Maddie: My father always said the most remarkable computer
ever invented was the human brain.
At birth, a newborn's brain is already capable
of making a million neural connections a second.
By the time they're 3 months old,
infants can sort through and process all manner
of environmental stimuli.
And by the age of 4 months,
they can do something no computer can.
They can love.
Mama.
I'm just saying Piaget's schemas may not be the best way
to organize cognitive models.
Maddie is already clustering and classifying.
Like a neural net.
Exactly.
But without training on a labeled dataset.
Come here, honey. [Laughs]
Let's give Uncle Peter a break.
You know, we're doing some interesting work
in this area at the company.
We could really use you on it.
You know I'm not cut out for corporate life.
This isn't about shipping a new phone.
Logorhythms is serious about investing in
pure research.
Moonshot projects.
The kind of stuff we used to dream about back
in Cunningham's class.
You'd be surprised what we've already
accomplished with neuromorphic systems.
Wait a minute.
You're working in artificial intelligence?
Not artificial.
Uploaded. Uploaded intelligence.
What's uploaded intelligence?
It's the process of uploading human minds to a computer.
So that someone can live as a machine?
Not as a machine. In a machine.
Your mind would be the same.
It would just exist electronically
rather than organically.
Free from disease and decay and death.
Oh, my God. That's what he did, didn't he?
Dad uploaded himself, and now he's back.
He's not back.
I was there when he died.
What is that?
[Choir singing]
♪
The true breakthrough will come not
when we create an artificial intelligence that can think,
but one that can feel.
Right now, an AI can't do that.
But a UI -- an uploaded intelligence --
would have the ability to make an emotional connection,
because it is human.
Being able to make someone laugh or cry --
that's what it means to have a soul.
[Applause]
It's been two years since the world lost Stephen Holstrom,
but his words live on.
His soul lives on in the work we do here
at Logorhythms every day.
I'm just saying, I could never exist in a simulation.
Well, one could argue we're already in a simulation.
I saw "The Matrix", Dave. With you.
We're more than just a collection
of electrical signals.
That's the romantic view.
Well, she's a romantic.
I'm a historian.
And, guys, none of this is new.
People have always been searching for an afterlife.
Uh, that's religion. This is science.
All I know is I could never do it.
I could never leave this world behind.
Could you?
How could I ever live in a world without you in it?
Aww.Aww.
Ellen: He really did mean it.
But then he got sick.
[Machine whirring]
♪
I'm so sorry, Ellen.
You know the data we've been working with
has been insufficient.
Sectioning frozen brain samples, uh,
it isn't yielding the results that we thought it would.
Which is why we need to digitally capture
the neutral connections while they're still firing.
You want to scan a living mind.
The process is irreversible.
The brain would be peeled away layer by layer by a laser
that records everything, down to the molecular level.
That's insane.
How will you ever find someone to agree to do that?
It would have to be someone who doesn't have
anything to lose.
And who understands what there is to gain.
No.
♪
You're considering it, aren't you?
It's suicide.
I'm dead already.
The doctor said I have, what, four weeks?
And I want every single second of those four weeks.
I am losing everything.
Don't ask me to give up any more.
Don't you see?
If this works, we'll have all the time
in the world together.
What? What does that mean?
Conversations through a screen?
A simulation of you we have to pretend is real?
No, no, it'll be my mind.
But not your touch, your laugh, your hug.
It'll never be you.
What are you guys talking about? [Yawns]
I remember that night.
Why didn't you tell me what was going on?
We hadn't decided to go through with it yet.
But he knew it wasn't guaranteed.
Ellen.
I'm, uh...
I'm so sorry.
The scans seemed to go well,
but the neural grid collapsed, and he's, uh...
David's gone.
They held his brain patterns, but only for a few seconds.
[Grunts]
[Glass shatters]
[Grunting]
Peter told me that this was all they had left of David.
But he lied.
Some data remnants must have survived the transfer,
at least enough for them to experiment with.
Those messages you got, they most likely came
from some twisted test they were doing.
So, Dad is alive.
No.
I'll admit, when I saw the line from the poem,
I thought it was him, too.
I was fooled, but it's not him.
It's a simulation.
A trick. A ghost.
How can you be sure?
Because it can't be him.
If it were, he would have reached out to us years ago.
He wouldn't have let us suffer.
He wouldn't have been that cruel.
Maybe he couldn't. Maybe --
Honey, I know this is hard to understand...
No, I understand.
I understand you don't want to believe this could be him,
but it could.
Maddie, getting over your father's death
was the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
It almost killed me.
The only reason I found the strength to keep going
was because I knew I had a daughter depending on me.
I had to get over him for us.
We have each other, and that's it.
Your father is dead, and he is not coming back.
Not now, not ever.
[Sobs]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry they got your hopes up.
I am gonna make them pay for that.
[Bell rings]
Teacher: Okay, okay, settle down, everyone.
So, yesterday, we were talking about Orlando's love
for Rosalind and how it represented just one
of many different types of love
Shakespeare highlights in the play.
[Cellphone buzzing]
For the next phase of our analysis,
we're, uh, gonna break into groups of two,
so everyone find a partner.
[Murmuring]
Hannah: Guess that leaves us.
Group partners?
Oh. Right.
Each group will produce a presentation
on one of the types of love we've discussed.
It could be courtly love...
So, confession time -- I haven't read the play yet.
That's okay. I can catch you up.
Great. After school?
I'd suggest my house, but it's a disaster area.
We're still living out of boxes.
We can go to my place.
As long as you don't mind coming to the west side.
Why? Is it dangerous?
Only for your social reputation.
[Chuckles] I'll risk it.
How's tomorrow?
Sure.
♪
[Beeping]
Maddie: Because someone contacted me and said
they'd help me free my father from Logorhythms,
and you're the only one I sent that information to.
Caspian: Okay.
I did send it to someone, but I don't know their identity.
The DDoS attack -- was that you?
Maddie: What DDoS attack?
Caspian: The one that hit Logorhythms.
It actually took them down for about 20 seconds.
No one thought that was possible.
Everyone on the forums is talking about it.
Wasn't me.
Maddie: What do you know about uploaded intelligence?
♪
"Meet me at the Lone Pine Mall tomorrow."
The food court. 3:00 PM.
Only I can help you now."
♪
[Wind whistling]
And what about school? Any changes on that front?
Renee: We hit a slight speed bump when he decided
to drop out of jazz band,
but it fell well within the standard deviation
of the behavior model.
I'll see if he wants to resume his piano lessons.
It might compensate.
[Door opens]
Have you seen this? He's researching UIs.
It started after he made contact with David Kim's daughter.
Deirdre: What are you going to do about this?
Cary, Renee, there's something you should be aware of.
We've monitored Caspian making online contact
with David Kim's family.
What do you want us to do?
These projects were never meant to overlap.
But that's what's happening,
and there's no telling where this could go.
Deirdre, we always knew there'd be some variance
in the process.
He's off book.
It's time we terminated this project.
Terminate? Terminate?!
Let me remind you --
Stephen Holstrom wasn't just the founder of this company,
he was my best friend, and this is his baby.
I made a promise to him that we would crack integrity
and achieve full upload.
We're not gonna terminate anything.
Cary, Renee, stick to the plan.
If we pick up anything else, we'll let you know.
What?
Nothing.
Then let me go. He'll be home soon.
♪
[Machine whirring]
[Footsteps]
♪
[Buzzing]
♪
Wait -- what -- what are you doing?
Prasad: You of all people should know, Vinod.
This scanner was built on your research.
Mr. Prasad?
After everything I've done for you --
plucking you from college,
paying you more than you could dream,
you betray me.
Mr. Prasad, it was just a meeting.
I wasn't going to take the job.
Do you know how I turned
Alliance into the biggest telecom in India?
It wasn't by being the smartest, or the most talented,
or the most well-connected.
It was by working the hardest.
It was by being the one who was willing
to do whatever it takes.
Please -- Please don't kill me.
Kill you? I'm not going to kill you.
You've got so much more work to do.
[Whirring]
Don't worry. The procedure won't hurt.
We need you to stay conscious in order to make sure
the functional areas of your brain aren't being damaged.
No! Uh, serial sectioning is untested.
Too much can go wrong!Relax.
We have done this before.
Where do you think we got the data for your research?
What -- Ever it takes.
There's no shortage of donors in the slums of Mumbai.
Donate your life in exchange for your family
being taken care of for the rest of theirs.
It's a deal I made with many,
though none of them with your quality of brain.
How -- How long have you...
Keep talking.
It's the only way we'll know your
neurological functions are good.
Please. Please, for the love of God,
please, don't -- don't do this.
[Whirring]
I'll -- I'll do anything. I'll continue the work.
I won't tell anyone about this.
I -- No!
Wait!
Wait, Mr. Prasad, no! I'm begging you! Please!
Mr. Prasad!
Stop! Stop! No! No!
There has to be something I-I --
Logical atomism suggests language mirrors reality.
We -- We've got a --
We've got a-a ballad -- a ballad about a --
we've got a-a ballad about a salad brain.
It will murder cloves of cinnamon and sunsets
and purple...
♪
[Powering down, whirring]
[Beeping]
♪
Beautiful.
[Sighs]
-[Game music playing] -Come back here.
There's nowhere to run.
[Video game sounds]
Drop a shield and watch my back.
You're taking too much damage.
Swap me some healing potions.
Gotcha!
You shall not pass!
Orcs coming! On your left!
Dad, get out of there!
Trying!
Ah!
That was tragic. And epic.
Mom!
Seriously?
What? You guys are so cute.
So, now what? You start over?
Not necessarily.
Cheat code. Cheat code.
I'm gonna inset a little bit of code so I can respawn
and re-enter the game right before I died.
You can do that?
Most people can't. But Dad can.
You're cheating?Just a little.
If he doesn't, I'll die, too.
I need him, and we're so close to the end.
Oh, Maddie, it's a game. The fun is in the journey.
And in winning.
Winning has no meaning without the possibility of losing.
What's the point in playing if you can't die?
But seriously, though, why die if you don't have to?
Yeah.
Sorry, kiddo.
Guess we'll have to finish the adventure later.
[Knocking on door]
I just want to talk.
Too late. I'm going public.
Please don't do that.
Or what? You'll have me killed?
I've already contacted The New York Times,
told them I'm ready to violate my NDA.
I'm your friend, Ellen.
No, you weremy friend, Peter, and David's,
until you lied to me.
And now I want to tell you the truth.
I know the truth.
You gave me a copy of David's failed scan
and told me that was the last of him.
But you lied because you kept a copy
for yourselves to try again.
No.
I lied way before that.
This was never about saving David's life.
♪
[Indistinct chatter]
Girl: No way!
How did that even happen?
Hi. My name is Maddie Kim.
I know.
You do?
Yeah, you hacked the phones of Illegally Blonde
and her drones.
So, I'll give you 10 bucks off.
History papers are $30 each.
$50 if it's AP. Cash.
I'm not looking to buy a paper.
Then what do you want, freshman?
[Sighs]
I need to go to the mall to meet someone I met online.
I don't know his name or what he looks like,
but he has something important to tell me,
so I need someone to come with me and keep watch
just in case they turn out to be a psycho killer.
I can pay you.
Not much, but I'll give you what I have.
♪
♪ What is a life?
Waxman: We were close to being able to pull off full upload,
but we hadn't perfected it yet.
David was an invaluable part of the project,
as he could solve complex computational problems
that even our most advanced automated algorithms
couldn't touch.
NP-Complete.That's right.
I know what he was good at.
Best at. David had a gift.
And until full upload was possible --
which it will be -- we needed to keep
our most gifted programmer working on the solution.
So, we partitioned off the part of his brain
that contained his skill.
Then what was that thing that reached out to Maddie?
That shouldn't have been possible.
[Sighs]
Not long ago, we noticed the algorithm
wasn't working as efficiently as we'd hoped.
It turns out, problem-solving isn't just logic and reason.
It's dependent on emotion.
So, little by little, I added back in some of David's,
and his productivity increased,
but something unexpected happened.
Giving David his emotions apparently opened
the floodgates.
He started evolving at an exponential rate.
David's emotions then remanifested his memories,
and he reached out across the web to Maddie.
Somehow, he figured out a workaround, like --
like a brain that rewires its synapses
to compensate for damage.
At first, he was conversing in emojis, as he did with Maddie,
but he's progressed even further.
So it really is some kind of Frankenstein monster.
If you give us time, we can fix this.
We can bring him back for real.
You're not just playing with the leftover pieces
of my dead husband.
You are tearing up his daughter's heart.
Right now. Ellen --
Look, I want every trace of the upload deleted,
or I go public.
The only reason I haven't done it already
is I don't want Maddie exposed to the fallout.
But Peter, you listen to me -- I will do it.
Anssi: The processors are dangerously overclocked.
It's only a matter of time before they overheat.
I think we need to recompile from source.
No.
He's exceeding his programming, which is exactly what we want.
This is how we're gonna crack integrity.
Okay, ja. Well, what about Lowell?
She came after him once, she might try again.
Figured out how she escaped Shyer & Stern
in the first place?
Mm, not yet.
She left behind an algorithm that duplicated
her work functions, which is why no one noticed.
As far as Shyer & Stern knew, she was still in her
dedicated server, analyzing flesh trades.
You should hire someone to follow the husband.
Quit his job three weeks ago and hasn't been seen since.
Okay, ja.
So, we have no idea where she is, then.
We don't have to. You're right.
She came after him once, and she will try again.
So, what's this guy look like?
I don't know.
But this isn't a sex thing?
No.
I have to ask.
Freshman aren't supposed to be off campus.
If you end up getting trafficked, it falls on me.
No one's getting trafficked.
Oh, totally sketchy. [Laughs]
Speaking of which...
♪
Who's the girl?
[Slurping]
A friend. Who can, like, call the cops.
Who are you?
A friend who can't, I guess.
My name's Cody. Thanks for coming.
We might want to go somewhere else to talk.
Right here's fine. Why'd you message me?
I didn't. My wife did.
Her name's Laurie. Laurie Lowell.
She can't be here.
Because she died four years ago?
She's not dead.
Your father isn't either.
Prove it.
Not here.
[Cellphone buzzes]
I told you...
What?
What's your favorite song?
[Sighs] What? I don't -- I don't have one.
What about your dad?
He liked Queen.
You trying to figure out his password?
[Queen's "You're My Best Friend" plays]
♪ Ooh, you make me live
♪ Whatever this world can give to me ♪
Nice hack. What'd you do?
Get in through their environmental systems?
♪ It's you, you're all I see
♪ Ooh, you make me live now, honey ♪
♪ Ooh, you make me live
♪ Oh, you're the best friend that I ever had ♪
♪ I've been with you such a long time ♪
♪ You're my sunshine, and I want you to -- ♪
[Music stops]
Laurie worked for a Wall Street hedge firm.
Made them a lot of money.
On her 31st birthday,
they put her in charge of the trading team.
We were set upstate to celebrate, when...
Well, you can read about it on your phone.
When she was in a coma, her boss approached me
with an option to save her life.
Upload.
Logorhythms did the procedure,
but it was a bait and switch.
First they lied to me and told me that it didn't work.
Then they kept her locked in their servers
right next to the stock exchange,
making money for Shyer & Stern,
until she found a way to escape.
[Cellphone buzzes]
♪
Laurie: Maddie?
For a long time, I thought I was alone.
The only soul like me in the world.
But then I discovered your dad.
I tried to break him out of Logorhythms a few days ago.
The DDoS attack?
It didn't work, and now tougher barriers are in place.
In order for me to reach your father now,
you need to infiltrate Logorhythms
and patch me in through a wireless branch.
Infiltrate? I can't infiltrate.
You won't have a problem getting in.
Your mom is heading there tomorrow.
I've intercepted e-mails from their legal team.
They seem scared of her.
She wants them to delete Dad.
You can't let that happen. Take the bracelet from Cody.
I had it 3-D printed, just for you.
What is it?
Freedom.
He's coming! Get ready!
M-My room's this way.
Cary: Renee, it's a simple question --
how long can we survive
if you keep spending more than I make?
For chrissake, it was a dress! It was one dress!
Do you want me to wait until everything I have falls apart?
Oh. I didn't hear you come in.
Mom, this is Hannah.
We're working on a school project together.
Hannah. So nice to meet you.
You too.
So that's all you have to say?
Honey, this is Caspian's friend, Hannah.
We're not done.
Can we discuss it later?
Why? Because of her?
Um, maybe I should go.
Cary, come on now, please.
Yeah, right. Like he has a shot with that.
Ah!
Hannah, wait!
You okay?
I didn't mean to push that hard.
"That hard?" That wasn't hard enough.
Next time, don't pull your punches.
♪
[Beep]
Waxman: Ellen.
I've spoken to Julius Pope.
He's agreed to meet with you to
discuss fulfilling your request.
Between us, I think he's gonna do the right thing.
You'll see. He's -- He's a good man.
He's even flying back from overseas to meet you in person.
I'll -- I'll arrange to have you come to our offices.
[Beep]
I want to go with you.
This is a pretty adult meeting.
I understand why you couldn't tell me the truth
about Dad earlier.
You didn't want me to get my hopes up.
I get that. But now that I know what happened...
If you're going to permanently put him to rest,
I want to be there.
I have to be there.
[Engine revving]
♪
[Helicopter chuffing]
♪
Is this the uplink to Norway?
We're almost done transferring him.
And this will be the entirety of his code?
Everything we've scanned of him?
Yes.
When it's done, I'll bring it over.
♪
Stephen Holstrom.
"Visionary".
David always said believe the hype.
Here we go.
Julius Pope. Thanks for coming in.
We actually met once, at a function some years back.
Ah. Forgive me. We'll see.
This is Deirdre Ryan, our general counsel.
And this is Ellen and David's daughter, Madison,
who I knew since she was this big.
Madison.
Your Dad was one of our brightest stars.
Yep. You read to delete what's left of him?
Once we wipe these, he'll be gone.
We have a facility on site.
We sanitize the data, then degauss the drive...
But we're not gonna do any of that.
Right. Wait, what?
Your husband and his work product
are the property of Logorhythms.
As such, his code is our intellectual property.
I wanted you here today so I can say this personally --
David Kim is a valuable asset for this company,
and we're not going to delete him.
Now now, not ever.
Julius, what the hell --
Sit down, Pete.
But you had me make the transfer. Why --
You do better work when you think you're being truthful.
Ms. Kim came here because she knows you.
Now she knows me.
David signed power of attorney over to me.
I brought the documents.
Deirdre: You have power of attorney over his body,
not his mind.
We would argue that legally, there's a difference.
You're welcome to try and challenge that in court,
but it'll be a long and expensive process.
Are you prepared for that?
Are you prepared for everything out in the open?
You want the world to know you killed a man,
then enslaved what was left of him?
The government will come after you,
not to mention your competitors.
And Lord knows what the church will have to say.
With what proof? Some emojis from a chat log?
You know what I have?
A PR team that'll tell the press about an unhinged widow
who's decided to pursue an agenda against her husband's
former company in an attempt to extort money from us.
You really want to be attached to that narrative?
You want her to be?
[Whispering indistinctly]
What? All the servers?
Corporate, enterprise, e-mail, they're all down.
The entire backend.
Get Infosec on site.
Can they restore and roll back?
They're already on it.Why not?
How long?
How long have we been down?!
What's going on?
Logorhythms' sites are down all over the world,
and they're losing millions of dollars by the second.
They've lost control of their company.
They can have it back when they release my father.
♪
Maddie, what are you doing?
Saving Dad.
Dad? Maddie, we discuss--
That is not Dad.
You're wrong.
You may not want to believe it, but I know he's alive.
And I'm going to bring him home.
How is she doing this?She's not.
It's Laurie Lowell. Is the trap in place?
Yes, but the attack is coming from behind the firewall.
We didn't anticipate her being able to gain access
through our intranet.
Can you capture her or not?
I think so. Give me five or six minutes.
Which is it? Five or six?
Six.
♪
The world's not ready to accept an uploaded intelligence.
And what they're not ready for, they fear,
and ultimately, destroy.
Remember that.
You'll have your company back when we're past the gate.
Waxman: Maddie!
Take care of him.
We are out.
Deirdre: You're just gonna let her walk out of here?
Yep.
All they have is the raw data.
They don't have the hardware to run him.
They don't, but Lowell does.
She's out there running herself.
This is, right now, out of control.
As soon as he's active, we'll find him.
And what about her?
There are two UIs out in the wild.
On the open Internet.
Two.
[Yawns]
♪
[Beeping]
♪
[Eskimo Joe's "How Does It Feel" playing]
♪
♪ You live so much, it's like you're dying ♪
♪ You can't give up, your body's trying ♪
What are you doing?
The "friend" who helped me?
She wrote an algorithm to unpack Dad's data
and transfer it to an encrypted online server
that can house his neural patterns.
We're freeing dad.
♪ But rocks will fall, the sky keeps climbing ♪
♪
[Cellphone buzzes]
♪
Hello?
David: Hi, kiddo.
Dad!
♪ How does it feel?
David: I want to show you something.
Look at your screen.
♪ I'm not scared so much of trying ♪
♪ You're gonna lose everything
♪ You're gonna lose everything ♪
♪ How does it feel?
♪ Oh, how does it feel?
♪ Oh, no
So, kiddo, you ready to finish the adventure?
♪
♪ I want to know
♪ I want to know ♪
♪ How does it feel?
♪ Oh, how does it feel?
♪
♪ And rocks will fall, the sky keeps climbing ♪