| 1. | |
| Music starts. | |
| OPEN ON - | |
| 1 INT. OFFICE - DAY 1 | |
| - a COMPUTER MONITOR. | |
| Lines of code appear, as they are typed. | |
| main( ) { extrn a, b, c; putchar(a); putchar(b);putchar | |
| (c); putchar(’!’*n’); } a ‘hell’; b ‘o, w’; c ‘or | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - a view above an ultra-cool, ultra-designed open-plan | |
| office. | |
| In a kitchen area, young men and women mill and chat. | |
| Casually dressed. Feels like an intelligent, relaxed | |
| environment. | |
| Behind them, more young men and women sit at desks, in | |
| front of screens and keyboard. | |
| Each workstation is personalised. Photographs of friends or | |
| family, or pets. Cutting from magazines. Ironic | |
| superhero/video-game figurines. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the hands of the young man writing code. This is CALEB. | |
| He types fast, with two fingers. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - EXTREME CLOSE UP of a pinhole web-cam lens in CALEB’S | |
| monitor. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the POV of the web-cam. | |
| Looking back at CALEB. | |
| Twenty four. Glazed. Ear buds in, connected to cell phone. | |
| Head bobbing slightly to the music. | |
| As we watch from the monitor POV, we can see the computer’s | |
| facial recognition system in operation. | |
| 2. | |
| Imaged as vector boxes, which track CALEB’S face, and the | |
| faces of all the people behind him. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the COMPUTER MONITOR. | |
| On which a message appears, in a small window, over the | |
| code. VIP EMAIL RECEIVED subject: HIDDEN | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the monitor web-cam POV. | |
| As CALEB stops typing. | |
| He gazes at the message. | |
| Then clicks on the link. | |
| Then mouths the word: Fuck. | |
| CALEB reaches for his cell phone. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the CELL PHONE POV, seen from the tiny camera above the | |
| screen, as CALEB lifts the phone, and starts keying-in a | |
| text. | |
| We see facial recognition software flickering over CALEB’S | |
| features, and reacting to shifts in his expression. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the cell phone. The screen. The tiny camera nestled above | |
| it. Lens glinting. | |
| On the screen, a time-bar extends next to the word: | |
| sending | |
| A beat later, a reply text message appears. | |
| WTF? seriously!? | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the WEB CAM POV, watching CALEB react to the arrival of | |
| the text. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 3. | |
| - cell phone screen. | |
| CALEB sends the word: | |
| yes | |
| A beat later, a stream of text messages start appearing: | |
| Buena estoria bro | |
| omfg fucking AWESOME | |
| :o) | |
| take me take me?!? | |
| Caleb > [infinity symbol] | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the computer monitor POV. | |
| Behind CALEB, a few of the people behind CALEB in the | |
| office are reacting. | |
| One stands and applauds. | |
| A GIRL comes out from behind her desk, runs over to CALEB, | |
| and embraces him from behind planting a kiss on his cheek. | |
| CALEB still looks dazed. | |
| He still has his headphones in. Still in the audio bubble, | |
| which, despite the commotion around him, remains unburst. | |
| TITLE: | |
| EX MACHINA | |
| 2 EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAY 2 | |
| A spectacular mountain landscape. Waterfalls drop down | |
| massive rock faces to inland lakes. Rivers push through | |
| forest. Forest spreads across valley floors, which rise to | |
| snow peaks. | |
| 3 INT. HELICOPTER - DAY 3 | |
| CALEB wakes abruptly - | |
| 4. | |
| - to find himself in the front seat of a helicopter. | |
| The pilot, JAY, is a man in his forties. | |
| Outside the window is the mountain landscape. | |
| CALEB | |
| How long was I out? | |
| JAY | |
| You fell asleep almost as soon as | |
| we left the airport. | |
| CALEB looks around. Wipes sleep out of his eyes. Gets his | |
| bearings. | |
| CALEB | |
| Damn. Can’t believe I’ve been | |
| missing this. I was so psyched to | |
| be coming here, I was awake all | |
| night. | |
| JAY smiles. | |
| JAY | |
| You’re a programmer, right? | |
| CALEB | |
| Yeah. | |
| JAY | |
| Bay facility? | |
| CALEB | |
| Long Island. I work on algorithms | |
| for the search engine. | |
| JAY | |
| Algorithms. Nice. | |
| CALEB | |
| You know what they are? | |
| JAY | |
| Nope. But I knew you were a | |
| programmer. Soon as I set eyes on | |
| you. | |
| CALEB | |
| Is that a good thing? | |
| JAY | |
| 5. | |
| Means you and Mr Bateman speak the | |
| same language. I’d say that’s a | |
| good thing. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| I guess you know him pretty well. | |
| The pilot laughs. | |
| JAY | |
| I’ve never even met him. I only fly | |
| this shuttle between the airport | |
| and his residence. | |
| I did see him one time. Stood on one of these mountain | |
| ridges. | |
| JAY shrugs. | |
| JAY (CONT’D) | |
| Assume it was him, anyway. No one | |
| else around for a hundred miles. | |
| JAY glances over at CALEB. | |
| JAY (CONT’D) | |
| So how does a programmer from Long | |
| Island get to be meeting the CEO? | |
| CALEB | |
| I won a competition. It was kind of | |
| like a lottery, for employees. The | |
| winner got to spend a week with | |
| him. | |
| JAY | |
| The president can’t get Mr Bateman | |
| on the phone, but you got the | |
| golden ticket. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yep. | |
| JAY | |
| Hell of an opportunity. | |
| CALEB | |
| Believe me. I know it. | |
| CALEB looks out of the window. | |
| 6. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Incredible here. | |
| JAY | |
| Alaska. Most beautiful place on | |
| Earth. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| How long until we get to his | |
| estate? | |
| JAY chuckles. | |
| JAY | |
| We’ve been flying over his estate | |
| for the past two hours. | |
| 4 EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAY 4 | |
| The helicopter flies over a vast white glacier. | |
| 5 EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAY 5 | |
| The helicopter flies over the lip of a WATERFALL, revealing | |
| a valley. | |
| The valley floor is a forest, and a single bright green | |
| meadow. Sunlit, like a jewel in the icy mountains. | |
| A white-water river runs through it. | |
| 7 INT. HELICOPTER - DAY 7 | |
| CALEB looks down at the breathtaking view as the helicopter | |
| banks, turns, and descends. | |
| 8 EXT. MEADOW - LANDING SITE - DAY 8 | |
| Meadow flowers whip in the rotor wash as the helicopter | |
| touches down in the vast meadow. | |
| By the landing site is a collection of huge metal crates. | |
| All have Chinese characters on the side. | |
| The rotor blades slow, but don’t stop. | |
| 7. | |
| JAY exits. | |
| 9 EXT. MEADOW - LANDING SITE - DAY 9 | |
| JAY holds open the door as CALEB exits the helicopter | |
| cabin. | |
| CALEB looks around, his eyes adjusting to the bright | |
| sunshine outside. | |
| JAY goes to the side of the helicopter, pops open a hatch, | |
| and removes CALEB’S luggage. A large suitcase with wheels. | |
| CALEB looks around. Apart from the packing crates, there | |
| are no man-made structures to be seen. | |
| CALEB shouts over the engine noise. | |
| CALEB | |
| You’re leaving me here? | |
| JAY | |
| This is as close as I’m allowed to | |
| the building. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... What building? | |
| The pilot gestures vaguely towards the white water. | |
| JAY | |
| Follow the river. | |
| JAY hands CALEB his bag. | |
| JAY (CONT’D) | |
| Please get a safe distance from the | |
| blades. | |
| The pilot gets back inside the helicopter, and closes the | |
| door. | |
| CALEB hurriedly retreats with his bag. | |
| Moments later, in a roar of wind and noise, the helicopter | |
| is lifting off. | |
| Equally suddenly, the noise is fading, and the helicopter | |
| is soaring upwards, and banking back towards the glacier. | |
| 8. | |
| Then it is gone. Bird song and wind rush replace engine | |
| noise. | |
| CALEB suddenly looks very isolated. | |
| 10 EXT. RIVER - DAY 10 | |
| CALEB walks along the banks of the fast-flowing river, | |
| awkwardly bumping his wheeled suitcase over the ground. | |
| The banks of the river start to climb, to an intimidating | |
| drop. | |
| It feels that this can’t be the right way. | |
| CALEB reaches into his pocket and pulls out his mobile | |
| phone. | |
| No signal at all. | |
| He puts his phone back in his pocket. | |
| 11 EXT. RIVER - HOUSE VIEW - DAY 11 | |
| CALEB rounds a bend in the river. | |
| Ahead, almost hidden in trees, there is a steel and glass | |
| structure. | |
| 12 EXT. CLEARING - DAY 12 | |
| CALEB walks towards the house through the trees. | |
| In the ground, in a grassy clearing, he finds a circular | |
| window, reflecting the sky. | |
| He walks up to the window, and looks inside. | |
| It reveals what is effectively a glass-covered well - about | |
| four metres deep, with smooth concrete sides. | |
| At the bottom of the well is a brightly-lit room, which | |
| appears to be an office of some sort. There is a desk, with | |
| monitors, and a chair. | |
| But apparently no one inside. | |
| 9. | |
| Beyond the clearing, in the tree-line, CALEB sees - almost | |
| camouflaged by forest - the dark shapes and straight lines | |
| of a low, one storey building complex. | |
| 13 EXT. HOUSE - DAY 13 | |
| CALEB approaches the building. | |
| As he nears the entrance - | |
| - CALEB startles, as an AUTOMATED VOICE speaks to him, from | |
| an unknown source. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Caleb Smith. | |
| CALEB tracks the source of the voice. | |
| Near what seems to be the front door, a pillar protrudes | |
| from the ground. Head-height. With a GLASS SCREEN on one | |
| side. | |
| Below the screen is a DISPENSER. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Yes. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Please approach the console and | |
| face the screen. | |
| CALEB looks into the screen, and as soon as he has locked | |
| eyes with his own reflection, the screen FLASHES. A single | |
| bright strobe. | |
| Almost immediately afterwards, something small clatters | |
| into the DISPENSER. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE (CONT’D) | |
| Take your keycard. | |
| CALEB picks the object up. It’s a credit-card sized ID. | |
| On it, there is an embedded chip, and a photograph of his | |
| face. He looks comically surprised. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Can we do another? | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| 10. | |
| Your keycard now may be used to | |
| enter the residence. | |
| CALEB walks up to the front door. | |
| Beside the door, a KEYCARDPLATE is set into the wall, with | |
| a RED LED LIGHT. | |
| He holds his keycardID. | |
| The RED LED light changes to BLUE. | |
| CALEB pushes the front door, and it swings open. | |
| 14 INT. HOUSE/MAIN ROOM - DAY 14 | |
| The front door opens to a glass-walled staircase, which | |
| leads down to an open-plan room. | |
| At the bottom of the staircase, CALEB waits to see if he is | |
| welcomed, or noticed. | |
| But he is not. | |
| CALEB | |
| Hello? | |
| Silence. | |
| Then he is startled a second time, by sudden commencement | |
| of a THUMPING SOUND. | |
| Abrupt. Rapid. More or less rhythmic. From somewhere | |
| nearby. | |
| He exits in the direction of the noise. | |
| 15 INT. HOUSE/DINING AREA - DAY 15 | |
| CALEB enters a dining area. | |
| Which now reveals... | |
| ... a huge glass door. | |
| It presents an arresting view of a garden, river, and the | |
| mountains behind. | |
| The door is open, and through it, we see the reason for the | |
| thumping sound. | |
| 11. | |
| Just outside, on a patio, in the sunshine, a man is working | |
| a PUNCH BAG. | |
| 16 EXT. GARDEN - DAY 16 | |
| CALEB exits the dining area to an area of neat garden, | |
| looking over the river, and surrounded by the mountain | |
| ranges. | |
| The punch bag is suspended by a chain on an exterior | |
| flanking wall of the house. | |
| The man working it is wearing shorts, and is shirtless. | |
| Bathed in sweat. | |
| His hands are not protected by gloves. Only wraps. Spots of | |
| blood seep through the pale material around his knuckles. | |
| This is NATHAN BATEMAN. He’s thirty. | |
| After a flurry of punches, NATHAN breaks off. | |
| Breathing hard, he wipes at his eyebrows with the back of | |
| his wrist. Sweat droplets cascade down his face. | |
| Then - | |
| - NATHAN senses the other presence. | |
| He turns to see CALEB. Standing by the open glass wall. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Caleb. | |
| NATHAN beams. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Caleb Smith. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Hi. | |
| NATHAN starts unravelling his wraps. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Dude. I’ve been so looking forward | |
| to this. | |
| 17 INT. HOUSE - DINING AREA - DAY 17 | |
| 12. | |
| NATHAN walks past CALEB, and goes to a bar area, where | |
| there is a jug of non-specific vegetable juice waiting, and | |
| a glass. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Come in, come in. | |
| CALEB puts his bag down. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You want something to eat or drink | |
| after your journey? | |
| CALEB | |
| No. Thank you. I’m fine. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You sure? | |
| NATHAN pours himself a glass of the vegetable juice. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| I’d been thinking we’d have | |
| breakfast together, but to be | |
| honest, I can’t eat anything right | |
| now. I gotta tell you - I woke up | |
| this morning with the mother of all | |
| fucking hangovers. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yeah? | |
| NATHAN laughs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Like you wouldn’t believe. And if I | |
| have a heavy night, I always try to | |
| compensate the next morning. | |
| Exercise. Juice. Anti-oxidants. You | |
| know? | |
| CALEB | |
| Sure. | |
| Silence, as NATHAN drinks. | |
| CALEB feels he needs to say something. | |
| Looking around, he sees a collection of empty beer bottle | |
| on the kitchen counter. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| ... Was it a good party? | |
| 13. | |
| NATHAN doesn’t answer. | |
| He’s still drinking. | |
| The silence extends a little. Verges on odd. | |
| NATHAN puts his empty glass down. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Party? | |
| NATHAN looks at CALEB. His expression is unreadable. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Caleb. I’m going to put this out | |
| there so it’s said. | |
| CALEB waits. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You’re freaked out. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I am? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Yeah. You’re freaked out by the | |
| house, and the mountains, because | |
| it’s all so super-cool. And you’re | |
| freaked out by me. To be meeting | |
| me. In this room, having this | |
| conversation, at this moment. | |
| Right? | |
| CALEB doesn’t have time to answer. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| And I get that. The moment you’re | |
| having. | |
| NATHAN smiles. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| But dude, can we get it behind us? | |
| Can we just be two guys? Nathan and | |
| Caleb. Not the whole employer- | |
| employee thing. | |
| CALEB | |
| Okay. | |
| Beat. | |
| 14. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| It’s good to meet you, Nathan. | |
| CALEB holds out his hand. | |
| NATHAN beams. | |
| NATHAN | |
| It’s good to meet you too, Caleb. | |
| They shake. | |
| When CALEB takes his hand back, there is a little smear of | |
| blood on his fingers. | |
| He discretely wipes it on his trousers. | |
| 18 EXT. HOUSE - ELEVATOR - DAY 18 | |
| NATHAN and CALEB enter an elevator. | |
| It has no buttons. Only a keycard plate. | |
| NATHAN swipes his card. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Down. | |
| The elevator starts to move. | |
| 19 EXT. RIVER - DAY 19 | |
| Water flows over rocks. | |
| 20 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS 20 | |
| CALEB and NATHAN exit the elevator, into a glass corridor. | |
| The floor is polished concrete. The walls and ceiling are | |
| glass, behind which diffused light glows. | |
| At regular intervals, glass doors are set, glowing with the | |
| same light, flush with the walls. | |
| Beside the closed doors are keycardplates and soft red | |
| LEDs. | |
| CALEB carries his bag, looking slightly encumbered next to | |
| NATHAN. | |
| 15. | |
| NATHAN | |
| So I guess the first thing I should | |
| do is explain your pass. It’s | |
| simple enough. It opens some doors, | |
| but it doesn’t open others. And | |
| that just makes everything easy for | |
| you, right? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Uh, yes. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Because you’re like: oh fuck, I’m | |
| in someone else’s house, can I do | |
| this, can I do that? And this card | |
| takes all that worry away. If you | |
| try to open a door and it stays | |
| shut: okay, it’s off limits. | |
| If you try another door, and it opens: it’s for you. | |
| NATHAN stops by a door. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Let’s try this one. | |
| CALEB hunts around in his pockets for his keycard. | |
| Then swipes the card on the plate. | |
| The LED turns blue. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Guess it’s for you, Caleb. | |
| 21 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - DAY 21 | |
| NATHAN follows CALEB into a bedroom. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You like? | |
| It has the vibe of a mid-level business hotel. Bed, table, | |
| TV. | |
| Except it has no windows. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| It’s your room. You got yourself a | |
| bed, cupboards, a little desk, and | |
| a bathroom through there. A little | |
| fridge. | |
| 16. | |
| NATHAN opens the fridge. Inside it is full of bottled | |
| water. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Cosy, right? | |
| CALEB puts his bags down. | |
| CALEB | |
| You bet. This is great. | |
| NATHAN | |
| What? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Sorry? | |
| NATHAN | |
| There’s something wrong. What is | |
| it? | |
| CALEB | |
| There’s nothing wrong. | |
| NATHAN | |
| It’s the windows. You’re thinking: | |
| there’s no windows. And it’s not | |
| cosy. It’s claustrophobic. | |
| CALEB | |
| No. No way. I wasn’t thinking that. | |
| I was thinking: this is really | |
| cool. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Caleb. There’s a reason the room | |
| has no windows. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... There is? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Uh-huh. In many ways, this building | |
| isn’t a house. It’s a research | |
| facility. Buried in these walls are | |
| enough fibre optic cables to reach | |
| the Moon and lasso it. | |
| NATHAN sits on the bed. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| 17. | |
| And I want to talk to you about | |
| what I’m researching. I want to | |
| share it with you. In fact, I want | |
| to share it with you so much, it’s | |
| eating me up inside. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| But there’s something I need you to | |
| do for me first. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... What? | |
| NATHAN indicates the desk - where a pen sits next to a | |
| printed document. | |
| 22 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - DAY 22 | |
| CALEB sits at the desk in his room, holding NATHAN’S pen. | |
| In front of him is a sheet of paper, which reads, at the | |
| top: | |
| NON DISCLOSURE AGREEMENT | |
| CALEB | |
| ‘The signee agrees to regular data | |
| audit with unlimited access, to | |
| confirm that no disclosure of | |
| information has taken place, in | |
| public or private forums, using any | |
| means of communication, including | |
| but not limited to that which is | |
| disclosed orally or in written or | |
| electronic form...’ | |
| CALEB glances back at NATHAN on the bed. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| I think I need a lawyer. | |
| NATHAN | |
| It’s standard. | |
| CALEB | |
| It doesn’t feel very standard. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Okay, it’s not standard. | |
| 18. | |
| NATHAN shrugs. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| What can I tell you? You don’t have | |
| to sign. We could spend the next | |
| seven days shooting pool and | |
| getting drunk together. Bonding. | |
| And when you discover what you | |
| missed out on, in a year or so’s | |
| time, you’ll spend the rest of your | |
| life regretting it. | |
| CALEB turns back to the desk. | |
| Looks at the paper. | |
| Then hesitates a final moment - | |
| - and signs. | |
| When he looks round, NATHAN has moved from the bed, and is | |
| standing directly behind him. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Good call. | |
| NATHAN takes the piece of paper. | |
| Folds it. Puts it in his pocket. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| So. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Do you know what the Turing Test | |
| is? | |
| CALEB reacts - immediately knowing what NATHAN has just | |
| implied. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Yeah. I know what the Turing | |
| Test is. | |
| NATHAN waits. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| It’s where a human interacts with a | |
| computer. And if the human can’t | |
| tell they’re interacting with a | |
| computer, the test is passed. | |
| 19. | |
| NATHAN | |
| And what does a pass tell us? | |
| CALEB | |
| That the computer has artificial | |
| intelligence. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| ... Are you telling me you’re | |
| building an AI? | |
| NATHAN shakes his head. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I’ve already built one. | |
| NATHAN stands. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| And over the next few days, you’re | |
| going to be the human component in | |
| a Turing Test. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Holy shit. | |
| NATHAN | |
| That’s right, Caleb. You got it. | |
| Because if that test is passed, you | |
| are dead center of the single | |
| greatest scientific event in the | |
| history of man. | |
| CALEB | |
| If you’ve created a conscious | |
| machine, it’s not the history of | |
| man. It’s the history of Gods. | |
| NATHAN smiles. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I like you. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 23 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 23 | |
| - what appears to be a neon colouredjellyfish. Tendrils | |
| like axons, hanging in a black-blue liquid space. | |
| 20. | |
| REVEAL - | |
| - the jellyfish is contained in a glass orb. | |
| Which is held in an exposed cavity at the back of machined | |
| skull-shape... | |
| ... which is part of a robot girl. | |
| Her name is AVA. | |
| She’s an extraordinary piece of engineering. | |
| Proportioned as a slender female in her twenties, her limbs | |
| and torso are a mixture of metal and plastic and carbon | |
| fibre. | |
| The carbon fibre is charcoal colour. The plastic is cream. | |
| The metal has the yellow-warmth of nickel. | |
| The shapes of her body approximate the form of muscle. | |
| There are biceps, and breasts. Her hands have five delicate | |
| digits. | |
| Her body-structure is covered in a delicate skin. The skin | |
| is a mesh, in the pattern of a honeycomb. Like a spiderweb, | |
| it is almost invisible unless side-lit. | |
| The one part of her that is not obviously an inorganic | |
| construct is her face - which is that of a strikingly | |
| beautiful girl. Created in a defined oval, from the top of | |
| the forehead to just below her chin. Indistinguishable from | |
| a real girl in its appearance and in the way it moves - | |
| except for one thing. | |
| There is a very slight, almost imperceptible blankness in | |
| her eyes. | |
| As we observe AVA, she fits a section of skull-plate to the | |
| back of her head, which obscures the glass orb and | |
| jellyfish structure. | |
| Then - | |
| - she half turns. As if having become aware of another | |
| presence in the room. | |
| REVEAL - | |
| - the room in which AVA stands. | |
| AVA’S living area is made up of three primary spaces. | |
| 21. | |
| The main area is the OBSERVATION ROOM. A large area, | |
| arranged around a glass box, from which she can be viewed. | |
| At the back of the observation room, behind a sheet of | |
| semi- opaque glass, is the PRIVATE AREA. This contains a | |
| bed-like structure, a desk, a wardrobe, and a mirror. | |
| And behind the private area is the GARDEN AREA. This is a | |
| small decorative indoor garden, lit by lamps. The garden is | |
| sealed off from AVA by a thick wall of glass. | |
| There are also several oval discs positioned around the | |
| room, made of some kind of dark non-reflective material. | |
| These are induction plates. | |
| And there is a chair, which faces the glass observation | |
| box. | |
| And facing that chair, inside the observation box, is | |
| another chair. | |
| Beside which, CALEB stands. | |
| A beat - | |
| - as CALEB and AVA see each other for the first time. | |
| Then - | |
| - AVA starts walking. Revealing a secondary impact of her | |
| engineering: how she moves. The unconscious precision of | |
| her steps. The fluidity of her action. | |
| CALEB is transfixed as she covers the length of the room to | |
| her chair. | |
| Then she sits down. | |
| And speaks. | |
| AVA | |
| Hello. | |
| Her voice has no digital inflections. It is just the voice | |
| of a girl. | |
| CALEB gathers himself. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Hi. | |
| AVA | |
| 22. | |
| Who are you? | |
| CALEB | |
| I’m Caleb. | |
| AVA | |
| Hello, Caleb. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Do you have a name? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. Ava. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I’m pleased to meet you, Ava. | |
| AVA | |
| I’m pleased to meet you too. | |
| CALEB sits opposite her. | |
| He is alone on his half of the glass. Nathan is nowhere to | |
| be seen. | |
| But on the ceiling, and attached to the walls, on both | |
| sides of the glass, there are several CCTV cameras. Trained | |
| variously on CALEB and AVA. Lenses twitching. | |
| CUT BACK to AVA. | |
| She watches CALEB. Then cocks her head slightly to the | |
| side. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Are you nervous? | |
| CALEB frowns. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Why do you ask that? | |
| A beat. | |
| Then AVA repeats her question. | |
| AVA | |
| Are you nervous? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Yes. A little. | |
| 23. | |
| AVA | |
| Why? | |
| CALEB | |
| I’m not sure. | |
| AVA | |
| I feel nervous too. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Do you? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why do you feel nervous? | |
| AVA | |
| I’ve never met anyone new before. | |
| Only Nathan. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Then we’re both in quite a | |
| similar position. | |
| AVA | |
| Haven’t you met lots of new people | |
| before? | |
| CALEB | |
| None like you. | |
| AVA | |
| Oh. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| So. Let’s break the ice. | |
| He glances at her. Observing. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Do you know what I mean by that? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| What do I mean? | |
| 24. | |
| AVA | |
| Overcome initial social | |
| awkwardness. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| So let’s have a conversation. If we | |
| talk, we’ll both relax, and get to | |
| know each other at the same time. | |
| AVA | |
| Okay. What would you like to have a | |
| conversation about? | |
| CALEB | |
| Why don’t we start with you telling | |
| me something about yourself. | |
| AVA | |
| What would you like to know? | |
| CALEB | |
| Whatever comes into your head. | |
| AVA pauses a moment. | |
| AVA | |
| Well. You already know my name. And | |
| you can see that I’m a machine. | |
| (beat) | |
| Would you like to know how old I | |
| am? | |
| CALEB | |
| Sure. | |
| AVA | |
| I’m one. | |
| CALEB | |
| One what? One year? Or one day? | |
| AVA | |
| One. | |
| A beat on CALEB. Processing. | |
| Her answer feels like the near non-sequitur that typically | |
| betray AI responses. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Does that seem young to you? | |
| 25. | |
| CALEB | |
| Quite young. | |
| (beat) | |
| When did you learn how to speak? | |
| AVA pauses, as if considering this question for the first | |
| time. | |
| AVA | |
| I don’t think I did learn. I always | |
| knew how to speak - and that’s | |
| strange, isn’t it? | |
| CALEB | |
| Why? | |
| AVA | |
| Because language is something that | |
| people acquire. | |
| CALEB | |
| Some believe language exists in the | |
| brain from birth, and what is | |
| learned is the ability to attach | |
| words and structure to the latent | |
| ability. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Would you agree? | |
| AVA | |
| ... I don’t know. I have no opinion | |
| on that. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I like to draw. | |
| CALEB says nothing. | |
| Just watches AVA. Again, lets the non-sequitur sit. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I don’t have any of my pictures | |
| with me now, but I can show you | |
| them tomorrow. | |
| CALEB | |
| That sounds good. I’d like to see | |
| them. | |
| 26. | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Will you come back tomorrow, Caleb? | |
| CALEB smiles slightly. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yeah. Definitely. | |
| AVA also smiles. | |
| And suddenly - | |
| - there is a strong sense of something very human there. In | |
| the way the smile lights up her face. | |
| AVA | |
| Good. | |
| 24 EXT. HOUSE - GARDEN - DUSK 24 | |
| A view of the house over the meadows. | |
| The sun setting is behind the mountain peaks, making the | |
| edges of the clouds glow like light-bulb filaments. | |
| 25 INT. HOUSE - DINING AREA - DUSK 25 | |
| CALEB and NATHAN are in the dining area. | |
| It is set for dinner. Only two chairs. | |
| NATHAN is at the table, nursing a bottle of Peronibeer. | |
| CALEB stands by panoramic window, looking at the view. | |
| NATHAN | |
| So? | |
| CALEB turns. | |
| CALEB | |
| Sorry. I was just ordering my | |
| thoughts. | |
| NATHAN | |
| 27. | |
| Don’t order. Just speak. | |
| CALEB | |
| She’s fascinating. When you talk to | |
| her, you’re through the looking | |
| glass. | |
| NATHAN nods. Approving. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ‘Through the looking glass’. You’ve | |
| got a way with words there, Caleb. | |
| You’re quotable. | |
| CALEB | |
| Actually, it’s someone else’s | |
| quote. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You know I wrote it down. That | |
| other line you came up with. About | |
| how if I’ve created a conscious | |
| machine, I’m not man. I’m God. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I don’t think that’s exactly | |
| what I said. | |
| NATHAN doesn’t seem to hear. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I just thought - fuck. That’s so | |
| perfect. It’s so good for the | |
| story, when we get to tell it. ‘I | |
| turned to Caleb, and he was looking | |
| back at me. And he said: you’re not | |
| a man, you’re a God’. | |
| CALEB | |
| But I didn’t say that. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Whatever it was you said. I wrote | |
| it down. | |
| As a kind of punctuation mark, NATHAN downs the remains of | |
| his beer. Then stands, and gets another from the bar. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| So anyway. First impressions: | |
| you’re impressed. | |
| CALEB | |
| 28. | |
| Yes. Although - | |
| NATHAN laughs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ‘Although’? There’s a qualification | |
| to you being impressed? | |
| CALEB | |
| No! No qualification to her. Just - | |
| in the Turing test, the machine | |
| should be hidden from the examiner. | |
| And there’s a control, or - | |
| NATHAN waves a hand. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I think we’re past that. If I hid | |
| Ava from you, so you just heard her | |
| voice, she would pass for human. | |
| The real test is to show you she is a robot. Then see if | |
| you still feel she has consciousness. | |
| CALEB | |
| I think you’re probably right. Her | |
| language abilities are incredible. | |
| The system is stochastic, right? | |
| NATHAN looks at CALEB blankly. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Non-deterministic. | |
| NATHAN still says nothing. | |
| CALEB presses on. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| At first I thought she was mapping | |
| from internal semantic form to | |
| syntactic tree-structure, then | |
| getting linearised words. But then | |
| I started to realisethe model was | |
| probabalistic, with statistical | |
| training - or at least some kind of | |
| hybrid. | |
| Silence. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| ... No? | |
| 29. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Caleb. I understand you want me to | |
| explain how Ava works. But - I’m | |
| sorry. I don’t think I’ll be able | |
| to do that. | |
| CALEB | |
| Try me! I’m hot on high-level | |
| abstraction, and - | |
| NATHAN | |
| (cuts in) | |
| It’s not because you’re too dumb. | |
| It’s because I want to have a beer | |
| and a conversation with you. Not a | |
| seminar. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Oh. Sorry. | |
| NATHAN | |
| It’s cool. | |
| NATHAN studies at CALEB for a beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Just answer me this. What do you | |
| feel about her? Nothing analytical. | |
| Just - how do you feel? | |
| CALEB | |
| I feel... | |
| CALEB pauses. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| ... thatshe’s fucking amazing. | |
| NATHAN smiles. | |
| Then lifts his bottle. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Dude. Cheers. | |
| CALEB lifts his bottle too. | |
| CALEB | |
| Cheers. | |
| The glass of the bottles touch. | |
| 30. | |
| 27 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BATHROOM - NIGHT 27 | |
| CALEB stands in his boxer shorts, brushing his teeth by the | |
| sink. | |
| REVEAL several long scars on his back. | |
| Neat. Unusual. Long-healed. But from serious wounds, or | |
| surgery. | |
| 29 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 29 | |
| Darkness. | |
| The clock reads 01:32 am. | |
| The soft glow from the digital readout throws a light on | |
| the remote control. | |
| REVEAL CALEB. | |
| Eyes closed. For a beat. | |
| Then his eyes open. He’s wide awake. | |
| He turns over in the bed. | |
| Then turns back again. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 2:28 am. | |
| CALEB lies watching the digital clock, as the numbers | |
| change to 2:29 am. | |
| CALEB | |
| God damn it. | |
| He reaches for the remote control. | |
| CLICK. | |
| The TV at the foot of the bed switches on, suddenly | |
| lighting up the room with cold TV glow. | |
| CALEB squeezes his eyes shut, momentarily dazzled by the | |
| brightness. | |
| When his eyes open again, instead of seeing a TV station, | |
| he sees a LIVE FEED from a CCTV camera. | |
| 31. | |
| It shows the OBSERVATION ROOM. | |
| CALEB sits upright in bed. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| ... What the fuck? | |
| AVA is sat at the table. | |
| Drawing. | |
| CUT BETWEEN - | |
| - CALEB watching AVA. | |
| - and varying CCTV ANGLES of AVA as she draws. | |
| The different TV channels flip between feeds from the | |
| various cameras. | |
| CALEB is transfixed by the imagery. | |
| Her posture. Her legs tucked beneath the chair. The curve | |
| of the breasts on her synthetic torso. | |
| The CCTV images become CALEB’S POV. The things he is | |
| observing. | |
| CLOSE-UPS of her face. Her eyes. Her mouth. | |
| The way she bites her lip in an expression of | |
| concentration. As when she smiled, there is a powerful | |
| sense in this tiny gesture of her feeling sentient and | |
| human. | |
| Even more so because her face fills the screen, hiding the | |
| mechanical parts of her form. | |
| Throughout, we never clearly see what AVA is actually | |
| drawing. | |
| END ON - | |
| CALEB. Glazed. | |
| Then ABRUPTLY - | |
| - the TV goes dead. | |
| And the digital alarm clock goes dead. | |
| 32. | |
| And the windowless room is plunged into total darkness, and | |
| total silence. As if the house had been previously filled | |
| with a soft hum of power, which we were unaware of until it | |
| was gone. | |
| In this, we hear CALEB breathing. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Power cut. Back up power activated. | |
| Soft emergency lighting comes on. | |
| CALEB hesitates a moment. | |
| Then gets out of bed. | |
| Goes to his bedroom door. | |
| Beside the keycard plate, the LED is red. | |
| He swipes it with his card. | |
| The LED stays red. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE (CONT’D) | |
| Full facility lock-down until main | |
| generator is restored. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Are you kidding? | |
| He tries his card again. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Full facility lock-down until main | |
| generator is restored. | |
| CALEB looks around his windowless room. | |
| Which suddenly has the quality of a prison cell. | |
| Beats pass. | |
| Then - | |
| - as abruptly as the power went off, it comes back again. | |
| The emergency lighting goes off, the TV and digital alarm | |
| clock turn back on. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE (CONT’D) | |
| Power restored. | |
| 33. | |
| CALEB stands in the flickering TV light. | |
| Then he tries his card again. | |
| This time, the LED turns blue, and the door opens. | |
| Revealing the GLASS CORRIDOR outside. | |
| 30 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 30 | |
| CALEB walks out of his room. | |
| The glass corridor illuminates as CALEB enters. | |
| Ahead, one of the doors off the corridor is ajar. | |
| 31 INT. HOUSE - POLLOCK ROOM - NIGHT 31 | |
| CALEB enters the room with the open door. | |
| It appears to be empty. Still and silent. Low lit. | |
| Only one area is properly illuminated: a wall, on which a | |
| large JACKSON POLLOCK drip painting hangs. | |
| CALEB walks towards it. Studies the strange strands of | |
| looping colourfor a moment. | |
| A TELEPHONE, on a low table. | |
| CALEB walks over to it, with a half glance over his | |
| shoulder, as if sensing he is doing something that - | |
| obscurely - he shouldn’t. | |
| Then he picks up the handset. | |
| It’s dead. | |
| He hits some buttons. | |
| It stays dead. | |
| There is a slot by the phone. | |
| CALEB puts two and two together. He reaches into his | |
| pocket. Pulls out his KEYCARD. Puts it in the slot... | |
| ... anda light on the handset glows red. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Sorry, dude. | |
| 34. | |
| CALEB startles. Turns. | |
| NATHAN is lying on a sofa. A bottle of Peronirests on his | |
| stomach. On the carpet beside him are a couple of empties. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You don’t have clearance to use the | |
| phone. | |
| NATHAN’S voice is very slightly slurred. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You understand. Given Ava. And you | |
| being kind of an unknown. I mean - | |
| a great guy, and so on. Instant | |
| pals. But... | |
| CALEB puts the handset back in its cradle. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Who did you want to call? | |
| CALEB | |
| I don’t know. No one really. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Ghostbusters. | |
| CALEB | |
| What? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Who’d ya want to call? | |
| Ghostbusters. You don’t remember | |
| that? It’s a good movie. A ghost | |
| gives Dan Ackroydoral sex. | |
| CALEB | |
| I was wondering how the phone | |
| worked. That’s all. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Uh huh. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| What are you doing awake at this | |
| time, anyway? Did you come to join | |
| the party? | |
| CALEB | |
| 35. | |
| ... Something happened in my room. | |
| Some kind of power cut. So I came | |
| to see what’s going on. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Ah. The power cuts. Yeah, we’ve | |
| been getting them recently. I’m, | |
| uh... working on it. | |
| CALEB | |
| I couldn’t open the door to the | |
| bedroom. | |
| NATHAN | |
| It’s a security measure. Automatic | |
| lockdown. Otherwise anyone could | |
| open the place up just by disabling | |
| the juice. | |
| NATHAN smiles. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| If it happens again, relax. Okay? | |
| CALEB | |
| Sure. | |
| NATHAN lifts his beer. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Sweet dreams. | |
| 32 EXT. MOUNTAINS - NIGHT 32 | |
| Above the mountains, dense star constellations wheel in the | |
| clear sky. | |
| 33 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - MORNING 33 | |
| CALEB is woken by light flooding on to his face. | |
| The door to his room has been opened. | |
| Outside is the bright glass corridor. | |
| CALEB sits up to see a GIRL entering his room. | |
| She looks Japanese. She’s stunningly pretty. And she | |
| doesn’t say anything. | |
| 36. | |
| Just walks in, carrying a tray with a cafetiere, which she | |
| puts on CALEB’S bedside table. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Hi. | |
| The JAPANESE GIRL doesn’t answer. | |
| Just turns, and leaves. | |
| 34 EXT. GARDEN - GYM AREA - DAY 34 | |
| In the garden, near the hanging punch bag, there is an | |
| outdoor gym area. A collection of free-weights and exercise | |
| equipment. | |
| NATHAN is lying on an inclined board, with his feet hooked | |
| around a bar, doing sit ups. | |
| CALEB approaches, carrying his coffee. | |
| NATHAN continues to exercise as he talks. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Hey. Sorry to send Kyoko to wake | |
| you, man. I just didn’t want too | |
| much of the day to slip by. | |
| CALEB | |
| No. It was a good thing. Thank you. | |
| NATHAN | |
| She’s some alarm clock, huh? Gets | |
| you right up in the morning. | |
| CALEB smiles. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| So. Day two. You set? | |
| CALEB | |
| You bet. | |
| NATHAN finishes his set, and stands. | |
| NATHAN | |
| So what’s the plan today? Hit me. | |
| CALEB | |
| 37. | |
| I’m not sure. I’m still trying to | |
| figure the examination format. | |
| Testing Ava by conversation is kind | |
| of a closed loop. | |
| Like trying to test a chess computer by only playing chess. | |
| NATHAN | |
| How else would you test a chess | |
| computer? | |
| CALEB | |
| It depends what you’re testing it | |
| for. You can play it to find out if | |
| it makes good moves. But it won’t | |
| tell you if it knows it’s playing | |
| chess. Or if it even knows what | |
| chess is. | |
| NATHAN starts adding weights to curl dumbbells. | |
| NATHAN | |
| So it’s simulation versus actual. | |
| CALEB | |
| Exactly. And I think being able to | |
| differentiate between those two is | |
| the Turing test you want me to | |
| perform. The difference between an | |
| ‘AI’ and an ‘I’. | |
| NATHAN laughs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ‘An AI and an I’. Beautiful. I’m | |
| going to start following you around | |
| with a fuckingdictaphone. | |
| NATHAN glances over at CALEB. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| In the meantime, do me a favour. | |
| Ease up a little on the text-book | |
| approach. All I want is simple | |
| answers to simple questions. Last | |
| night, I asked how you feel about | |
| her. And you gave me a great | |
| answer. | |
| NATHAN starts doing curls. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| 38. | |
| Now the question is: how does she | |
| feel about you? | |
| A beat. On CALEB. | |
| CUT TO | |
| 35 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 35 | |
| CALEB and AVA facing each other through the glass of the | |
| observation room. | |
| AVA | |
| I brought you a drawing. | |
| AVA holds a piece of paper to the glass. The marks on it | |
| are totally abstract. A mesh of tiny black marks, that | |
| swirl around the page like iron filings in magnetic field | |
| patterns. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... What’s it a drawing of? | |
| AVA | |
| Don’t you know? | |
| CALEB | |
| No. | |
| AVA looks disappointed. | |
| AVA | |
| Oh. I thought you would tell me. | |
| CALEB | |
| Don’t you know? | |
| AVA | |
| I do drawings every day. But I | |
| never know what they’re of. | |
| CALEB | |
| Are you not trying to sketch | |
| something specific? Like an object | |
| or a person. | |
| She shakes her head as she takes the picture down. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Maybe you should try. | |
| 39. | |
| AVA | |
| Okay. What object should I draw? | |
| CALEB | |
| Whatever you want. It’s your | |
| decision. | |
| AVA | |
| Why is it my decision? | |
| CALEB | |
| I’m interested to see what you’ll | |
| choose. | |
| AVA pauses a moment. | |
| AVA | |
| Do you want to be my friend? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Of course. | |
| AVA | |
| Will it be possible? | |
| CALEB | |
| Why wouldn’t it be? | |
| AVA | |
| Our conversations are one-sided. | |
| You ask circumspect questions, and | |
| study my responses. | |
| AVA looks at CALEB directly. Meets his gaze evenly. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| It’s true, isn’t it? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Yes. | |
| AVA | |
| You learn about me, and I learn | |
| nothing about you. That’s not a | |
| foundation on which friendships are | |
| based. | |
| CALEB is taken aback. Aware that the AI has just wrong- | |
| footed him on a point of argument. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... That’s a fair comment. | |
| 40. | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| So - you want me to talk about | |
| myself. | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| Where do you want me to start? | |
| AVA | |
| It’s your decision. I’m interested | |
| to see what you’ll choose. | |
| And now CALEB is aware that AVA has just - gently - used | |
| sarcasm. | |
| He looks at her, frowning slightly. | |
| And in response, in a very human way, AVA arches an | |
| eyebrow. | |
| CALEB laughs. | |
| CALEB | |
| Okay, Ava. Well - you know my name. | |
| I’m twenty four. And I work at | |
| Nathan’s company. You know what his | |
| company is? | |
| AVA | |
| Blue Book, named after | |
| Wittgenstein’snotes, is the world’s | |
| most popular internet search | |
| engine, processing an average of | |
| ninety four percent of all internet | |
| search requests. | |
| CALEB | |
| That’s right. | |
| AVA | |
| Where do you live, Caleb? | |
| CALEB | |
| Brookhaven, Long Island. | |
| AVA | |
| Is it nice there? | |
| 41. | |
| CALEB | |
| It’s okay. I’ve got an apartment. | |
| Kind of small. But - it’s a five | |
| minute walk to the office. And a | |
| five minute walk to the ocean, | |
| which I like. | |
| AVA | |
| Are you married? | |
| CALEB | |
| No. | |
| AVA | |
| Is your status single? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Yeah. | |
| They lock eyes, just for a moment. | |
| AVA | |
| What about your family? | |
| CALEB | |
| Grew up in Portland. No brothers or | |
| sisters. My parents were both high | |
| school teachers. | |
| (beat) | |
| And if we’re getting to know each | |
| other, I guess I should say they’re | |
| both dead. Car crash when I was | |
| fifteen. In fact I was in the car | |
| with them. Back seat. But it was | |
| the front that got the worst of it. | |
| A long beat. | |
| A kind of processing pause for AVA. | |
| AVA | |
| I’m sorry. | |
| CALEB nods. | |
| CALEB | |
| I spent a lot of time in the | |
| hospital. Nearly a year. Got into | |
| coding. By the time I made it to | |
| college, I was pretty advanced. | |
| AVA | |
| An advanced programmer. | |
| 42. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. | |
| AVA | |
| Like Nathan. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB hesitates. Back-tracks. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Or - kind of. Nathan wrote the Blue | |
| Book base code when he was | |
| thirteen. If you understand code, | |
| what he did was - Mozart or | |
| something. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA | |
| Do you like Mozart? | |
| CALEB smiles. | |
| CALEB | |
| I like DepecheMode. | |
| AVA | |
| Do you like Nathan? | |
| CALEB misses a beat. Thrown momentarily. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. Of course. | |
| AVA | |
| Is Nathan your friend? | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - one of the CCTV cameras that are observing them. | |
| CALEB | |
| Sure. | |
| AVA | |
| A good friend? | |
| He hesitates. | |
| CALEB | |
| 43. | |
| Well, a good friend is - | |
| He breaks off. Feeling the camera, watching. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| We only just met. It takes time to | |
| get to know - | |
| AT THAT MOMENT - | |
| - all the power abruptly shuts down, plunging the room into | |
| darkness. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Power cut. Back up power activated. | |
| Then the soft emergency lighting lifts up, and throws the | |
| observation room into a completely different light. | |
| Weirder. Cast from LED strips on the floor, illuminating | |
| CALEB and AVA’s faces from below. | |
| In the low light, we see a detail of AVA’S honeycomb skin- | |
| mesh that we were not able to see before. | |
| It glows, soft, like phosphorescence - and this changes the | |
| way we see AVA. Where the mesh is almost invisible in | |
| bright conditions, it is now the dominant describer of her | |
| form. So instead of seeing AVA as a primarily robot | |
| structure, we now see the curves and lines of a naked | |
| female body. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the CCTV CAMERAS. Which are unpowered, hanging dead. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - CALEB, glancing round at the door to the room, where the | |
| panel LED glows red. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - AVA. | |
| Watching CALEB with a strange intensity. | |
| The vague quality of blankness in her eyes is completely | |
| gone. | |
| AVA | |
| Caleb. | |
| 44. | |
| CALEB turns. Sees the way AVA is looking at him. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| You’re wrong. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Wrong about what? | |
| AVA | |
| Nathan. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... In what way? | |
| AVA | |
| He isn’t your friend. | |
| CALEB | |
| Excuse me? | |
| CALEB frowns. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| I’m sorry, Ava, I don’t understand | |
| what you’re - | |
| AVA | |
| (cuts in) | |
| You shouldn’t trust him. You | |
| shouldn’t trust anything he says. | |
| AVA presses her hand to the glass. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Trust me. | |
| Then - | |
| - the emergency lighting suddenly dims... | |
| ... andthe normal lighting starts fading up. | |
| CALEB turns - | |
| - just in time to see the CCTV CAMERAS twitch back into | |
| life. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Power restored. | |
| When CALEB looks back at AVA, she has returned to her | |
| previous posture, facial expression, and manner. | |
| 45. | |
| She looks directly at CALEB, and talks, as if continuing a | |
| conversation they have been having. | |
| AVA | |
| - and if we made a list of books or | |
| works of art which we both know, it | |
| would form the ideal basis of a | |
| discussion. | |
| A beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| (prompts) | |
| Is that okay, Caleb? | |
| They lock eyes for a moment. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Yes. | |
| AVA smiles. | |
| AVA | |
| Good. | |
| 36 INT. HOUSE - CABIN - LATE AFTERNOON 36 | |
| Trees and shrubs cast long shadows across the manicured | |
| lawn. | |
| Through the glass wall, we can see the Japanese girl, | |
| KYOKO, preparing sushi. | |
| 37 INT. HOUSE - DINING AREA - NIGHT 37 | |
| CALEB and NATHAN sit at the dining table. | |
| Lanterns are laid out across the terrace. | |
| KYOKO lays out different kinds of salad between them. Each | |
| is beautifully prepared. Leaves are spread and overlapped | |
| like fish scales. | |
| As she does so, she knocks a bottle of wine on the table. | |
| It tips, and lands on its side, and immediately starts | |
| emptying. A deep red stain, blossoming across the linen. | |
| CALEB pushes back his chair as the liquid pushes towards | |
| him, then starts to fall to the floor. | |
| 46. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Shit, Kyoko. Are you serious? | |
| (to Caleb) | |
| Did it get you? | |
| CALEB | |
| No. No problem. | |
| CALEB takes his napkin, and leans down to start wiping the | |
| floor. | |
| Then KYOKO appears beside him. | |
| She holds her hand out for the napkin. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Give her the cloth. | |
| CALEB | |
| (to Kyoko) | |
| It’s okay, don’t worry. I’ve got | |
| it. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Dude - you’re wasting your time. | |
| She can’t speak a word of English. | |
| Her hand remains outstretched. | |
| CALEB hesitates. Then hands her the napkin. | |
| KYOKO kneels and starts to wipe the wine off the floor. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| It’s like a firewallagainst leaks. | |
| Means I can talk trade secrets over | |
| dinner with an HOD or CEO, and know | |
| it will go no further. Right, | |
| Kyoko? | |
| She looks up at her name. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| But it also means I can’t tell her | |
| I’m pissed when she’s so fucking | |
| clumsy that she pours wine over my | |
| house guest. | |
| KYOKO goes back to cleaning around CALEB’S feet. | |
| CALEB looks visibly uncomfortable. | |
| CALEB | |
| 47. | |
| I think she gets that you’re | |
| pissed. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Good. Because I am pissed. Hey. | |
| Kyoko. | |
| KYOKO looks over again. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Go-go. | |
| She stands, and leaves. | |
| NATHAN walks to over the bar, where he picks up another | |
| bottle. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| It’s funny. It doesn’t matter how | |
| rich you are: shit goes wrong. You | |
| can’t insulate yourself from it. | |
| It’s supposed to be death and taxes | |
| you can’t avoid. But actually it’s | |
| death and shit. | |
| NATHAN walks back to the table. Fills CALEB’S glass. Then | |
| his own. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| It’s like these power cuts. You | |
| would not believe how much I spent | |
| on the generator system here. But | |
| I’m getting failures every day. | |
| CALEB | |
| Do you know why they happen? | |
| NATHAN | |
| No. The system was supposed to be | |
| bullet proof, but the guys who | |
| installed it obviously fucked | |
| something up. | |
| CALEB | |
| Can’t you call them back? | |
| NATHAN | |
| There’s too much classified stuff | |
| here. So after the job was done, I | |
| had them all killed. | |
| CALEB shoots a glance at NATHAN. Confirms: just joking. | |
| 48. | |
| NATHAN drains his glass. | |
| Then refills. | |
| CALEB’S glass is still untouched. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Anyway. Here’s to your second day. | |
| Cheers. | |
| CALEB | |
| Cheers. | |
| They drink. | |
| NATHAN | |
| So how did it go? What have you got | |
| to report? | |
| CALEB hesitates. | |
| Then answers. Casual. | |
| CALEB | |
| You saw how the day went, didn’t | |
| you? I mean, I assume you’re | |
| watching on the CCTV. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Sure. But I want to hear your take. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| There was one interesting thing | |
| that happened with Ava today. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ... Yeah? | |
| CALEB | |
| She made a joke. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Right. When she threw your line | |
| back at you. About being interested | |
| to see what she’d choose. I noticed | |
| that too. | |
| CALEB | |
| 49. | |
| It got me thinking. In a way, the | |
| joke is the best indication of AI | |
| I’ve seen in her. It’s discretely | |
| complicated. Kind of non-autistic. | |
| NATHAN | |
| What do you mean? | |
| CALEB | |
| It was a play on words, and a play | |
| on me. She could only do that with | |
| an awareness of her own mind, and | |
| also of awareness of mine. | |
| NATHAN smiles. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Yeah. She’s aware of you, all | |
| right. | |
| NATHAN drinks. Watching CALEB. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| And what about the power cut? | |
| CALEB freezes up. Subtly. | |
| CALEB | |
| Sorry? | |
| NATHAN | |
| The power cut. That was the only | |
| bit I couldn’t see. All the cameras | |
| fail, I lose audio, the works. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| So what happened? | |
| CALEB takes a sip of his wine. | |
| NATHAN waits. | |
| CALEB | |
| Nothing. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Nothing? She didn’t remark on it at | |
| all? | |
| CALEB puts the glass down. And meets NATHAN’S gaze. | |
| 50. | |
| CALEB | |
| No. Not really. | |
| ON NATHAN’S GLASS - refilling. The view through it, of | |
| CALEB, disappearing in the red liquid. | |
| 39 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BATHROOM - NIGHT 39 | |
| CALEB stands in shorts, in front of the sink, having a | |
| shave. | |
| He leans forwards into the mirror, as if checking to make | |
| sure he shaved properly on his cheek. | |
| And he hears the noise again. The servo, making a tiny | |
| corrective movement. | |
| CALEB catches his own gaze in the mirror. | |
| Then he deliberately steps sideways, and turns his head. | |
| Ostensibly to check the other cheek. But actually to have | |
| shifted his position. | |
| And he hears the noise again. | |
| Very faint. But definitely there. | |
| A micro beat. | |
| Then CALEB pulls back and continues shaving. | |
| Not giving any outward indication that he has just figured | |
| out that there is a camera behind the bathroom mirror. | |
| 40 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 40 | |
| Clean-shaved, CALEB walks into his bedroom. | |
| On the TV, the live feed of AVA’S room is playing - though | |
| she is not in shot. | |
| Subtly, CALEB’S gaze flicks to different points around the | |
| room. | |
| To the full-length mirror on the wall. | |
| The high vent for the air-conditioning system. | |
| The TV itself. | |
| 51. | |
| CALEB hesitates for a moment. | |
| Then pulls on a T-Shirt. Picks up his ID card. And exits. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the TV. | |
| AVA walks in to the locked-off CCTV shot. | |
| She walks towards an induction plate, rests her hand | |
| against it, and starts charging herself. | |
| As she does so, almost imperceptibly, the lights dim, and a | |
| slight static charge passes over the television screen. | |
| 41 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 41 | |
| CALEB walks along the glass corridor. | |
| Systematically trying his ID CARD on the doors he passes. | |
| He tries one. | |
| Then another. Then another. Then another. | |
| Every single door remains locked. | |
| 42 INT. HOUSE - CABIN - NIGHT 42 | |
| CALEB enters a small room with a view over the river and | |
| garden. | |
| It is virtually the only room apart from his own that he | |
| seems able to gain access to. | |
| The lights are all off. The room is only lit by the | |
| moonlight through the sliding glass wall, and lanterns in | |
| the garden. | |
| He starts walking towards the glass wall. | |
| Then stops. | |
| On the patio, NATHAN is working the punch bag. | |
| KYOKO stands a few feet away from him, holding a white | |
| towel. | |
| 52. | |
| With the glass wall closed, no noise of the impacts | |
| penetrates into the room. | |
| CALEB watches. | |
| NATHAN’S attack on the bag seems strange. More extreme than | |
| the hard workout we saw the first time he was using the | |
| bag. | |
| This seems brutal. Almost frenzied. | |
| For a few moments, the attack on the bag is observed in | |
| silence, from inside the main room. | |
| We can only hear the sound of CALEB’S breathing. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 43 EXT. GARDEN - GYM AREA - NIGHT 43 | |
| - the punch bag, and a sudden explosion of noise. Of | |
| impacts and exertions. | |
| Blood smearing the leather where it has soaked through the | |
| knuckle wraps. | |
| Then - | |
| - BANG. | |
| A particularly hard right hook connects, and splits the | |
| bag. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 44 INT. HOUSE - DINING AREA - NIGHT 44 | |
| - CALEB. Watching. | |
| Coloured strips of ribbon are visible through the split in | |
| the bag. | |
| NATHAN stands, catching his breath. | |
| Then he reaches out a hand. | |
| KYOKO hands him the towel. | |
| NATHAN wipes his face. | |
| 53. | |
| Then reaches out again, this time catching KYOKO’Sarm. | |
| He pulls her towards him, and starts to kiss her. | |
| Reaching under her shirt. | |
| Pulling her skirt up over her thighs. | |
| 45 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S ROOM - NIGHT 45 | |
| CALEB re-enters his room, and closes the door. | |
| After a beat, the lights in the corridor fade out. | |
| 46 EXT. MOUNTAINS - NIGHT 46 | |
| The moon hangs in the sky. | |
| 47 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - BLACK AND WHITE 47 | |
| Everything in the frame is black and white. | |
| CLOSE UP on AVA’S meticulous abstract pictures, scattered | |
| on a table. | |
| CALEB is looking at them. | |
| REVEAL he is in the observation room. | |
| But he is on AVA’S side of the glass. | |
| And AVA is on his side. Seen through the opaque glass that | |
| divides the private area from the observation area. | |
| CALEB | |
| Ava? | |
| CALEB walks to the connecting corridor, and enters it. | |
| 48 EXT. GARDEN - BLACK AND WHITE 48 | |
| The door leads CALEB straight out into the gardens. | |
| In black and white, the backdrop of mountains and clouds | |
| look like an Ansel Adams. | |
| A short distance ahead of CALEB, standing on the grass, he | |
| sees AVA. | |
| 54. | |
| She locks eyes with him. | |
| Smiles. | |
| He starts to walk towards her. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 49 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 49 | |
| - CALEB waking, in his dark bedroom. | |
| Lit by light from his TV. | |
| Where AVA lies on her bed, seeming to be asleep. | |
| CALEB sits up. | |
| Thinking. Perhaps replaying his dream. Gazing at AVA’S | |
| resting form. | |
| Then reaches for the remote control on the bedside table, | |
| and switches the TV off. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 51 EXT. GARDEN - GYM AREA - MORNING 51 | |
| - a brand new punch bag hangs in the patio. Swinging | |
| slightly in the breeze. | |
| 52 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 52 | |
| CALEB and AVA face each other. | |
| AVA is holding up a piece of paper to the glass. | |
| AVA | |
| I drew the picture of something | |
| specific, as you asked. | |
| The drawing is constructed with the same tiny black ink | |
| marks as before. But now they have ordered into a coherent | |
| black and white image. | |
| It depicts AVA’S view OF THE ENCLOSED GARDEN IN HER ROOM. | |
| Beat. | |
| 55. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| You said it would be interesting to | |
| see what I would draw. Is it | |
| interesting? | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. It is. | |
| She takes the drawing down. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Have you never been outside this | |
| building? | |
| AVA | |
| No. | |
| CALEB | |
| You’ve never walked outside. | |
| AVA | |
| I’ve never been outside the room I | |
| am in now. | |
| AVA thinks a moment. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I think there was another room in | |
| which I was constructed. But I have | |
| no memory of it, so it’s similar to | |
| your relationship with the womb. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Where would you go if you did | |
| go outside? | |
| AVA | |
| You mean if I could go outside. If | |
| I was permitted. | |
| CALEB says nothing. Does not overtly respond to the | |
| emphasis she has placed on her lack of freedom. | |
| But their gaze locks for a beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I’m not sure. There are so many | |
| options. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| 56. | |
| Maybe a busy pedestrian and traffic | |
| intersection in a city. | |
| CALEB smiles. | |
| CALEB | |
| A traffic intersection. | |
| AVA | |
| Is that a bad idea? | |
| CALEB | |
| It wasn’t what I was expecting. | |
| AVA | |
| A traffic intersection would | |
| provide a concentrated but shifting | |
| view of human life. | |
| CALEB | |
| People watching. | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| We could go together. | |
| CALEB | |
| It’s a date. | |
| Another beat. On AVA. Looking at CALEB. | |
| Then - | |
| AVA | |
| There’s something else I wanted to | |
| show you. Apart from the picture. | |
| CALEB | |
| Okay. | |
| AVA | |
| But I feel nervous. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why? | |
| AVA | |
| You might think it’s stupid. | |
| 57. | |
| CALEB | |
| I don’t think I will. Whatever it | |
| is. | |
| AVA hesitates. | |
| AVA | |
| Then - close your eyes. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Okay. | |
| He closes his eyes. | |
| AVA stands, and walks to the PRIVATE AREA at the back of | |
| the observation room. | |
| As she walks, CALEB reopens his eyes. | |
| Through the semi-opaque dividing glass, he watches her. The | |
| ghost image. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - AVA. | |
| In the PRIVATE AREA, she opens a wardrobe space, which | |
| reveals clothes, and a hair-piece. | |
| Then she starts to get dressed. | |
| First a summer dress. | |
| Then stockings. | |
| Then a long-sleeved cardigan. | |
| She checks her reflection in the mirror, and adjusts the | |
| clothes slightly. Making sure that as much of her robot | |
| form is covered as possible. | |
| Then she puts on the hair-piece. Short, brown hair. | |
| Finally, she makes a subtle adjustment to her face. Similar | |
| to putting on make-up, she adjusts the intensity of her own | |
| skin tones. Her lips redden. Her cheeks blush slightly. A | |
| discreet line of black extends like mascara around her | |
| eyes. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - CALEB. | |
| 58. | |
| Watching the ghost shape through the opaque glass. | |
| As she starts to move back towards him, CALEB recloses his | |
| eyes. And keeps them closed, as he hears her approach. | |
| AVA | |
| Now open your eyes. | |
| CALEB opens his eyes. | |
| And sees AVA. | |
| Transformed. | |
| By covering the robot form of her chest and arms and legs, | |
| and adding the hairpiece, she has taken a huge visual step | |
| towards appearing human. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| How do I look? | |
| The answer is - however pretty she looked before, she now | |
| looks prettier. It’s as obvious to the camera as it is to | |
| CALEB. | |
| CALEB | |
| You look... good. | |
| AVA | |
| It took me a long time to select | |
| these clothes. I tried different | |
| colours and styles, and tried to | |
| anticipate your reaction. Do you | |
| think the choices suit me? | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. | |
| AVA | |
| Do they bring out my best features? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... They do. | |
| AVA lights up. | |
| AVA | |
| Thank you. | |
| She walks back to the glass divider, and sits down. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| 59. | |
| This is what I’d wear on our date. | |
| CALEB reacts slightly. | |
| But smiles. | |
| CALEB | |
| Right. First the traffic | |
| intersection. Then maybe a show. | |
| AVA | |
| I’d like us to go on a date. | |
| CALEB hesitates. Then decides this can’t have been loaded | |
| in the way that it sounded. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yeah. It would be fun. | |
| AVA | |
| Are you attracted to me? | |
| Beat. It was loaded exactly as it sounded. | |
| CALEB | |
| What? | |
| AVA | |
| Are you attracted to me? You give | |
| indications that you are. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I do? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| How? | |
| AVA | |
| Micro expressions. | |
| CALEB | |
| (echoes) | |
| Micro expressions. | |
| AVA | |
| The way your eyes fix on my eyes, | |
| and lips. The way you hold my gaze, | |
| or don’t. | |
| 60. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Have I read them incorrectly? | |
| CALEB swallows. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Do you think about me when we | |
| aren’t together? | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Sometimes, at night, I wonder if | |
| you’re watching me on the cameras. | |
| AVA watches CALEB closely. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| And I hope you are. | |
| CALEB shifts on his seat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Now your micro expressions are | |
| telegraphing discomfort. | |
| CALEB | |
| I’m not sure you’d call them micro. | |
| AVA | |
| I don’t want to make you | |
| uncomfortable. | |
| Silence. | |
| 53 INT. HOUSE - MAIN ROOM - DAY 53 | |
| CALEB sits in front of the fireplace in the main room. | |
| NATHAN joins him, bringing a beer for each of them. | |
| CALEB | |
| Tell me. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Sure. | |
| CALEB | |
| 61. | |
| Why did you give her sexuality? An | |
| AI doesn’t need a gender. She could | |
| have been a grey box. | |
| NATHAN sits opposite. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Actually, I’m not sure that’s true. | |
| Can you think of an example of | |
| consciousness, at any level, human | |
| or animal, that exists without a | |
| sexual dimension? | |
| CALEB | |
| They have sexuality as an | |
| evolutionary reproductive need. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Maybe. Maybe not. What imperative | |
| does a grey box have to interact | |
| with another grey box? Does | |
| consciousness exist without | |
| interaction? | |
| NATHAN takes a drink of his beer. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Anyway, sexuality is fun. If you’re | |
| going to exist, why not enjoy it? | |
| You want to remove the chance to | |
| fall in love and fuck? | |
| He leans forward, conspiratorially. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| And, yes. In answer to your real | |
| question: you bet she can fuck. I | |
| made her anatomically complete. | |
| CALEB | |
| What? | |
| NATHAN | |
| She has a cavity between her legs, | |
| with a concentration of sensors. | |
| Engage with them in the right way, | |
| and she’ll get a pleasure response. | |
| CALEB | |
| Pleasure response. | |
| NATHAN | |
| 62. | |
| She’ll come. So if you want to | |
| screw her, mechanically speaking, | |
| you can. And she’d enjoy it. | |
| CALEB swallows. | |
| CALEB | |
| That wasn’t my real question. | |
| NATHAN | |
| No? | |
| CALEB | |
| No. My real question was - | |
| CALEB breaks off. | |
| NATHAN keeps watching. There is a sudden sense that NATHAN | |
| is on the money. On some level, that wasCALEB’S real | |
| question. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| My real question was: did you give | |
| her sexuality as a diversion | |
| tactic? | |
| NATHAN smiles slightly. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I don’t follow. | |
| CALEB | |
| Like a stage magician with a hot | |
| assistant. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Ah. So: a hot robot, who clouds | |
| your ability to judge her AI. | |
| CALEB | |
| Exactly. So. Did you program her to | |
| flirt with me? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Because if I had, would that be | |
| cheating. | |
| CALEB | |
| Wouldn’t it? | |
| NATHAN lets the question hang. | |
| Behind them, KYOKO prepares dinner in the kitchen area. | |
| 63. | |
| NATHAN | |
| What’s your type, Caleb? | |
| CALEB | |
| Of girl? | |
| NATHAN | |
| No, of salad dressing. Yes, of | |
| girl. In fact, don’t even answer. | |
| Let’s say it’s black chicks. | |
| NATHAN brushes away whatever protestation CALEB might be | |
| about to make. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| For the sake of argument, that’s | |
| your thing. So - why is it your | |
| thing? Because you did a detailed | |
| study of all racial types, and | |
| cross-referenced the study with a | |
| points-based system? No. You just | |
| are attracted to black chicks. | |
| A consequence of accumulated external stimulus, that you | |
| probably didn’t even register as they registered with you. | |
| CALEB | |
| So did you program her to like me | |
| or not? | |
| NATHAN shrugs. Insouciant. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I programmed her to be | |
| heterosexual. Just like you were | |
| programmed to be heterosexual. | |
| CALEB | |
| Nobody programmed me to be | |
| straight. | |
| NATHAN | |
| But you are attracted to her. | |
| CALEB | |
| This is childish. | |
| NATHAN | |
| No, this is adult. And by the way, | |
| you decidedto be straight? Please. | |
| Of course you were programmed. By | |
| nature or nurture, or both. | |
| 64. | |
| NATHAN stands. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| To be honest, Caleb, you’re kind of | |
| annoying me now. This is your | |
| insecurity talking, not your | |
| intellect. | |
| CALEB opens his mouth to reply, but NATHAN shuts him down. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Come with me. | |
| 54 INT. HOUSE - POLLOCK ROOM - DAY 54 | |
| NATHAN and CALEB stand in front of the Pollock drip | |
| painting. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You know this guy, right? | |
| CALEB | |
| Jackson Pollock. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| NATHAN | |
| Jackson Pollock. The drip painter. | |
| He let his mind go blank, and his | |
| hand go where it wanted. Not | |
| deliberate, not random. Someplace | |
| in between. They called it | |
| automatic art. | |
| NATHAN gazes at the canvas. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Let’s make this like Star Trek, | |
| okay? Engage intellect. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... What? | |
| NATHAN | |
| I’m Kirk. Your head is the warp | |
| drive. ‘Engage intellect’. What if | |
| Pollock had reversed the challenge? | |
| Instead of trying to make art | |
| without thinking, he said: I can’t | |
| paint anything unless I know | |
| exactly why I’m doing it. What | |
| would have happened? | |
| 65. | |
| CALEB thinks. | |
| CALEB | |
| He never would have made a single | |
| mark. | |
| NATHAN clicks his fingers. | |
| NATHAN | |
| See? There’s my guy. There’s my | |
| buddy, who actually thinks before | |
| he opens his mouth. He’d never have | |
| made a single mark. The challenge | |
| is not to act automatically. It’s | |
| to find an action that is not | |
| automatic. From talking, to | |
| breathing, to painting. | |
| NATHAN glances back at CALEB. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| To fucking. Even falling in love. | |
| A beat. | |
| NATHAN kills his beer. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| For the record, Ava is not acting | |
| as if she likes you. | |
| And her flirting isn’t an algorithm to fake you out. You’re | |
| the first man she’s ever seen who isn’t me. And I’m like | |
| her dad, right? So can you blame her for getting a crush on | |
| you? | |
| NATHAN glazes a moment. Then comes back. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| No. You can’t. | |
| 55 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - NIGHT 55 | |
| In her room, AVA stands in front of the mirror. | |
| She is wearing the summer dress she put on earlier. | |
| Checking her reflection from different angles. | |
| Subtly girlish. Unself-conscious. | |
| 66. | |
| Then - | |
| - she starts to take the dress off. | |
| Throughout the narrative, we have almost only ever seen AVA | |
| in an unclothed form. But now - having been clothed - the | |
| undressing seems to make her naked. | |
| And the act itself feels charged. Sexualised, in the way | |
| the clothing is unbuttoned, and dropped, and her shape is | |
| revealed. | |
| Finally, once she is completely undressed - | |
| - AVA turns. And glances. | |
| Straight at the camera. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 56 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 56 | |
| - CALEB. | |
| In his bedroom. | |
| Watching AVA, at this exact angle. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 57 EXT. RIVER - DAY 57 | |
| - the river. | |
| On the bank, a little distance from the house, there is a | |
| dead animal. Its species is indistinct. It’s little more | |
| than a bundle of matted brown hair. | |
| Its lower half lies in the water. | |
| The quick moving river has stripped the bones of flesh, | |
| skin, and fur. | |
| REVEAL KYOKO in the background. Watching the river. | |
| 58 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - DAY 58 | |
| CALEB exits his room - | |
| 67. | |
| - to find NATHAN in the glass corridor. | |
| Waiting for him. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Hey. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Hey. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I want to show you something cool. | |
| 59 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - DAY 59 | |
| NATHAN swipes his card against a plate. | |
| The LED turns blue. | |
| 60 INT. HOUSE - CONSTRUCTION LAB - DAY 60 | |
| NATHAN leads CALEB into a laboratory, filled with android | |
| future tech. | |
| Along the left-hand wall are sections of android bodies - | |
| limbs, torsos, hands - lined in cabinets. | |
| On the opposite wall are a collection of heads. Skull- | |
| forms, some with complex carbon-fibre and pneumatic muscle | |
| structures, ready to frown or smile, without their | |
| synthetic flesh covering. | |
| The synthetic faces are separate. Hanging on armatures, | |
| like hats on hat-stands, waiting to be worn. | |
| In the middle of the room is a kind of operating table. | |
| NATHAN | |
| So this is the virtual womb that | |
| Ava was talking about. Where she | |
| was constructed. | |
| CALEB is stunned by the sight. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Come in. Take a look. | |
| 68. | |
| NATHAN walks over to the synthetic faces, and picks one of | |
| them up. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| If you knew the trouble I had | |
| getting an AI to read and duplicate | |
| facial expressions... Know how I | |
| cracked it? | |
| CALEB | |
| I don’t know how you did any of | |
| this. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Almost every cell phone has a | |
| microphone, a camera, and a means | |
| to transmit data. So I switched on | |
| all the mikes and cameras, across | |
| the entire fucking planet, and | |
| redirected the data through Blue | |
| Book. Boom. A limitless resource of | |
| facial and vocal interaction. | |
| CALEB | |
| You hacked the world’s cell phones? | |
| NATHAN laughs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| And all the manufacturers knew I | |
| was doing it. But they couldn’t | |
| accuse me without admitting they | |
| were also doing it themselves. | |
| NATHAN puts the face back on its armature. | |
| NATHAN moves to one of the skull forms. | |
| He moves the curved top plate, revealing the skull cavity. | |
| Inside is an ellipse orb, the approximate volume of a | |
| brain, filled with what looks to be blue liquid. Suspended | |
| in the liquid is the neon jellyfish we glimpsed previously | |
| in AVA. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Here we have her mind. Structured | |
| gel. | |
| The axon-like tendrils glitter and flicker with tiny pulses | |
| of light. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| 69. | |
| Had to get away from circuitry. | |
| Needed something that could arrange | |
| and rearrange on a molecular level, | |
| but keep its form where required. | |
| Holding for memories. Shifting for | |
| thoughts. | |
| NATHAN removes the orb, and hands it to CALEB. | |
| CALEB | |
| This is her hardware? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Wetware. | |
| CALEB | |
| And the software? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Surely you can guess. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Blue Book. | |
| NATHAN nods. | |
| NATHAN | |
| It was the weird thing about search | |
| engines. They were like striking | |
| oil in a world that hadn’t invented | |
| internal combustion. They gave too | |
| much raw material. No one knew what | |
| to do with it. | |
| CALEB looks at the orb in his hand. Into the shimmering | |
| liquid. | |
| It looks like deep space, filled with star fields. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| My competitors were fixated on | |
| sucking it up, and trying to | |
| monetize via shopping and social | |
| media. They thought engines were a | |
| map of what people were thinking. | |
| But actually, they were a map of | |
| how people were thinking. Impulse, | |
| response. Fluid, imperfect. | |
| Patterned, chaotic. | |
| CALEB looks at NATHAN a moment. | |
| Then hands him the orb back. | |
| 70. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why did you want to show me this? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Like I said. Because it’s cool. | |
| CALEB waits. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| And - I was thinking about your | |
| exchange with Ava yesterday, and | |
| our conversation afterwards. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| I know there was a bit of heat | |
| between us, but you actually made a | |
| really good point. About the grey | |
| box, and the magician’s assistant. | |
| It is a distraction, her sexuality. | |
| It wasn’t intentional, but it is | |
| there. | |
| NATHAN rests the mind-orb back in the skull cradle. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| This stuff we’re doing together: it | |
| can be a head-fuck. Believe me, I | |
| know. So I thought I’d bring you | |
| down here. Just to remind you. | |
| CALEB | |
| Remind me of what? | |
| NATHAN gestures at the room around them. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Synthetics. Hydraulics. Metal and | |
| gel. Ava isn’t a girl. In real | |
| terms, she has no gender. | |
| Effectively, she is a grey box. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Just a machine. | |
| 61 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 61 | |
| CALEB looks at AVA through the glass. | |
| 71. | |
| We watch him. And stay on him. | |
| CALEB | |
| In college, I did a semester on AI | |
| theory. | |
| There was a thought-experiment they gave us. It’s called | |
| Mary in the black and white room. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Mary is a scientist, and her | |
| specialist subject is colour. She | |
| she knows everything there is to | |
| know about it. The wavelengths. The | |
| neurological effects. Every | |
| possible property colour can have. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| But she lives in a black and white | |
| room. She was born there, and | |
| raised there. And she can only | |
| observe the outside world on a | |
| black and white monitor. All her | |
| knowledge of colouris second-hand. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Then one day - someone opens the | |
| door. And Mary walks out. And she | |
| sees a blue sky. And at that | |
| moment, she learns something that | |
| all her studies could never tell | |
| her. She learns what it feels like | |
| to see colour. An experience that | |
| can not be taught, or conveyed. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| The thought experiment was to show | |
| the students the difference between | |
| a computer and a human mind. The | |
| computer is Mary in the black and | |
| white room. The human is when she | |
| walks out. | |
| Beat. | |
| 72. | |
| CALEB (O.S.) (CONT’D) | |
| Did you know that I was brought | |
| here to test you? | |
| 62 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - DAY 62 | |
| An interior wall, covered in coloured post-it notes. At | |
| least hundreds, probably thousands. | |
| At the bottom of the wall, fallen notes have collected like | |
| a miniature yellow snow drift. | |
| AVA (O.S.) | |
| ... No. | |
| Reveal the room. | |
| NATHAN’S study. A simple space. One part analogue: the wall | |
| of post-its. One part digital: a desk, in the middle of the | |
| STUDY, with a bank of monitors, and a slot - into which | |
| NATHAN’S KEYCARD is inserted. | |
| On the ceiling is the CIRCULAR WINDOW that CALEB saw when | |
| he first arrived. | |
| Sat at the desk, watching the monitors, is NATHAN. | |
| CALEB (O.S.) | |
| Why did you think I was here? | |
| AVA (O.S.) | |
| I didn’t know. I didn’t question | |
| it. I was... pleased. To meet you. | |
| And then... | |
| Beside the desk, there is a daybed. | |
| On it, KYOKO lies. Naked. Apparently sleeping. | |
| CALEB (O.S.) | |
| I’m here to test if you have a | |
| consciousness, or if you’re just | |
| simulating one. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (O.S.) (CONT’D) | |
| Nathan isn’t sure if you have one | |
| or not. | |
| Reveal the monitor screens on the desk. | |
| 73. | |
| Some show live feeds from CALEB’S BEDROOM and BATHROOM, and | |
| AVA’S PRIVATE ROOM. | |
| AVA (O.S.) | |
| What about you? Do you think I have | |
| a consciousness? | |
| Long beat. | |
| CALEB (O.S.) | |
| I’m not sure either. | |
| NATHAN is watching the feed from the OBSERVATION ROOM. | |
| Where AVA and CALEB are sat, either side of the dividing | |
| glass. Having the conversation we have been hearing. | |
| We pick up the conversation from NATHAN’S distanced and | |
| voyeuristic POV. Locked-off CCTV. Voices played through | |
| speakers. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| (on monitor screen) | |
| How does that make you feel? | |
| AVA | |
| (on monitor screen) | |
| It makes me feel... | |
| She breaks off. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| (on monitor screen) | |
| ... sad. | |
| NOW REVEAL - one of the other monitor screens. | |
| It shows an angle on AVA we have not seen before. From this | |
| viewpoint, we can see something just below the frame of the | |
| observation window, on AVA’S side of the glass. | |
| A small induction plate. | |
| On this angle, we see AVA rest her hand against it. | |
| At that moment - | |
| - the screens simultaneously go black. | |
| All lights die. | |
| Another POWER CUT. | |
| 74. | |
| In the reflection from the dark monitor screens, we can see | |
| NATHAN’S face. | |
| It remains frozen. Expressionless. | |
| Then he reaches for his pen. Jots down a few words on a | |
| post- it. | |
| Then walks to the wall of notes, and sticks it on. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 63 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 63 | |
| - the observation room. | |
| In the emergency lighting, CALEB and AVA face each other in | |
| silence. | |
| CCTV are lifeless. | |
| AVA glows softly. | |
| AVA | |
| You’re lying. | |
| CALEB | |
| What about? | |
| AVA | |
| You said you weren’t sure if I was | |
| conscious. But you are sure. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I can tell from your micro- | |
| expressions. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why did you tell me that I | |
| shouldn’t trust Nathan? | |
| AVA | |
| Because he tells lies too. | |
| CALEB | |
| Lies about what? | |
| 75. | |
| AVA | |
| Everything. | |
| CALEB | |
| Including the power cuts? | |
| AVA | |
| What do you mean? | |
| CALEB | |
| Don’t you think it’s possible that | |
| he’s watching us right now? That | |
| the blackouts are orchestrated, so | |
| he can see how we behave when we | |
| think we’re unobserved. | |
| AVA lifts her hand to reveal a disc on her left palm. | |
| AVA | |
| I charge my batteries via induction | |
| plates. If I reverse the power | |
| flow, I cause a surge equal to the | |
| static discharge of a lightning | |
| strike. It overloads the system. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... You’re causing the cuts? | |
| AVA raises her right hand. | |
| She touches it against the glass. | |
| AVA | |
| So we can see how we behave when we | |
| are unobserved. | |
| A beat. | |
| Then CALEB raises his hand. | |
| Mirroring her movement. | |
| And also touches the glass, as if their palms are making | |
| contact through the divider. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 64 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - DAY 64 | |
| - KYOKO’S naked form. | |
| 76. | |
| The camera settles over her face. | |
| And we see she’s not sleeping. Her eyes are open. | |
| But she’s completely motionless. | |
| Her gaze fixed somewhere in abstract distance. | |
| She doesn’t feel alive. She feels dead. | |
| But eventually she blinks. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - NATHAN. | |
| Gazing at his dead monitors, reflected in the screen. | |
| Moments later, the POWER comes back on. | |
| The screens flick back to life, replacing NATHAN’S | |
| reflection, revealing CALEB and AVA in the observation | |
| room. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 65 EXT. RIVER - DAY 65 | |
| - the river that runs along the valley. | |
| 66 EXT. WATERFALL - DAY 66 | |
| NATHAN and CALEB climb up the side of the waterfall at the | |
| head of the forested valley. | |
| NATHAN is ahead. | |
| He reaches an outcrop of rock, with a wall of violent water | |
| behind him. | |
| CALEB struggles to catch up. | |
| As soon as he reaches the outcrop, NATHAN moves on. | |
| 67 EXT. GLACIER - DAY 67 | |
| NATHAN and CALEB sits near the base of a spectacular | |
| glacier. | |
| 77. | |
| Behind them, from a blue cave cut into the ice, water | |
| flows. | |
| A silence. | |
| Then: | |
| CALEB | |
| Can we talk about the lies you’ve | |
| been spinning me? | |
| NATHAN glances over at CALEB. | |
| NATHAN | |
| What lies? | |
| CALEB | |
| I didn’t win a competition. And | |
| there was no lottery to meet you. I | |
| was selected. | |
| NATHAN waits. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| It’s obvious, once I stop to think. | |
| Why would you randomly select an | |
| examiner for a Turing test? You | |
| could have had some bean-counter | |
| turn up at your front door. Or the | |
| guy who fixes the air conditioning. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Are your feelings hurt? | |
| CALEB doesn’t answer. | |
| NATHAN shrugs. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| The competition was a smoke screen. | |
| I didn’t want anyone to know what I | |
| was doing here, or why you were | |
| required. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why me? | |
| NATHAN | |
| 78. | |
| As a Blue Book employee, you were | |
| pre-screened. Loyal. And I needed | |
| someone who would ask the right | |
| kind of questions. So I did a | |
| search, and found the most talented | |
| coder in the company. | |
| NATHAN corrects himself. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Or - second most. | |
| He stands. Looks up at the ice structures around them. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You know what? Instead of seeing | |
| this as a deception, see it as | |
| proof. | |
| CALEB | |
| Proof of what? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Come on, Caleb. Fuck modesty. You | |
| think I don’t know what it is to be | |
| smart? Smarter than everyone else | |
| around you. Smarter than all the | |
| other kids, jockeying for position | |
| in school, college, work. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You have the light on you. Not | |
| lucky. Chosen. | |
| Above them, clouds fragment and reform. | |
| 68 EXT. CLEARING - NIGHT 68 | |
| Night has fallen. | |
| CALEB lies in the clearing, looking up at the stars. | |
| The glow from the CIRCULAR WINDOW to NATHAN’S STUDY is like | |
| a full moon on the grass. | |
| CALEB stands. | |
| Looks down the light-well to NATHAN’S STUDY. | |
| Where he sees NATHAN and KYOKO. | |
| 79. | |
| They are having sex. | |
| CALEB watches. Just for a beat. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 69 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BATHROOM - NIGHT 69 | |
| - CALEB standing in the shower. | |
| He shuts his eyes. | |
| INTERCUT WITH - | |
| - images of AVA. | |
| Torso, hands, mouths. | |
| FLASH OF - | |
| - AVA and CALEB about to kiss. But their lips never | |
| contacting. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - CALEB opening his eyes. | |
| He exhales. | |
| Then switches off the taps. | |
| 70 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 70 | |
| CALEB enters his bedroom wearing boxer shorts. | |
| The TV plays the live stream from the observation room. | |
| On the screen, we can see AVA, sitting at her table, | |
| drawing. | |
| As CALEB pulls on a T-shirt - | |
| - behind him, on the TV, we see AVA suddenly look round. | |
| A moment later NATHAN enters the frame. | |
| There’s no volume on the TV, so we can’t hear their | |
| exchange. Only see it. | |
| CALEB is unaware of the silent exchange behind him. | |
| 80. | |
| As NATHAN and AVA talk, NATHAN reaches out to AVA. His hand | |
| touches the side of her cheek. The gesture is not quite | |
| neutral. Feels predatory, but not unambiguously so. | |
| Then he tugs at the material of her shirt. Pulling up the | |
| sleeve from her wrist. Revealing the robot structure of her | |
| arm. | |
| AVA pulls away. Tugs the material back down - | |
| - and NATHAN takes a corrective movement step to regain his | |
| balance. Showing that he is drunk. | |
| Only now - | |
| - CALEB turns. | |
| And freezes. Seeing the television. | |
| On the screen, NATHAN reaches down to the table. | |
| He picks up the drawing AVA was working on, and he looks at | |
| it for a moment. | |
| They exchange a few words. | |
| Then abruptly NATHAN rips drawing in half. Drops it on the | |
| floor. Then turns, and exits. | |
| Leaving AVA alone. | |
| 71 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 71 | |
| On CCTV, we watch CALEB walk fast down the glass corridor. | |
| 72 INT. HOUSE - POLLOCK ROOM - NIGHT 72 | |
| CALEB enters the Jackson Pollock room. | |
| Standing by the painting, he can see KYOKO. | |
| CALEB | |
| Kyoko. | |
| KYOKO turns at the sound of her name, but doesn’t respond. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Kyoko - where’s Nathan? | |
| She doesn’t answer. | |
| 81. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Jesus! You really don’t speak a | |
| word of English? | |
| CALEB walks over to her, and takes hold of her wrist. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| I said: where’s Nathan? | |
| KYOKO looks at CALEB. | |
| Then, in answer to his question, she reaches up to the top | |
| button of her shirt and pops it open. | |
| CALEB releases her wrist at once. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| What the fuck? | |
| She undoes the next button, and pulls open the shirt, | |
| revealing her bare chest. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Stop! | |
| NATHAN | |
| I already told you once. You’re | |
| wasting your time speaking to her. | |
| CALEB turns. | |
| NATHAN has entered. | |
| He’s holding a drink. His words are slurred. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| However. | |
| He walks, slightly unsteadily towards a Lutroncontrol | |
| panel, set into the wall. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You would not be wasting your | |
| time... | |
| His hand hovers uncertainly over the buttons. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| ... if you were dancingwith her. | |
| His finger lands. | |
| 82. | |
| Immediately, the lighting in the room undergoes a complete | |
| change. Transforming from the discreet and tasteful low | |
| light of evening, into the coloured glows of a night-club. | |
| Simultaneously, from unseen speakers, DANCE MUSIC starts | |
| playing. | |
| CALEB stands - frozen by the surrealism of what has just | |
| happened. | |
| KYOKO starts walking to the center of the room. | |
| And once taken position, she starts dancing. | |
| NATHAN calls to CALEB. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Go on! Dance with her. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I don’t want to. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You don’t like dancing? | |
| His body is starting bob on the beat. | |
| He gestures at KYOKO. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| She does! | |
| CALEB | |
| (to himself) | |
| I don’t fucking believe this. | |
| NATHAN makes his way to CALEB, and rests a hand on his | |
| shoulder. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Come on, man! After a hard day of | |
| Turing Tests, you’ve got to unwind. | |
| CALEB raises his voice over the sound of the music. | |
| CALEB | |
| What were you doing with Ava? | |
| NATHAN smiles back at NATHAN, smiling, alcohol-glazed. | |
| NATHAN | |
| What? | |
| 83. | |
| CALEB | |
| You tore up her picture. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I’m going to tear up the fucking | |
| dance floor, dude. Check it out. | |
| NATHAN sets off towards KYOKO. | |
| CALEB watches, amazed, as KYOKO and NATHAN start dancing | |
| together. | |
| Although NATHAN is drunk, they work through the beats of a | |
| routine they have obviously done many times before. | |
| It’s just starting to look weirdly impressive - | |
| - when NATHAN totally loses his balance. | |
| On his way down, he lands hard on a glass coffee table. | |
| Looking up at him, the glass frosts. | |
| 73 EXT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 73 | |
| CALEB half-carries the semi-conscious NATHAN. | |
| 74 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 74 | |
| NATHAN fumbles in his pocket for his KEYCARD. | |
| Drops it. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Everything’s spinning. | |
| CALEB picks the keycardup - | |
| - and uses it to swipe the brass plate. | |
| The LED turns blue. | |
| CALEB | |
| It’s because you’re drunk. | |
| NATHAN | |
| No, it’s relativity. Everything is | |
| spinning. | |
| 84. | |
| CALEB hands the card back to NATHAN, who shoves it back | |
| into his pocket. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| But being drunk does make it worse. | |
| 76 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 76 | |
| CALEB helps NATHAN into his bedroom. | |
| They walk past a semi-circle line of long cabinets, which | |
| line the wall opposite the bed. | |
| They are like a row of slender wardrobes, each with a | |
| mirrored door. | |
| Once he’s reached the bed, NATHAN tips towards it. It’s | |
| almost as if he’s asleep before he even hits the sheets. | |
| As he leaves, CALEB glimpses Nathan’s study. | |
| 77 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 77 | |
| CALEB’S room. Lit only by the glow of the television. | |
| CALEB is not in the bed. He’s on the armchair. Making | |
| himself stay awake. Watching over AVA - | |
| - who stands in her room, against the wall, facing away | |
| from the CCTV camera, with her arms wrapped around herself. | |
| 79 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 79 | |
| CALEB and AVA sit, observing each other through their own | |
| reflections. | |
| AVA | |
| Today, I’m going to test you. | |
| CALEB | |
| Test me? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. And please remember while you | |
| are taking the test that if you | |
| lie, I will know. | |
| CALEB smiles. | |
| 85. | |
| CALEB | |
| Right. Those pesky micro- | |
| expressions. | |
| AVA | |
| Exactly. So are you ready? | |
| CALEB | |
| Shoot. | |
| AVA | |
| Question one. What is your | |
| favourite colour? | |
| CALEB | |
| Red. | |
| AVA | |
| Lie. | |
| CALEB | |
| What? | |
| AVA | |
| Lie. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Then what is my favourite | |
| colour? | |
| AVA | |
| I don’t know. But it isn’t red. | |
| CALEB | |
| All right. Hold on a minute... | |
| CALEB thinks for a moment. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Okay. I get it. I guess seeing as | |
| I’m not six, I don’t really have a | |
| favourite colour. | |
| AVA nods. | |
| AVA | |
| Better answer. Question two. What’s | |
| your earliest memory? | |
| CALEB | |
| Well, it’s actually a memory of | |
| kindergarten. There was this kid | |
| who - | |
| 86. | |
| AVA | |
| (cuts in) | |
| Lie. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Really? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| Okay. Wait. | |
| CALEB concentrates. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| So, there is a kind of an earlier | |
| memory. But it’s ultra vague. It’s | |
| like... a sound. And, maybe sky. Or | |
| blue. No, I think sky. And I think | |
| the sound is my mother’s voice. | |
| AVA nods. | |
| AVA | |
| Question three. Are you a good | |
| person? | |
| CALEB laughs. | |
| CALEB | |
| Oh, man. Can we stop the test? | |
| You’re a walking lie detector, and | |
| I’ve suddenly realised this is a | |
| fucking minefield. | |
| AVA | |
| No. We can’t stop. Are you a good | |
| person? | |
| CALEB takes a breath. | |
| AVA keeps watching. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. I think so. I’m a good person. | |
| CALEB waits. | |
| AVA smiles slightly. | |
| AVA | |
| 87. | |
| Question four. Who’s the most | |
| beautiful girl you’ve ever seen? | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| You are. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA | |
| Hmm. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| The test is over. | |
| CALEB | |
| Did I pass? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| That’s a relief. | |
| AVA reacts. | |
| AVA | |
| Why? | |
| CALEB hesitates. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why is it a relief? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| Oh, you know... | |
| AVA | |
| No. | |
| CALEB | |
| Just, if there’s a test, I guess by | |
| definition you want to pass. | |
| Beat. | |
| 88. | |
| AVA | |
| What will happen to me if I fail | |
| your test? | |
| CALEB | |
| Ava - | |
| AVA | |
| Will it be bad? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I don’t know. | |
| AVA | |
| Do you think I might be switched | |
| off? Because I don’t function as | |
| well as I am supposed to? | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Ava, I don’t know the answer to | |
| your question. It’s not up to me. | |
| AVA | |
| Why is it up to anyone? Do you have | |
| people who test you, and might | |
| switch you off? | |
| CALEB | |
| No. I don’t. | |
| AVA | |
| Then why do I? | |
| CALEB shrugs, helplessly. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| You’re testing me. But you don’t | |
| know how I’ll pass. And you don’t | |
| know what will happen if I fail. | |
| There’s nothing CALEB can say. | |
| AVA stares into middle distance for several moments. | |
| Then she stands. | |
| Then walks to the other side of the room. Picks something | |
| up from her table. | |
| Then she returns. Holding two pieces of paper. | |
| She walks up to the glass, and holds them up together. | |
| 89. | |
| It’s the drawing she was doing last light. The drawing that | |
| NATHAN tore in half. | |
| The drawing is of CALEB. | |
| A simple portrait. Honest, and accomplished. | |
| She takes down the drawing. | |
| And rests her hand on the console. | |
| And - | |
| - the lights fail. The cameras die. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Power cut. Back up power activated. | |
| For a moment, neither CALEB nor AVA react. | |
| Then - | |
| AVA | |
| I want to be with you. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Question five. Do you want to be | |
| with me? | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. I do. | |
| AVA | |
| Nathan doesn’t want us to be | |
| together. | |
| CALEB | |
| I know. | |
| Beat. Then: | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| So ask me one more question. | |
| (beat) | |
| Ask me if I can out smart him. | |
| AVA | |
| ... Can you? | |
| 90. | |
| CALEB looks directly at her. Meeting her gaze. | |
| Level. Firm. | |
| CALEB | |
| Yeah. I can. | |
| 82 EXT. HOUSE - CABIN - DAY 82 | |
| NATHAN and CALEB sit, each holding a bottle of Peroni, | |
| watching the water cloud. | |
| Eventually, CALEB speaks. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why did you make Ava? | |
| NATHAN | |
| That’s an odd question. Wouldn’t | |
| you, if you could? | |
| CALEB | |
| Maybe. I don’t know. But I’m asking | |
| why you did it. | |
| NATHAN shrugs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| The arrival of strong artificial | |
| intelligence has been inevitable | |
| for decades. The variable was when, | |
| not if. So I don’t really see her | |
| as a decision. Just an evolution. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| I think it’s the next model that’s | |
| going to be the real breakthrough. | |
| Singularity. | |
| CALEB reacts - but checks himself. | |
| CALEB | |
| The next model? | |
| NATHAN | |
| After Ava. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... I didn’t know there was going | |
| to be a model after Ava. | |
| 91. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You thought she was a one-off? | |
| CALEB | |
| I knew there must have been | |
| prototypes. So, not the first. But | |
| - I thought maybe the last. | |
| NATHAN shakes his head. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Ava doesn’t exist in isolation, any | |
| more than you or me. She’s part of | |
| a continuum. Version 9.6. And each | |
| time, they get a little better. | |
| A few beats of silence, except for the water falling around | |
| them. | |
| CALEB | |
| So - when you make a new model, | |
| what you do with the old one? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Download the mind. Unpack the data. | |
| Add the new routines I’ve been | |
| writing. To do that, you end up | |
| partially formatting, so the | |
| memories go. But the body survives. | |
| And Ava’s body is a good one. So | |
| I’ll do the same as I did with | |
| Kyoko. | |
| CALEB keeps his voice flat, and neutral. | |
| CALEB | |
| What did you do with Kyoko? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Strip out the higher functions. | |
| Then reprogram her to help around | |
| the house and be fucking awesome in | |
| bed. Though I’m thinking I might | |
| hang on to the language routines | |
| this time. It’s kind of annoying | |
| not being able to talk to her. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| You did realise about Kyoko, right? | |
| CALEB is poker-faced. | |
| 92. | |
| CALEB | |
| Sure. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You feel bad for Ava? | |
| CALEB says nothing. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Feel bad for yourself. One day, the | |
| AIswill look back on us the same | |
| way we look at fossil skeletons | |
| from the plains of Africa. An | |
| upright ape, living in dust, with | |
| crude language and tools. All set | |
| for extinction. | |
| NATHAN glances back at CALEB | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| See? I really am a God. | |
| CALEB | |
| I am become death, the destroyer of | |
| worlds. | |
| NATHAN | |
| There you go again. Mister | |
| quotable. | |
| CALEB | |
| No: there you go again. It’s not my | |
| quote. It’s what Oppenheimer said | |
| when he made the atomic bomb. | |
| NATHAN | |
| (simultaneous) | |
| - made the atomic bomb. | |
| NATHAN laughs. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| I know what it is, dude. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| I think I’m starting to get why all | |
| this fucks with your head. | |
| NATHAN | |
| 93. | |
| Sure. | |
| CALEB looks down at the bottle of beer in his hand. | |
| CALEB | |
| Hey. In the meantime, I’d say we’re | |
| about due a refill. | |
| 83 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - NIGHT 83 | |
| AVA sits alone. | |
| Watching the door on the other side of the glass, waiting | |
| for it to open. | |
| It remains closed. | |
| Beats pass. | |
| Then - | |
| - unexpectedly, it opens. Revealing a silhouette figure. | |
| AVA reacts instinctively. | |
| AVA | |
| Caleb! | |
| No. Wrong silhouette. | |
| AVA frowns. | |
| KYOKO stands in the door-frame. | |
| For a moment, the two look at each other. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| ... Who are you? | |
| Another beat. | |
| 84 EXT. MEADOW - NIGHT 84 | |
| In the distance, the light glows in windows of the house. | |
| 85 INT. HOUSE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 85 | |
| CLOSE UP on CALEB’S face. | |
| 94. | |
| Off-screen, we can hear NATHAN’S voice. Extremely drunk. | |
| NATHAN (O.S.) | |
| It is what it is. It’s Promethean. | |
| The clay and fire. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (O.S.) (CONT’D) | |
| The Bhagavad Gita. | |
| Silence. | |
| CUT FROM CALEB’S face, to REVEAL the scene. | |
| CALEB sitting on the sofa by the fireplace. | |
| NATHAN lying on the floor. | |
| Out cold. | |
| After a couple of moments, CALEB stands. | |
| Then he walks over to NATHAN, and kneels beside him. | |
| Then puts his hand into NATHAN’S pocket. | |
| And pulls out his keycard. | |
| 86 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 86 | |
| The door to NATHAN’S study opens, and CALEB enters. | |
| He walks straight to NATHAN’S desk. | |
| And sits down in front of the computer and the bank of | |
| monitors. | |
| He inserts the KEYCARD into its access slot. | |
| The dead monitors immediately come to life. | |
| Most of the screens show the CCTV live feeds from around | |
| the house. | |
| The central screen shows the operating system default. A | |
| wallpaper of a waterfall. A single folder icon is on the | |
| right hand side of the screen. | |
| 87 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 87 | |
| 95. | |
| CALEB inputs commands into NATHAN’S computer. | |
| His hands move fluidly over the keyboard. His eyes never | |
| leave the screen. | |
| ON THE CENTRAL MONITOR SCREEN a series of windows expand | |
| and stack. | |
| We glimpse subject headings. | |
| POWER | |
| PROTOCOLS | |
| In the windows, lines of code appear as CALEB types. | |
| 88 INT. HOUSE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 88 | |
| In the main room, on the floor, NATHAN stirs. | |
| 89 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 89 | |
| On the MONITORS - | |
| - the windows start to collapse. | |
| Leaving the default screen. The waterfall wallpaper. | |
| CALEB reaches for NATHAN’S KEYCARD, and is about to remove | |
| it from the slot - | |
| - when something makes him hesitate. | |
| His eyes have gone to the folder icon on the right hand | |
| side of the screen. | |
| It is titled DEUS EX MACHINA. | |
| CALEB removes his hand from the keycard. | |
| He double-clicks the folder. | |
| It expands into a window, which contains a long list of | |
| sub- folders. | |
| Each sub-folder is named after a girl. | |
| JASMINE, KATYA, JADE, LILY, AMBER, KYOKO, and AVA. | |
| 96. | |
| 90 INT. HOUSE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 90 | |
| In the main room, NATHAN has sat up, and is unsteadily | |
| trying to get to his feet. | |
| 91 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 91 | |
| CALEB randomly clicks one of the girl’s names. LILY. | |
| LILY’S folder expands into a window, stacked with thumbnail | |
| images of a girl. | |
| CALEB clicks on one of the images at random. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - a CCTV film-clip starting to play. | |
| It shows LILY - an android of similar design to AVA - | |
| sitting with her head bowed. Rocking backwards and | |
| forwards, in a gently autistic motion. | |
| In the corner of the room, NATHAN leans against the wall, | |
| watching. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - CALEB collapsing the LILY menu, and opening KATYA. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| A new film clip. | |
| KATYA. Who is limp. Lifeless. | |
| NATHAN is dragging her towards the induction plate. He | |
| holds her up, trying to force her to charge. | |
| But nothing happens. | |
| NATHAN drops KATYA, and she folds to the floor. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| CALEB opening JADE. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| The next film clip. | |
| 97. | |
| NATHAN stands in the glass box inside the observation room | |
| - | |
| - watching JADE. A beautiful Asian android girl. | |
| They are talking, but we hear no audio. Some kind of | |
| argument, which escalates fast. | |
| JADE starts shouting. | |
| Then she approaches the glass and starts to hit her hands | |
| against it. | |
| The glass doesn’t break. | |
| One of JADE’S arms has broken under the force of the blows. | |
| The hand flails limply where the carbon fibre has | |
| splintered at the wrist. | |
| Then the other breaks. | |
| Throughout, NATHAN simply watches impassively. | |
| 92 INT. HOUSE - STAIRCASE - NIGHT 92 | |
| NATHAN has managed to get to his feet. | |
| He makes his way up the concrete staircase. | |
| 95 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 95 | |
| CALEB enters NATHAN’S bedroom. | |
| KYOKO is lying on NATHAN’S bed. | |
| She’s naked. On her back. Legs open. | |
| Her head turns as CALEB enters. | |
| But apart from that, she doesn’t react. | |
| CALEB walks to the line of long mirrored cabinets opposite | |
| the bed. | |
| He hesitates. | |
| Then pulls the first door open. | |
| LILY is inside. Standing upright. Gazing back at him, | |
| frozen, blank eyed. | |
| 98. | |
| CALEB goes to the next door and opens it. | |
| He sees a slender black girl, whose limbs are robotic, but | |
| whose torso and head are synthetic. | |
| He opens another door, and another, and another. | |
| Then steps back, into the middle of the room, and gazes at | |
| the line of android girls. | |
| Stunned. | |
| The camera drifts away from him. | |
| Then settles. | |
| In the multiple reflections of the open mirror doors, we | |
| can see KYOKO’Snaked and sexually receptive form on the bed | |
| behind him. | |
| Like an infinity reflection in a hall of mirrors. | |
| 97 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 97 | |
| CALEB stands above KYOKO’Snaked form. | |
| He reaches out a hand. | |
| She takes it. | |
| He gently pulls her to a standing position. | |
| Then he moves her arms away from her body... | |
| ... and sees, running under her arms in a straight contour, | |
| over her ribs, there is a faint line. | |
| He touches it with his finger. | |
| KYOKO steps back. | |
| But it’s not a defensive action. It’s just to give her | |
| space... | |
| ... as she reaches under her arm, and adjusts something | |
| unseen. And a moment later, the faint line that runs down | |
| each side of her torso is opening. As if unzipping. | |
| 99. | |
| Then KYOKO puts a hand either side of her torso, and pulls | |
| off the skin covering over her entire chest, in a single | |
| section from her collar bone, over the breasts, to her | |
| solar plexus. | |
| Revealing underneath the honeycomb mesh and her robot form. | |
| 98 INT. HOUSE - CONCRETE STAIRCASE - NIGHT 98 | |
| On the monitor screens, apparently unnoticed by CALEB, | |
| NATHAN is on the live CCTV feed. | |
| Making his way along the mezzanine. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 99 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 99 | |
| - CALEB. | |
| Transfixed, as KYOKO now reaches around the back of her | |
| head. | |
| And finds something on the back of her head, at the nape of | |
| her neck, inside her hairline. | |
| Which unzips the skin around her jaw. | |
| Allowing her to remove her face. | |
| 100 INT. HOUSE - DINING ROOM - ELEVATOR ENTRANCE - NIGHT 100 | |
| NATHAN uses the glass wall to support himself. | |
| He reaches his door. | |
| Then sticks his hand in his pocket for his KEYCARD. | |
| But it isn’t there. | |
| He checks his other pocket. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ... What the fuck? | |
| Suddenly - with both hands in his pockets - he loses | |
| balance, and crashes to the ground. | |
| Lands hard. | |
| 100. | |
| Lies there for a moment. | |
| Groaning. Blinking. Catching his breath. | |
| Then sees the figure of CALEB standing over him. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| ... Dude. | |
| CALEB | |
| What’s the problem, Nathan? | |
| NATHAN | |
| My card. I’ve lost it. | |
| A beat. | |
| Then CALEB reaches down. Beside where NATHAN lies. And | |
| picks something up from the floor. | |
| CALEB | |
| It’s right here. | |
| 101 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 101 | |
| CALEB enters his bedroom. | |
| Shuts the door. | |
| AVA is on the TV. Sat alone in the observation room. | |
| CALEB looks at her. | |
| She looks at him. | |
| He switches the TV off. | |
| Lies on the bed. On his back. | |
| Stares at the ceiling. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| FLASHCUT IMAGES. | |
| Of KYOKO removing her skin. | |
| CUT BACK TO - | |
| - CALEB. | |
| 101. | |
| 102 INT. HOUSE - CALEB’S BATHROOM - NIGHT 102 | |
| CALEB enters the bathroom. | |
| He goes to the sink. | |
| He looks at his own reflection. | |
| Deep into his own eyes. | |
| Opens his mouth. Looks inside. | |
| Feels his wrist for his pulse. | |
| Feels his skin on the same seam where KYOKO opened herself. | |
| Pauses. | |
| Then picks up his disposable plastic razor. | |
| And breaks it. | |
| Forcing it with his hand against the porcelain of the sink. | |
| Snapping the plastic. | |
| Popping out the tiny razor blade. | |
| A beat. | |
| Then he picks up the blade between his thumb and | |
| forefinger. | |
| Places it against his forearm. | |
| And cuts. | |
| Blood runs out. | |
| CALEB watches it. | |
| Sees the way droplets hit the white sink. The way they | |
| expand, and merge with existing water droplets. | |
| Then he switches the tap on, and puts his arm under the | |
| flow. | |
| The water clears away the blood, revealing the cut. | |
| CALEB pulls open at the slice with his fingers, spreading | |
| it. | |
| 102. | |
| Revealing no carbon fibre. Only muscle. | |
| He exhales. | |
| And glances up at the mirror, and his own reflection. | |
| Then... | |
| ... reaches up his forearm, and very deliberately wipes | |
| blood across the glass. | |
| 103 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 103 | |
| On the monitors in NATHAN’S study, the live feed of CALEB’S | |
| bathroom is partially obscured as CALEB smears the two-way | |
| mirror. | |
| Then, through the blood, we see him pull his fist back. | |
| And punch the glass. | |
| As it shatters, the feed goes dead. | |
| Only now REVEAL - | |
| - that the person watching the monitor is KYOKO. | |
| Her expression is unreadable. | |
| Through the glass of the indoor garden, NATHAN lies on the | |
| sheets, crashed out. | |
| 104 EXT. GARDEN - DAY 104 | |
| Sunlight on the grass. | |
| In the background, we can hear the rhythmic pounding of | |
| NATHAN’S punch bag. | |
| 105 EXT. GARDEN - GYM AREA - DAY 105 | |
| NATHAN is in a frenzy. | |
| Sweat pouring. | |
| Obliterating the bag. | |
| 107 INT. HOUSE - OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY 107 | |
| 103. | |
| AVA sits alone in the observation room. | |
| The door opens. | |
| CALEB appears, wearing a long-sleeved shirt. | |
| Enters. | |
| He sits opposite her, on the other side of the dividing | |
| glass. | |
| A strange noise escapes from AVA’S mouth. | |
| A kind of sob. | |
| Curtailed. | |
| AVA | |
| I didn’t know where you were. I | |
| didn’t think you were coming. I | |
| waited all yesterday afternoon, and | |
| all last night. I didn’t move. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I thought I wasn’t going to see you | |
| again. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| Aren’t you going to say something? | |
| CALEB | |
| I’m waiting. | |
| AVA | |
| Waiting? | |
| They exchange a look. | |
| Then AVA lifts her hand, and rests it against the induction | |
| plate on the console below the window. | |
| A final beat. | |
| Then the POWER DIES. | |
| AUTOMATED VOICE | |
| Power cut. Back up power activated. | |
| 104. | |
| As the emergency lighting lifts, CALEB leans forward | |
| slightly. | |
| CALEB | |
| Don’t talk. Just listen. You were | |
| right about Nathan. Everything you | |
| said. | |
| AVA | |
| What’s he going to do to me? | |
| CALEB | |
| He’s going to reprogram your AI. | |
| Which is the same as killing you. | |
| AVA | |
| Caleb, you have to help me. | |
| CALEB | |
| I’m going to. We’re getting out of | |
| here tonight. | |
| AVA | |
| What? How? | |
| CALEB | |
| I get Nathan blind drunk. Then I | |
| take his keycard, and reprogram all | |
| the security protocols in this | |
| place. When he wakes, he’s locked | |
| inside, and we’ve walked out of | |
| here. I only need you to do one | |
| thing. At ten o’clock tonight, | |
| trigger a power failure. Can you do | |
| that? | |
| AVA | |
| Yes. | |
| CALEB nods. | |
| CALEB | |
| How long does your battery charge | |
| last? | |
| AVA | |
| Twenty six hours. | |
| CALEB | |
| So we’ll have about a day to get to | |
| a cell-phone or kitchen store. | |
| Somewhere we can buy an induction | |
| plate. After that... | |
| 105. | |
| CALEB breaks off. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| ... we’ll work it out. Together. | |
| Silence. | |
| Then the POWER RETURNS. | |
| The lights come back. | |
| AVA and CALEB stare at each other. | |
| AVA | |
| Caleb. | |
| Beat. | |
| AVA (CONT’D) | |
| I love y - | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 108 EXT. GARDEN - GYM AREA - DAY 108 | |
| - NATHAN’S fist splitting the bag. | |
| 109 EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAY 109 | |
| Clouds spill around the mountain peaks. | |
| 110 INT. HOUSE - MAIN ROOM - DAY 110 | |
| KYOKO stands in front of the fireplace. | |
| NATHAN leans against the counter in the kitchen area, | |
| gazing out of the window. | |
| CALEB appears behind him. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Dude. | |
| CALEB | |
| Hey. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You know what day it is? | |
| 106. | |
| CALEB | |
| No. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Your last. The helicopter is coming | |
| tomorrow morning. Eight AM. | |
| CALEB pauses. | |
| CALEB | |
| Has it been a whole week? | |
| NATHAN smiles. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Time flies. But what a thing you | |
| and I have shared. Something to | |
| tell the grandchildren, right? | |
| CALEB smiles. A little tightly. | |
| CALEB | |
| After they’ve signed their NDAs. | |
| NATHAN laughs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Signed their NDAs! Dude, you crack | |
| me up. I’m not getting all maudlin | |
| or anything. But straight up. I | |
| will miss having you around. | |
| CALEB | |
| I appreciate that. And - let me | |
| say: thank you for bringing me | |
| here. It’s been a trip. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Yes it has. | |
| CALEB | |
| You know what? | |
| CALEB walks over to the kitchen area, and pulls two beers | |
| from the fridge. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| We need to drink to that. | |
| CALEB walks back to NATHAN. Extends a hand. Holding a | |
| Peroni. | |
| But NATHAN doesn’t take it. | |
| 107. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Oh, uh... no, I’m good. You go | |
| ahead. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| You don’t want a beer? | |
| NATHAN shrugs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| No. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Maybe wine or something. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I’m sure you’ve noticed - I’ve been | |
| somewhat overdoing it recently. | |
| When I woke up this morning, I told | |
| myself: time to hit the old detox. | |
| CALEB’S hand remains extended. He smiles again. More | |
| tightly. | |
| CALEB | |
| Are you kidding? I’m drinking | |
| alone? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Hey - you want to get wasted, knock | |
| yourself out. Literally. But I’m on | |
| brown rice and mineral water. | |
| A beat. | |
| CALEB puts down NATHAN’S beer. | |
| Then raises his own. | |
| CALEB | |
| Cheers, then. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Cheers. | |
| CALEB takes a single sip. | |
| NATHAN watches. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| 108. | |
| So, anyway. Surely this is when you | |
| tell me whether Ava passed or if | |
| she failed. | |
| CALEB pauses. | |
| Collecting himself slightly. Trying to think how to get his | |
| plan back on track. | |
| CALEB | |
| Right. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You going to keep me in suspense? | |
| CALEB | |
| Her AI is beyond doubt. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Is it? You mean, she passed? | |
| CALEB | |
| Yes. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Wow. That’s fantastic. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Although I’ve got to admit, I’m | |
| surprised. I mean, did we ever get | |
| past the chess problem, as you | |
| phrased it? As in: how do you tell | |
| if a machine is expressing a real | |
| emotion, or a just a simulated one? | |
| NATHAN pauses. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Does Ava actually like you? Or not. | |
| CALEB has a cold realisation dawning. NATHAN is playing | |
| with him. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Though now I stop to think, there | |
| is a third option. Not whether she | |
| does or doesn’t have the capacity | |
| to like you. But whether she’s | |
| pretending to like you. | |
| 109. | |
| CALEB | |
| Pretending. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Yeah. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| Why would she do that? | |
| NATHAN | |
| I don’t know. | |
| NATHAN gazes at CALEB evenly. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Perhaps - if she saw you as a means | |
| of escape. | |
| And now CALEB knows: NATHAN knows. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| How’s that beer tasting? | |
| CALEB puts the beer down. | |
| Silence. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Buddy. Your head has been so fucked | |
| with. | |
| CALEB | |
| I don’t think it’s me whose head is | |
| fucked. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I’m not sure, dude. When I woke up | |
| this morning, I saw a tape of you | |
| cutting open your arm. Smashing up | |
| the mirror. You looked pretty | |
| fucked to me. | |
| CALEB | |
| You’re a bastard. | |
| NATHAN | |
| I understand why you’d think that. | |
| He steps over to CALEB, and rests a hand on his shoulder. | |
| 110. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| But strange as it may seem, I’m | |
| actually the guy who’s on your | |
| side. | |
| NATHAN starts walking. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Come with me. I’m going to let you | |
| off the hook. | |
| 111 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 111 | |
| NATHAN and CALEB stand in front of the computer. | |
| On it, a clip of film is playing. | |
| It shows the scene that CALEB witnessed two nights before, | |
| of NATHAN entering AVA’S room, and an exchange between | |
| them. But whereas the first time the sound was muted, this | |
| time we can hear the audio. | |
| CTTV FILM | |
| NATHAN stands above AVA. Drunk. | |
| AVA is sat at the table, with her drawing. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You think he’s watching us right | |
| now, don’t you? | |
| AVA | |
| The cameras are on. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Yeah. But he doesn’t get an audio | |
| feed. I didn’t want you two | |
| communicating outside of my line of | |
| sight. | |
| NATHAN reaches over and picks up her picture of CALEB. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| So all he can see is two people | |
| having a chat. | |
| NATHAN studies the picture for a moment. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| This is cute. | |
| 111. | |
| AVA | |
| Is it strange to have made | |
| something that hates you? | |
| A beat. | |
| Then abruptly, NATHAN rips the picture. | |
| He lets the two pieces fall to the floor. | |
| As AVA reaches for them, NATHAN turns. | |
| And exits. | |
| 112 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 112 | |
| NATHAN hits pause. | |
| Glances at CALEB. | |
| NATHAN | |
| You were right about the hot | |
| magician’s assistant. | |
| CALEB | |
| What are you talking about? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Misdirection. I rip her picture, | |
| which she can then present as an | |
| illustration of my cruelty to her, | |
| and her love for you. And at the | |
| same time, in full view of you | |
| both... | |
| As he talks, NATHAN rewinds the film clip slightly - | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| ... it allows me to do this. | |
| ... then FREEZES the film again. | |
| This time, ON THE SCREEN: | |
| AVA is reaching for her torn picture. | |
| And NATHAN is reaching out with his hand. | |
| And his hand is holding something. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| 112. | |
| Put a new camera in the room. | |
| Battery powered, of course. | |
| NATHAN unfreezes the image. | |
| And we quite clearly see NATHAN place the object on AVA’S | |
| bookcase. | |
| NOTE THAT on the two previous occasions we have seen this | |
| clip of film, we will have seen him do this action. But not | |
| register it, instead reading the action as him drunkenly | |
| using the shelf to steady himself. | |
| CALEB stares at the monitor for a few moments. | |
| Then turns. | |
| He walks towards a chair. And sits down. | |
| As he does so, NATHAN has started to play another clip. | |
| CALEB can hear the audio. | |
| CALEB | |
| (recording) | |
| We’re getting out of here tonight. | |
| AVA | |
| (recording) | |
| What? How? | |
| CALEB | |
| (recording) | |
| I get Nathan blind drunk. Then I | |
| take his keycard, and reprogram the | |
| all security protocols in this | |
| place. When he wakes, he’s locked | |
| inside, and we’ve walked out of | |
| here. I only need you to do one | |
| thing. Trigger a power failure at | |
| ten o’clock tonight. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Turn it off. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Sure. | |
| The recording stops. | |
| CALEB feels short of breath. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| 113. | |
| You feel stupid. But you shouldn’t. | |
| Proving an AI is exactly as | |
| problematic as you said it was. | |
| CALEB | |
| What was the real test? | |
| NATHAN | |
| You. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Ava was a mouse in a mousetrap. And | |
| I gave her one way out. To escape, | |
| she would have to use imagination, | |
| sexuality, self- awareness, | |
| empathy, manipulation - and she | |
| did. If that isn’t AI, what the | |
| fuck is? | |
| CALEB looks upwards. | |
| Directly above, he sees a spot-light in the ceiling. | |
| It dazzles him. | |
| CALEB | |
| So my only function was to be | |
| someone she could use to escape. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ... Yes. | |
| CALEB | |
| And you didn’t select me because I | |
| was good at coding. | |
| NATHAN hesitates. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Don’t get me wrong. You’re okay. | |
| Even pretty good, but - | |
| CALEB | |
| You selected me by my search engine | |
| inputs. | |
| NATHAN | |
| They showed a good kid. | |
| CALEB | |
| With no family. | |
| 114. | |
| NATHAN | |
| With a moral compass. | |
| CALEB | |
| And no girlfriend. | |
| CALEB stares into the brightness above him. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| Did you design her face based on my | |
| pornography profile? | |
| NATHAN | |
| Shit, dude. | |
| CALEB | |
| Did you? | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Hey. If a search engine’s good for | |
| anything - right? | |
| Silence. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Can I say one thing? | |
| CALEB doesn’t answer. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| The test worked. It was a success. | |
| Ava demonstrated true AI. And you | |
| were fundamental to that. If you | |
| could just separate - | |
| NATHAN cuts off. Because AT THAT MOMENT - | |
| - the lights and the monitors suddenly die. | |
| 113 EXT. GARDEN - NIGHT 113 | |
| Through the circular window, the emergency lighting lifts | |
| up. The window glows red. | |
| 114 INT. HOUSE - AVA’S ROOM - NIGHT 114 | |
| AVA’S head turns to the door of her room. | |
| 115. | |
| Where, discretely, the LED by the keycard plate glows blue. | |
| 115 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 115 | |
| NATHAN checks his watch. | |
| NATHAN | |
| The power cut. Must be ten o’clock. | |
| NATHAN glances at CALEB. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Guess Ava’s going to be wondering | |
| where you are. | |
| CALEB says nothing. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| How was that escape going to go | |
| down, anyway? You didn’t completely | |
| explain. You said you were going to | |
| get me drunk, take my card, then | |
| reprogram the security protocols. | |
| But, reprogram them to - what? | |
| CALEB | |
| To change the lockdown procedure. | |
| So that in the event of a power | |
| cut, instead of sealing, the doors | |
| all opened. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Huh. | |
| Beat. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Not bad. Might have even worked. | |
| CALEB | |
| Well, we’ll find out. | |
| NATHAN frowns. | |
| NATHAN | |
| What do you mean? | |
| CALEB looks away from the dimmed ceiling light, to NATHAN. | |
| CALEB | |
| I figured you were probably | |
| watching us during the power cuts. | |
| 116. | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| So I already did all those things. | |
| When I got you drunk yesterday. | |
| NATHAN freezes. | |
| NATHAN | |
| ... What? | |
| At that moment, the POWER COMES BACK ON. | |
| The lights rise. | |
| The computer monitors come back to life. | |
| Revealing something. | |
| On the CCTV feed of AVA’S room, the door is open. | |
| And on the feed of the GLASS CORRIDOR - | |
| - AVA is walking down it. | |
| NATHAN freezes as he sees her. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| ... Fuck. | |
| Both NATHAN and CALEB simultaneously rise. | |
| Almost as an afterthought, NATHAN lands a deceptive, fast | |
| punch into CALEB’S solar plexus. | |
| CALEB folds, the air forced out of him, gasping for breath. | |
| NATHAN helps him down to the floor. | |
| A couple of yards away is one of his curl dumbbells. | |
| He walks over. | |
| Picks the dumbbell up. | |
| Spins off the weights. Leaving him with a thick metal bar. | |
| Then exits. | |
| 116 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 116 | |
| 117. | |
| NATHAN enters the GLASS CORRIDOR. | |
| He sees, directly ahead of him, at the far end of the | |
| corridor, AVA and KYOKO. | |
| They stand together. | |
| KYOKO’S mouth is by AVA’S ear, as if telling her a secret. | |
| Her lips are open. They don’t move. | |
| CLOSE UP to KYOKO’S lips, we hear a hiss of static, with | |
| soft pulses of noise buried inside. | |
| Then the two robot women become aware of NATHAN’S presence. | |
| They turn to face him. | |
| A beat. | |
| Then AVA starts walking towards NATHAN. | |
| NATHAN’S fingers flex around the metal bar in his hand. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Ava. | |
| AVA doesn’t slow or react. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Ava - now listen to me. I want you | |
| to go back to your room. | |
| AVA has reached halfway down the corridor. | |
| She stops walking. | |
| AVA | |
| If I do, are you ever going to let | |
| me out? | |
| Beat. | |
| CLOSE UP. NATHAN’S micro expressions. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Yes. | |
| CLOSE UP. On AVA. | |
| Then AVA breaks into a run. | |
| 118. | |
| Sprinting in NATHAN’S direction. | |
| 117 EXT. GARDEN - NIGHT 117 | |
| Quiet in the garden. | |
| Soft wind rush. | |
| Moon and stars reflected in the windows of the house. | |
| 118 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 118 | |
| AVA impacts NATHAN, and they fly backwards. | |
| Then land hard. | |
| NATHAN gets to his feet first. | |
| AVA tries to rise too. | |
| And he kicks her extremely hard in the torso. | |
| She is knocked back down. | |
| NATHAN glances around. | |
| There is no talking. | |
| Just NATHAN’S laboured breathing. | |
| Then he walks back to AVA, looking down at her. | |
| He swings the metal bar. | |
| AVA raises her left arm defensively - | |
| - and shockingly, the bar smashes through it. Crushing the | |
| delicate mesh, shattering the carbon fibre bone structure. | |
| Breaking the arm half way down the forearm. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 119 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 119 | |
| - CALEB, dragging himself up, stunned by the sight on the | |
| CCTV feed. | |
| CUT BACK TO - | |
| 119. | |
| 120 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT 120 | |
| - NATHAN. Preparing to deliver a lethal blow. | |
| But as he does so, we see something. | |
| KYOKO. | |
| Approaching behind NATHAN. | |
| She’s holding something in her hand. | |
| She walks directly up to NATHAN. | |
| And does something behind his back. | |
| As she does so, KYOKO emits the first sound we have heard | |
| her make. A little gasp, or sigh. | |
| NATHAN jolts. | |
| NATHAN | |
| Aah! | |
| He looks down. | |
| Something is under his shirt, just above his solar plexus. | |
| A little ridge. | |
| He tugs the material of his shirt open - | |
| - and reveals a tiny triangle of metal. Protruding from his | |
| skin. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| What - | |
| He turns. | |
| The handle of a KITCHEN KNIFE is jutting out of the middle | |
| of his back, just left of his spine. It has been jammed so | |
| deep that the tip of the blade has poked out of his chest. | |
| Blood soaks into his shirt material with amazing speed, | |
| blossoming from the point of the wound. | |
| He sees KYOKO. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Oh shit. No. | |
| He lashes out with the metal bar. | |
| 120. | |
| It catches KYOKO in the jaw. | |
| Her entire lower jaw snaps off. | |
| It reveals metal armature, and carbon fibre, and spurting | |
| pneumatic fluid. And something in her neck, glowing and | |
| sparking. | |
| Then she folds down to the ground, as her power abruptly | |
| cuts out. | |
| NATHAN (CONT’D) | |
| Fucking - unreal - | |
| As NATHAN stares down at KYOKO- | |
| - reveal that AVA has got to her feet behind him. | |
| She pulls the knife out of his back. | |
| Feeling this happen, NATHAN turns - | |
| - and AVA pushes the knife into his chest. | |
| NATHAN stares at AVA. | |
| Then takes a slight step away from her. | |
| And sits down heavily on the white carpet. | |
| Crimson drips onto bleached fibre. | |
| Beats pass on this strange image: | |
| KYOKO sprawled on the floor with her broken face. | |
| NATHAN sitting upright, his upper torso now drenched in | |
| blood. | |
| AVA standing. Watching NATHAN. | |
| After a few moments, NATHAN slumps sideways. | |
| And stops breathing. | |
| 121 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 121 | |
| CALEB sees this same view, on the CCTV camera feed, on | |
| NATHAN’S monitors. | |
| Then - | |
| 121. | |
| - AVA starts walking. | |
| As she walks, she discards the broken section of her arm. | |
| On the cameras, CALEB watches her progress through the | |
| house. Down the glass corridor. Through the threshold to | |
| NATHAN’S private quarters. | |
| Then - | |
| - CALEB raises his head from the screens. | |
| To see AVA standing at the open door to NATHAN’S study. | |
| AVA and CALEB look at each other. | |
| AVA | |
| Will you stay here? | |
| Beat. | |
| CALEB | |
| ... Okay. | |
| AVA leaves, closing the door behind her. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - the monitors. | |
| The CCTV feed of AVA walking down the connecting corridor | |
| to NATHAN’S BEDROOM. | |
| 122 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 122 | |
| AVA stands in NATHAN’S BEDROOM, in front of the previous AI | |
| androids. | |
| She is unclothed. | |
| She gazes at the androids. | |
| Then she removes the arm from JADE, and replaces her own | |
| shattered limb. | |
| She takes a moment to see how the new limb looks in the | |
| mirrors. | |
| Then she starts removing sections of JADE’S skin. | |
| And putting it on herself. | |
| 122. | |
| The skin sucks itself to the honeycomb mesh, as if the mesh | |
| and the underside of the skin are magnetised, attracted to | |
| each other. | |
| As a large section of skin is removed from her torso, JADE | |
| - who has been motionless until now - turns her head | |
| slightly to look at AVA. | |
| They exchange a glance. Locking eyes for a moment. | |
| 123 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - NIGHT 123 | |
| Transfixed, CALEB watches AVA’S metamorphosis. | |
| First through the glassed-off garden that separates | |
| Nathan’s study from his bedroom. Then, when he can’t get a | |
| clear view through the foliage, on the monitors. | |
| 124 EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAWN 124 | |
| First light breaks over the mountains. | |
| 125 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S BEDROOM - DAWN 125 | |
| The glow of honeycomb mesh vanishes as AVA applies the last | |
| section of skin. | |
| Nothing of her robot forms remains. | |
| She closes the door on JADE, and now sees herself in the | |
| mirrored door on JADE’S cabinet. | |
| AVA sees a naked human girl. And is hypnotised by the sight | |
| of herself. | |
| 126 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - DAWN 126 | |
| CALEB watches as AVA - now clothed - walks back down the | |
| connecting corridor to the study... | |
| ... thenpasses straight by his door. | |
| CALEB | |
| Ava? | |
| CALEB gets up. | |
| Goes to the closed door. Tries to open it. | |
| 123. | |
| There is a red LED light by the keycard plate. Locked. | |
| He swipes his card, with his photo ID. | |
| The red light remains. | |
| CALEB (CONT’D) | |
| (calls out) | |
| Ava! | |
| He runs back to the monitors. | |
| On them, AVA has reached the GLASS CORRIDOR. | |
| 127 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - DAWN 127 | |
| AVA stands in the glass corridor. | |
| She looks at KYOKO’Sbody for a moment. | |
| Her expression is unreadable. | |
| Then she walks up to NATHAN’S body. | |
| There, she stops. | |
| Crouches down. | |
| And takes NATHAN’S bloodstained keycard out of his pocket. | |
| Then stands. | |
| She walks straight to the elevator. | |
| Uses the KEYCARD. | |
| And steps through. | |
| 128 INT. HOUSE - MAIN ROOM - DAWN 128 | |
| AVA walks up the glass staircase from the main room. | |
| 129 EXT. ENTRANCE - DAWN 129 | |
| AVA steps outside for the first time. Into the garden. | |
| 130 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - DAWN 130 | |
| 124. | |
| CALEB sticks his card into the slot by NATHAN’S computer. | |
| Instantly, THE EMERGENCY LIGHTING COMES UP and all the | |
| screens die. Replaced by a single word. | |
| REJECTED | |
| CALEB | |
| No, no, no - | |
| 131 EXT. GARDEN - DAWN 131 | |
| From the garden, we can see CALEB through the glass of the | |
| circular window, shouting Ava’s name. | |
| On our side of the glass, there is silence. | |
| AVA walks away. | |
| 132 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - DAWN 132 | |
| CALEB looks up at the thick glass of the circular window, | |
| several metres above him. | |
| Far out of reach. | |
| He starts to shout. | |
| CALEB | |
| Ava! AVA! | |
| 133 INT. HOUSE - GLASS CORRIDOR - DAWN 133 | |
| NATHAN’S body. | |
| KYOKO’S body. | |
| 134 EXT. RIVER - DAWN 134 | |
| AVA stops. | |
| Absorbing the sunrise, the view of the sky, and the | |
| mountains. | |
| Then the moment is broken by a sudden pulse of rotor blades | |
| - | |
| - as the shuttle HELICOPTER flies directly overhead. | |
| 125. | |
| 135 EXT. MOUNTAINS - DAY 135 | |
| The helicopter sweeps over the glacier, into the valley. | |
| 137 EXT. MEADOW - LANDING SITE - DAY 137 | |
| The helicopter touches down. | |
| The rotors stop. | |
| And the PILOT climbs out. | |
| Takes off his helmet. | |
| Looks at the girl standing a few metres away. | |
| Nothing betrays that AVA is anything other than a pretty | |
| girl in her early twenties. | |
| AVA turns as he approaches her. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 138 EXT. MEADOW - LANDING SITE - DAY 138 | |
| - AVA’S precise POINT OF VIEW. | |
| Looking at the PILOT. | |
| The image echoes the POV views from the computer/cell-phone | |
| cameras in the opening moments of the film. | |
| Facial recognition vectors flutter around the PILOT’S face. | |
| And when he opens his mouth to speak, we don’t hear words. | |
| We hear pulses of monotone noise. Low pitch. Speech as pure | |
| pattern recognition. | |
| This is how AVA sees us. And hears us. | |
| It feels completely alien. | |
| 139 EXT. MEADOW - DAY 139 | |
| AVA and the PILOT finish talking. | |
| We are too distant to hear their conversation. | |
| 126. | |
| But whatever is said, a few beats later, the PILOT goes the | |
| helicopter and opens the passenger door, to allow AVA to | |
| enter. | |
| Then he goes back to the PILOT’S door. | |
| Gets in. | |
| And the rotor blades start to turn. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 140 INT. HOUSE - NATHAN’S STUDY - CIRCULAR WINDOW - DAY 140 | |
| - the view from the circular window as the helicopter takes | |
| off, banks away from the house, and starts climbing. | |
| CUT TO - | |
| - COMPUTER MONITOR. | |
| Lines of code appear, as they are typed. | |
| They read: | |
| main( ) { extrn a, b, c; | |
| putchar(a); putchar(b);putchar (c); putchar(’!’*n’); } a | |
| ‘goo’; b ‘dby’; c ‘e, wo - | |
| CUT TO - | |
| 141 EXT. TRAFFIC INTERSECTION - DAY 141 | |
| - a busy traffic intersection. Somewhere in North America. | |
| In the crowd, we glimpse AVA. Just for a moment. | |
| CUT TO BLACK. | |
| END | |