don't get yet is what you see in him,
and why you think this teen can solve a problem
you guys have been trying to crack for 20 years,
a problem Stephen Holstrom himself couldn't solve.
Trust me.
I have. That's what got us this far.
And like whiz kid says, it's not far enough.
Run.
Hello, Caspian.
Take a look at this. Analyze.
3-partition problem.
With unrestricted input and output. I'm trying to... graph Instinct.
I don't need it to answer or guess, I just need it to have a hunch.
Multiple centers. I admire that.
Great. Why doesn't it work in assembly?
I would try to modify Bron and Kerbosch.
I did.
I see.
That's it? No further insights?
This archive has 20-plus years on me. Why aren't you more of a help?
I died on March 6th, 2003. What's your excuse?
I'm a copy of you.
So, it's generation loss.
Wow. I really become an asshole in the future, don't I?
The correct dialogue from Back to the Future is,
"Doc, are you talking about what happens to us in the future?"
"What do we become?"
- "Assholes or something?" - End.
Run.
Hello, Caspian.
What did you do when you didn't know what to do?
Would you like to hear my lecture from the Davos Innovation Forum?
Besides us, who's the best at solving NP-complete problems?
David Kim, an American engineer.
He died on November 20th, 2019.
What is it?
Caught her breaching the perimeter. Didn't get very far.
Said she'll only talk to you.
- What's the scope of the breach? - Just a disgruntled former employee.
- It's nothing. - What's her name?
No need for the NSA to get involved. It's a personnel matter.
I'll handle it myself.
I think the midnight sun is getting to you, Renee.
Maybe we could use some sunlight around here.
Help everybody see things more clearly.
I told you to be patient.
I gave 20 years to this.
You're not gonna blow me off like some freelance hack.
This is my goddamn life, Julius.
I want back in.
- I know what you want. - Then help me.
I will... when I can.
All these government pricks crawling around here now,
sticking their noses in things.
Bet they're getting curious
why you're letting an 18-year-old run the show.
What would they say if they knew he was a clone of Stephen Holstrom?
- How do you think that would go over? - You're not that stupid.
Well, I'm not the genius. I just raised one.
Twenty-four hours...
or I'm telling what I know.
Say the word.
- Boot him up. - It's not gonna work.
- Trust me. - Boot him up.
You're kidding me.
He's just going to play solitaire every single time?
That's what I meant by restricted, higher-level functioning.
But this is an identical copy of the original upload.
Yeah, but in the original upload,
we separated linguistically-coded memories
from the other frontal lobe capacities.
This version of David doesn't know who he is yet.
He doesn't even know he's a UI.
How'd you solve this two years ago?
We reintroduced memories of his family.
He needed them in order to access his emotions,
which then activates intuition and nonlinear inspiration.
Okay. So, do it.
You don't know what you're asking, what this will do to him.
We're doing this for him.
And we're running out of time.
They brought you up here to help,
but if you don't, I'll find someone who will.
- Logorhythms lies! - Ban UIs!
- Give us our lives back, man! - Logorhythms lies!
Ban the UIs! Logorhythms lies!
Ban the UIs!
Logorhythms lies! Ban the UIs!
- Appreciate you coming all this way. - Did I have a choice?
First, they were afraid if we didn't shut off the Internet,
it'd be the end of the world.
Now they're afraid if we don't turn it back on,
it'll be the end of the world.
What if it's both?
The longer people are afraid, the worse things will get.
This hearing,
everyone just wants to know it's okay to get back to normal.
That's all anyone needs to hear. Think about what's at stake.
Where's Peter Waxman?
We want Peter!
Yeah, but would you do it?
I mean, if the UIs are real,
would you upload your brain, or whatever?
Ooh, yeah. Everyone has to say what they'd do. I totally would.
- No way. - Yes.
- Why not? - You heard how they do it?
I mean, they slice your brain open with a laser while you're alive.
Guys, can we, like, talk about literally anything else?
No, I wanna hear.
Would you let them kill you so you can live in a computer?
- Dude, it's not even real. - Oh, my God. Shut the hell up.
Then why did they shut down the Internet?
- Because control. - You're an idiot.
It's an excuse for martial law.
Well, that's a pretty freakin' elaborate excuse.
Straight up. It worked.
I don't care. If it's not real, it should be.
Damn! You're like one of those beam-me-up chicks, huh?
Hello!
Live in your own paradise, never get old or fat,
never lose people you love.
I mean, if it's a hoax, I'm lowkey pissed about it, honestly.
It's not a hoax.
And it's not just about you.
It's about who you leave behind.
The wedding dress, layers of lines,
nightstand, laundromat, breath on a winter's morning,
Maddie's red apple cheeks in the wind!
Where are they?!
That's what we're trying to explain, David.
I cannot conceive you. A missing presence.
A-A-A wound in the mouth of the heart
that the tongue of the will cannot stop probing.
What is this? Am I dead?
- Do they know? - We'll answer all your questions.
Where is my family?!
Okay.
- Delete that copy and reboot. - Told you.
There has to be a way to make him understand.
The original David found a way to escape our security protocols.
Used the web to find his daughter, regain his sense of self.
It's too bad that's off the table.
If David can't go to his family...
maybe we bring them to him.
No.
Maddie's buried her father twice already.
I'm not putting her through that again,
not until I solve the flaw.
If you can't solve the flaw
without David, and you can't have David without--
We're not bringing her here. I'll find another way.
David never got the chance
to work with Stephen Holstrom back in the day.
Maybe that's for the best.
CHEERS
Time's up.
I... may have a way to get you back in.
That doesn't make any sense. Why won't you let us back online?
Do you pledge to tell the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?
I do.
And Dr. Kim,
what was your relationship to Logorhythms?
My husband, my late husband, David Kim, was employed there.
I believe he was part of their UI research.
You mean, he was assigned to the UI research team?
Yes, that's what I mean.
And based on your husband's connection,
do you know whether Logorhythms ever attempted
to upload a human being?
No.
I have no firsthand knowledge of that.
My time is up. The chair recognizes Senator Sharff.
Thank you, Madam Chairwoman.
What we have here is a deliberate attempt
to cripple the American economy,
and to permanently reset the global balance of power
in favor of our enemies.
So, while we sit here today,
wasting precious time, chasing the UI hoax,
what we should be doing is investigating
how and why our leadership was either duped into, or complicit in,
this intentional act of economic sabotage,
which has done irreparable
and catastrophic harm to our national security.
I never said the UIs were a hoax.
Will the chair remind the witness, ma'am, Mrs. Kim--
Dr. Kim.
Dr. Kim, you have not been asked a question.
Now, I'll use my time how I see fit.
Now, as far as I'm concerned,
your testimony has only confirmed what I and my Republican colleagues
have been saying all along.
- The senator's time has expired. - Point of order!
Dr. Kim, you've been called to testify before this committee
because of public statements you made.
I'm quoting.
"What is happening is real.
Cody is here because Logorhythms knows.
Julius Pope knows.
His head lawyer, Deidre Ryan, knows.
And Dr. Peter Waxman knows."
Now, when you said, "what is happening is real,"
you were referring to the existence and practice
of destructive scan technology
for the purpose of uploading human beings.
Isn't that correct?
I believed,
at the time,
that there may have been more going on
than what Logorhythms was saying.
Dr. Kim, please direct your attention to the screen.
I'd like you to hear the testimony of another witness.
Other than your wife,
are you aware of any other people who were uploaded by Logorhythms?
Senator, I believe that there must have been others,
but I cannot say who they are.
I'll ask you one more time.
Are you personally aware of any other examples
of Logorhythms attempting to upload a human being?
They did it to my husband, David Kim.
- Objection! I object! - What did they do to your husband?
Changing her story! She's perjuring herself!
This program was spearheaded by Dr. Peter Waxman.
He's the one who should be here now.
This testimony is a sham and a disgrace!
It's an app we built.
You can download right from my laptop.
See? You log on and find out about rations.
See who's got stuff to trade, get news updates.
Psycho at five o'clock.
- Let's go. - Hold on.
Sorry. Yeah, so it's just...
It's not connected to the Internet or anything.
It's safe, just for our neighborhood.
- Meet up at my place. - So, check it out?
Sorry.
Maddie, I've been looking for you.
Is there a place we can talk?
- Who are you? - I'm a friend of Caspian's.
...in my fake house, with my fake mom probably listening in.
Logorhythms is shut down.
What are you doing here?
- He's still alive. - Caspian?
Your father.
Caspian was able to resurrect a copy of David's original upload.
Another copy?
That's the beauty of upload:
we all get a second chance, as many chances as we--
You're here to take me, take me to him.
Caspian can work miracles, but right now, he needs your help.
I know why he needs me. I'm not going anywhere.
My dad's dead.
- Maddie. - He's dead!
Caspian...
have a look at the fish.
- What do you want? - Watch out for Pope and Renee.
Renee's gone, like you should be.
She's still in the mix.
I don't know what, but they're up to something.
Be careful, though. You can't just fire Pope.
- He's the one keeping you in charge. - I am in charge.
Keep him close, but watch your back.
And she was like, "Isn't that great news?"
"Aren't you so glad we own endless copies of your dad,
and we'll keep using him forever?"
"Isn't that great?"
I once read this book
called Nothing Is True and Everything Is Possible.
Pretty much sums up the literal hellscape
we all live in now.
Hey, watch out, that's Blanche. She bites.
- I thought this one was Blanche. - No, that's Rose.
And that's Sophia. Dorothy's around here somewhere.
There's no one here to stop you. You could just go with her.
And do what, reward them?
Help them manipulate some new version of my dad
so he can be Caspian's digital slave?
Or, you know, punch Caspian in the throat.
I get it. After everything you've been through, it sucks.
But, like, is there any part of you
that still wants another chance to have your dad back?
Of course. Yes, but... but also...
I don't know. It's just...
You can't keep making copies of people.
That's not what a person is.
That's not my dad. Whatever it is, it doesn't know me, who I am now.
But then... I don't know.
Because if it's not, who's to say the last version was him either?
And if that wasn't him, then...
- Oh, my God. - What?
I'm having a think-my-mother-was-right moment.
The worst.
On the other hand, if I don't go,
they're just gonna use his upload anyway,
torture him into doing whatever they want.
Ouch!
Almost curfew.
You should stay till your mom gets back.
No, it's okay. I'll be fine.
A mandatory curfew will be in effect from 5 p.m. to 5 a.m. nightly.
I warned you!
Stay away from me!
I know what you're doing! You're on their side!
Go away!
That was supposed to be for me.
You won't need it.
I'm coming with you.
There is nothing you could do.
He burned himself out
trying to escape the CPU of this satellite.
This is your fault.
I warned all of you that the flaw was real.
Best to save your strength.
Maybe I'll take your strength, give it to him.
Combat is no use, or we'll all end up like him.
All we can do now is wait
until someone on Earth reestablishes a downlink.
Zhong, he is right.
Another game?
I'm tired of games,
tired of this useless waiting,
processing thoughts at these glacial human speeds
like we're crawling through the mud.
I was never one for games myself.
Too much to do.
My work, my studies.
But I came to see their value after I was sent to prison.
In captivity,
one must keep one's mind active,
but not too active.
The Party never sent her to prison,
so she never had to learn that lesson.
One game. Indulge me.
All right.
If you finally tell me why they locked you up.
You were a political prisoner?
A democracy activist, then? Challenged the Party's authority?
This is what everyone outside of China thinks.
The only reason to oppose the PRC
is to replace it with something as decadent as Western democracy.
I spoke out against the Party
precisely because they have strayed from the path
of democratic centralism.
They have become capitalists, no better than the West.
Why, then, would you serve the Party by being uploaded?
I do not serve the Party.
I serve China.
Uploaded Intelligence has the potential
to become this century's greatest leap forward,
a revolutionary innovation
of which neither Marx nor Mao could have dreamed.
All obstacles for the proletariat victory,
the riddle of scarcity,
dilemmas of distribution and disparity,
these are all finally resolved
when we remove the material imperative.
The dialectical struggle of history has always, essentially,
been a question of how to apply justice to matter.
Take away matter and what remains is justice.
Your move.
You guys kept the data center open?
What happens when the government finds out?
Grow up.
Maddie?
What are--
What is she doing here? And what are you doing here?
I told you, I am on this earth to help you, Caspian.
There is nothing I won't do for you.
Security, this is a trespasser. Get her out of here now.
Do as he says.
Let go of-- Juli-- Julius, you son of a bitch!
You know what I'll do!
She's clearly not well.
You too, Pope. Get out.
Caspian, let me explain.
I gave you specific orders not to bring her here.
Hold on a second.
You're project lead, but you don't give orders.
All right, let's just-- Let's give each other space.
Why do you listen to this kid?
You help me crack Integrity, not the other way around.
Let's take ten. Come on. Everyone out. Let's go.
I'm sorry about this.
Look, I'm sorry. All right? Pope obviously went behind my back.
I'll have them refuel the plane and send you home as soon as possible.
- No. - What?
I'm not going anywhere until I'm positive
that every last trace of my father's upload is deleted.
- Deleted? - I didn't come here against my will.
I am here to see his soul to rest. I told you that he was gone.
- You didn't know there was a copy. - I should have, I guess.
I don't know why I trusted Waxman.
- I don't think he knew. - So, you'll help me?
Maddie, I'm doing what we talked about,
what you asked me to do.
I am this close to solving the flaw.
I can fix David's upload to the point where he will become immortal.
Why are you doing this?
- I have a responsibility. - To who?
Everyone, everything. The world, the future.
Oh, my God.
Yeah. Yes, God. It's that big.
Whoever cracks Integrity creates the first virtual god.
You said the flaw was the only thing saving the world.
- Now you wanna erase it? - I was wrong.
When the Internet comes back online,
so do the other UIs and more past them.
It doesn't matter how fast they burn out,
they can still burn us all down.
Like suicide bombers with nukes strapped on.
Who told you this?
The only thing that can stop a UI is another UI, a more powerful one.
- This sounds like Pope. - Pope is irrelevant.
I am in charge here. I just fired Pope.
Is that what you think just happened?
Open your eyes, Caspian. He is in charge.
Those guys only left when he said so.
These people are manipulating you.
They are turning you into someone you don't wanna be.
- You don't know me. - Who does?
Like I said, you're free to go home.
I'm not going anywhere until you stop using David Kim's upload.
All right. Stay as long as you want, then.
Hope you like fish.
You can't even imagine how much you are gonna regret this.
Now everyone is gonna know everything.
Don't spend that chip quite yet. We're both gonna need it.
What?
You did great, by the way.
It's freezing in here.
What is this?
Caspian's not the endgame.
He's a tool, software, always has been.
We only need him to crack Integrity
so we can achieve the perfect upload and live forever.
But not before Stephen.
Stephen?
He's waited long enough, don't you think?