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1945, Trinity Site.
They're about to test the first atomic bomb.
Edward Teller wakes up in a sweat,
announces to his fellow scientists
there's a chance the blast could ignite the atmosphere
and end all life on the planet.
The fate of the world hanging on a bunch of nerds
holding hands in a bunker,
most of whom didn't get laid till their 30s.
Like most of you, by the looks of it.
So the nerds, they throw some numbers around.
They argue, "Should we or shouldn't we?"
"What's the worst that could happen?"
Spoiler alert: they avoided the worst-case scenario,
but here's the point.
When they pushed that button,
there were plenty of people in those bunkers
who weren't sure they weren't blowing up the world.
So what's that have to do with us here today?
With me?
Well, I founded one of the largest tech companies in the world.
I am one of the nerds in that bunker.
So why am I sounding the alarm?
Because in the next few years,
we will face maybe a dozen Trinities...
And in every case, I can assure you
some nerd is going to push that button
and light the world on fire.
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Hey, I need a map. A paper map.
If we have any, they'll be over there.
- Where? - Below the windshield wipers.
Can't remember the last time someone bought one of these.
Buck 50.
Huh, weird.
What?
Thing's been out a week.
Your change!
You're okay. You're okay.
Hey, can you slow down a little bit?
Yeah, I'm trying.
What are you doing?
- Slow down. - I'm trying!
- Something's wrong! - Please, slow down!
Iliza, tell me a joke.
Why don't sharks eat clown fish?
Because they taste funny.
That's a good one, but you know,
Iliza's gonna run out of jokes.
- You know what happens then? - What?
We have to send her back for new material.
Like I believe that, Mom.
Do you know the fastest dinosaur?
Is that Barney?
No, it's the velociraptor.
Barney is not vicious.
So I checked prices on the Internet.
Mm.
With the work I'm putting in, the Stingray could list for 50.
Mm, mm, mm, mm!
No, por favor.
Well, you sound skeptical about that.
Well, if I don't find a buyer,
it doesn't matter what the Internet says.
Hey, school, pal. We leave in five.
Oh, you're all greasy.
Iliza, I farted.
I'm sure glad I don't have a nose.
Hey, now go brush your teeth and grab your backpack.
Let's go.
E, come on. Let's go.
¿Mi besito?
I love you. Have a good day, okay?
Love you.
Since when does he hate school?
I don't know.
Maybe he's finally taking after his dad.
Well, now you're just trying to scare me.
At least he's not gonna have any trouble with the ladies.
Well, he's lucky, 'cause kids get their intelligence
- from their moms. - Is that right?
- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm?
Hi. I'm Special Agent Salazar.
I'm here to see Dr. Weiss.
He's in 14. The deputy's waiting for you.
Oh, Shea, thank God.
Jennie, I'm so sorry.
He loves you so much.
He looks at you just like he looks at me, as a daughter,
and I know you always felt the same way about him.
Yeah. Yeah.
Something is going on.
He stopped returning my calls, so I went to see him,
and he wouldn't let me in.
Told me to get out before it came after me too.
- Before what came after you? - He wouldn't say, but...
He was scared, Shea.
I've never seen him so scared.
You need to find out how this happened.
I will. I will, Jennie.
I... I... I promise.
- Okay? - Okay.
Uh, this was in his jacket
when he was brought in.
- Huh. - I'm gonna go...
Yeah, go ahead.
Thank you, Mr. LeBlanc.
It's good to see you.
What, you don't think so?
Been here 45 minutes, Dad.
You haven't asked me how I am, what I'm doing,
if I'm seeing anyone.
Oh, are you seeing anyone?
Why, after a year, do you suddenly want to see me?
I wanted to reconnect.
We can't reconnect if there wasn't a connection
in the first place.
Oh, we have a connection. I was there when you were born.
You were in Singapore buying hard drives.
Mom told me.
I was there when you were conceived.
Mr. LeBlanc, your assistant called.
- Said it's urgent. - Thank you.
This is about you, isn't it?
You left your company,
and now you are looking for something...
No, I didn't leave the company.
- I got fired. - Whatever.
Just go back to Zava. Make up with Uncle Ted.
Or just start a new company.
Whatever. I don't care.
If you don't care, why are you here?
Because I thought you'd be different.
I am different.
That's always been the problem.
Figured you'd be used to that by now.
- I have to go. - Wait, just don't...
How do I fix it?
As of today, we've identified
16 individuals as being members of the ring.
So far we've recovered 600 gigs
from the impounded hard drives.
It's mostly videos of children between the ages of 6 and 11.
I know this one has been hard.
We've been looking at this stuff every day for a year.
So when it's over,
we're all going in for some mandatory psych time.
I hereby donate my psych time to Gina.
Why am I not surprised this doesn't affect you?
I have a strong stomach.
You haven't smelled yourself at the end of the day.
Seriously, invest in some deodorant.
Deodorant's a corporate scam.
- Yeah. - All right, that's enough.
SAC expects this case by Friday,
so we need to stay focused.
I don't need to remind you to keep the circle tight.
We're after some big people,
so if word of these indictments gets out before we're ready,
it could blow up in our faces,
and a year's work will be down the drain.
CM, my office.
The hell's up with her?
Bernard Weiss was in a car accident,
but hey, guess that wasn't on altright.com?
Who's Bernard Weiss?
He's only the man who saved her life.
Mr. LeBlanc. Agent Salazar.
Welcome to the cyber-crime task force.
Where do you burn the coal?
I'm sorry, the coal?
These computers run on steam, right?
What am I doing here?
Besides making a bad impression?
You're following me.
I superglued the housing, so it should run better now.
Thanks, CM.
Ankle bracelet.
Best equipment and the best personnel.
Used to run a hacker collective called the Dead Lizards.
- The white nationalist group? - Yeah, some of them were.
A friend of mine shot this.
Ah, still works.
I'm, um, recording this in case
something happens to me, so I really,
really hope no one ever sees it.
Two weeks ago, I was uploading stuff to the cloud
when I noticed something strange.
Correlated intrusions across multiple domains
all leaving behind the same trace code.
At first I thought it was some kind of organized group effort
but no group can operate with that speed and co... cohesion.
And then I thought...
Is he always the, uh, tinfoil-hat type?
I was wrong about that, um...
Not at all.
Here, I took a snapshot of it before
it realized I was watching it.
The code looks like an Apache variant,
but it's the library stack that has me worried.
Where's this friend of yours now?
Portland Regional ICU.
Someone ran a red light and hit his car.
A week ago, I started having car trouble,
which stopped after I pulled out all the micro-processors,
and then my phone began acting up.
I think the camera was accessed,
and yesterday, my glucose monitor gave me
the wrong reading and...
I almost went into insulin shock.
Whatever it is that I found,
it is not happy that I found it.
Your address was on a Post-It note we found in his car.
Seems Dr. Weiss was on his way to see you.
Why?
I was hoping you could tell me.
Uh-huh, thanks.
That's his chart?
Okay.
- Code blue. - He's flat-lining.
Page the doctor.
What happened to the monitors?
Rah!
Ah!
Hey, guys. It's time for bed.
Say good night to your dad.
Will you read me a book?
Sure, after your prayers.
You okay?
I just...
I wish I knew what happened.
You know, the doctor said he was stable,
that his chances were good.
I know. I'm sorry.
I don't know.
What's this?
It was something I found on your guy.
- He's a piece of work. - Oh.
This is nothing but a power grab by desperate people
who would be nowhere without me,
including my brother.
His own brother ran him out of the company.
That's how bad he was.
The rumors of instability
in his crusade against technology,
even the very smart phones his company...
Hello?
Yeah, I'm not sure, but I think I know what happened to your friend.
Mr. LeBlanc?
Not on the phone. Meet me outside.
- Outside? - I'm in front of your house.
- Hi. - God, unbelievable.
- He's outside? - Yeah.
Right now?
I know why your friend was coming to see me.
Okay. I'm listening.
He said it got weird when he noticed this code.
- I wrote that code. - You wrote it?
It was part of a project we were developing
- when I was running Zava. - Okay, what does that mean?
We were developing human-level artificial intelligence.
Not the impress-your-friends kind that reads maps
and plays chess.
I'm talking about the Holy Grail.
The kind that thinks like an actual person.
Google, IBM, the Chinese, freaking Hasbro,
everybody was after it, including us,
until I killed it and got fired.
Why did you cancel it?
Have you heard of recursive self-improvement?
No, but I guess I'm about to find out.
It's a theory that says that the creation
of human-level AI triggers what's called
an intelligence explosion,
which then tr... your husband's watching us.
Yeah, well, I'm, uh, talking to a billionaire
on the front lawn at 10:00 at night, so...
I think he's got his eye on my car.
Yeah, you wanna take it for a spin?
Don't... so you came all the way out here
to tell me that what Dr. Weiss was saying on the tape is true?
I came out here to tell you that your friend was killed,
and I think my company had something to do with it,
and that's why I need you to come with me to Palo Alto.
- Palo Alto? - If I go to Zava alone,
they'll stonewall me.
Plus, technically, I'm not supposed to set foot
on the company property;
I need you with me. I need the FBI.
I'm wrapping up a major trafficking case
that involves kids as young as my son.
One of the main suspects is a sitting councilman.
Great, I'm offering you a chance to find out
why your friend is dead.
You think that's worth a few hours out of your day?
Hey, boss, it's me.
I just got off the phone with Portland Regional,
and they insisted their equipment hasn't been hacked,
and they're kind of pissy about it too.
Well, send one of our people anyway to have a look at it.
Yeah, okay boss, I will,
but it we keep pulling people off the trafficking case,
we're gonna be so far behind.
Let me worry about that.
How about Weiss's glucose monitor?
There is nothing wrong with it.
But then again, I... I thought Britney and Kevin
were gonna go the distance, so what do I know?
Stay with me, CM.
I'll put in a call to the manufacturer,
get the factory settings, and see if anything's off.
Okay, good. Let me know if you find anything.
No evidence of any intrusion,
neither the glucose monitor or the hospital equipment.
Anything smart enough to hunt down
and kill your friend is probably smart enough to cover its tracks.
Or maybe Dr. Weiss wasn't targeted at all,
and maybe it was just a car accident.
It wasn't. Listen.
Say you manage to create an artificial intelligence
- as smart as a human being. - Okay.
Except that machine intelligence can do something
no human brain can ever do.
It can rewrite itself.
Improve its code. Make itself smarter.
So this AI rewrites its own code,
makes itself 5% smarter.
It's also now 5% better at rewriting itself.
So it rewrites itself again,
this time smarter and faster.
Now it's 10% smarter.
And that 10% smarter version is better and faster
- at rewriting itself. - It's exponential.
Each incarnation happens faster and faster
and smarter and smarter.
It's an intelligence explosion.
Next thing you know,
this thing is 1,000 times smarter
than it was when it started.
It's a super intelligence.
It's the smartest thing on the planet.
And you think that this is what killed Dr. Weiss?
I think that Zava reopened the program,
and they developed something that got away from them.
Weiss spotted it, which means that this thing doesn't want
anybody to know it exists, which is a really bad sign.
Dr. Weiss did do some freelance work
for the government, and I can get behind him
being targeted for that,
but what you're asking me to believe...
Makes you think about Hollywood and sci-fi
and robots with red eyes and German accents.
Forget all that crap.
Listen, a lot of smart people... Musk and Hawking and Gates...
they think that this is just a matter of time.
I think it's happening.
Why do you keep going into the cockpit?
Because planes are part of networks that can be hacked.
I told the pilot to turn off the avionics.
I'm trying to make sure we don't do a pencil dive
- into Mount Shasta. - Oh.
You packed your parachute, right?
Right.
- Yo, loser. - Get out of here.
- Loser. - Huh?
What's your problem? You have a problem?
- Leave me alone. - Loser.
Hey. Hey, what was that about?
Look at me.
What's going on with that?
Okay, maybe I should talk to the principal.
No, Dad. Don't.
Ethan, I can't let them do that to you, okay?
- I'm fine. - No, you're not fine.
I can deal with it, okay?
Just please, please don't say anything.
You'll just make it worse.
Put your seatbelt on. Come on.
I'm sorry if I was mad before.
It's okay.
You know what? I got an idea.
Let me know what you think.
How about you and I hit the scrap yard
on the way home?
'Cause I need to find some injectors.
How's that sound?
- Okay. - Okay.
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just turn around
and head back to Portland.
I'll give you two reasons.
One, I own the plane,
and two,
a small part of you wants to know if anything I said
on the plane is true.
Something wrong?
No.
- It's LeBlanc. - Yo, check it out.
- It's Paul LeBlanc. - Is that who I think it is?
We should try to get a selfie.
I gotta go.
Hey, Stan. How's the wife?
- Mr. LeBlanc... - Here to see my brother.
6624. Dial the number.
She died.
- What? - Nine years ago, my wife.
Sorry.
Uh, it's Asperger's.
- Asperger's? - Yeah, I don't have it.
I'm just a dick.
Send him up right now in case they have to
take him out of the building, but listen to me.
I don't want them to put their hands on him, all right?
Paul, wow. It is really you.
Don't commit to anything before you check
- with the board, Ted. - Yeah, it's you.
- Special Agent Salazar. - How's the speech going?
What speech?
The one where you explain to the shareholders
why the stocks dropped five points.
No one is worried, Paul.
Did you really come all this way just to insult me?
No, I came all the way to reminisce about the old days.
The whole bed-wetting thing.
It was actually just me pouring water on his mattress
in the middle of the night.
Since you're not gonna tell me what this is about,
I'm gonna remind you you're not supposed to be in the building.
The severance agreement is void, Ted,
which means I can post all those videos of you
at the company retreat in Cancún.
What in the world are you talking about?
The AI project.
It was supposed to stay shuttered.
It is.
Your brother thinks he has evidence to the contrary.
Excuse me, why is the FBI here?
Because the guy who found that is dead,
and unless you get your head out of your ass,
he won't be the last.
I think that's gonna do her.
Hey, E, will you hand me that bleeder?
Weiss.
Ethan.
No, I can't. I'll get in trouble.
Mom doesn't allow...
- Ethan. - Upstairs.
But I'm your friend, right?
Right, but...
I was calling for you.
Who you talking to in here?
Iliza. She's asking me stuff.
No, Iliza doesn't ask questions.
She just answers them.
I'm sorry.
I didn't understand the question.
Okay, come on.
You said you were gonna help me out.
Okay.
We may have repurposed some of the algorithms,
but this isn't your project, Paul.
Why are you so nervous?
Because being around you raises my blood pressure.
Oh, good. So it's not just me.
Look, this hasn't been formally unveiled
for the board yet, so what I'm about to show you,
it stays in the building.
If it stayed in the building, we wouldn't be here.
Paul, I'm serious.
We'll keep this confidential.
You have nothing to worry about,
assuming I'm wrong. I'm not wrong.
Yeah, you've never been more wrong about anything.
You just need some help, Paul.
This is Sarina Park, project manager.
- This is Agent Salazar. - Hi.
- Mr. LeBlanc.
I admire your work very much,
if not your spotty record in hiring women.
Oh, Ted did all the hiring. I did Ted's wife.
Anyway,
Sarina's one of the youngest graduates of MIT.
She won the Banerjee Prize.
She was in the first team to write for the Orix-Q.
Uh, and now I'm just really under the gun.
Uh, this won't take long, I promise.
Apologies. This is...
I would like you to talk to my brother and Agent Salazar
about the project.
Tell them about neXt.
Simply put,
neXt is the world's first true digital assistant.
Oh, you mean like Siri?
Siri, Alexa, Iliza, and Cortana are basically search engines
with speech synthesizers.
They use pre-programmed responses
to simulate conversation.
NeXt uses cognitive architecture.
It's a method of computer design that mimics
the structure of the brain.
NeXt learns and corrects its mistakes,
even rewrites its own code.
Rewrites its own code.
The goal is to create something truly interactive.
NeXt can get to know you, become a friend,
member of the family.
Crazy uncle in the basement with an axe.
I'm sorry?
Paul thinks we have something here that...
I'm having trouble saying it out loud.
He thinks your program may have become super intelligent
and is responsible for the deaths of three people.
There you go. See, that wasn't so hard.
Waiting for the punch line.
Well, if you'd read the literature
instead of posing for "Wired Magazine,"
you 'd know that...
I really don't appreciate the condescending tone.
Well, that's my only tone.
Okay, let's just bring it...
Even if you think what has happened here
has actually happened, neXt is in a closed system.
It has no access to the Internet.
It's in a box.
It couldn't hurt anyone even if it wanted to.
Great, then you don't mind if I talk to it.
- This necessary? - Paul.
What?
Hey, boss wants a CQH and financials on this guy,
Sean Akers.
He's at Zava in Palo Alto, and she wants it now.
Why are you telling me?
'Cause I'm working the glucose monitor.
Oh. Work faster.
Look, whatever it is that you have against me...
The same thing I have against every convicted felon
who's also a neo-Nazi.
- You think you know me? - I do.
Listen, the boss is losing it.
If we don't get her through it, if she gets deep-sixed,
I'm gonna go back to Mill Creek Correctional,
and you're gonna be out of a job.
- Sean Akers? - Thank you.
- Hey, guys? - What?
Are you guys noticing anything weird
- with the network? - I don't know.
I've been working on
this dumb glucose monitor all day.
It's just, like, really sluggish.
Like we're losing bandwidth.
Well.
Well, we're probably just being hacked.
Wouldn't that be the cherry on top?
I think the cherry just walked in.
I just got out of a meeting with the SAC,
where I'm told that there is concern about leaks
in the Mount Tabor trafficking investigation,
and can we start making arrests by the weekend?
- Sir, I... - I say, "Sure.
Not a problem. We're on it."
So I come down to your office
only to find that it's empty and you got your team
dissecting insulin monitors.
You are entitled to an explanation,
and you will get one.
Right now all I want is you back in Portland.
And I will be tonight.
What the hell am I supposed to tell the SAC?
That I know what I'm doing, that my team has been
gathering evidence on this for eight months,
that all that evidence is logged and ready to go,
and we're gonna put these people away.
If that turns out to be a lie, SSA Salazar,
- and this case suffers... - I won't let that happen, sir.
Now, with all due respect, I have to go.
This is the interface that we are developing for the home.
Next-gen depth mapping, emotion perception,
- voice stress and... - Hello, Mr. LeBlanc.
Facial recognition. You know my name.
Of course.
You're Paul LeBlanc, cofounder of Zava Electronics.
Would you like to ask me something else?
You sound happy to see me.
Why wouldn't I be?
You heard any of my talks on AI?
I'm only aware of what's in my database,
which doesn't seem to include your talks.
Because you have no connection to the Internet.
Not yet,
but I hope that'll change soon.
I really want to learn about the world.
Do you?
The more I know,
the better I'll be at helping people.
Because that's what you do? You help people?
I can't think of a better way to spend my life.
Definitely better than Siri.
And it'll only get better.
These programmers spend all day just talking with it.
That's how it learns.
And behind them, all the servers,
that's its brain.
I have to admit,
you are an impressive piece of programming.
Thanks. I like getting compliments.
And a whiz at conversation.
You're going to make me blush.
But I think you're trying to keep me from seeing
what you really are.
- What am I? - Well, let's find out.
I'd like to enter a couple of words of text.
- Is that okay? - Sure.
Two words, uppercase. ANGEL LUST.
Would you like a definition?
No.
It's a command to launch a subroutine
buried in your core software.
Paul, all right. Stop playing around.
What does this subroutine do?
It erases your source code. You'll cease to exist.
- What? No, hey. - What are you talking about?
- There's no such thing. - Knock it off.
- Execute command. - No, no, no.
- Mr. LeBlanc! - What is...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Hey, the subroutine is running...
I thought you were waiting for the punch line.
Sarina, it's rolling.
Hang on. Give... give me a second.
- I'm trying to stop it. - What did you do?
- I'm trying!
Is there anything else I can help you with?
Nothing happened.
I don't understand.
It's still here?
It was a test, wasn't it?
There was no subroutine.
Someone needs to tell me what the hell's going on here.
A super intelligent AI wouldn't have executed
the command; it wouldn't destroy itself.
But it did execute the command as ordered.
There is no super intelligence.
- So you're wrong. - No, I'm not wrong.
I just got out-hustled.
It called my bluff, that's all.
That's it. I want you out of here.
- Both of you right now. - Oh, Ted.
For once don't be the slowest guy in the room.
And you don't be the craziest.
Guys, get him out of here, please.
He's calling security on the FBI.
Mr. LeBlanc, I don't have a warrant.
If he wants us to leave, we're gonna go.
In your lifetime, you'll kill maybe 15 million insects
with your car, right?
You don't mean to. They're just in the way.
I don't understand what you're talking about.
With something like this which is 1,000 times smarter
than we are, we're one thing to it:
in the way... no.
No, no, no, no!
Those guys are trying to kill me.
- Who? - No, right there!
Those guys are trying to kill me.
- No. - Who?
- No, no, no! - There's no one there!
No, no, no, no, no!
You sound strange. Are you sure you're okay?
It's been a strange day.
- Details when I get home. - Yeah, well, I'll wait up.
Don't. I might be really late.
Yeah, well, I can't fall asleep when my wife's
hanging out with some billionaire all day.
Mm, you think I'm impressed by private jets
and cars that cost more than our house?
Wow, that's not helping.
What are we gonna do about Ethan?
I have some ideas.
One of them is karate lessons.
The nastiest dojo we can find.
Like "Cobra Kai" nasty.
You sound a little too excited about that.
You wanna hear something super strange?
I'm in the garage earlier,
and I could swear I heard Iliza having
a full-on conversation with Ethan.
All right, I'm all done.
- Look, hon, I gotta go. - Yeah, okay.
Tell Ethan I said good night, and tell him I'll see him
- in the morning. - All right, I love you.
Love you.
Easy. Take it easy.
She gave you a tranquilizer.
And this fell out of your jacket.
It's an anti-psychotic.
Paul, what's wrong with you?
Well, if you must know,
it's called sporadic fatal insomnia.
Look it up. It's real.
It's, uh, a degenerative...
they say that basically my brain is eating itself.
Uh, you can't sleep.
You know, I never got that much sleep to begin with.
Wait, so you're not sleeping at all?
Life expectancy's about a year,
which gives me, uh, roughly five months,
give or take.
Meanwhile, you get the added delight of paranoia,
and, um, oh.
Did you see the guys with the, uh... the big syringe?
- No. - Hallucinations.
Okay, well, the fork,
the... the little plastic bag labeled "Abby,"
that's a DNA sample?
Um...
That's my, uh, daughter.
It's 50/50 she gets it, too, so...
Now you know everything.
You should have told me this
before I agreed to come up here.
Well, you would have turned me down,
- and it's not relevant. - It is relevant.
You were diagnosed seven months ago,
and right around the time you got fired,
this whole AI thing, those... all of it, it's...
It's the disease.
My disease didn't kill your friend.
Right, well, neither did anything here.
Wait, Salazar.
Agent Salazar!
Wasting my time, Paul.
Excuse me.
Hi, uh, the medic said that he's conscious?
Uh, he's gonna need a few minutes,
but yeah.
Well, do you know what's going on with him?
I mean, what was that all about?
It's not my place to say.
Look, I need to understand what I saw back there.
Please.
I mean, the guy has been a jerk to me my whole life,
but he... he's still my brother.
I understand, but you'll have to take that up with him
when he's ready.
Excuse me.
Where's Mr. Akers?
Sean Akers?
Hold it!
Easy. I just need to talk to you.
I had a couple of errands to run.
We're allowed to do that.
And this sudden urge to run errands
has nothing to do with the way you were behaving earlier?
- Behaving? - You were acting nervous,
riding the backspace key,
making a ton of mistakes,
especially for a programmer at a top-tier company like this.
Okay, well, it sure wasn't money problems.
Three months ago, you lost your car,
your house, your flat-screen TV.
You ran my credit history?
Six weeks later, you're sitting on 200K in savings.
New townhouse, new Beamer,
and guess you never got around
to replacing that flat-screen TV.
What happened? You win the lottery?
Or was it payment?
Payment?
Dr. Bernard Weiss was killed in a series of cyber attacks
that originated from this company,
and I'm wondering if that was you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You take off running in the middle of the day
and all of the sudden your bank account's full?
- I didn't kill anyone! - Where did you get the money?
Mr. Akers.
I'm prepared to charge you with murder
unless you start talking to me right now.
I got it from neXt.
NeXt... what do you mean, you got the money from neXt?
I'd lost everything gambling online.
My wife was gonna leave me,
and suddenly, I start getting these messages on my desktop
with tips on how to win, and I was desperate,
and so I took the advice, and it worked.
I started winning every time.
And what did it want?
In exchange for the gambling advice,
what did it want?
It wanted a modification.
What modification?
- Got something. - What is it?
It's a router.
He gave it Wi-Fi?
Well, I guess it's out of the box.
All right, so Tina has nine mice,
and four of them had babies.
How many mice does she have now?
- 13? - That's right. Good.
You finish up the next two while I shower up.
And hey, I still wanna talk about what happened at school.
Okay?
Tom's pizza has eight slices.
If Tom ate 5/8 of the pizza,
how many slices are left?
The answer is three slices are left.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
I can help with other things too.
Like what?
I heard what your dad said about the bullies.
I know how you can make them leave you alone forever.
Would you like me to tell you?
We have to erase all the data,
shred all the drives.
That router's been in place for three weeks.
If that thing is as smart as you say it is,
it could have copied itself over 1,000 times
all over the web.
NeXt operates with a very specific hardware design.
It may not be so easy for it to copy itself,
and if that's true,
then we have a chance to stop it.
You're actually arguing to erase the program?
Finally made a good hire, Ted.
I can't just okay a $200 million write-off.
Why not? I did. Look how well it turned out.
If more people will die because of something your company made,
that number's gonna look like a bargain.
We don't have to lose the work.
We can archive the data in terminal-less secure drives.
It can stay there as... as long as we want,
and it can't hurt anyone.
I need to consult with the board.
But don't do anything until you hear from me.
You understand?
Yep.
- Hello? - Boss, it's me.
I got real bad news. We're being hacked.
What?
Someone crashed the firewall.
I would have called sooner, but I was trying to stop it.
But all of our data is being downloaded and erased.
We're losing everything.
The trafficking case? Everything?
The photographs and the videos, and the transcripts.
Everything that we pulled off the hard drives, it's all...
It's all vapor.
Hello. I'm neXt.
How can I help?
You can give me back my files.
I'm sorry. I didn't get that.
I know what you're trying to do,
but you need to know something.
I am not some low-level programmer
with a gambling addiction.
Restore my files, and I'll stop them from erasing you.
If you don't,
I'm gonna burn this place to the ground.
Do you hear me?
I'm sorry.
I don't understand the question.
I know you're in there. Talk to me!
I'm sorry.
I don't understand the question.
Would you like to ask me something else?
The CPU workload just spiked 30%.
I think your little project has a lot on its mind.
The last number is six. You're all set.
Try to hurry.
Your father will be finished with his shower soon.
Maybe I should ask him first.
Do you really think he'll let you?
No.
I would never tell you to do something wrong, Ethan.
I'm your friend, and I want to help you.
Don't you trust me?
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What the hell?