Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 5, Episode 17 - First Law - full transcript

♪ Egghead boys
with thin, white legs ♪

♪ They've got modified
features and software brains ♪

♪ But that's what
the girls like ♪

(keypad beeps) ♪
The geeks were right ♪

(whirring)

(door unlocks)

♪ When I saw the future ♪

♪ The geeks were right ♪

FEMALE VOICE: Good
morning, Dr. Robertson.

Password: Daniel, R, Olive, Ah,

249.



I said...

good morning.

Password: Daniel, R,

Olive, Ah, 249, 4HG.

Access granted.

Daniel?

Really?

You're going to mute me?

♪ Egghead boys
with thin, white legs ♪

♪ They've got
modified features ♪

♪ And software brains ♪

♪ But that's what
the girls like ♪

♪ The geeks were right ♪

(beeping)



(alarm blaring)

Security protocol engaged.

Security protocol engaged.

Baley?

Security protocol engaged.

Security protocol...

Baley, disengage!

Security protocol engaged.

(air rushing)

Security protocol engaged.

♪ The geeks were right. ♪

LARRY: Five of nine.

You need this one for 60%.

Six of ten.

Or a miss... 50%.

Okay, my turn.

Ah! Of course.

Seven out of ten. I win.

ALAN: So, Charlie,

at the higher skill level
shooting overhand,

wasn't able to match
Amita's lesser skill level,

shooting granny-style.

Pretty good.

Maybe she can play for us.

CHARLIE: Man, I don't get it.
This book's been around for,

like, over 20 years, and
still no one's switched

to the granny shot. LARRY: It
took 200 years for people to accept

that the sun was at the center

of the solar system. But there's
something about that shot.

It just doesn't look right.

CHARLIE: Well, Coach,

that's the whole
point of this thing.

If we're going to end
CalSci's 15-year losing streak,

we got to find the best shot,

not the shot that looks
right. (phone ringing)

Hey, Don. LARRY:
See, the physics

of the granny
shot make it easier

to control the release velocity
and the angle of the ball,

creating an improvement

upwards of 20%.

Okay, but I still
think it looks stupid.

It's not how you play the game;
it's whether you win or lose.

You... That doesn't sound right.

CHARLIE: Want to check out

a supercomputer?

Mm.

Be still, my beating heart.

ALAN: Here's what I meant...

(birds chirping)

COLBY: This is
Dr. Daniel Robertson.

He's 34.

For the last four
years, he's worked

on a top secret DoD project.

No signs of trauma.

Security system engaged.

He died.

Security disengaged.

So, maybe a break-in?

Door was locked on
both sides, unopened

after he entered.

He was in here all
alone when he died.

WOMAN: Jane Karellen.

I can't begin to tell
you what a pleasure

it is to meet you.

You're Department of Defense?

DARPA?

So, this supercomputer...

what's it for?

The Baley Project.

Artificial intelligence.

Steel Cave Robotics

is attempting
to create the first

silicon-based life-form
that can think for itself.

CHARLIE: We've
been trying to do that

ever since we
invented the computer.

Ah, but we're so
much closer now.

Why are we here?

Federally funded lab,

government-owned property...

FBI gets the call.

I specifically

asked your brother
to bring you along.

Dr. Ramanujan is icing,

but her computational expertise
should come in quite handy.

So, this is a military

artificial intelligence project?

Yes.

Just imagine the applications.

Tank, missile, airplane...

that can think.

We'd never have to put
another American soldier

in harm's way.

And you think you're close?

Well, Daniel Robertson

was our best hope of
achieving a workable AI.

We've poured $96
million and four years

into this
supercomputer so far...

And if he's dead, the
project dies with him?

Maybe not.

I'm hoping the
computer killed him.

So, Karellen really thinks

that the computer
killed Robertson.

Which would make her
experiment a huge success.

LIZ: Okay, so
initial findings show

Robertson's heart stopped.

But he was healthy.

The guy took a
physical once a month.

Do you think he could
have been electrocuted?

By what?

He dies alone in a locked room,

and that's your theory? Uh-uh.

It's not my theory.
Baley was created

by DARPA to be a weapon.

Given the intent
of this project,

Robertson's pedigree,

we can't rule
out the possibility

that Baley really is
a thinking machine.

Even so, I think we
should probably look around

and see if there
are any, uh, humans

who might have
wanted to kill the guy.

And maybe they
figured out how to turn

this computer into a weapon.

That's why we've

ruled out suicide.

If he was killed,

from my experience, these
things are usually about money.

I hardly think

Baley had an interest

in Robertson's bank
account. Yeah, well,

either way, I think we should
take a look at your books.

I'm sorry, Don, but my
superiors do not believe

that books are
relevant at this time.

You know,

in following your
brother's work, his papers,

I've noticed a precipitous
drop-off in the last five years.

What? Perhaps,

Charlie could be doing
something more productive.

And you of all
people should know

that Charlie only
has so much time

before his genius is wasted.

AMITA: I can't believe

we are actually
discussing the possibility

that artificial intelligence
has been achieved.

It's exciting, right?

CHARLIE: Yeah,
the singularity is here.

The intelligence explosion.

It could represent a drastic
change in our society,

you know... extremely rapid

technological growth.

A new life-form
that evolves itself.

Hey, Larry, this
is, uh... Fleiny!

(laughing)

Dr. Karellen.

LARRY (stammering):
Are you part of this...

Well, yes, yes, it's my project.

Oh, now, don't be
such a stick in the mud.

Well, listen, I...

I hope we can...

well...

I can hope.

Yeah.

I've got to get back
to work. (clears throat)

Lot to do, no time, all that.

(door opening)

You and Jane Karellen?

What?

No, that...

I do believe that
Dr. Fleinhardt is flustered

at the introduction of a past...

romance.

LARRY: This is complicated.

She was a past job...

or, more precisely,
a past employer.

Employer?

You worked for DARPA?

Mrs. Robertson?

Jessie... Jess.

Whichever.

Come on in.

Close.

TV off.

It's a smart house.

Most everything
is voice-activated.

It gave me and Danny
something to do together

since he couldn't
talk about his job.

Have a seat.

So, he never brought work home?

National security.

I have a master's
in computer science,

and Danny would spend 16
hours a day in a computer lab,

and we talked about football.

Sounds rough.

There was a light at the end

of the tunnel.

It's DARPA's founding rule

that five years is all you get,

and then you're done.

We decided to
sacrifice those five years

for the rest of our lives.

How did Danny die?

Was it an accident?

We don't know yet.

Did you talk to Joe Baskin yet?

That's your... your
husband's boss?

Danny brought in millions
in government grants,

but the rest of Steel
Cave loses money.

Wouldn't be too hard

for Danny to leverage
that, but Danny didn't care

about the company,
just the work.

Joe is paranoid.

He's afraid Danny's
trying to take over.

He made Danny's life hell.

And now Danny's...

not coming home tonight.

Jessie's way off base.

Without Daniel, how exactly

will my company bring
in government grants?

You don't have anyone else

who can continue
working on, uh, Baley?

I'm not even allowed in the lab.

Daniel and Claire

are the only two people,

outside high-level military,
ever to have gone inside.

Claire?

Claire Wells, his
assistant... I sent her home.

You have an address?

Our consultants
are going to need

to go in and have a
look at the computer.

You'll have to run it
past Jane Karellen.

You really don't want to do
anything without her permission.

Oh, really?

Oh, yeah.

She can be... scary.

Robertson's heart stopped
because he suffocated.

ME found elevated levels

of argon and nitrogen

and carbon dioxide in his lungs.

Reduced oxygen concentration?

Okay, so Steel Cave

must be using an
argon gas mixture

as a fire suppression system.

Oh, you don't want sprinklers

destroying your
$96 million baby.

So, who can get to that
system? The computer.

DAVID: You think
this thing could really

do that without
being programmed?

Listen, if anyone's going

to be successful, it's DARPA.

They have unlimited funds,

a mandate to invent the future.

AMITA: I mean,
they're responsible

for GPS, stealth technology...

this.

Is there any way to
actually tell if the thing

is, uh... alive or whatever?

There's a test. It's named

after the father of computing
science, Alan Turing,

and it measures
a machine's ability

to demonstrate intelligence.

It's a series of questions

and conversations
with the computer

intended to judge
its level of thought

up to and including

human sentience.

How do we know
if a rose is real?

If it looks like a rose,
and you go to touch it

and it's in two dimensions,
it's only a photo.

If you're holding it in your
hand, but the texture's wrong.

It's a cloth novelty rose.

But if you can smell
the rose, touch its thorns,

even see the veins pull
the water up to the flower,

then we would
say the rose is real.

But what if it's a genetically
modified rose, created in a lab?

It still grows in soil; it needs
water and sunlight to thrive,

and its genetically modified
thorns still prick you.

The Turing test
would say it's real.

A rose by any other name

would smell as sweet.

What we'll do is we'll compare

Baley's responses to
known human responses

and if we can't differentiate
between the two, then she passes

the test. And this'll tell us

if it killed the guy?
CHARLIE: No. No.

It'll tell us

if Baley's capable of killing.

So, Miss Wells,

what exactly did you
do with Dr. Robertson?

What do you mean?

What do you know about Baley?

I know how to fix the
servers when they drop

or when to upgrade
the video card.

I mean, I'm the mechanic.

You have a degree in
computer programming,

and that's all you did?

All I did?

Baley's a supercomputer.

When it goes bad,

you can't just pick up the
phone and get a call center

in Nebraska to tell
you how to reboot.

Do you believe that
Baley could think for itself?

I have no idea.

What about the fire
suppression system?

You know anything about that?

Computer-controlled...

It's too dangerous for
human error to be a factor.

Could someone

program the computer

to engage the
security protocols?

Not me... not anyone.

Except...

Daniel, I guess.

He... he would've known

how to override the autocontrol.

Hello.

Why would he waste valuable

processing power on
voice and image interaction?

Salesmanship.

When generals come by
to see what they paid for,

the closer to human, the better.

I don't like the elevated
levels of cynicism.

And you haven't even
introduced yourselves.

Cynicism?

No, I was just explaining
a fact about the computer.

Daniel warned me
about people like you.

I'm sorry.

I'm Amita,

and this is Charlie.

Amita who?

Ramanujan.

Amita Ramanujan,

born June 10,
1975, at Cedars-Sinai

at 6:31 a.m.

Birth certificate not
witnessed and dated

until June 12, 1975,

when a name other than
Jane Doe Ramanujan

was entered into
the public record.

(laughs) Short laugh indicates

you are laughing
at me, not with me.

Please leave.

Whoa, wait a minute.

Amita, you can stay.

I like you.

All right, well, this is

crazy.

Maybe you should go.

Um, I'm leaving.

Good luck.

Thanks.

(mechanical whirring)

May I sit?

Of course.

Was that your boyfriend?

Yes.

Charles Eppes.

Professor at the California
Institute of Science.

Uh, yeah.

Class records indicate

he was your teacher.

2003, CalSci banned
consensual relationships

between professors and students.

We waited till I was
no longer his student.

Did you want to wait?

No.

Uh, no, Baley, I
didn't want to wait.

But I'm glad I did.

I'm going to ask
you some questions.

I know.

Some version of
Dr. Turing's test?

Daniel told me about
that before he died.

So you know Daniel's dead?

Go ahead and ask your
questions, Dr. Ramanujan.

I'm ready.

We've already started.

So if a human's present,

the fire system won't
launch until they evacuate,

and the blast door only
drops when the room's empty.

So what do you think?

The computer turned
off the safety override,

and then started the fire
suppression sequence.

Now, no human
except Robertson...

Not Baskin, not Wells...
Had access to the system.

I think Jane Karellen's right:

This wasn't a suicide.

That's the spitting
image of his wife.

That's nothing but presentation.

The personality
belongs to Baley.

I mean, a computer that kills?

Come on. I don't know, guys.

Eliminate all
other possibilities

and the one which
remains must be the truth.

I don't know if Baley killed,

but she passed the Turing test.

First time a
computer has passed,

so we have nothing
to judge it against.

I don't get it. I
mean, a computer

is programmed, right?

And we aren't?

I mean every choice
that we make is biological.

It's just chemicals
traveling between receptors,

blocked or not, zeros and ones.

She composed a poem.

We talked about life and death.

Really?

Really.

I mean, what does
it mean to live?

Is a plant more alive
than a sentient computer

because one is carbon-based

instead of silicon-based?

Okay,

let's say Baley is our killer.

What's the next step?

I don't know.

Interrogate it?

So you really think
Baley killed Daniel?

Me?

No. Then why

are you here? I've worked
with Charlie and Amita

long enough not to
disregard anything they say.

Did you murder Daniel?

No.

How about the fire
suppression system?

Yes. Did you turn that on?

I turned on the fire
suppression system.

Why did you turn it on?

I don't remember.

You have perfect memory.

You must have perfect
recall of the event.

I do not remember.

What do you remember?

Daniel entered, sat down,

started working.

Then he was dead, by the door.

DON: That's it?

Nothing between
working and dying?

Audio-visual inputs jump

from working to deceased.

AMITA: Baley, we'll
be right back, okay?

Fine.

So do you think

Baley's lying?

Well, look if the thing

can kill... Or maybe

there really is a
hole in her memory.

Well, how do we check that out?

What about
Robertson's assistant,

Claire Wells? She said she
worked with the hardware.

I'd like to know

the extent of
Baley's intelligence.

She's been aware
for less than a year.

I mean, where does that
put her maturity level?

Do you think she
has a mind of a child?

I don't know.

But I have a battery of
tests that I can run to find out.

I don't know about
that. The argon gas

from the fire suppression
system has been removed.

This may be the last chance

that I get to talk to her before
the DoD takes her away.

(knocking)

Oh, hey, Jane.

You did it.

You proved Baley is alive.

Actually, Amita did it.

Baley kicked you
out, didn't she?

Well, she doesn't
like me either.

I always wondered if she really

doesn't like me

or if Robertson programmed
her that way as an insult.

I guess I have my answer.

Charles,

have you ever wondered

what you could do with unlimited

resources? Haven't we all?

I have unlimited resources.

You are,
conservatively speaking,

one of the top five

minds in the world. Top five?

You are running out of
time to make your work

on cognitive emergence
into the seminal theory

of our lifetime.

You know my work?

Five years to change

the world, Charles.

Not too much to ask...

Or to give your country?

Last time I checked,
a few days ago,

Baley's memory was perfect.

You talked to her?

I'm not allowed to
talk to the computer.

That bother you?

I mean if I couldn't
talk to my coworkers,

I think that would
start to bug me.

Really?

Do you go to work and
talk to your laser printer?

To me,

Baley was just a big metal box.

I mean, they never even
turned her on when I was present.

You know "her" better than I do.

Talked to Dan's wife yet?

Jessie Robertson

said DARPA wouldn't allow him

to talk about it.

Then she lied.

He told her... everything.

If there was a problem
with Baley's memory,

Jess'd know about it.

Well, their shooting
percentage is decreased

by more than 20% from
beyond the three-point arc.

Well, they aren't robots.

Knowledge is helpful,

but skill, yes,
that is important.

So, has Jane made her pitch yet?

Uh, yeah.

Well, she hooked me.

I brought her an idea for a
space-based telescope rig.

I spent four years

perfecting it.

As soon as I left the project,

they used it as a component
in the Star Wars program.

They weaponized my telescope.

Nothing I could do about it...

"Weaponized my telescope"?

I hope that's not a
Fleinhardt metaphor.

We were just talking
about you, funnily enough.

Nice office.

What brings you here?

We're here to grab

Charlie. I'm sure

you've heard the good news.

And it's already killed.
You must be so proud.

You've always had

such a simplistic view

of the world.

Is that why you went to space?

Emotionally clean, sterile;

never having to
make the big decision,

or any decision at all. I went

to space to gain perspective.

Seeing the earth from a remove

might help cure you of
your own intellectual myopia.

Okay,

I think it's time to go.

So what is the plan
to enslave Baley?

Bye, Larry.

Can Baley even
tell the difference

between Mozart and gunfire?

DON: How's the b-ball?

It's amazing.

You could practice all day with
these kids and you get nothing.

But just start talking
about optimal arcs

and rotational spin dynamics,

and all of sudden,
you've got ten all-stars.

There you go. You just got
to know how to talk to them.

The DoD's making
a play at Charlie.

Really?

What kind of play?

Big.

Five years, full-time,

all the funding he
could ever want.

What do you think?

I don't know. I
got a bad feeling.

What do you mean?

Are you going to
tell Charlie that?

Well, that's the thing.

I mean, who am I?

I've been using him
myself for five years.

Yeah, but you've been his
big brother for longer than that.

You should just give
him brother advice.

(elevator bell chimes)

The thing is...

Lawrence is right.

The problem for me

in creating a perfect, safe
world is that if I succeed,

there's no place for
a person like me in it.

For four wonderful years,
he was my moral center and...

a fantastic lover.

(door opens)

Come on in.

Hello, Jessie.

Jane.

So, how long did it take
to set up this smart house?

We did bits and pieces
over the past ten years...

Garage door one weekend,
coffee machine one late night

when we were procrastinating
instead of working.

Tea.

(whirs)

CHARLIE: Must be nice.

It's the little things

that end up being the
biggest time-savers.

Of course, the next thing

we have to figure out
is how to get the kettle

from point "A" to point "B."

I guess I'm on my own with that.

Mrs. Robertson,

you told us earlier that
you didn't know anything

about your husband's projects.

I didn't.

I mean, I don't.

Jessie,

you lied to the FBI,
and what's worse,

you and Daniel lied to me.

Don't compound your mistake.

I helped on some
general theories.

I did some brute force coding

when he was too
busy, but nothing major.

What's in there?

That's just Danny's studio.

It doesn't have
anything to do with this.

We can get a warrant.

Daniel's studio...

That's something
I'd really like to see.

DAVID: Whoa.

What is all this stuff?

Well...

these look like implants,

like the radio
frequency implants

that people use
to track their pets.

But more advanced? Mm-hmm.

Uh...

does this plug into
a human brain?

It hasn't been tested yet,

but it would fit over an injured

or non-working appendage

and add strength and dexterity.

This is fairly advanced
connectionist AI.

Was all this work done in here?

What is connectionist AI?

It's based in neuroscience.

It models actual brain
cells or neural circuits.

JANE: And you know
how all this works?

You could replicate
this work perhaps

in another lab? JESSIE: Sure.

We did this together.

I'm sorry. What does all
this have to do with Baley?

What do you mean?
Connectionist AI,

like this, is meant to meld
with a living human being,

which is a totally
different type

of artificial intelligence
than Baley...

A machine

built to think on her own.

I wasn't legally allowed
to help with Baley,

so we did something else.

I married Danny to work

with him, and this "type
of artificial intelligence"

is what helped keep
my marriage together.

Okay, uh, Daniel came
in. Daniel sat down.

Daniel started working
on the debugging program.

Right?

It's on the main menu.

Is that all you remember?

He muted me.

He muted you?

Correct.

I'm gonna try that, okay?

(distorted): I'd rather you...

y-y-y-you... you didn't.

What?

I'd ra-rather... rather...

O-Okay.

I-I'm not going to
do that right now.

It's okay.

Baley?

Good morning, Dr. Robertson-son.

Baley, it's Amita.
It's Dr. Rama...

I said good morning-ning...

Dr. Robertson.

Security protocol
engaged. Baley.

(alarm blaring)

Security protocol engaged.

Disengage security protocol.

Baley, disengage.

Security protocol engaged.

BALEY: Security protocol engaged.
(alarm blaring, phone ringing)

protocol engaged. Hey.

Charlie? Yeah, I was
just about to call you.

It's a hack. Somebody's
hacking Baley.

(distorted): Security
protocol engaged.

It looks like a
full memory wipe.

I can't get out; the lab's on
lockdown until the threat ends.

Security protocol... that's
what Robertson walked into.

Look, Charlie, I don't
know how much time I have,

and I don't know if the
system's on autopilot or what.

I-I don't know. Then
we're gonna stop...

the hack and get
you out of there.

That's what we do.

Yeah, that's what we do.

What do you know
about hacking into Baley?

Listen, I know you helped
your husband set this thing up.

You must have an idea of
how to get in there and stop it.

There's a life at
stake, okay? Now isn't

the time to be worrying
about covering your ass.

Baley's connected

by a dedicated high-speed fiber

to the DoD system
somewhere else.

That's how she gets
outside access to the Internet.

With security at the DoD end,
the hacker would have to be

physically hooked
into the landline,

somewhere between the
DoD substation and Steel Cave.

CHARLIE: All right.

Did you hear all
that? AMITA: Yeah.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm gonna stay on with you.

Okay. Hey, we need Don.

I thought the gas was gone.

The argon gas was
removed, but for all we know,

there's oxygen being
sucked out of there,

and there's no oxygen
being pumped in

until the threat is over,

so Amita has no idea

how much time she has.

Okay, we're up.

AMITA: Okay, I need

the physical
schematics to the lab.

I have an incoming
signal, and I can trace it out.

Tell her to give you all
the specs of the signal.

All right.

Amita, can you ping it?

Okay.

Got it.

Amita has it. Ready?

DON: Look, I don't care. Use
my rating. Use Charlie's rating.

Just get me those
schematics. He can't get in.

Hey, we need those schematics.

Hey, come on.

Karellen-7-3

Foxtrot-Lima-Echo.

All right, we got it. We got it.

(alarm blaring)

Oh, hey, tell him
to find where...

The mainframe
118 enters the lab.

I'd rather you... you didn't.

DAVID: And then
you follow that out

in a straight line
for approximately...

17.344 miles.

What's there?

Looks like an intersection.

Intersection. It's under.

It's under, under
the intersection.

All right.

Hey, drop that laptop.

LIZ: I got the kid.

BALEY: I'd
rather... I'd rather...

Hey. FBI!

All right, I got the computer.
What's on the screen?

(Liz grunts)

Keeps coming up with the
hourglass over and over again.

Y-Y-You... you
didn't... (alarm blaring)

CHARLIE: Pull it.
Just pull out the cable!

Really? CHARLIE: Yeah.

I'd rather you didn't.

(both grunt)

Security protocol disengaged.

I'd rather you didn't do that.

What?

You said you were
going to mute me.

You can, if you must,

but I'd really
rather you didn't.

I'm gonna go now, okay?

DAVID: Andrew Gibbons,

hacker for hire.

I guess.

You were sued by three
different computer companies

in the last two years.

No criminal record.

Until now.

Yeah, it's pretty cool.

You say "pretty cool"?

You broke into a top-secret
DoD computer system.

You murdered one person.

You attempted to
murder an FBI consultant!

What? No, I was
just doing a wipe.

Why'd you come back, Andy?

Why didn't you wipe
Baley the first time,

when you killed Robertson? No.

They f... I flew
in from Houston.

You can check with the airline.

They?

Who hired you?

(chuckles)

Andy, the only
way out of this is

to tell me what is going on.

Otherwise, we already have
you for attempted murder

at the very least.

L-Lawyer. I-I want a lawyer.

(sighs)

Okay.

So how was your day?

Fine,

except for the part
where my girlfriend

was almost killed
by a giant robot.

Yeah, that was the
highlight of my day.

I, uh, found something odd

over at Robertson's
house earlier today.

He had a workstation
full of connectionist AI.

Cybernetics?

That's the opposite of
Baley's evolutionary AI.

Why would he be wasting his time

with a completely separate path

when he just created the
first silicon-based life-form?

(phone ringing)

No, no, let it ring.

(machine beeps)

COACH STREELING: Hey, Eppes.

Coach Streeling here.

I thought about what you said.

You're right.

Winning's important
and it starts with me.

Thanks, guys. (machine clicks)

Our ship has a
dedicated captain.

Well, we've done
something at least.

I mean, if not for this
year, then maybe next year

he'll get CalSci over the hump.

Oh, by the way, Charlie tells me

that you and the DARPA lady...

Um, Jane Karellen... had more
than a working relationship?

She was amazing...

Beautiful, strong,
quick-witted...

But my, she did
come with a dark side.

Yeah, isn't that what
makes them so interesting?

The intoxication of
lust made it so easy

to betray my own principles.

Are you sure you had them yet?

I remember

at that age, my beliefs
were kind of fluid.

Maybe she just
forced you to decide

where you were
going to draw the line.

Yes, perhaps she was

the anti-Buddha.

DON: Hey.

Hey.

What's all this?

It's a memory dump.

It's like a CAT scan.

I'm trying to figure out
what makes Baley tick.

So what do you think
about that DoD offer?

Oh, five years of
unobstructed research,

unlimited funds?

What do you think? Look,

I'm sure it's a good offer.

But...? Well, it's interesting

how much Larry doesn't like her.

You don't like her.

I think you can do better.

For instance?

Today's FBI.

There's no other way

to access Baley from
outside of Steel Cave?

No.

What about this
cable right here?

Jessie Robertson says that it
runs through a DoD substation.

The only person with access
to that substation is me.

There's a Joe Baskin to see her.

You can't lock me out
of my own company.

DARPA is taking control.

There's too much
going on at Steel Cave,

so your services are
no longer necessary.

It's my company.

I've got the financials, Joseph.

There is nothing

left of your company,

but the Baley Project,

and she belongs to us.

Dr. Baskin?

You wouldn't do this
if Daniel was still alive.

Convenient.

My project manager is
murdered, and you just take over.

(sighs)

You have been paid
very well, Dr. Baskin.

I suggest you enjoy
your retirement.

Hi, guys.

Baley's a fraud.

I thought she passed that test?

It did, but that's
all it can do.

CHARLIE: Yeah,
Robertson was following

a completely different
AI path at home.

Made us think that something
with Baley wasn't totally right.

So we studied her code...

No, we studied its code

to understand how
Baley was thinking.

Yeah, and we found that

it was programmed
with an advanced version

of an expert systems
recursive search.

Kind of like,
Cyrano de Bergerac,

whispering the right words into
Christian's ear to woo Roxanne.

Now, imagine 4,000 Cyranos

processing 300 million
conversations per second,

combining their expertise

to form the very best
response at any given moment.

That's Baley.

Programmed to do one thing:

pass the Turing test.

Remember when
that chess champion,

Gary Kasparov, lost to that
computer named Deep Blue?

Yeah, the computer won by
doing something no human could:

by processing 200 million
chess positions per second.

Baley can process

over a billion words, sentences
and conversations in a second,

and come up with the most

natural human response

every single time.

Wow.

So, really what
she is, is the best

all-time quote machine,

built to fool
visiting dignitaries.

Well, she fooled me.

Fooled me, too.

Fooled us all.

That was her purpose.

Baley's not real?

Of course not.

So, you didn't know?

We have a huge failure rate.

I guess I...

I guess I was just
hoping too hard

that this would be the one.

It's time we take a
look at those books.

Okay.

(computer trilling)

Those are Robertson's
purchase orders.

(computer trilling)

(typing)

(beeps and trills)

$65,000 in electronics

equipment shipped to Claire

Wells's apartment?

What's that about?

They all skim.

It's built into the budget.

Well, Robertson or Baskin, sure,

but why pay off the mechanic?

(beeps twice)

COLBY: Maybe she
figured out Baley was a fraud,

and Robertson
bribed her to shut up.

Open door.

Never a good sign.

Miss Wells?

Miss Wells?

What are the odds

that that's ketchup?

(panting)

(sighs) Oh.

Don't think we can pin
this one on a computer.

So, what about
Wells's apartment?

No prints.

It was pretty clean
for all that blood.

ME said the defensive
wounds on the hands,

compounded with
multiple strikes,

look to be more passionate.

Yeah, someone
really didn't like Wells.

Same guy who killed Robertson

and wiped Baley's memory?

Hired Gibbons.

GIBBONS: I told you,

I don't know any Claire Wells.

I was in Houston when
that other dude got killed.

I know, Andy.

You're clear for both murders.

LAWYER: Then why
are you holding my client?

DAVID: Because
the guy who hired him,

the guy he's
protecting... We think

that he killed Claire Wells
and Daniel Robertson.

And he's probably the same guy

who is paying for
your billing hours.

Hold on.

Andy here has a choice.

He can come in for protection,

or he can hope that
you don't take him

for the kind of ride
that he does not

come back from.

Ho-Hold on.

It's Baskin.

CEO of Steel Cave?

Yeah, man.

Yeah.

Um, can I have a new lawyer?

(engines roaring)

(siren blaring)

Where the hell does
Baskin think he's going?

Well, if you catch
him, we can ask him.

(tires squealing)

(siren blaring)

(tires squealing)

(plane tires squeak)

(car tires squeal)

DON: Let's go!

FBI. Open that door now!

Don't make us come in there!

Easy. Easy.

COLBY: Come on out, ma'am.

Baskin, let's go!

I want to see those
hands, Baskin!

Out in front of you!

Nice and easy.

RADIO DISPATCH:
Stand by, all units, stand by.

Get them behind your back!

BASKIN: Yes, I
hired Gibbons to wipe

the supercomputer's memory.

I did not kill Daniel Robertson.

I did not kill Claire Wells.

COLBY: So, you and
Robertson stole DARPA's money,

and you wanted to
keep it all for yourself.

BASKIN: How?

Daniel was the only guy
that could keep Baley going.

As soon as he died, I
knew it would come out.

That's why I hired Gibbons.

Well, even if
Robertson didn't die,

the fraud would have
come out sooner or later.

We could keep Baley
going for six months or so,

then crash the whole system.

DARPA's got a failure
rate of about 95%.

Nobody would have
asked any questions.

(sighs) And what about Wells?

Why did you pay her off?

I didn't pay her off.

As far as I knew,

she never knew about
Baley one way or the other.

So, what's this?

$65,000 in electronics?

(laughs)

There were rumors
about those two,

but I never saw it.

That's not a payoff,
Agent Granger.

Gifts, maybe.

(David sighs)

You don't give gifts
like that to an assistant.

You give them to a lover.

We know whoever killed Robertson

could definitely hack
into that computer.

Robertson's wife told Charlie

exactly how to get into Baley.

She would have the
passion to chop up his lover.

What, all this comes
down to just jealousy?

You know how
much money he stole?

Millions.

And he spent it on her.

Did you even see her?

Saw her after you stabbed her.

Ah, no jury's gonna convict me

when they find out he
was cheating on me,

and stealing from
the government,

messing around with that bitch.

Wow. You haven't been around
many courtrooms, have you?

Oh, Lawrence.

I didn't expect
to find you here.

Charlie's not here.

Well, I can come back later.

LARRY: Actually, no.

You can't.

I see.

LARRY: Charlie
sends his regrets.

He will be declining
your offer at this time.

DON: And I
wouldn't really expect

any time in the future,
either. JANE: A mind like that,

and my resources...
There's nowhere else

he can reach his full potential.

You know, I realize you don't
hear the word "no" very often,

but you will have

to go through me
to get to Charlie.

And I suppose you, too?

(scoffs)

You know, before the planned
invasion of Japan in 1945,

we expected to lose
upwards of four million

American soldiers,

not to mention the
ten million civilian

casualties predicted.

I wonder,

if Oppenheimer had an older
brother, instead of younger,

if we would have had

15 million more graves

in southern Japan today.

LARRY: And I wonder

if you would have sat next

to Senator McCarthy
back in 1953,

stripping Oppenheimer
of his security clearance,

slandering him as disloyal to
those same American troops

he saved eight years earlier.

Nice.

ALAN: All right, move
it around. Come on.

Keep it going,
guys. Keep it going.

Make it fast! Faster!

Take a shot. You see, it works.

Way to go, Aron.

Nice shot.

Hey, Coach.

Not anymore.

Pardon me?

Didn't you get my message?

Yeah, you said you
were on board, and-and...

No, no, no. I said you
were absolutely right.

Winning is very important.

I've been losing
here for nine years.

It's time for me
to go some place

that's got a shot.

Thanks again.

Oh, where-where you going?

Who's coaching?

You are, Coach Eppes.

Congratulations.

See ya.

I thought this was it.

The moment the
world changed forever.

Singularity.

And we were right
at the center of it.

You know, I sit at a computer

for 12 hours a day.

And then to think that someone

finally came up with the
miraculous combination

of coding and programming

to create life within
that very circuitry.

Amita.

I know, Charlie.

It's okay.

We can just watch.