Galatea (2023) Movie Script

1
[thunder rolling]
["On Top"
by Scratchy Blanket playing]
Sometimes you're not
You're not on top
Which one of my friends
Is next
It always ends up
Being the best
Please hold on
Please stay here
And when all is
Said and done
-[Kim gasps]
You'll end up,
End up being the one
-I tried knocking
but the music was rather loud.
Who made it
-It helps me wake up.
You made it--
[music stops]
It's nice to see you again.
What are you doing here?
Oh, I'm sure
you could guess.
Imagine my surprise
when I heard Kim Forrest
had moved back to campus.
-Well, it turns out
it's hard to just
jaunt around this world
without money,
and I read somewhere
that the best way to make money
was to get a good job,
and the best way
to get a good job
was to enroll in university.
-Mm. Maybe you shouldn't have
left in the first place.
-I'm learning.
-I do like the new hair.
-Thank you.
Felt a bit more me.
Are you looking for something?
-I'm looking for Jesse.
Because last I heard,
Jesse was looking for you.
-I'm not sure
I can help you.
[chair thuds]
-Maybe you can try.
Maybe I can finally hear
the full story
of what happened
between you two.
-I'm not sure
what I could tell you
that you don't already know.
-Then let's be redundant.
-Where do you
want me to start?
-I don't even know
how you two met.
-[Kim] Lisa!
-[brakes screech]
[box clatters]
-A rather violent
first impression,
by the sound of it.
-Certainly was unexpected.
-How fitting.
["Flamingo" by Rob Cantor]
[upbeat music plays]
I feel like I might die
A very happy man
I feel like I can fly
But I don't think I am
I feel like I'm a shy
Enormous pink flamingo man
Flamingo
Flamingo
Time is passing by
So don't lead me around
One leg in the sky
And one stuck on the ground
Floating--
-[brakes screech]
-[music stops]
[box clattering]
["Flamingo"
by Rob Cantor continues]
[upbeat music plays]
[computer sounds]
Se entrar con eres
Y nunca arriba
Y nunca se [bebe/debe]
Aqui est con nada decir
Tus hermanos y malos,
Si quieren no ir
Sueos hacen allegro
Flamingo, rosa y negro
La, la, la, la-la-la-la-
La-la-la-la-la-la-la -la
Flamingo
La, la, la, la-la-la-la-la-
La-la-la-la-la-la -la
[Kim] [muttering]
Lots of strange critters
around this year.
Lots of strange critters--
-What?
-What?
-[professor] AX squared
-Did you say something?
[professor] plus BX plus C
-Huh.
[professor] equals zero.
-If X represents
[muffled chatter in background]
[music growing in background]
[muffled singing growing louder]
[Jesse] Oh it's suspicious
You know she's on our side
Cause she wears
The colors of the sky
Oh she kills witches
You'd know why if you
Looked into her moon eyes
Oh it's suspicious
You know she's on our side
Cause she wears
The colors of the sky
Oh she kills witches
You'd know why if you
Looked into her moon eyes
You'd know why if you looked
Into her moon eyes
You'd know why if you
Looked into her moon eyes
[Crowe] [muffled]
Want to try that one again?
[Jesse] [muffled]
Yeah, I just feel like
we should say something
before we start playing.
[Crowe] [muffled]
How about: "Hey, everybody,
get ready to listen to music!"
[Jesse] No, nothing
that expositional.
Maybe just, you know, introduce
ourselves and our band.
[Crowe] That's not expositional?
[Jesse] Yeah. Maybe "literal"
would be a better word choice.
Here, like this.
[into mic] Good evening.
We are Brainless
Heartless Cowards.
[Crowe] And that's also
the name of the band!
[Jesse] Are you-- are you
really going to say that?
[Crowe] At the show
that doesn't exist?
Maybe. Or you could.
It's a good joke.
[Jesse] Yeah. Maybe we should
just change the name of the band
to that while we're at it.
"A Good Joke."
[Galatea's electronic vocals]
-She likes the name
and so do I.
[Crowe] I don't not
like our name.
I just think people
may like us better
if we start with a joke.
[Jesse] Yeah, well,
I'd like people
to like us better
for our music.
[Crowe] I'm only saying
there's nothing wrong
with a little levity.
-I'm just saying
there's nothing wrong
with taking things seriously.
[Crowe] I thought
we do this for fun.
-We do! Ugh. This is--
you're supposed to rehearse
like it's the real thing.
[Crowe] The real thing
in this case being
our non-existent show?
-I'll try the joke.
[Crowe] What is it?
-Can I help you?
-Uh, sorry.
I just, I heard the music
and I was just, um
[Crowe] Well, come on in then.
The acoustics are better
in here than the hallway.
-[scoffs] Is that okay?
-[Crowe beeps]
You don't need his permission!
This is my lab
as much as it is his.
-Okay. That's
not even close to true.
It's my lab. It's my lab.
-I'm sorry, I [chuckles]
I really didn't mean
to interrupt.
-Hey, I've I've seen you
before, haven't I?
You tried to run me over
with your car.
-No, no, no, that was--
that was my roommate, Lisa.
Not me. I'm Kimberly.
Um, Kim.
[Crowe] Well, welcome
to our lab, Kimberly Kim.
Apologies for the mess.
Had I more dexterity,
I'd clean this place myself.
I am Crowe,
and my less charming
bandmate here is Jesse.
[Kim] Crow like the bird?
[Jesse] No, Crowe with an E.
-Oh, like Russell Crowe.
-Nothing like Russell Crowe.
-[Crowe] Exactly.
-So what do you do,
Crowe-like-Russell-Crowe?
[Crowe] My initial design
purpose was therapeutic.
But now I mostly
just make jokes.
And play keys.
-[a few notes played]
-Right. You guys are a band.
Um, Brains and Something?
[Jesse] Brainless
Heartless Cowards.
-That's humble.
[Jesse]
It's a Wizard of Oz reference.
Because, you know,
the Scarecrow needs a brain.
-Right. No, yeah, I-- I got it.
-Anyways,
I thought it fit, so
-Yeah. No, I like it.
Um, what kind of music
do you guys play?
[Crowe] The loud kind.
-We write our own stuff.
We are originals,
so I don't really know
what style to call it.
[Crowe] Professionals
would call it loud.
-I am about two witty quips
from unplugging you, Crowe.
[Crowe] I run on batteries.
-No, you don't.
-Like I said, um,
I didn't mean to interrupt.
[Jesse] Don't worry about it.
I should get back to work.
-I gotta get me one of these.
-Do you sing?
-No, not where anybody
can hear me. [chuckles]
-A mic might be,
uh, counterproductive.
-Yeah, uh, actually
I'm a voice actor.
-Really? Oh, I-- I--
I'm surprised that you'd be
self-conscious
about your voice then.
-Oh, just my singing voice.
My speaking--
my acting voice is fine.
[Crowe] I'm sure
your singing voice is fine too.
-Thanks, Russell Crowe.
[Jesse] Just Crowe.
-Thanks, Just Crowe.
-Ever done a voice
in a video game?
-Not yet.
-Would you like to?
-[chuckles] I mean, yeah.
Do you make video games?
-I do a lot of things.
-That's fortuitous.
It means like, uh--
-I know.
I know what fortuitous means.
I'll share if you share.
-Okay. [chuckles]
I'll be impulsive.
-I'll take a look
at your stuff.
And I'll let you know
if I have anything for you.
-Okay.
-[Crowe beeping]
He'll grow on you.
It was nice to meet you,
Kimberly Kim.
-[chuckles] Just Kim
is fine, Just Crowe.
[note played]
[electronic droning]
[Kim's voice] Voice acting.
Voice. Voice. Voice.
[keyboard clacking]
[Lisa] I don't get it.
-What don't you get?
-It looks like you're just
wandering around aimlessly.
-And?
-I don't get it.
What's the point?
-I think that is the point.
There's like a whole world
to discover in here.
[Lisa] There's a whole world
to discover out here too.
-Yeah, well,
for what it's worth,
so far I like this one better.
[Lisa] You always say that.
[clothing hanger thuds]
-[scoffs]
I always say that about what?
[Lisa] You're always talking
about fantasy lands
and the rain on Saturn
or whatever.
-It rains diamonds
on Saturn.
That doesn't sound
amazing to you?
[Lisa] It sounds like
it would hurt.
Stick around on Earth
for a minute
and see what it has to offer,
will you?
Because I tell you what:
I have got a good feeling
about weird helmet guy.
-Oh, do you?
[Lisa] I do.
You don't seem to
instinctually hate him
like you normally do.
-I hate everyone.
-But you don't hate me.
[Kim] I hate you least.
-Aww. Stop it.
-There's no voices though.
-Huh?
[Kim] In this game,
there's no voice acting.
I looked him up online.
He released a bunch of games
and so far, none of them
have voice acting.
-And? Good?
-No.
And if he doesn't use
voice acting,
then why is he
so interested in mine?
[birds chirping]
[ukulele playing]
-They told me
I lost my mind today
I couldn't find it
I looked everywhere
In every place
-Odd spot for buskin',
isn't it?
-Oh, I'm not busking,
I'm writing.
-Oh. Songwriter eh?
I thought your type
wrote in dank basements
and modern coffee shops.
What brings you to
the great outdoors?
-Change of scenery.
I just sit in a dark room
all day.
-Aye, open air.
I guess that fancy headgear
helps keep the sun
out your eye, eh?
Are you, perchance,
familiar with any folk tunes?
-Like what?
-I dunno.
"Dumbarton's Drums" perhaps?
Old favorite of mine.
I never learned the guitar
myself
but I used to sing it
to my daughter
to help her sleep
when she was little.
Dumbarton's drums
They sound sae bonnie
And they remind me
O' my Jeannie
-Mm-hm.
-You don't believe me?
-What?
-You don't believe
I have a daughter?
-What?
-Don't believe that a
foreigner like me deserves the--
the God-given right
to procreation?
-W-- what?
-You damn Americans
are so arrogant
with your judgmental ridicule
and your stupid headgear!
She's real, I tell you!
You daft bastard.
Who are you to say what I can
and can't do with my life?
Bah! Mute, are we now,
you King Arthur-looking shite?
What good are ya, anyway?
[guitar notes played]
-Dumbarton's drums
They sound so bonnie
And they remind me
O' my Jeannie
Such fond
[over computer speaker]
Delight can steal upon me
[Galatea] This is different.
-Do you like it?
[Galatea] I think so.
I've never heard one like it.
-When Jeannie kneels
And kisses me
-It's called a folk song.
They often hold some sort of
cultural significance.
The type of thing
that this man will teach his son
and his son will teach
his son and so on.
[Galatea] Did your father
teach you a song
that you will one day
teach to your son?
-The hour of pleasure
-Um, I'm afraid not.
-A song of love
That knows no measure
[Galatea] Then perhaps
we should learn this one
so you have a song of cultural
significance to pass down.
When Jeannie sings
Her song to me
[Jesse] Yeah. I-- I don't know
who or what Dumbarton is.
-It's a town in Scotland.
[keyboard clacks]
-You ever
heard of knocking, Doc?
-I did,
and the door swung open.
-How hard do you knock?
-I also have a key.
Who were you speaking with
just now?
-I was testing out
a program's reaction
to conversational stimuli.
-It's good to see you working.
I usually describe your office
as unkempt, but this
-Are you here to tell me
to clean my room?
-I'm here to inform you
that you owe rent.
-I must have missed the part
where you became my landlord.
-And you might have
also missed the part
where you don't own
the room you live in.
I criticize the mess
because it isn't yours, Jesse.
You live in and work out of
university property.
[Jesse] I'm aware.
-Are you aware
that you're missing deadlines?
Ignoring emails?
Failing to return
my phone calls?
Jesse, I only have so much
goodwill with the university
and it is quickly running out.
You cannot keep skipping
progress reports.
You cannot keep ignoring me.
And you cannot be stealing
university property
for your own
hobbyist interests.
-I am making progress.
-But not progress reports.
I can't just take
your word for it, son.
I-- I'm not the one
you have to convince.
You were scheduled to present
before the entire R&D team
at the end of this month.
I've pushed it back
to the end of next month.
I've tried to give you
as much space as I can.
I want you working
at your own pace on this.
But if you're going to be
squatting here,
I do need you working.
Before long, it's not
going to be up to me. Okay?
How are you out--
outside of work?
-Um there really isn't much
outside of work these days.
-I'm sorry to hear that.
-I'll be at the thing, Doc.
[keyboard clacking]
-Oh, Dr. Mooney!
[chuckles] Uh, sorry.
Kim. Kim Forrest.
You taught my engineering
101 class
the first year
I transferred here.
-My apologies, Miss Forrest.
It's a pleasure
to re-make your acquaintance.
-[chuckles] No worries!
So are you Jesse's
-His what?
-His anything?
-He works
for the university.
I suppose you could
call me his supervisor.
And you?
-And me what?
-Are you his "anything"?
-I'm a friend.
-I'm glad he has friends.
[footsteps receding]
[Kim] So, Crowe.
What exactly are you?
-He's an early prototype
for the project
that we're going to be
working on.
-I thought I was helping you
with a video game.
[Jesse] Sort of.
Um, we'll get there.
I-- I keep him on just to see
how his artificial intelligence
grows over time.
[Crowe] And because
I'm fabulous company.
-Um, isn't
artificial intelligence
how the robots learn
to kill us in the movies?
[Crowe] Yes. But I lack
the malice to do so.
[Jesse] And the ability
to climb stairs.
Uh, you can sit, Kim.
Coffee?
-Oh, yeah! Thanks.
-So I actually
asked you here
to see if you could help
with the main project
I'm working on
for the university.
Uh, I can-- I can try to explain
it to you if you want or--
or you can just take my word
for what I need your help with.
-No, go ahead.
Try to explain it.
-Great. So, um,
I specialize in developing
algorithmic
conversational protocols.
Okay, look. I'll admit,
I'm bad at this.
-Talking to girls?
-Talking to anyone,
really.
Um, and from here on out,
if you could just
ring the bell
anytime I switch into
technobabble
so I can make
a conscious effort
to switch back to
colloquial English.
-Good.
-Cool.
So, yeah, I developed
conversational algorithms
through extensive sampling
of, you know,
real-life conversations--
-[bell dings]
-I, uh, I talked to
people online a lot.
And I kept the transcripts
so that I could teach
a program
how to hold a conversation
like a human.
-Talked to people where?
[Jesse] Oh, loads of places.
You know, like,
I tried dating sites.
[beeps and static]
[Crowe] That kind of rhymed.
-Girls like poetry.
[Crowe] Are you sure?
[Jesse] [voice-over]
I tried those chat sites
that match you
with a random stranger.
[Crowe] Dick.
-Dick.
[Crowe] This website is
full of lonely genitalia.
Oh! Oh!
[Jesse] I tried to go with--
-[bell dings]
What didn't make sense?
-Nothing.
You were just rambling.
-[Jesse] Sorry.
-What about real life?
-What about it?
-Did you have any of these
conversations in real life?
-Oh, well,
real life doesn't have
downloadable transcripts, so.
[Crowe] He's trying to say
humans are boring.
-No, I well
-None of this
sounds like video games.
-Oh, yeah.
Getting to that.
Video games, some of them
have basic AI functionality,
able to respond to
the variable input
within the parameters
of the game.
So I use that type of
programming
as the basis for this.
University's pet project.
A physical mechanical brain
able to replicate
electro neurological signals
with code.
-Um, this or that?
-A-- All this is that.
-Got it.
[bell dings]
-Let's try, uh, a metaphor.
You do voice acting?
Do you know the difference
between an MP3 and a WAV file?
-They're both
music files, right?
[Jesse] Yeah, well,
audio formats.
But yeah. So if you were to
play the same song
on your laptop
in both MP3 and WAV,
you wouldn't be able to
hear the difference.
Because the difference
isn't in the content,
it's in how it's packaged.
-Uh, can you tell
the difference?
-I-- I mean, I--
I know what to listen for.
[Kim] Okay, well--
-Your brain creates
memories and everything else
through impulse signals
from cells called neurons,
like little jolts of electricity
to make the brain work.
So the neurons are the wave.
This brain copies them as MP3s.
[bell dings]
-That was as simple
as I could put it.
-Oh, no, I-- I understood.
Just where do I fit
into all of this?
-Well, [sighs]
the technology isn't perfect.
It's functional.
But a brain on its own
has no sensory input.
I-- I have to give emotional
stimuli for it to work off of.
Feelings.
She has the capacity
for feelings,
she just hasn't experienced any.
-And you want me to ?
-I want you to
simulate those emotions.
-How?
-I'll hook you up to the brain.
And then we'll basically
record your feelings,
like recording music.
And then my program
will take those feelings,
break them down
to their base elements,
and then Galatea can use them
to simulate her own emotions.
-What kind of name
is Galatea?
-Uh, a Greek one?
A-- a-- are you--
are you here with me?
-[scoffs] Uh okay.
Um, so what exactly do you do
with the first fully functioning
artificial brain
that has a Greek name
and needs help simulating
her feelings?
-Well, at the moment,
she's my drummer.
-What?
-She's the drummer
in my band.
-[Crowe] Our band!
-Our band.
-[scoffs]
-I know this is a lot.
Uh, I know that you came
expecting voice acting,
but, um
[computer ticking and beep
sounds]
I don't really have anyone else
I can ask for help with this.
-Okay.
[chuckles]
This isn't gonna give me cancer
or anything at all, will it?
-Probably not.
-Probably not?!
-I mean, I didn't think
to test for it.
It's highly unlikely.
-[Kim scoffs]
Dude. Just say no.
-[Jesse] To what?
-Never mind.
[device powering up]
-Whoa.
Is that my head?
[light flickering]
-The whole mapping operation
takes a lot of processing power
so we'll have to do it
in simple increments.
We can try to do a single,
you know,
emotional state at a time
to make it easier.
-Um, I should
probably warn you,
I'm not really
the emotional type.
-Really?
But you're a girl.
[chuckles] Oh.
Um, can we just pretend
like I never said that?
-[chuckles] So, um,
how are we going about this?
-Despite my lengthy
intellectual rambles,
I actually want to start
simple and positive.
So I was thinking
we could watch cartoons.
Do you like cartoons?
[Lisa] You love cartoons!
-I know I do. I just didn't know
how he knew I did.
-Everyone likes cartoons.
Wait, why were you
watching cartoons?
-Because it's
simple and positive.
Just get to sit back
and enjoy myself.
You know what's ironic?
I always thought of that
as shutting off my brain.
-Do I get to say
I told you so?
-You and your feelings.
[Galatea] This is amazing.
What is this?
[Jesse] It's never really
just one thing.
We watched cartoons.
So in there,
you should feel happiness,
amusement, humor, and maybe--
maybe some other things.
I-- I-- I can't really tell.
But all positive, I hope.
[Galatea] This is incredible.
I want more of this.
I want to feel all of them.
Every feeling, forever.
-Don't get ahead of yourself.
Not all feelings are good.
[Galatea]
Which is the strongest?
-I'd say grief.
Yeah, I think grief
is the strongest feeling.
[Galatea] Is that a positive
or a negative one?
[Jesse] Negative.
Yeah, but it's only strongest
because it comes from
the strongest positive feeling.
[Galatea] Which is?
-Love, I think.
At least that's what
every movie and book
has ever tried
to convince me of.
[Crowe] I'd always estimated
the strongest to be hunger.
Is hunger an emotion?
-Depends on
how hungry you are.
[Galatea] Tell me of love.
-Uh, where to start?
It's like how people
see things the same way
and want the same things
but want to share them
with each other.
It's like how music can--
can bring even strangers
together in a shared moment.
Love is like
a constant stream of that.
And grief is the strongest
because it stems
from losing all that.
[Galatea] Grief sounds
complicated.
-It makes you brave.
It numbs you out one minute;
the next,
you feel everything wildly,
and it hurts
more than anything.
But I do really believe
that's because of love.
[Galatea] Do you love me, Jesse?
-Uh, we're still getting
to know each other, Galatea.
Forming a connection.
[Galatea] You created me,
and yet you do not know me?
-I-- I know how you are built.
But I-- I don't know you.
And that's--
that's the best part about you.
[Galatea] Do I love you?
-[laughs]
I can't answer that.
[Galatea]
Well, how would I know?
[Jesse] "When you know,
you just know."
My mom apparently
used to say that.
[Galatea] I very much wish
to know, Jesse.
Could you have Kimberly
simulate love for me?
-It's more
complicated than that.
I don't think I could.
[Galatea] Does she not love you?
-Well, I, uh there's
a lot-- I-- I don't--
[Crowe] You seem to be
short-circuiting.
Can humans short-circuit?
-I don't know
if she even likes me,
much less loves me.
True friends do things
and say things
they don't do and say
with other people.
Like, tell each other secrets.
We're definitely not there yet.
Uh, it takes time to
get to know someone, Galatea.
[Galatea]
Then something else strong.
Something stronger
than I've felt yet.
Maybe a negative emotion?
-You want
something that hurts?
[Galatea]
I want to feel everything.
Wildly.
[soft music playing]
-Jesse?
The uh, the door is open.
-[Crowe beeps]
Hello, Kimberly.
[Galatea] Hi, there.
-Hi. Galatea?
[Galatea] Yes. Who are you?
-I'm Kim.
[Galatea] You sound
just like me, Kim.
Are you the Kim
who provides my feelings?
-I guess I am.
[Galatea] Do you know
why Jesse chose you?
-Is there a specific reason?
[Galatea] I'm certain
there must be.
-Well, you'd
have to ask him that.
Where is he?
[Crowe] A store.
He should be back momentarily.
[beeps]
I am a prophet.
-You're early.
[Crowe] You're late.
-You're right.
Um, so you two met.
-Yeah.
Why does she sound like me?
[Crowe] I wonder
if she fantasizes
about being able to
do that to you.
-What, power me down?
[Crowe]
Your lack of an off switch
is a supreme design oversight.
-You didn't
answer my question.
-Sorry. I'm--
I'm just trying to figure out
a way to explain it.
[Kim] Well, start in English,
because I don't know
where you put the bell.
-So, uh, I felt bad not
utilizing your voice talents,
so I took bits from
conversations we've had in here,
used them as a basis
for a phoneme sample.
[bell dings]
[Crowe] I found the bell.
-I was going
to explain anyways.
Um, think of it like colors.
When you have
the primary colors,
you can make any color.
So, um, phonemes are
the primary colors of language;
so just like how Galatea
uses your emotions
for the basis of her own,
she does the same with
recordings of your voice.
-So you've been
recording my voice?
-Well, the mic was recording
the last time you were in here.
And you have a demo reel online.
-Right.
[clears throat] Got it.
Trippy.
-What?
-Uh, talking to myself.
Or, not me, I guess.
I don't know.
Uh, it's weird.
Uh, can we move on?
Cartoons again today?
-Well, actually, um
I wanted to try
something different.
[Kim] Like what?
-Well, uh,
if it's okay with you,
I wanted to try
something tougher.
Something sad.
-You're going to have me
watch one of those
Sarah McLaughlin puppy
commercials, aren't you?
-No. I I was hoping you'd share
a sad moment or story.
Something from your life.
-It sounds personal.
-Well, ideally.
[Kim] How about you first?
-What?
-Share something sad
with me.
You share, I share.
-Why?
-Because you have a computer
that can scan my brain
and I can barely see your eyes
half the time.
You're getting to know me
pretty well
and I want some reciprocity.
It means like when you--
-No, no. I know-- I know
what reciprocity means.
It's just that-- yeah. Yeah.
No, that-- yeah.
That's fair.
-Just do whatever
you want me to do, you know.
Think of a sad memory.
Overshare.
-Well, my mom died
when I was, uh, eight.
And-- well, my second mom.
Well, my biological mom
died giving birth to me.
Not that I remember any of that.
And then my mom and dad
adopted me as an infant.
And then my mom died
of an aneurysm.
Totally random.
-I'm sorry.
-It's fine. It was--
it was a long time ago.
-Tell me about her.
-She used to read us
Wizard of Oz
every night before bed.
She told me it was her favorite
because she loved fairy tales,
but she also loved America.
And Oz was America's first
and most proper fairy tale.
Every Halloween, we, my family,
we'd dress up like
some combination
of Oz characters
based on what we were into
that year.
When I started
taking guitar lessons,
that year, I was
the Rockstar Tin Man.
My brother, he got really into
knights and dragons and such.
And the next thing you know,
I've got a cool helmet,
and the Scarecrow and Tin Man
were valiant knights of Oz.
At six, I decided
pink was my favorite color.
And
-[chuckles]
Was your dad the Wizard?
-My dad
was the Cowardly Lion.
He and my mom actually met
at a costume party.
And he was there as a lion.
Like, like, like just a lion.
It was, um, some joke
between him and his coworkers.
And my mom, she, well
[Kim] [giggles]
They look so young.
-Yeah. They're both younger
in this photo than I am now.
My dad got old real fast
after my mom died.
-And your brother?
-He grew up too fast too.
Dad retreated into himself.
Never really came back.
And then, Miles, my--
my brother,
he used to joke
that it was a biological trait,
so I should be fine.
I think Miles thought
he had to be the dad after that.
Anyways, your turn.
-Uh, well, I-- I didn't
have a dad, to begin with.
[Jesse] What-- what happened?
-I had two moms.
Yeah. Back in high school,
I was a theater rat.
There was this, this girl,
this gorgeous,
funny, outgoing girl
and she was everything
I wanted to be.
I mean, I at least
wanted to be her friend,
and I thought that she
wanted to be my friend too.
But the more
that I got to know her,
and I didn't get this
at the time,
but looking back, I could,
I could see that she was trying
to take advantage of me.
She'd say these things that
they sounded like compliments
but they were actually
like backhanded insults.
And she made me, I mean,
I guess she couldn't have
made me do anything,
but I guess I let her
make me do things.
I quit theater,
even though I loved it
so that I could be
more available for her.
There was this boy
that I liked but I didn't date
because she'd seen him first.
I drank when I didn't want to.
I tried I tried
all sorts of things.
She ran with this group.
And some days, they'd lock me
in the janitor's closet
and I know that sounds like
the most clich-sounding thing
but it-- it really got to me.
I'd sit there alone in the dark
with all the things that she
and her friends would say
just rattling around
in my head on repeat.
You know, what they say is true.
You hear something enough
and you start to
actually believe it.
Eventually one of her friends
found out about my two moms,
which wasn't a normal thing
in my town,
and she used it as an excuse
to break off
our fake friendship.
Only time
that I was actually thankful
for someone ditching me
and I'm pretty used
to being ditched.
[exhales]
In the end, it was a good thing.
She and her friends graduated
and it died down.
Senior year, I rejoined theater
and, uh, yeah.
[melancholy music plays]
[cries]
[melancholy music continues]
-I'm sorry.
-[sniffles] It's okay.
This story has a happy ending.
She went off to college
and she learned a lot
about herself.
Realized what a horrible person
she'd been.
Realized that she
actually liked girls
and had been just
repressing and projecting.
Social pressure, right?
[sniffles]
She committed to doing
everything she could to fix it.
And she did.
-Uh, you guys
are in touch?
-Yeah, her name is Lisa.
And she's my roommate.
When I transferred here,
we were assigned together
and she basically became
my big sister.
-Um, I-- I don't think
I could trust anyone
after they treated me that way.
-No. We were
we were idiot kids
and she was like
really confused.
It's not always perfect,.
but she's a completely
different person now.
-Still.
-[chuckles]
You planned to make me cry?
-Just wanted to be ready
in case you lied about
not being emotional.
-[giggles] [sniffs]
-In science or not,
I'm-- I'm sorry about
making you relive all that.
-It's okay.
It's the past.
I mean, looking back on
how much we've grown,
it's the good kind of sad.
You know, if--
if you feel that bad,
you can, you can try
to make it up to me.
-H-- how?
-I like ice cream and coffee.
Or movies. Or like--
-Or-- or you can
join my band.
-What?
-Do you want
to join my band?
-Sure.
-Great!
Uh what instruments do you
play?
-Oh, uh, absolutely nothing.
What is the easiest instrument
in the world to learn?
[lively music playing]
-[chewing] Nice.
-Am I boring you?
-On the contrary,
I appreciate fastidiousness
"Brainless Heartless Cowards."
[cymbal clanks]
[birds chirping]
[Galatea]
What do I look like to you?
-Uh, considering you
don't have sight the way I do,
I'm not quite sure
how to explain it to you.
[Galatea] You misunderstand.
Conceptually, I comprehend
what you've explained to me.
You exist in physical space,
while I am a program
without form.
But my formless being
is contained in a device
that does not appear human.
-Right.
[Galatea] So my question is,
when you communicate
with someone through a device
like a computer, do they
look like a computer?
Or do you conceptualize
a vision of them in your head
the way I do, even though
you cannot see them?
-As a matter of fact, yes.
[Galatea] Tell me.
Help me visualize.
-When I'm talking
to someone online,
they often have a picture
next to their name.
I just take that face
and I imagine
that I'm talking to them
instead of typing.
[Galatea] And me?
-I picture you
similar to Kim.
You have her voice.
I can't help it.
[Galatea] Yes, I remember.
So in your head, I am Kim?
How much of me is my own?
-No.
You're a different person.
Completely different.
You ready for this?
This is a sad memory.
It might hurt.
[Galatea] I do not know
what hurt is.
-That's why
I'm warning you.
[Galatea] I'm ready.
[overwhelmed gasps]
[intense music playing]
[heart beating]
[Lisa and friends]
[laughing maniacally]
-I'm sorry.
-[sniffles]
-Not fun, is it?
[Galatea] Yes, up until the end.
-What do you mean?
[Galatea] The last part,
after the sadness,
there was something.
It was the strongest and
strangest thing I've felt yet.
It hurt, yet I felt
safe and comforted.
It was as if, as if everything
I'd just felt was okay now.
A good kind of sadness.
What was that?
-I think what you're describing
is called bittersweet.
[Galatea] Bittersweet
bittersweet
is my favorite feeling.
What causes bittersweet?
-That, um
well, in this case,
um, it was me.
I tried to comfort her,
um, well, you, and yeah.
Some emotions like that are
they come easiest between
two people sharing a moment.
[Galatea] I have every desire to
share moments with you, Jesse.
Can that be next, please?
-What, me sharing
things with Kim?
[Galatea] Yes.
Show her your life,
and we will see how
that makes me feel.
[car honking]
[footsteps]
-This isn't band practice.
[chuckles]
-No. I-- I thought
that we could kill a few hours
and I wanted to
show you something.
Tada!
I-- I figured
that there was a good chance
you never saw it in theaters.
-I've never seen it, period.
-Really?
You reference it constantly.
-I reference the book.
I've never seen the remake.
-What remake?
- The Wizard of Oz
is a remake.
-You're kidding.
-The original
adaptation of the novel
was a 1925 silent film
written by and starring
Larry Semon,
notable for the--
-[spurts chuckle]
-Yes, that's
his real name.
-I'm sorry.
I'm a child sometimes.
-Notable for the fact
that in this version,
the Lion, the Scarecrow
and the Tin Man
aren't actually a Lion,
Scarecrow, or a Tin Man.
They are disguising disguises.
Also, the Tin Man is a villain
and it's terrible.
-It's terrible
that the Tin Man's a villain
or the movie was terrible?
-Well, the Tin Man
is my favorite, so both.
-Hm. That does sound terrible.
-It is.
And as for the remake, yes.
I've somehow managed
to never see it.
[distant motorcycle engine
revving]
-So this is like
a way more special occasion
than I even intended?
-Looks like.
-Well, put on
your ruby slippers,
and let us journey
somewhere over the rainbow!
-Yeah.
-No. It's in
You know what? You know what?
You're gonna see it in a minute.
Let's go.
-You're mocking me.
-[laughing]
Why would I do that?
If you've never seen
The Wizard of Oz ,
how would you know where
"Somewhere Over the Rainbow"
came from?
-Because I'm a functioning
member of society.
Because-- because of
Carl Jung's theory
of the collective unconscious.
Because-- because apparently
everyone else already knew!
-No, really. Okay,
I'm not making fun of you.
-Uh-huh.
-I'm just--
I'm just so glad
the mystery is solved.
-Do you know
how high my IQ is?
Do you know hard it is
to make me feel stupid?
Where the hell are my keys?
[door opens, thuds]
[Crowe] Band practice?
-Band practice.
-What am I playing?
[beeping and other computer
noises]
Hey.
[beeping]
-[into mic] Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.
We are Brainless
Heartless Cowards.
And that's also the name
of our band.
Hit it.
["At Least I Have Each Other" by
Bryce Arthur musical instrument]
-No, no, uh.
One, two, three. Hit.
One, two, three. Hit.
One, two, three. Hit.
[full band on "At Least I Have
Each Other" by Bryce Arthur]
-Hey
Hey
[siren blaring]
-You made this?
-Yeah. You like it?
-I love old-style
video games.
You should make
more games like this.
[video game beeps]
-They told me
I lost my mind today
I couldn't find it
And I looked everywhere
In every place
[Galatea]
What's this feeling called?
-Video games.
[Galatea] That is not a feeling.
-I know.
insane
-I might be psycho
I might be
A manic-depressive
But I got my pills
I got my antidepressant
To balance me out
With bipolar disorder
-Ah, she's going with
the Najdorf variation.
-That's not a real word.
Stop trying to sound smart.
-I love the strange critters
around me, Park.
-Uh, so it's not
my best work.
-That didn't even
sound like you.
Ho-- how do you do that?
-[chuckles]
[Galatea] And this?
-This is how she feels
sharing her life with me.
[Galatea] It's wonderful, Jesse.
I love this.
- to balance me out
With bipolar disorder
And I might be schizophrenic
But at least
I have each other
-So
-Are we getting
personal again today?
-Yes.
Tell me about your first kiss.
-You first.
-Uh, my answer
is irrelevant.
Yours is for science.
-Wait.
-No.
-Have you--
-It doesn't--
it doesn't matter.
-Aww!
-No. Ah.
Just, uh shut up.
[Galatea] I have
the strangest compulsion
to laugh at your expense.
What is this one?
-It's nothing.
It's absolutely nothing.
-I might be psych
I might be manic-depressive
But I got my pills
I got my antidepressant
To balance me out
With bipolar disorder
-No, any film.
Literally, any film can have
a dark gritty reboot.
- Lion King .
-Live action. Realistic blood,
gore, and animal hierarchy.
- Forrest Gump .
-Just remake Speed ,
but strap the bomb
to Forrest instead.
-[chuckles]
Footloose .
-All female leads,
set in Pakistan.
-[bursting out laughing]
Holy shit.
At least I have each othe
I might be psycho
I might be
A manic-depressive
But I got my pills
I got my antidepressant
-I don't know what's worse,
this movie or this
To balance me out
With bipolar disorder
is this supposed to be wine?
I might be schizophrenic
-A toast.
To the real Tin Man
and the Oz we all know!
-[chuckles]
[Galatea] What is a toast?
-Oh, you raise a glass
and say something profound.
-[Galatea] Why?
-I might be schizophrenic
But at least
I have each other
-You know,
I honestly have no idea.
-Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes!
Yes! In your face!
In your helmet!
In your helmet face!
-But at least
I have each other
-[through megaphone]
contemptuous bumfloss
that stole my instruments,
I just want you to know
you are not just my enemy,
you are an enemy of art itself.
I bet you think
you're hilarious
walking there
ignoring my problems.
-So does the view
of this decrepit building
help you write or something?
-Not particularly.
-Then why are we here?
-You asked,
do I ever leave the lab
and I told you, you know
for a fact that I do.
And you said,
besides hanging out with you,
and I said, "Yeah--"
-Hey!
[birds chirping]
-This is my daughter.
-I'm his daughter!
-I helped make this child with
me own seed and she is real!
-He's ma daddy! We share DNA!
-Bet ya feel real stupid now,
you cheeky twat!
I told you I had a daughter!
-DNA stands
for deoxyribonucleic acid
and ours have the same
genetic markers!
-You see?
You see how smart she is?
My girl this is!
-He has a legal
parental obligation
to me every other weekend!
Twat!
[birds chirping]
-I like your hat.
-Thanks. I like your hat.
[car engine starts]
-So what are these?
B sides? Lost tracks?
Special editions?
-These are old recordings
I'm only letting you listen to
because you said you need
something special
to test the mobile rig on.
-Lost B sides then.
-Um
they're pretty bad.
-I will be the judge
of that.
[button clicks]
["For the Masses" by
Meeting of Important People]
-I like this.
[Miles] It's not like
Your wildest dreams
I mentioned all the green
-Who's that singing?
-It's my brother, Miles.
-Or the face of seventeen
The original incarnation of
the Brainless Heartless Cowards
was the two of us.
It's not like
A garden scene
-Yeah, I've heard you
mention him, but
you never really
talk about him.
-Our faces through the steam
-For the same reason
I don't talk about my mom much.
-Applies a vacancy
It's not like there's
Greener grasses
-I'm sorry.
When did he
-There's greener grasses
There's greener grasses
-About a year and a half ago.
-Yeah this one
Is for the masses
-Give-- give or take a month.
-Is for the masses
-And twelve days.
-Is for the masses
-Was he sick?
Like your mom?
-No don't don't don't don't
No we don't
Don't don't don't
-No, he he, um
[]
It's not like
The first of spring
A never ending plane
-Come on.
Where we'll all go
On the wing
It's not like
The front row seat
A staff that's up to speed
Or a healthy dowry
Yeah this one's
For greener grasses
For greener grasses
For greener grasses
Yeah this one
Is for the masses
Is for the masses
Is for the masses
Yeah this one's
For greener grasses
For greener grasses
For greener grasses
[song plays on tape]
[Galatea] I feel like I want to
do something about this.
[Jesse] You're feeling
the music. You want to dance.
[Galatea] Yes! I want to dance!
How do I dance?
[song plays on tape]
[Jesse] It's just kind of
a natural thing.
You just do it.
You're breaking glasses
You're breaking glasses
[Galatea] Am I dancing?
[Jesse] I mean, you can't
really dance without a body.
-Yeah this one
Is for the masses
[Galatea] There are
many things I cannot do
without a body, aren't there?
[Jesse] Honestly, yeah.
[Galatea] So much of me
is not my own.
I hear music, and it evokes
a feeling I cannot express
because I cannot dance.
I think now there are
other feelings I cannot express
without the ability to express.
When you feel extreme sadness,
what do you do?
-You cry.
[Galatea] And love?
What is the thing like dancing,
or like crying,
the thing you do by feeling it?
-I suppose, uh physicality.
You touch them.
You hug them.
You kiss them.
[Galatea] And these gestures,
they let the feeling out?
-Yeah.
They're hard to explain.
They're supposedly some of
the best feelings you can feel.
[Galatea] Jesse?
-Yes?
[Galatea] I very much wish
to love you, Jesse.
-Uh, what makes you say that?
[nervous chuckle]
[Galatea] I have feelings
towards you
I cannot express with words.
I desire to
to dance about them.
I have a wish
to see your happiness
even though I cannot see.
I want to be close to you
even though I cannot feel.
I wish to be that person
you sometimes speak of,
the person who accompanies you
through the adventure of life
and sees the world as you do.
I do not understand
if I am capable of loving you,
but I believe I want to.
-Another way people show
they care is by giving gifts.
I've thought about
giving you this for a while.
Maybe it can make up for
the things that you can't do
without a body.
My brother and I, [exhales]
the only thing
we didn't share was blood.
We used to talk about
going on grand adventures
like we imagined
when we were kids.
But the world
had already been explored.
So I'm working on this.
This was supposed to be
a birthday present for him.
A procedurally generated world
for us to explore.
[Galatea] I don't understand.
-Procedurally generated
means the world
is created by an algorithm.
So while I can program
things into it,
I don't know where they end up.
Which means the world's
a mystery, even to me.
I thought Miles and I
could explore it together.
It's called Emerald Planet.
When Miles died, I thought
I'd never look at it again.
But recently, I've been
working on recoding
your digital structure
to its interface.
I just didn't know what would be
the right time to try it.
[sighs]
Considering you don't have
sight,
I--I don't know how
anything looks to you.
Our brains interpret things
based on parameters
that we've already set.
So I don't know if you'll be
able to process two-
or even three-dimensional vision
but
[Galatea] It's beautiful.
I cannot move.
-Oops, sorry.
Um, it's going to take a second.
["See Through" by Mild Wild]
-Window panes lined with
Plastic water bottles
You only took a few sips
Out of them
[Galatea] Those things,
those moving things.
What are those?
-Standing guard by
The sliding glass door
[Jesse] Windmills.
[Galatea] Did you invent
windmills?
-Got some room in the garage
[Jesse] No, we have them
out here too.
[Galatea] They look to me
like the trees.
-Everything's filled
With holes
[Galatea] I am quite certain now
that I love you, Jesse.
-Everything's filled
With holes
I guess I'm see
Through too now
[Galatea] This is my new
favorite feeling.
["Say Goodnight" by Mild Wild]
-Grind your heels
Into the sheets
Grit your teeth and get
Some sleep this evening
Counting sheep
Restless feet
In a tangled heap
A cotton blend,
A mystery unwoven
Fraying at the seams
Brightest colors
Muted light
Let's say goodnight
Say goodnight
-[Crowe rotating]
[Crowe] Jesse!
[Jesse] What?
[Crowe] Oh good, you're awake.
-What, Crowe?
[Crowe] Dr. Mooney
came by yesterday.
-I was here
all day yesterday.
[Crowe] When did you last go
somewhere with Kimberly?
-Um, like two days ago, I think?
[Crowe] I've been powered off
for two days?
-Yeah. What did he want?
[Crowe] He wanted you to come
see him as soon as possible.
["Say Goodnight"
by Mild Wild continues]
[birds chirping]
-Your mother was a hamster,
and your father
smelled of elderberries!
Monty Python!
Cause the helmet.
Come on, man.
["Say Goodnight"
by Mild Wild continues]
-Broadcast to an empty screen

The viewers ask
What does it mean
Under squeaking fans
And tangled sheets unwoven
Fraying at the seams
They're muted colors
They're lacking light
Let's say goodnight
-I'm surprised
you got my message.
-You changed
the locks on my office.
-Maintenance changed
the locks on your office.
-You had maintenance
change the locks to my office.
-No, the department
chair put in a faculty request
at the maintenance office,
and the faculty department
coordinator--
-You know what I mean.
-You seem quite partial
to your old office
considering you've been
living there this past year.
Why are you suddenly
concerned for an office
you haven't used
in over a year?
-Principles?
-Do you know where I was
Tuesday afternoon?
-Is that a rhetorical question?
-It shouldn't be.
Because you were supposed
to have been with me.
I came straight from
the presentation to your lab,
but you weren't there.
According to whatever
that device I spoke with was,
you were out with a girl.
Is that why you've been
so difficult to pin down lately?
-No, no, no.
I--I see how that looks,
but no.
-Jessie.
It no longer matters
how it looks.
[exhales] Look, son.
I'm glad to see
you doing better.
Despite the poor timing,
it's good that you were out
with a girl.
It's unfortunate
that improvement
in your personal life
seems to have made
your work ethic more sloppy,
but maybe you just need to
finish the healing process
before you return to
anything resembling work.
I'm sorry, Jesse.
I should never have
pushed you into this.
I take responsibility for that.
But it's over.
You've been evicted.
You need to clean out
what's yours
and vacate university property.
-By when?
-By tomorrow.
I'm sorry
it's such short notice,
but if you'd been
any degree of reachable,
you could have had more time.
-I--I made some real progress.
-We'll be reviewing
anything you have
once the R&D team is back
from their conference next week.
Where they wanted to be
presenting your contributions
as well but I digress.
-Can--can I take
any of what I built with me?
[Dr. Mooney] Such as?
-Crowe. The, uh
the device
you spoke with.
-Was it built
with university property?
-These wretched words
Stinging and true
Could they be kinder
Maybe could you
This all in you
Sad signs and empathy
[]
Maybe I'll find her
The girl that I used to be
But until then
Can I stay over here
Dancing's a silly game
Dancing's my middle name
Just for tonight
Maybe we'll like it here
Maybe we'll disappear
Just on the corner shelves
Within ourselves
Maybe we'll try again
Find a new world to anywhere
[Kim] Lisa, how'd you get home?
-Wow.
-Is it too much?
I think it's too much.
I think I'm overdoing it.
[Lisa] Weird helmet guy
is a lucky
weird helmet guy tonight.
[Kim] He has a name.
-And that name is
Tin Head. [laughs]
You've been spending
so much time with him lately.
I feel like I never
get to see you now.
-[exhales] Yeah,
we're working on a project.
-Project. Right.
Project Pretty Dress? [chuckles]
-Isn't this what you want?
For me to get out
into the world more?
-Totally.
Yeah, I'm always
saying that, right?
Get out, get out, get out.
But, you know, sometimes I want
you to come back, you know?
-You're not making sense.
-Forget it.
High school all over again.
Pretty dress,
and you're too good for me.
-Excuse me?
-I said forget it.
Never mind. Not important.
-No! No.
You don't get to do this.
You don't get to push me
to be more like you,
more in your world,
and then turn around
and rip me for it.
That was high school.
You don't get to rewrite history
and make me the bad guy.
-Rewrite history?
You rewrite the present!
Always talking about
somewhere else, somewhere else.
You want to be somewhere else
and you think it's so cute
how you say you hate everyone,
hate the world.
Well, guess what, Kim?
It is not my world.
It is our world,
so forgive me
if sometimes I try to
push you into living here
with the rest of us.
You hate everything so much?
Run away again.
Escape like you're
always talking about.
That's what brought you here,
right?
Transferring from
one set of problems to another.
Grow up, Kim.
Kim, I
-No, you're right.
[Lisa sniffles]
-Lisa!
-Kim, wait!
[heavy footsteps receding]
[Kim] Jesse?
[devices powering up]
[technical beeping and other
clicks]
[Crowe] Hello, Kimberly.
-Someone taking a trip?
[Crowe] It appears Jessie
is being evicted.
-Just him?
[Crowe] We do not know.
I would guess so.
We are built from
university property.
Our place is here.
[Galatea] Mine isn't.
My place is with him.
The way you are able
to be with him.
-Right.
Except it sounds like
you're getting ditched too.
[cries]
I am such an idiot.
Do you think that
even for a second?
I wish I knew
what he was thinking.
I wish I knew
what I was thinking.
I wish I was the one who could
see directly into his brain.
-[Crowe rotates]
Would you like to?
[melancholy music builds]
[]
-[gasps sharply]
What is this?
[Crowe] My feelings.
And the memories Jesse gave me.
-Hey, ladies and gentlemen
of the internet--
-Are we really good to go?
-[chuckles] Um hey,
future you and me,
[chuckles]
this is the grand reunion
of Brainless Heartless Cowards!
[ukulele chords play]
-Ohhh!
-[Miles] No, no!
-[Jesse] Oh, wow.
-I don't understand.
[Crowe] Listen to his voice.
[Miles] Hope the lens
isn't cracked, buddy.
Dan will kill me if I don't
get this back in one piece.
-That's you.
That's your voice.
[Galatea] When you trust
someone, you tell them things.
Secrets you've never
told anybody else.
[Crowe] It was
my one secret to tell.
A secret I didn't know I had.
Galatea and I
found it together:
a name,
buried in my source code,
the title of my file of origin.
-Miles.
[Crowe] Yes.
-So he, what?
He digitized his brother?
[Crowe] No.
My voice was assembled
from what audio remained of him.
My neural core was built
as a prototype of Galatea's
and filled with
Jesse's memories of Miles.
But though little of me
is my own,
I am myself, not Miles.
I replaced him.
-Which I guess means
you were built to replace me.
[Galatea] And why shouldn't I?
I am you perfected.
Jesse speaks of people
who were made for each other.
Why should I
not be made for him?
A perfect partner,
save these parts of me
that are not my
own, these desires,
like this longing
to be somewhere else
that I cannot explain.
They dominate my mind,
they make me feel like
I can't stand to be alone
with my own thoughts.
Feelings of fear,
of worthlessness,
and the inability to be loved.
Why would anyone love
something like me?
-[overwhelmed sighs]
[Galatea] I have no reason
to feel these things.
-[cries]
-[Galatea] And I am weary of
trying to
differentiate between
my own feelings
and your leftovers.
I want to feel things for myself
and you want to be
somewhere else.
So we're full of distractions
to keep your mind off itself.
I felt your desires, Kim.
I know exactly what you want.
And we can help you if you want.
-How?
[emotional music playing]
[emotional music continues]
-Well fought today, Sir Jesse.
Shall we continue
training tomorrow?
[emotional music
continues playing]
[emotional music
continues playing]
Jesse, come get dressed.
Come get dressed.
We're leaving soon.
Jesse, come on.
Ugh.
[emotional music
continues playing]
[sniffles]
Sir Tin Man, bravest and most
valiant of all knights in Oz.
This mission shall take
all your courage but
but I need you, buddy. I
I need you to be brave.
[emotional music
continues playing]
[emotional music
continues playing]
[emotional music
continues playing]
You can take that off now,
buddy.
Today's battle's over.
[clattering]
[emotional music
continues playing]
-And just like that
I was free.
[emotional music
continues playing]
[emotional music
continues playing]
[emotional music
continues playing]
[emotional music
continues playing]
Jesse.
-Hey.
It's actually good you're here.
-I want to try something.
[uplifting music playing]
[uplifting music continues]
[inhales] [sighs]
You were right.
One of the best feelings
you could feel.
-What--what--
what did you just say?
-I said you're right.
The expression of one's
feelings through physical touch.
It's incredible.
Every part of me
feels more alive
than I ever thought
that I could feel.
It's more, it's so much more
than I could have
even theorized.
Even the most minute sensation
is an explosion of new wonders.
[manic chuckles]
Listen to me.
An explosion of new wonders?
I sound like one of our songs.
I can write songs.
I can create.
Jesse, I can--I can--
I can feel the music.
I am finally fully my own.
-Galatea?
-It's it's me.
I'm I'm here.
-How? Ho-ho--
how-how are you here?
[Crowe] It was your idea.
Was this not the theorized
application for this technology?
The ability to fully
digitize a brain,
then upload or download--
-No, no, no.
[Crowe] --between the code
and the real thing?
-No! That--that--that
doesn't make any sense.
Why--why would Kim
just give up her body?
-She didn't
want it anymore.
-What the hell
does that mean?
-I don't know.
That's just what she said.
She--she didn't
want it anymore.
She didn't want to be here.
So we helped her escape.
We thought this was
what you wanted.
I thought this was
what you wanted.
Isn't this what you wanted?
-No, not that. [sobs]
[clattering]
No. This-- this isn't happening.
Reversal.
There has to be a way
to make this right.
This--this doesn't
make any sense.
This can't be real.
Tell me exactly what you did.
Tell me exactly
the process you took.
It doesn't have to be
this awful.
This doesn't make--
-[Crowe] Jesse!
-What, Crowe?!
[dramatic music swells]
[]
[music stops abruptly]
[birds chirping]
["Particular Place"
by Mild Wild]
-I'll be hanging
With the trees
You'll be outside
Of my leaves
We can talk again in winter
Whistle Dixie for the crows
Feel the ground
And decompose
Grab my limb
And get a splinter
Lost your watch
But found your way
Woke up late again today
Burned your hand
And got a blister
[Dr. Mooney] Yes, Jesse?
-Read the news
And checked the date
-Dr. Mooney.
Did, uh, was anyone here
when you came by today?
-Back and forth
Just take the picture
[Dr. Mooney]
Besides your robot friend, no.
-Penmanships
The native tongue
Feed the pigeons
And the doves
-Okay, thanks.
-Runny nose
Your fingers shiver
-Hey Doc?
-I'll be blowing
In the breeze
-I'm really sorry.
-You'll be outside of
My reach
We can talk again--
-[Dr. Mooney] I am too.
I never wanted it
to come to this.
-With no
Particular pace
-Do you have somewhere to go?
-With no particular pace
Today
Weather's great
Let's misbehave
[man speaking over TV]
-What can I get
for you today, hon?
-I'm not sure.
What do you have?
[bartender] Well, that's
what we have on tap.
We have about 35 different
kinds of whiskeys
if you're a liquor girl,
and then the usual fare.
-What's that?
-Nectar of the gods,
young lass.
If the Irish do one thing right,
it's whiskey.
You're staring like
you're new to this.
Never tried whiskey?
-I'm new
to a lot of things.
[coughs]
[groans]
How does it burn
if it's cold?
-Ah, but that's the magic of it.
Tickles the throat
and warms the soul it does.
No better drink
to toast a comrade
or to drown one's sorrows.
-Which are you doing?
-Ahh
there's no medicine for grief.
This is close enough.
-Some people say that
grief is the strongest emotion.
Did you lose somebody?
-[exhales deeply]
I'm in the constant process
of losing someone.
My little Jeannie.
Well, not so little now.
Haven't seen her
in almost two years now.
-Why not?
-Ahh
her mother and I
never got on right.
I came here for work thinkin'
they'd follow me over
after I'd got set things up
for 'em
then she goes and calls
and tells me
that she and Jeannie
are stayin' back
'cross the pond
and she wants a divorce.
The court's done gone
and given her Jeannie
and I ain't yet saved up enough
to fight back.
-You can't even see her?
[Scotsman] I could. Maybe.
Savin' everything I can spare
for the lawyer though.
Plane tickets cost
a pretty penny these days.
Don't wanna waste any more
than I need to live
or to stay sane.
-What do you do
to stay sane?
-Besides this?
Work, music, thoughts of home.
Gotta press forward though,
right?
Distractions are nothing
but a reprieve
something to hold ya up
when you're low and
Ah, I'm going on again.
Don't mean to weigh you down
with my burdens, lass.
Loneliness can drive a man mad.
Drive him to accept even
the most outlandish ideas
as makin' some kinda sense.
-I'm hardly a stranger
to outlandish ideas.
-That's good, that.
Just hold on to them
that's close to you, you hear?
Someday that'll be all
that matters to you.
[slight chatter and glasses
clinking]
-Work, music,
and thoughts of home.
-Dumbarton's drums
they sound sae bonnie
-And they remind me
O' my Jeannie
Such fond delight
Doth steal upon me
When Jeannie kneels--
[both] And sings to me
-[breathes deeply]
Across the fields--
[both] O' bounding heather
Dumbarton tolls
The hour of pleasure
A song of love
That's without measure--
[patron] When Jeannie sings
Her song to me!
[all] Dumbarton's drums
They sound sae bonnie
And they remind me
O' my Jeannie
Such fond delight
Doth steal upon me
When Jeannie kneels
And sings to me
["Dumbarton's Drums"
by Carolyn Jerz]
Tis she alone
That can delight me
Her rovin' eye,
It doth invite me
And when her tender arms
Enfold me
The blackest night
Doth turn and flee
[doorbell rings]
Dumbarton's drums
They sound sae bonnie
When they remind me
-Dad.
-O' my Jeannie
Such fond delight
Doth steal upon me
When Jeannie kneels
And sings to me
When Jeannie kneels
And sings to me
[Mr. Park]
I haven't touched it.
Since you left,
I haven't changed a thing.
[piano chords playing]
[Mr. Park] I made some food,
if you're hungry.
[music from TV]
[man speaking over TV]
-I wasn't sure
I'd see you again.
-I told you
I'd be back at some point.
-Still. I wasn't sure.
-I'm here now.
Are you?
[emotional music playing]
[door opens]
-[sighs]
[emotional music plays]
[emotional music continues]
[Crowe] Dr. Mooney.
-Tell me
what I'm looking at here.
That was the first time
I saw you.
Here, all this time,
I'd assumed Jesse's
distinguishing fashion choice
to be a gesture
of pure sentimentality,
but it wasn't, was it?
It was your predecessor.
Does Jesse have security logs?
[Crowe] Yes, his security
system is built into me.
-Show me.
[video fast-forwarding]
[melancholy music plays]
-I saw everything.
[Galatea] So you saw
that she made a choice.
-I saw a young woman
who didn't know
what choices
she was being presented with.
-Do you really think
that you know
what she felt more than me?
Until I was me, I was her.
-So you knew
exactly what to tell her
to get what you wanted.
-Yes. Because
up until that point, she and I
wanted the same thing.
-And then?
-And then
I wasn't sure what I wanted.
[door opens, closes]
-Kim!!
[Galatea] I thought
about changing my clothes
and it brought me here.
-I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
Any of this that's my fault,
so much of this is my fault.
I'm so, so sorry.
-It's okay.
I'm okay.
-No. No, you're not.
Something's wrong.
Talk to me.
-Everything's gonna be okay.
-Please, Kim,
just tell me what happened.
-I escaped.
[doorbell rings]
[door opens]
-Mr. Park?
My name is Dr. Arthur Mooney.
I'm an associate of your son's
from the university.
-Can I help you?
-Yes. I uh, I just wanted to
return this to him.
-I didn't know
he still had this.
-I don't think
I understood its significance
until recent events.
-Do you want to speak
to Jesse yourself?
-Eh, no,
that's all right.
Just let him know I'm going to
fix everything I can on my end
and that he should do his best
to do the same on his.
-I'll do that.
-He's quite gifted,
your son.
Frighteningly brilliant.
-He gets it from his mother.
-Ah.
-[thunder roaring]
-[phone vibrating]
[floorboard creaking]
[Mr. Park]
Who are you avoiding?
-Old boss.
He has questions
I don't have answers to.
Where did you get this?
[Mr. Park]
Hand delivered by a man
with questions
you don't have answers to.
-Dr. Mooney was here?
-Even as a child,
you had a wonderful
imagination, Jesse.
You could build
whole worlds in your mind.
You and Miles both.
Just remember,
there's a world
outside your head too.
[claps back]
Dr. Mooney
wanted me to relay a message--
that he is going to fix
everything on his end
and he wants you to try
to do the same.
-I don't know
if what I broke can be fixed.
It's a long story.
-Tell it to me sometime.
[pats hand]
[phone vibrating]
-Galatea?
[Galatea] Hi, Jesse.
[Jesse] Where are you?
-I don't know.
I'm trying something new.
-L--Like what?
[Galatea] Like everything.
I dream now, Jesse.
I had a dream
in an apartment with a girl.
So I went there, I found her,
and she looked at me
the way you did
when you thought I was Kim
and it occurred to me,
you're not the only person
who could love me.
I think the dream
may have been a memory;
my switch with Kim
may have been imperfect.
I know how to do things
that I've never learned.
I can read.
I can ride a bike.
I know how phones work.
-Muscle memory wouldn't
have been overwritten.
You didn't have any.
I mean, I--I never perfected
the methodology for a transfer.
-I love your intellect, Jesse.
Truly.
That wasn't left over from Kim,
that that comes from me.
-Wait
did--did you say switch?
[Galatea] Yes.
-What do you mean switch?
-I mean, trade places.
-That implies
it goes both ways.
[Galatea]
Crowe told me it did.
[upbeat pop music plays]
-Don't--don't hang up.
Dad, I need your computer.
["Chain Link Fence"
by Mild Wild]
If you're not careful
You'll spend your whole life
Climbing fences
And it's not
What you paid for
But the right eye sees
What the left eye can't
Now it's permanent
It's permanent
Roof tiles and thumb tacks
Blood blister from
The chain-link fence
-Crowe?
[Crowe] Jesse.
Why can't I move? Or see?
-Galatea said that
she and Kim switched places.
[Crowe] I thought
you realized that
when you had a breakdown
and abandoned me in the dark.
-No, switched.
Like--like traded places.
[Crowe] Well, obviously.
If the transition
was only one way,
that would be akin to murder.
That's not what
You signed up for
-She's in there.
[Crowe] Is that what
you were so upset about?
Don't you know how
your own technology works?
-We can fix this.
Galatea, I need you to tell me
exactly where you are.
[Galatea] I won't.
-This-- this isn't right.
W--we have--
-No! This is right.
Isn't this why I was made?
You replaced Miles with Crowe.
Wasn't I made to replace Kim?
-Is that what she thought?
[Galatea] I don't know
what she thought, Jesse,
only what she felt.
And I know
this is what she wanted.
And I thought this is
what you wanted.
I thought you wanted
to be with me.
[Jesse]
Is that what you want?
-It's funny.
This must be
how you always felt,
only hearing my voice,
unable to see me.
-You-- you didn't answer
my question.
Roof tiles and thumb tacks
-I want what I've always wanted.
Blood blister from
The chain-link fence
I want to feel everything.
This world is endless.
-Tear your shirt at the top
Where they cut it
Even in this little corner,
there's so much.
And no, I don't want to
experience it alone.
But I realize now you can't
see the world the way I do.
You've always had feelings.
You can't feel them this way,
each one brand new,
each one for the first time.
If I'm to find someone,
they have to be like me.
Someone made for me the way
I thought I was made for you.
-I think you're the only one
like you in existence, Galatea.
-What could be more human
than that?
-Crowe? If you had a body,
what's the first thing you'd do?
[Crowe] I'd find
a real piano to play.
I've always wanted to experience
"feeling the music,"
as you put it.
-Did you and Galatea
ever talk while I was gone?
[Crowe] All the time.
-Do you think
you could convince her
to switch back with Kim?
[Crowe] I could try.
But I can't even see, Jesse.
Before we try any convincing,
could you build me a new body?
-I'm gonna do you
one better.
[device powering up]
[Crowe] Are you sure
this is a good idea?
-I'm done pretending
to be sure about anything.
["Irish Lullaby"
by Chauncey Olcott]
Over in Killarney
Many years ago
My mother sang a song to me
- [Crowe] And just like that,
I was free.
In tones so sweet and low
Just a simple little ditty
-[soft clatter]
In her good old Irish way
And I'd give the world
If she could sing
That song to me this day
-Is he gone?
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
-He's in Oz.
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
-Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
-They both are.
Hush now, don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
That's an--
[radio static playing]
[Jesse] Mind if I join you?
-Is this some programming trick
or you're really here?
-No. It's really me.
I'm really here.
-[exhales]
So the helmet?
[Jesse] The helmet?
-I want to know.
You were scanning
your own brain?
-Yeah, that's the idea.
My brain is to Crowe
what yours was to Galatea.
-Huh. Robot Adam and Eve.
-Galatea wasn't made
to replace you.
-Just to perfect me?
-Kim, I--I couldn't
perfect you if I tried.
-[scoffs]
-No. No. Just I
Th--there are no improvements
I can manufacture.
I--I
[waves lashing in the distance]
I'm sorry.
-You're sorry?
-I am.
For focusing on things
that didn't matter,
for the part I played
in making you feel unwanted,
for--for not getting past
my own head,
for [scoffs]
being a brainless,
heartless coward.
-I joined the band,
so I'm one too.
-You know what I mean.
-Yeah, I do.
Can you forgive me?
-For running away?
-For running away
without a good reason.
-I don't really think
there are any good reasons
for running away anymore.
Just excuses
for not facing reality.
-Let's forgive
each other then.
[soft chuckle]
So are you here to stay
or are we both leaving?
-I told Crowe to go
convince Galatea to switch back.
-What if what if he can't?
-Then
we reassess.
I'll think of something.
-Yeah, you always do.
You know, it's not so bad here.
-I wouldn't know.
-Have you really
never explored in here?
[chuckles]
Don't you ever take a moment
to appreciate
the things you create?
-I should, shouldn't I?
-Yeah, you should.
-Maybe it's time
to try something new.
["Waiting for the Band" by
Blair Crimmins and the Hookers]
This life
Has got me so lonely
Maybe you're lonely too
-I'm so tired
of running away, Jesse.
I'd like to love you though
I don't know you at all
Thank you
for coming to find me.
But I sure won't find you
-I'm tired
of running away too.
Starin' holes in the wall
I know that some say
This seems as good
a place as any to stop.
When it hits you
Man you'll hear
That music on parade
-Yeah. Seems like
being stuck here might be
fortuitous.
-Until that time
I'll just be singin' alone
[both chuckle]
Waiting for the band to play
-Come on.
We have a whole world
to explore.
[humming]
[Crowe] It still works.
If you really
want to understand,
you can.
-It rains diamonds
on Saturn.
I gotta shake off
These demons
It rains houses on Oz.
And if Dorothy
spent her whole life
dreaming about places like that,
why would she ever want to
come back to a world
where rain is just rain?
Face down in the bedroom
An attack of the blues
-Why would you?
I know that some say
-Because
When it hits you
Man you'll hear
this is the world
I was made for.
That music on parade
Until that time
I'll just be singin' alone
Waiting for the band to play
And when the band strikes
That big bass drum
I'm gonna get back
Onto my feet, yeah
Be the big man,
Where did he come from
I'm gonna dance
Right out in the street
[]
Well some say we're here
To live a little
Hear that music on parade
Until that time
I'll just be singin' alone
And waiting
For the band to play
Oh it's suspicious
You know she's on our side
Cause she wears
The colors of the sky
Oh she kills witches
You'd know why if you looked
Into her moon eyes
Oh it's suspicious
You know she's on our side
Cause she wears
The colors of the sky
Oh she kills witches
You'd know why if you looked
Into her moon eyes
[]
You'd know why if you looked
Into her moon eyes
[]
You'd know why if you looked
Into her moon eyes