Check!
Check.
Good morning, baby.
It's not controversial. It's standard.
Well... semi-standard.
- But okay.
Standard that elliptical curve is inherently better than RSA.
You realize you're saying this as someone
who doesn't work in encryption to someone who does.
So you're saying they're equal?
Both are weak to attack from quantum computers,
so by sharing the same weak point,
are equally weak.
RSA is still more brute-forcible.
Dude. Please.
Hey, man.
Thanks.
Hey, Lily.
How you doing, Pete?
Oh, you know, I'm good.
You guys have a great day. You know?
Be all you can be.
- Hey. - We're gonna nail it today.
You bet.
So, this is it.
- Let me know, okay? - Of course.
Good luck.
Hey.
Bye.
Just tell me it's still alive.
Yeah, it's still alive.
Looks happy.
Guys. Sorry, we're late.
I was putting out fires.
You see that thing this morning?
- Uh, no. - Seems the world
is pissed because our qubits work and theirs don't.
So one of our competitors planted a New York Times story
suggesting we get government oversight,
which was nice.
Anyway, we're here.
We have 15 minutes.
And you have some cool stuff to show us.
We hope.
Well, we all hope.
Hit us.
Okay. Jen?
So...
this is iteration 89
of the nematode simulation.
302 neurons mapped.
Nurture data tracked
from moment of first cell division.
Beautiful.
Okay. Synchronize.
Synchronizing.
In three,
two,
one,
go.
Overlay, please.
Here comes overlay.
Whoa.
That's impressive.
Thank you.
And at this moment there's no sensor-based connection
between the nematode and the simulation?
Nothing at all from this point of synchronization.
This is movement initiated by the mapped neurons
and the nurture data. That's all.
In which case you can demonstrate that
with a future projection?
Absolutely.
Ten seconds?
Yes. Jen?
- Predicted movement loop,
ten seconds into the future.
So that's five,
four,
three,
two,
one.
So, right in front of my eyes,
you just predicted the exact behavior
of a living organism.
Ten seconds into the future.
The simplest organism we could find.
But... yes.
We did.
I love it.
Okay, and...
So, about 30 seconds
from the moment we synchronize,
we start to lose correlation.
30 seconds.
Thereabouts.
Why do you think that is?
Sheer complexity.
The numbers we're crunching go insane.
As in... truly insane.
Or?
It's a quantum-type problem.
Somewhere in the multiverse,
there is a world where the two stay in sync.
But it's not this one.
Not a fan of the multiverse theory.
I'd go with the former.
Guys, can you give us a moment?
Sergei, you've done fantastic work.
Exceptional work.
But I think your time in the AI division
has run its course.
I want you to join Devs.
Devs?
Yeah.
Thank you.
And you literally start tomorrow— just straight in?
Apparently.
I mean, there's a security process.
But as long as I pass, by the end of the day,
I'll be in there.
Doing it.
You're not gonna be able to tell me anything
about what that is.
Well, I might be able to.
No. I'm saying
let's keep it simple.
You tell me nothing, and I never ask.
Otherwise it could be a thing between us, you know?
I don't want it to be a thing between us.
I'm not going to be able to sleep.
So let's not sleep.
Moscow.
Moved to the U.S., age 22.
MIT.
Then a failed start-up.
Then another.
And then here.
For three years.
Yes.
You're dating someone at the company.
Yes, that's right. Lily Chan.
She works in encryption.
- And is Chinese. - Well, she's...
Is it a serious relationship?
Yes. Very serious.
Are you faithful to each other?
No trouble on the horizon?
As far as I know.
As far as you know.
Planning to get married?
We talked about it.
Yes, we will.
Planning to have kids?
No time soon.
You won't be able to discuss your work with her at all.
Think you'll be able to handle that?
Absolutely. We discussed it already.
We're both totally comfortable with that,
so there is no issue there.
There's no issue there.
You Russian. Her Chinese. Me nervous.
Why?
Why is the head of Amaya security nervous
about the Russians and the Chinese?
Lily is American.
Second... No, third generation.
You aren't.
Are you religious?
Excuse me?
Are you religious?
No.
Not at all.
Step back, sir.
Get his shoe size?
—I'm a 13.
Okay, guys. I think we're good.
One.
Oh, my God, you guys.
- Two. - Three.
- Five. - Eight.
- 13. - 21.
- 34. - 55.
- 89 - 1-4-4.
- 2-3-3. - 3-7-7.
- 6-1-0. - 9-8-7.
- 1-5-9-7. - 2-5-8-4.
- Four... - Hesitation.
- 1-8-1. - 6-7-6-5.
One... One...
- Zero. - Fuck.
- Go on, hit me. - 1-0-9-4-6.
- You got them memorized. - Nope.
- You're a fucking machine, Lily.
What is it?
Sergei.
He's going in.
Whoa.
Yeah.
So tell me about Devs.
I can't tell you anything.
No one knows what the Devs team does
except the Devs team.
I wouldn't even say the Devs team
knows what the Devs team does.
Not all of them, anyway.
But I'm asking you to guess.
I'm just curious.
Okay.
Well, it's Devs—
it's development, obviously.
But I got a feeling
it's not a progression of our quantum system
because, in a way,
the system works as well as it can.
So I assume it's an application of the system.
But I doubt it's doubling up
with any of the other Amaya divisions.
So...
not AI.
Not encryption.
Not search engine.
- Maybe national security.
I don't give two fucks about national security.
Biotech?
A misuse of resources.
Cold fusion.
Alchemy.
A lead Faraday shield.
A 13-yard-thick concrete shell.
Then a gold mesh.
Then...
an eight-yard vacuum seal,
totally unbroken.
Then the labs.
And, in the core, the machine.
The labs are inside
an unbroken vacuum seal?
How do we get across?
You'll see.
It's pretty neat.
Last chance to guess, Sergei.
- Quantum cell phones.
This entire structure
is supported by electromagnetic fields?
Yeah.
That's the machine?
It's the central unit.
There's more?
Above us. Below us.
How many qubits is it running?
A number
that seems pointless to express as a number.
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
As in the rest of the corporation,
we are not interested in observing weekends.
There are no shifts.
You can work nights if you like, many do.
One rule to observe:
we take nothing into Devs
and nothing out.
So, no bags, no laptops,
no memory sticks.
Aside from that, everything here is open.
All code can be accessed.
There are no passwords. There are no closed doors.
There are also no cleaners,
so please tidy up after yourself.
This is your station.
If you don't like the position, you can move to another.
Um...
but what am I actually doing here?
I'm not gonna tell you.
I won't need to.
Just sit.
Read code.
Take your time.
And don't worry, you're gonna figure it out.
I know you are.
Here.
Katie. We met earlier, but weren't introduced.
Sergei.
As Forest told you,
there's no hurry.
You can lose yourself.
You can take your time.
Um, Katie,
I-I need to know.
This code—
is it for real or is it just theoretical?
It's not theoretical.
You mean you've actually run the code?
There are results?
Yes.
But...
this changes everything.
If it's true,
it-it literally changes every single thing.
No.
If it's true it changes absolutely nothing.
In a way, that's the point.
The universe is deterministic.
S-Sorry?
The universe is deterministic.
It's godless and neutral
and defined only by physical laws.
The marble rolls because it was pushed.
The man eats because he's hungry.
An effect is always the result
of a prior cause.
The life we lead, with all its apparent chaos,
is actually a life on tramlines.
Prescribed.
Undeviating.
Deterministic.
I know it doesn't feel that way, Sergei.
We fall into an illusion of free will
because the tramlines are invisible,
and we feel so certain
about our subjective state.
Our feelings, our opinions,
judgments,
decisions.
You joined my company.
You gained our trust. Gained my trust.
Then stole my code
on your James Bond wristwatch.
I-I don't know what you mean.
That would appear to be the result of some decisions,
wouldn't it?
About where you placed your allegiance,
about who you would betray.
But if we live in a deterministic universe,
then those decisions can only have been
the result of something prior.
Where you were born,
how you were brought up.
The physical construction of your particular brain.
It's the nature-nurture matrix.
Exactly like the nematode worm in your simulation.
It's more complex, more nuanced, but still...
at the end of the day,
cause and effect.
I hope you understand what I'm saying, Sergei.
This is forgiveness.
This is absolution.
You made no decision to betray me.
You could only have done what you did.
No! No!
Hello, you have reached Sergei Pavlov.
I am currently unavailable, so...
What the fuck?
Lils. What's up?
He's still not back, Jen.
I'm really worried.
I think something's happened.
Something like what?
I don't know.
S-Something.
Relax. It's only 12:30.
How many times have you put in an all-nighter?
I guess.
He'll still be in Devs.
No way there'll be a phone signal there, right?
Knowing Sergei, he's lost track of time
from all the cool toys he's got to play with.
Get some sleep. And try not to wake up
when he rolls in at 4:00 a.m.
Okay. Thanks, Jen.
Night, Lils.
No.
No, no.
That was the last time I saw him.
I was at my office window.
And he was headed towards Devs from the hub.
And after that, nothing.
And, obviously, you expected to hear from him.
Definitely.
No trouble at home?
No way he could have gone somewhere else last night?
You live together, right?
No trouble. I promise you,
Sergei disappearing makes no sense at all.
Ma'am, I believe you.
And the good news is that with our systems here,
his movements are gonna be easy to track.
Let me just punch his ID in here
and we'll get to the bottom of this in no time.
Okay. Here we are.
Let's see...
Looks like he left Devs
quarter of ten last night.
And went where?
Well, this is him, right?
That's him.
Okay. Let's see where this goes.
Cameras have him crossing the parking lot
at 10:15.
He's not taking the shuttle bus.
And look— we have him here again,
10:28.
He's walking to the freeway.
Looks like it.
Why would he do that?
I don't know.
But at this point, he's off campus.
We can't track him anymore.
Kenton... Oh...
Sorry to bust in, uh,
but I just need to talk about
that VIP visit that's coming up.
One moment, sir. We seem to have a situation here. Uh,
One of our employees has apparently gone missing,
sometime last night.
Missing?
- Who? - It's the new kid, uh,
just started at Devs. The one I screened.
Sergei? From AI?
Yes. You saw him yesterday?
Sure. I took him to Devs personally.
But what are you talking about— missing?
Our CCTV has him leaving campus on foot,
2300 hours. Then nothing.
You're his partner?
- Yes. - And no calls, no messages?
He never came home?
And that never happens.
Okay. Um...
Now, I don't want you to worry.
I'm sure everything's gonna be fine,
with a simple explanation.
But just to be on the safe side,
we're gonna go by the book.
Call the police. Report him missing. Right now.
Yes, sir.
He's gonna turn up, Lils.
It's gonna be all right.
I don't think it is.
But how can you know that?
I just feel it.
If you'd seen the film—
the film of him walking—
there was something strange about it.
It was, like...
it was, like, purposeful.
Heading somewhere.
Like a zombie.
You've spoken to the cops.
Yes. They took a statement.
Yeah. I'm just about to give mine.
And what you are going to do now is take the rest of the day off.
We have a car that'll take you home.
Lily...
you have my personal guarantee that I am all over this.
Sergei?
Hi.
I know.
It's really hard.
It really shouldn't be.
No, it shouldn't.
But it is.
What are we supposed to do?
Unravel a lifetime
of moral experience?
Unlearn what has always seemed true?
These things...
they run deep.
Yeah. They do.
It's like whatever we know, the things we feel
are still locked inside us.
Human beings are hard-wired magical thinkers.
You could have the most rational person in the world,
but if their kid gets hurt, they'll start praying.
Sorry.
That was clumsy.
It's fine, Katie.
You're right.
Not just smarter than me.
Wiser, too.
Sudoku?
You hate sudoku.
Password protected?
What the fuck?
Whoa.
Jamie.
Oh, no.
Can we talk?
Thanks, man.
- Thanks. - Sure.
I know there's a lot we need to talk about...
Yeah, there is.
Because here's what happened.
I was completely in love with you.
And I thought you were in love with me.
And you-you land an amazing new job at Amaya, and I...
I couldn't be happier,
'cause you're really moving forwards in life.
And then the job starts, and...
I don't know.
Almost at once, something changes.
And I realize you're not just moving forward with the job,
you're moving forwards from me.
So eventually I ask if you want to split up.
And I'm hoping more than anything
you're gonna say no, but...
you say yes.
And that same afternoon
I leave our apartment with two bags.
And I never hear from you again.
I'm sorry.
I hear about you, though.
I hear about you the whole time.
I hear you started seeing
some AI coder called Sergei.
And I hear that he's moved into
the apartment we used to share,
but I don't hear from you.
For two years.
I'm sorry.
Is that why you're here—
to tell me that?
No.
Then what?
I need your help.
My help?
Yes.
With what?
Sergei went missing last night.
And I know something bad has happened to him.
And there's something weird on his phone,
and it's password protected,
and says it'll reformat if I get the password wrong.
Jamie...
if there was anyone else I could ask,
I would.
But nobody's better at this stuff than you.
So you want my help to track down your boyfriend
by cracking his phone?
Yeah.
Unreal. Literally unreal.
Lily, sincerely,
from the very bottom of my heart,
fuck off.
Jen, what is it— did they find him?
Lils, get dressed. I got a call to pick you up.
They need you to come in right now.
It's definitely him?
Definitely him.
No. No.
Lily...
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Pulling hair is wrong, mate.
I mean, all violence is wrong, but at least punching's a sport.
- Is it? - Yes, boxing.
Boxing's in the Olympics. Hair pulling isn't.
- It would be funny if it was. - It really would be.
- I'm a once-in-a-generation artist. - Oh.
Who just got verified on Twitter, about, what, nine days ago?
I'm glad you feel good that a robot told you you're worth it.
- Mom. - Yes?
- Okay. I want a big party this year. - Serious?
- I want a quinceañera. - Quinceañera?
We can't do that. We're too white for that. We're not allowed.
Do me a favor? Never look me in the eye again.
Okay? 'Cause your stare is way too intense.
It's starting to make my hair fall out.
I had no idea what I would find
when I went searching for my father.
They flashed the Zodiac Killer, and my heart stopped.
He believes he is the son of the Zodiac.