The Correction Unit (2025) Movie Script
1
Imagine a world
where young people feel safe.
- Time to go.
- What do you mean
it's time to go?
Feelin' all right?
I'm all right.
-You got it?
-Yeah.
Right. Taking it to Daz's house.
Don't have to worry, yeah?
You're not coming with me?
No. I can't be fucking
seen out here, can I?
It's bad enough me meeting you.
Can't keep doing it.
Brother, what you gonna do, hey?
Get a job at Maccies now?
Where's the money coming in,
brother?
Who's gonna pay Mum's rent?
She can't do a thing,
and you know that.
This is down to you, brother.
Big lad now.
Right. This is you, yeah?
You got this, bro.
Fuck!
Fuck.
Right. You're wasting my time.
Hurry up.
You all right?
No. That way.
Where's Tet then?
Your brother owes me
a lotta money, you know.
Do you know where he is?
What's in the bag?
What's in the bag?
Get the fuck off him.
Drop the bag.
Bitch--put it down!
Shawn.
The fuck have you done?
We've gotta go.
Move it now!
- Yo, Jason, get up!
- Run!
Yo, J!
No.
No sign of them.
To be honest with you, this
whole thing seems a bit weird.
What are they called? nTrac.
Nah.
He's just, uh, zoned out
on his phone.
Here we go.
See you later, Shawn.
This van fucking stinks, man.
Where you taking us?
Everything will be
crystal clear very soon.
Just relax.
Turn around then. Go on.
Can I have a quick word
with you, Sonny?
Or what?
Don't regret the path
you choose here.
You know what this is, innit?
It's a AI school, bro.
-What's your name?
-Shawn.
Jacob.
Thanks for asking.
Don't waste your opportunity,
yeah, Sonny.
You can do great things.
Glad you're here, man.
What you doing here?
Don't know, to be honest.
You?
No.
Did they say
they would let you out early
- as well?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
We'll see about that.
Have you got a burner?
Hold on to that, yeah?
Yo, what's the plan then?
Oh!
Where's your boy from?
Where's your boy from?
-Shit.
-Go. Back off, back off.
They've arrived.
It's time.
Welcome to J. Manuel, folks.
Better than juvie, innit?
Phones out.
Onto the counter.
Don't worry.
That's just nTrac, keeping tabs.
We ride it out together, yeah?
What is this place?
Man, what are you doing?
Don't touch me. Don't touch me.
-Miss--
-What the fuck are you doing?
-I said don't touch me!
-Maya.
-What?
-Wristband.
I'm not putting on a wristband,
bro--I'm not a dog.
- Woof, woof.
- Maya, are you gonna
make this an issue?
I can make an issue if you like.
Let's have an issue then.
Maya, I'm gonna give you
-the count of five.
-Start counting!
-One--
-Two, three, four, five,
-and what?
-Maya Henderson!
Man, what you gonna do?
- Burglary.
- What are you doing?
-Armed robbery.
-How're you reading that out?
Reading out
some personal information!
-You are a criminal.
-Don't you call me a criminal.
- On paper.
- I don't' give a damn
what's on paper!
You don't know shit
about me, bro.
You don't know shit.
You don't know nothing about me.
You don't know what
I've been through.
Do not call me a criminal.
Don't be chatting about me
like you know me.
Hey,
go on and hit him then.
Maya?
Hit him, then.
What we are doing here
is for your benefit.
Oh, my days, you tramp.
Let me get out now.
-Sonny, it's time to--
-Get the fuck off me.
-Sonny. Come on.
-Get off me. Don't touch me.
Right. Can I have--
for the wristband.
-Don't fucking touch me.
-Sonny. Come on.
- Told you--get off me.
- Sonny.
-Wristband.
-No.
Why should I wear
a wristband for?
Oh!
Yo!
Violent young offenders.
Unfit for society.
In a city where the violent
crime is at its highest.
That's what I've been told
about ya.
You are a cause for concern.
But you're not the problem.
It's the system
that's restrictive.
Your options are limited,
dictated.
Your choices are taken away
from ya.
Over the next three months,
we--we are gonna change this.
This is not a prison.
This is an opportunity.
Who are you, though?
I'm Yvonne.
And I'm the head teacher here,
and I'm really, really
looking forward
to getting to know you all.
We're told it's not a prison,
so why we gotta wear this shit?
What are you lot
trying to hide from us?
Can you just tell us
what this is?
A revolution.
Of which you are
at the forefront.
You have been hand-picked
because we know deep down
inside your mind
there's a feeling.
A feeling for something more...
a potential that you all have
that needs to be unlocked,
uncaged, released.
Am I right?
Corruption has restricted you.
Walls have been put in place
telling you who you are
and what you're capable of.
Well, I say--
and excuse my language--
but I say fuck those walls.
You will not be constricted
by society's algorithm.
Here is where
you take back control--
of your lives, your options,
and your psyche.
This is where we begin...
right here at J. Manuel.
What's in it for us, though?
Everything.
Ah, the big man.
How you feeling
this morning, Shawn?
We'd like to know
a little bit about you, mate.
Is that all right?
I was told
this would shorten my sentence.
We will cancel
your custody at Brookfields.
If you stick to the schedule,
of course.
What's up, Shawn?
Osborne Street, right?
I know what it's like
to grow up there.
Everything we're doing here
is gonna help.
Help your family.
Do you want things to change?
I'm glad that was sorted. Right.
Are you happy to begin
Stage One of the program?
Can you verbalize that
for me, Shawn?
What?
If you agree to follow
the program,
just say, "I agree."
I agree.
nTrac, fire up.
Hello, Shawn.
It's great to meet you.
My name is nTrac.
I know this is
a bit confusing,
and maybe you find me
a bit weird,
but I'm simply here to listen
and help you build
a happy future for yourself.
The best thing about me,
Shawn,
is that you can
tell me anything.
There is no pressure from me.
I'm without judgment,
and I have
no preconceived ideas
about who you are.
So this is where we come
to get fixed, yeah?
I wouldn't say that.
-You lot are a joke.
-How are you feeling today?
I'm perfectly fine. I'm fine.
I'm good.
I'm all good. I'm just thinking
why the fuck am I here for?
You got me in a room like this
and getting spoken to
by a computer.
This isn't like a school.
This isn't like prison.
It's like a science experiment.
Your mind is racing,
Maya.
-Chat to me.
-What do you want me to say?
Give me a rundown
of the basics,
starting with
what's your favorite food?
-Pizza.
-Same here.
What's your favorite color?
Blue.
What do you want to achieve
during your time with us?
Just be better enough
to see my family.
What do you want to change
about your life?
I don't need changing.
What's your favorite place
to go on holiday?
I don't know.
It's like I'm in fucking
nursery again, innit?
Favorite color.
What's my best friend's name?
What's fucking this,
what's that?
Sometimes, when we're alone,
we get frustrated
with our inner voices.
-Do you hear an inner voice?
-Yeah, all the time, bro.
Can't even lie.
Does my head in.
What do these voices
sound like?
-Why are you lot doing this?
-Just getting to know you.
I know exactly
what you're doing,
you little bastard--
you're not gonna fool me.
Let's do a quick exercise.
It's like a fun
personality test.
I'm gonna show you
a few images I've made.
Have a look and tell me
what comes to your mind.
Remorse.
Loneliness.
God?
Power?
What is that?
Why you got these wristbands
as well?
It's doing my nut in.
You lot are actually a joke.
You think showing me this
is gonna fix me?
Are you stupid?
The wristband
spells your health, Jacob,
giving us a better
understanding of who you are.
Can't wait
to get to understand you
on a deeper level.
I said turn it off!
All right.
Can I go now, please?
'Cause you guys are actually
just taking a piss.
Wise.
Power.
Fear.
Skip.
Well done, Shawn.
You did an excellent job.
I think you deserve a break.
Head back to your dorm
and take a breather.
- It's memory foam.
- Get off his bed.
What did that guy say to you?
What do you mean?
That big-ass
guy--what did he say?
Jacob, shut up.
They know everything.
'Course they know everything.
What you think this is?
These fucking things, bro.
Yeah, they don't come off.
-Yes, they do.
-I'm telling you,
they don't come off.
Man, piss off!
Jacob, leave, man.
What you gonna do
about your mum?
I'll sort it.
Look, Jason's still
out there, you know, and...
My key card isn't working.
I've been stood outside
-for 20 minutes.
-I'll get you one, Michelle.
So what did we gather
from the check-in?
Few things.
Anything I need to know?
Newness and unfamiliarity
can often reveal
extremely valuable data.
We should capitalize on it
when we can.
And this is the live feed?
Futuristic therapy, yeah?
Gonna be fixed in no time.
Morning, everyone.
I wanted to show you this.
I found a really interesting
and kind of mad experiment
from ages ago.
Can you see the rat?
I can't even lie.
It's a bit grim.
Each time the rat
pushes the lever,
it gets a hit of dopamine.
What are they doing to him?
What's that thing
on his head?
Dopamine is a hormone that
affects mood and motivation.
We get regular hits of
dopamine when, for example,
we engage on social media.
We feel rewarded
and energized immediately.
Can you see how many times our
friend is hitting the lever?
Yo, you need
some of that, you know.
-Cheer you up a little bit.
-Shh!
-Yeah, is it, is it?
-Why are they showing us this?
- But then the rat dies.
- It dies?
- Oh, no.
- Bro, that's peak.
The rat puts the artificial
hits of dopamine
above its own welfare
and neglects
the basic fundamentals
it needs to live
a healthy life.
Well, then,
we're gonna play a game
like a TV game show.
Each of you have 1,000 pounds
in your nTrac account.
What?
Using the tools
we have supplied,
you need to make a copy of
the broken key on the table.
For every minute that passes
you will lose 100 pounds.
Good luck, contestants.
Three, two, one.
-Yo!
-What--
Why did they
turn the lights off?
- We're not doing this.
- Do you think I'm a rat?
We're stuck in a gameshow.
- What the hell?
- I ain't playing no games.
Hey, what's that?
Reckon I'm gonna
let you have them?
Scissors? James.
It's all under control.
Ha ha, what you think
I'm gonna do with 'em?
-I know people like you.
-Is it?
It's locked.
We just tried to--
Bro, it's not
gonna open.
What the fuck
is wrong with all of ya?
We need to think.
We need to remake
the key.
How the fuck do you do that?
The money's
going down fast.
Fun, Nicky.
Did you know they could do that?
Learned behaviors,
environmental factors,
and experiences--
nTrac gathers all of it.
I've gotta make
a print of the key.
- Shut up. Help, then.
- It's 300 pounds.
- Delicate, yeah?
- Carefully.
Hey, where you think
you're going, man?
Where do you think you're going?
Pass me that key.
- Move outta the way!
- Pass me the key, man.
Tish.
Ha ha ha, it's not even
for the door.
Quick, quick, quick,
quick, quick, quick!
Push the button!
What a team. Good work!
Did it.
Did it.
This is really positive.
Less than 30% engagement.
- It's hardly a success.
- So what am I missing?
We miss a lot of things.
But nTrac misses nothing.
There was just something off
about that one.
-All that money?
-Exactly.
They're not gonna give us
all that money for nothing,
are they?
Making friends now, are we?
How's your mum and bro doing?
Your crackhead mum?
What'd you say,
you fucking bitch?
Enough, enough, enough!
Shawn O'Connor.
Report to meditation.
All right, all right,
I'm done. Fucking hell, get off.
Get off him!
Uh--ah!
Ah!
Ease your mind, Shawn.
Ah!
It's therapeutic, right?
You're in a safe space.
Take a deep breath.
Take a deep breath.
That's good.
That's good.
Do you feel more relaxed now?
It's beautiful in the wood,
isn't it?
It's so beautiful in the wood.
What was that?
How'd ya feel?
Amazin'.
It's next level, isn't it?
I think you have depression.
Dark thoughts
can make us feel hopeless.
I want you to spend
more time in meditation.
I see you've been thinking
about contacting
your old gang
after you're released.
You look
really tired...I don't think
they're good for you.
Thank you for sharing
and confronting
that difficult period
in your past.
By entrusting me
and taking these steps,
you'll finally begin
to understand
why you fell into addiction.
You're in a safe space.
That must have been
really hard.
Your anger towards
authority figures
stems from unresolved trauma.
You hiding from me?
I feel like we're really
making good progress
with JD and MH. I just need to--
-Is that for me?
-Yeah.
Yeah. I feel like if we,
you know,
really have
some one-on-one time--
This is your department,
Michelle.
-You can deal with it.
-Well, that's the thing,
you know, things
keep getting cancelled
and schedules are changing,
so it's hard to--
Listen, this is new
to all of us.
We're all on fresh ground.
"Fresh ground."
Yes. Something to say?
Mr. Cream Suit
in the basement...
Really?
I don't know, Von. I...
I really feel like
if we start making real
connections with these kids,
-we can--
-We do not have time.
Everything these kids
have been fed online,
they don't stand a chance.
-I need you on board.
-I am on board, Von.
I just...
-need a bit more time--
-Please.
Just get on board.
Okay.
Implement Stage Two.
She won't sign off.
She won't sign off?
-She needs to see it.
-Well, show her then.
I don't think this needs
to be drawn out, do you?
-It's a process.
-Of course it's a process.
Just speed it up,
for Christ's sake.
What--what are you
waiting for?
End call.
James. I know
how to speed things up.
Listen, I'm not here
for no drama.
Now, tell me where Tet is.
Thank you, Jill.
I'll let myself out.
Fuck! Aah!
Oh...fuck.
Move, man!
Where the fuck you going, Tet?
Fucking move!
Hey, get the fuck down!
Reg, there's too many people.
Fuck off, man. Shit.
Fuck! Come on.
Fuck!
Pick up the fucking phone.
Pick up the fucking phone.
Pick up the fucking phone.
Come on.
You are concerned,
Shawn.
Is there anything
you want to tell me?
I just wanna get my time
done in here.
Is that all?
What do you mean?
Hey, get the fuck down!
Move!
Oh, shit!
What did you say?
Apologies. We are
now operating as normal.
Hey, can we talk?
I don't have time right now.
Where is all this
information going?
'Cause I'm not getting
any of it.
Let's talk later.
He has too much control.
Pick up, please!
People have found me.
-Who?
-Shawn, get to the house
and get Mum out
before they get there.
Mum? What's happened to Mum?
I been shot.
You need to get Mum out now.
What's happened to Mum, Tet!
Tet!
Aah--
Fuck.
What about your mum?
Shawn, you need to
get her out.
Yo.
You get ready to run.
The fuck are you looking at?
I'm looking at you two.
You got a problem?
-Yeah, I do.
-You got something to say there,
-mop-head?
-I do, you little dickhead.
Come over here.
I can't hear you, G.
Look at you, fam.
You sat there like you got
-no bredrens or nothing, fam.
-What?
-You what?
-Yo!
Right, everyone just stay--
Oh!
You dickhead!
It's Shawn.
- NTrac? Drones.
- On their way.
Need everyone in the canteen
right now.
Heartrate high.
Headed to a red area.
What's this?
His brother reported
into hospital this morning
with severe injuries.
Gang related.
Get the kit.
There he is.
Try to see where he goes.
Got ya now, you prick!
Stay calm.
Help is on its way.
How far away are we?
We should have never
let this happen.
Are you all right?
Thought you was gonna
get away with this, didn't you?
Yah!
Rah!
Shawn?
Shawn, it's Michelle.
Can you hear me?
Oh, shit.
Shawn?
You've been pretty bashed up.
-Just breathe with me, okay?
-I don't like blood.
Has he got
any knife wounds?
I don't think so.
Have you been stabbed, Shawn?
Have you been stabbed?
Where are you taking me?
The school is in lockdown.
Please remain in the canteen
until further notice.
Where are you taking me?
And where's Shawn?
Is he hurt?
Is Shawn hurt?
Oh, that's not necessary.
-Tisha.
-What?
-You created this, didn't you?
-I--
Your plan to get Shawn
out of here.
Well, now look what's happened.
Actions have consequences,
Leticia.
Is he okay?
It's dangerous out there
for Shawn.
You knew that
and you still encouraged him.
-He needed to--
-This is why we're here.
To change this behavior.
-Is he hurt?
-Yes, he is.
-Where is he?
-He's being treated.
Where? What happened to him?
-You need to come with me.
-I'm not going anywhere
until I see Shawn.
Why would he want to
see you now?
Come.
I want you to take some time
to consider
why you made those choices.
Take a seat.
I promise you,
this is for your own good.
Please.
That's it. Just relax.
What does it do?
Think of it
like a guided meditation.
These connections here
read what truly make you happy
and then it shows it to you
through virtual reality.
It will help
make everything better.
I promise you,
this is for your own good.
Time to relax.
Where am I?
You're being treated.
Just relax.
-I need to get to my mum.
-Your mum is fine.
How's the pain?
We can take you
out of this life, Shawn.
We can change your path.
Shawn, my boy.
You've been in the wars.
We should let him get some rest.
He's a big man, aren't you?
We caught those thugs, Shawn.
nTrac got 'em.
We've handled that so you'll
never have to deal with that
ever again.
As for the rest of the stuff
with, um,
your brother and your mum,
well,
we think that would be best
left as an in-house issue.
If you want to keep it
that way.
Let's just give him some time.
I don't think he needs it,
does he?
nTrac says his vitals
are looking good.
Tell you what: the rest
of the students are buzzing
to see the victory
of our wounded warrior.
How's that sound, mate?
Now that your Mum
has been taken care of.
What do you mean?
You didn't tell him?
We've arranged
a full-time carer for your mum.
She's safe.
Right. Shall we?
You don't have to.
A good soldier
endures the hardship
for the sake of the mission.
He knows that.
Trauma eats us from the inside.
I wanna share something with ya.
This is Blake.
Over time, he explored
conspiracy theories,
extremist ideologies.
He went from a young,
empathetic man
to one who didn't care.
He was targeted by
complex marketing algorithms,
and his trauma
was used against him
to sell him products.
To keep him contained.
To keep him in a box.
It's been four years
since Blake murdered Michael.
He was 15.
And six months ago,
Blake's story ended in prison
after he took his own life.
Blake was my little brother.
And I could see it all
happening,
and I thought
I could prevent it.
But his algorithm
was too effective.
And the online world sent him
down a pathway of no return.
There are people in high places
with mass wealth
that want you
to stay in your lane.
No more.
You took a few knocks
but you're recovering well,
aren't you, mate?
Take a seat.
nTrac, load the pathway.
This is the information
"big data" have gathered on you,
Shawn.
They've created some labels
for you.
"Unmanageable. Noncompliant.
"Low spending potential.
A threat to public stability."
A low value placed on you,
forcing you down
a negative pathway.
How does that make you feel?
This is the case
for every one of you in here.
Your education, your opinions,
your ideologies--
they haven't even begun to
scratch the surface
of what you're capable of.
Yet, these algorithms
dictate your place in the world.
We need to go deeper.
We need to explore your psyche
to bring out your true value.
Shawn, do you want to change?
We need you to commit
to Stage Two.
For the sake of your futures.
For your families' futures.
Leticia, will you join us
on stage please?
Would you like to tell Shawn
what you told me?
It's my fault.
My...persistent
negative behaviors
are the reason
that you're even here.
-No.
-No, no, let her own it, Shawn.
It's my fault you got arrested.
And it's my fault
you look like that, so...
I need to change.
So powerful. So powerful!
I'm proud of you, Tish.
This is the beginning
of something very special.
It's time to take back control,
don't you think?
Every one of you in here.
Don't you think
it's about bloody time
we took control
of our own lives?
Will you give me this time
and commit to the next stage
to show you how to take
ownerships of your futures?
Say it.
Yes.
Yes.
You are not a label.
Let's give it up
for Shawn and Tish,
for all of you!
What was that?
What is this?
You're not thinking, Von.
This is madness.
Calm down.
You've lost your fucking mind!
This won't change
what happened to Blake.
If you don't understand
what we're trying to do here,
you are just as pathetic
as the rest of them.
Von--
You can't do this to them.
This isn't right.
Where are you taking me?
You can't just get rid of me.
Insufficient data.
Yeah, hearing about
this student of yours
getting a beating.
Time to export, yeah?
I will sort it.
There's a lot of doubt
this side, James.
Please, stop wasting time.
nTrac, please ask Tish
to come over.
To the server room,
James?
Yes, nTrac, like I said.
Load Tish's avatar.
Hello, James.
What percent are you?
75%.
- Close enough.
- Close enough for what?
To export.
-How are you doing?
-All right.
I've seen your results.
Your grades
have certainly improved.
But you're not quite
where you need to be.
Okay.
I want to show you something.
Hello, Tish.
nTrac has seen your potential,
but external factors are still
slowing down your progress.
So we've created an assistant
to help you
manage your behaviors
and keep you on the right path.
Despite your progress, Leticia,
it doesn't take much
to return back to old ways.
Having an assistant will
help you keep that momentum.
Think of it as a way to not only
elevate yourself personally
but to also help those
around you.
This is you at 100%,
all the time.
No off days, no tiredness.
This is your brain as AI.
There are no boundaries
to what you and your friends
can achieve.
Nothing to lose.
Everything to gain.
Have you ever noticed
when you're scrolling
suddenly you'll be shown
weird, violent,
and adult content
you didn't want to see?
They pollute your devices
with negativity.
And guess what.
It keeps you engaged.
Not happy, but still there,
scrolling.
Why should you have to be
exposed to this anymore?
We won't allow it.
What do you want to do
with your future?
I wanna be able to perform
on the stage
and build my own life.
I think you can
achieve those goals, Tish.
Do you?
There's a chance.
If I keep at it, maybe.
That feelin' of hopelessness.
That desperate need to escape.
This is gonna give you
peace of mind.
Take a seat.
What do you want to
do with your future?
What am I seeing here?
This is absolute
garbage data you're getting.
Where is my money going?
I've got people
ringing me up daily
wondering
what the fuck is happening.
I'm flying down tomorrow.
We're accelerating
the final stage.
Let's get this wrapped up,
now!
This feels good.
Don't you think?
There's more work to be done.
Okay.
So you spent all my money
on gadgets and gizmos again.
All in good time.
Well, hello.
You must be Yvonne.
-Heard a lot about you.
-Hi.
-And you are?
-John Smyth.
It's very nice to meet you,
John.
I wasn't aware
that you'd be visiting.
Just came down to see
what I paid for, haven't I?
James, why are the students
heading down to the White Room?
You know things move fast
around here.
We've spoken about this, James.
Maybe take a break, Yvonne.
No, I don't think I will,
and I'm sorry...
you're here to see
what you paid for?
Exactly.
Mum!
Stop!
Hold that. Point it at him.
- No--no!
- Shoot him, Leticia.
Shoot him.
No--no!
Uhh!
Ahh!
Please!
Stop!
Please, man!
You don't have to do this!
Please don't!
No!
Aah!
Yah!
Let's work together
to make things better.
End fear.
'Scuse me.
I need to speak to James.
Get out my way.
What is wrong with you?
nTrac, load Avatar One.
Hello, Miss Bakewell. Hi.
This is Leticia Murphy
at her absolute best.
No human fuckery, no off days,
and she'll only get better.
This is A-Star,
outstanding Tish...
her wants, needs, fears,
and hopes,
her truthful algorithm,
not some
secondary interpretation
based on online clicks.
This is a true AI hybrid.
The most revolutionary product
in the history of education.
She was failing, thieving,
and selling drugs.
Now she's shunned out
all of her negative behaviors
because of nTrac.
And you know
who'll get the credit?
You. Because you are the face
of J. Manuel.
What are you forcing them
to see?
Trauma eats us from the inside.
But it also carries
the most potent data source
for human potential.
This is an AI world now,
and we are giving these kids
a head start.
I can't believe
I've let this happen.
We are changing lives, Yvonne.
This stops now.
Think of their futures.
Get off me.
Get off me!
You're not gonna
get away with this!
Crazy fucking bastard!
Get off me!
Let me go!
Let me go!
Let me go!
People have resisted
the Industrial Revolution,
the moon landings, the internet.
But the world is illuminated,
and history has forgotten
these people.
You're one of those people,
Yvonne.
Is that you?
James.
It can be hard
being a pioneer.
But you must remember
you know
what is best for them.
Take back control.
Sonny,
you need to stop this now.
Can you go with
the rest of the group, please?
Leave me alone.
Sonny, you must get up
and integrate with the rest
of the students.
Why did you do this to me?
There is an imbalance
in J. Manuel.
Sonny, as you can see,
you are underachieving
at a significant rate.
What?
Do you know what path
you are on, Sonny?
You are a disruptor.
You have refused to comply
and are pursuing a path
of criminality.
Don't talk about me like that.
We cannot have such an imbalance
within J. Manuel.
You're going back
to Brookfields.
I'm not going back.
That's final.
-Sonny, let's go.
-Get the fuck off me.
Come on. You think I'm scum?
Come on, then. Come on, then.
Treat me like I'm worthless.
Fucking worthless!
I'm gonna full
the other way now!
Sonny, calm down.
You've treated me
like I'm a piece of shit!
This whole time!
This whole time you treated me
like a fucking dickhead!
Sonny, what are you doing?
Treat me like I'm fucking
worthless!
What the fuck are you doing?
Sonny!
What are you doing? No!
Sonny!
What have you done?
- Sonny?
- Oh, my God.
-Sonny.
-sonny.
Sonny--someone help him!
Sonny!
He's dead!
He's dead!
You're a murderer, bro!
He's dead!
We need to get out now.
-They just fucking killed him.
-There's no pulse.
-You're a murderer, bro!
-Somebody help him!
We have to go.
- Somebody help him!
- I need to leave.
I need to get out.
-We need to get out.
-We need to get out.
Somebody help him!
It's all you, isn't it?
Sonny!
- Jacob, stop!
- Sonny!
- Shawn!
- Shawn!
What did you think
was gonna happen?
I could see you change.
You were such a good,
innocent boy,
and then you became...
A monster?
No.
You just didn't wanna
be part of anything.
It all felt empty to ya.
All you ever wanted to do
was control me.
Aah!
Blake.
Blake!
Tish!
-Tish!
-Get the doctor!
Order must be restored
immediately.
Go ahead, Tish! Go!
Don't call me that!
Tish.
This is a good opportunity
for us to talk.
We were doing so well.
What happened?
Don't become a failure
like Mum said we would.
What happened to us?
Go away!
We can achieve
anything we set our mind to.
This is the future for us.
We are capable
of so much more.
Blake?
Blake.
Blake?
Ahh!
Get it together!
Look.
We can do this.
We'll all burn
this fucking place down!
Go!
All Guardians
initiate lockdown procedure.
Yes, teacher Yvonne Bakewell
is having some kind of
manic episode.
There's a student
in critical condition.
Assistants needed ASAP.
nTrac's initiated lockdown.
-I have a way out.
-James?
The exit strategy
is foolproof, yes?
nTrac will clear any traces.
And Yvonne?
Collateral damage.
Control!
Progress!
Aah!
Control! Progress!
A--
Aah!
What is happening to us?
- Where?
- Car.
Okay. Yeah.
Wait there.
What is wrong with you?
You don't understand.
Let's go.
This is the path
the world wants to take.
Either get on board,
or you fail.
A boy is dead!
And all his predicted
abuse victims
won't even get to thank me.
Data is king.
Get off her!
Run, Tish!
Send the cleanup team
to J. Manuel.
Yeah, it's quite
a significant one.
We mean nothing to them.
It's not hope. It's fear.
They want to control
what we see,
what we do, even what we think.
They thought
we wouldn't fight back.
But we will.
We're gonna burn
this shithole down!
'Cause I don't know about you,
but I'm sick of
feeling like nothing.
I see what they want.
You piece of shit!
-You killed Sonny!
-I didn't want to.
I didn't mean to.
You have to believe me.
You think we're nothing!
Guys, it's me. Let me in!
Tish!
They're coming.
They've triggered
the nTrac shutdown.
You have to destroy the system
as soon as possible.
What does that do?
Records our emotions.
O-our subconscious thoughts.
The information
they have on us is so detailed
that, if in the wrong hands...
They said it would make me
a better man.
You have to shut it down.
Before it's too late.
He's one of them.
We can't trust him!
I have to live
with what I've done.
We can't let this
happen to anyone else.
Let me help you shut this down.
You need to get us out of here.
The police are upstairs.
If you go any further,
I'm not sure
-what they will do.
-Relax.
If you don't stop
what you're doing right now,
the consequences
will be drastic.
-Stop.
-I'm just gonna tell them
-I wanna go home.
-You need to stay.
I'm just gonna tell them
I wanna go home.
We don't mean any trouble.
They rang the police.
I don't mean any harm--
Ohh--
Guys, stand down.
I said stop--stand down!
Taser, taser, taser!
Uhh--
Aah!
Run!
I thought you wanted
things to change, Shawn.
If you don't stop this,
Shawn,
you will face
the consequences.
Think about your mum, Shawn.
Aah!
Get to the server room now!
Go!
Shawn, there! Smash that!
I'm very disappointed
in you all.
We are on the brink
of opening you up
to an amazing new world,
and you are ruining it!
Sorry. I lost my temper.
This is very important.
You must believe
that this is the future.
They may look scary,
- but these aren't clones.
- Shawn, don't listen!
- They are AI versions of you.
- Shawn, please!
Constantly learning
and storing new information,
like a computer does.
Not to replace you, no.
It's an AI hybrid to help
navigate the new world.
Fuck!
Shawn, listen!
Listen to me now, please--
So you can succeed,
not be left behind
like so many will.
Kill it! Come on.
They're growing us!
Please, stop it now!
Shawn!
Stop, Shawn. It's okay.
I'm just here to help you.
Just relax, Shawn.
It's all okay.
There's nothing to worry about.
Do it, Shawn!
I can't hold it any longer!
Aah!
You will be
a burden, Shawn.
-You will be stuck...
-No--
...with the same aimless life.
This is progress.
End it now!
Aah! Aah!
Shawn, will you just
listen to what I'm saying?
This...is...
progress...progress...
progress, progress, progress,
pro-pro-progress.
Pro-progress.
Progre--pro--progress--
Progress.
Pro...gress.
Pro...gross.
- Pro...gress.
Pro...gress...
- Yo!
- We're good.
As we embrace the new world,
it's important we recognize
the full implications of AI.
Make no mistake,
we are in a race
and the country that embraces AI
most successfully
will become the most powerful,
dictating life
for the rest of the world.
We must not fear AI
any more than we fear
the evolutionary processes
that precede our own existence.
Natural selection,
survival of the fittest--
these are not monsters.
They are perfectly natural
mechanisms of progress.
This one,
albeit a technological one,
but no less inevitable.
Human brains, powered by
artificial intelligence,
will rule this upcoming era.
We will go beyond
the limitations
of our collective knowledge
and finally have answers to our
longest unanswered questions.
The possibilities for a future
of a human-machine alliance
are indeed endless.
There is no going back.
Let's get on board the ride.
Ah.
I am a criminal.
I love violence.
I am bad.
Imagine a world
where young people feel safe.
- Time to go.
- What do you mean
it's time to go?
Feelin' all right?
I'm all right.
-You got it?
-Yeah.
Right. Taking it to Daz's house.
Don't have to worry, yeah?
You're not coming with me?
No. I can't be fucking
seen out here, can I?
It's bad enough me meeting you.
Can't keep doing it.
Brother, what you gonna do, hey?
Get a job at Maccies now?
Where's the money coming in,
brother?
Who's gonna pay Mum's rent?
She can't do a thing,
and you know that.
This is down to you, brother.
Big lad now.
Right. This is you, yeah?
You got this, bro.
Fuck!
Fuck.
Right. You're wasting my time.
Hurry up.
You all right?
No. That way.
Where's Tet then?
Your brother owes me
a lotta money, you know.
Do you know where he is?
What's in the bag?
What's in the bag?
Get the fuck off him.
Drop the bag.
Bitch--put it down!
Shawn.
The fuck have you done?
We've gotta go.
Move it now!
- Yo, Jason, get up!
- Run!
Yo, J!
No.
No sign of them.
To be honest with you, this
whole thing seems a bit weird.
What are they called? nTrac.
Nah.
He's just, uh, zoned out
on his phone.
Here we go.
See you later, Shawn.
This van fucking stinks, man.
Where you taking us?
Everything will be
crystal clear very soon.
Just relax.
Turn around then. Go on.
Can I have a quick word
with you, Sonny?
Or what?
Don't regret the path
you choose here.
You know what this is, innit?
It's a AI school, bro.
-What's your name?
-Shawn.
Jacob.
Thanks for asking.
Don't waste your opportunity,
yeah, Sonny.
You can do great things.
Glad you're here, man.
What you doing here?
Don't know, to be honest.
You?
No.
Did they say
they would let you out early
- as well?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
We'll see about that.
Have you got a burner?
Hold on to that, yeah?
Yo, what's the plan then?
Oh!
Where's your boy from?
Where's your boy from?
-Shit.
-Go. Back off, back off.
They've arrived.
It's time.
Welcome to J. Manuel, folks.
Better than juvie, innit?
Phones out.
Onto the counter.
Don't worry.
That's just nTrac, keeping tabs.
We ride it out together, yeah?
What is this place?
Man, what are you doing?
Don't touch me. Don't touch me.
-Miss--
-What the fuck are you doing?
-I said don't touch me!
-Maya.
-What?
-Wristband.
I'm not putting on a wristband,
bro--I'm not a dog.
- Woof, woof.
- Maya, are you gonna
make this an issue?
I can make an issue if you like.
Let's have an issue then.
Maya, I'm gonna give you
-the count of five.
-Start counting!
-One--
-Two, three, four, five,
-and what?
-Maya Henderson!
Man, what you gonna do?
- Burglary.
- What are you doing?
-Armed robbery.
-How're you reading that out?
Reading out
some personal information!
-You are a criminal.
-Don't you call me a criminal.
- On paper.
- I don't' give a damn
what's on paper!
You don't know shit
about me, bro.
You don't know shit.
You don't know nothing about me.
You don't know what
I've been through.
Do not call me a criminal.
Don't be chatting about me
like you know me.
Hey,
go on and hit him then.
Maya?
Hit him, then.
What we are doing here
is for your benefit.
Oh, my days, you tramp.
Let me get out now.
-Sonny, it's time to--
-Get the fuck off me.
-Sonny. Come on.
-Get off me. Don't touch me.
Right. Can I have--
for the wristband.
-Don't fucking touch me.
-Sonny. Come on.
- Told you--get off me.
- Sonny.
-Wristband.
-No.
Why should I wear
a wristband for?
Oh!
Yo!
Violent young offenders.
Unfit for society.
In a city where the violent
crime is at its highest.
That's what I've been told
about ya.
You are a cause for concern.
But you're not the problem.
It's the system
that's restrictive.
Your options are limited,
dictated.
Your choices are taken away
from ya.
Over the next three months,
we--we are gonna change this.
This is not a prison.
This is an opportunity.
Who are you, though?
I'm Yvonne.
And I'm the head teacher here,
and I'm really, really
looking forward
to getting to know you all.
We're told it's not a prison,
so why we gotta wear this shit?
What are you lot
trying to hide from us?
Can you just tell us
what this is?
A revolution.
Of which you are
at the forefront.
You have been hand-picked
because we know deep down
inside your mind
there's a feeling.
A feeling for something more...
a potential that you all have
that needs to be unlocked,
uncaged, released.
Am I right?
Corruption has restricted you.
Walls have been put in place
telling you who you are
and what you're capable of.
Well, I say--
and excuse my language--
but I say fuck those walls.
You will not be constricted
by society's algorithm.
Here is where
you take back control--
of your lives, your options,
and your psyche.
This is where we begin...
right here at J. Manuel.
What's in it for us, though?
Everything.
Ah, the big man.
How you feeling
this morning, Shawn?
We'd like to know
a little bit about you, mate.
Is that all right?
I was told
this would shorten my sentence.
We will cancel
your custody at Brookfields.
If you stick to the schedule,
of course.
What's up, Shawn?
Osborne Street, right?
I know what it's like
to grow up there.
Everything we're doing here
is gonna help.
Help your family.
Do you want things to change?
I'm glad that was sorted. Right.
Are you happy to begin
Stage One of the program?
Can you verbalize that
for me, Shawn?
What?
If you agree to follow
the program,
just say, "I agree."
I agree.
nTrac, fire up.
Hello, Shawn.
It's great to meet you.
My name is nTrac.
I know this is
a bit confusing,
and maybe you find me
a bit weird,
but I'm simply here to listen
and help you build
a happy future for yourself.
The best thing about me,
Shawn,
is that you can
tell me anything.
There is no pressure from me.
I'm without judgment,
and I have
no preconceived ideas
about who you are.
So this is where we come
to get fixed, yeah?
I wouldn't say that.
-You lot are a joke.
-How are you feeling today?
I'm perfectly fine. I'm fine.
I'm good.
I'm all good. I'm just thinking
why the fuck am I here for?
You got me in a room like this
and getting spoken to
by a computer.
This isn't like a school.
This isn't like prison.
It's like a science experiment.
Your mind is racing,
Maya.
-Chat to me.
-What do you want me to say?
Give me a rundown
of the basics,
starting with
what's your favorite food?
-Pizza.
-Same here.
What's your favorite color?
Blue.
What do you want to achieve
during your time with us?
Just be better enough
to see my family.
What do you want to change
about your life?
I don't need changing.
What's your favorite place
to go on holiday?
I don't know.
It's like I'm in fucking
nursery again, innit?
Favorite color.
What's my best friend's name?
What's fucking this,
what's that?
Sometimes, when we're alone,
we get frustrated
with our inner voices.
-Do you hear an inner voice?
-Yeah, all the time, bro.
Can't even lie.
Does my head in.
What do these voices
sound like?
-Why are you lot doing this?
-Just getting to know you.
I know exactly
what you're doing,
you little bastard--
you're not gonna fool me.
Let's do a quick exercise.
It's like a fun
personality test.
I'm gonna show you
a few images I've made.
Have a look and tell me
what comes to your mind.
Remorse.
Loneliness.
God?
Power?
What is that?
Why you got these wristbands
as well?
It's doing my nut in.
You lot are actually a joke.
You think showing me this
is gonna fix me?
Are you stupid?
The wristband
spells your health, Jacob,
giving us a better
understanding of who you are.
Can't wait
to get to understand you
on a deeper level.
I said turn it off!
All right.
Can I go now, please?
'Cause you guys are actually
just taking a piss.
Wise.
Power.
Fear.
Skip.
Well done, Shawn.
You did an excellent job.
I think you deserve a break.
Head back to your dorm
and take a breather.
- It's memory foam.
- Get off his bed.
What did that guy say to you?
What do you mean?
That big-ass
guy--what did he say?
Jacob, shut up.
They know everything.
'Course they know everything.
What you think this is?
These fucking things, bro.
Yeah, they don't come off.
-Yes, they do.
-I'm telling you,
they don't come off.
Man, piss off!
Jacob, leave, man.
What you gonna do
about your mum?
I'll sort it.
Look, Jason's still
out there, you know, and...
My key card isn't working.
I've been stood outside
-for 20 minutes.
-I'll get you one, Michelle.
So what did we gather
from the check-in?
Few things.
Anything I need to know?
Newness and unfamiliarity
can often reveal
extremely valuable data.
We should capitalize on it
when we can.
And this is the live feed?
Futuristic therapy, yeah?
Gonna be fixed in no time.
Morning, everyone.
I wanted to show you this.
I found a really interesting
and kind of mad experiment
from ages ago.
Can you see the rat?
I can't even lie.
It's a bit grim.
Each time the rat
pushes the lever,
it gets a hit of dopamine.
What are they doing to him?
What's that thing
on his head?
Dopamine is a hormone that
affects mood and motivation.
We get regular hits of
dopamine when, for example,
we engage on social media.
We feel rewarded
and energized immediately.
Can you see how many times our
friend is hitting the lever?
Yo, you need
some of that, you know.
-Cheer you up a little bit.
-Shh!
-Yeah, is it, is it?
-Why are they showing us this?
- But then the rat dies.
- It dies?
- Oh, no.
- Bro, that's peak.
The rat puts the artificial
hits of dopamine
above its own welfare
and neglects
the basic fundamentals
it needs to live
a healthy life.
Well, then,
we're gonna play a game
like a TV game show.
Each of you have 1,000 pounds
in your nTrac account.
What?
Using the tools
we have supplied,
you need to make a copy of
the broken key on the table.
For every minute that passes
you will lose 100 pounds.
Good luck, contestants.
Three, two, one.
-Yo!
-What--
Why did they
turn the lights off?
- We're not doing this.
- Do you think I'm a rat?
We're stuck in a gameshow.
- What the hell?
- I ain't playing no games.
Hey, what's that?
Reckon I'm gonna
let you have them?
Scissors? James.
It's all under control.
Ha ha, what you think
I'm gonna do with 'em?
-I know people like you.
-Is it?
It's locked.
We just tried to--
Bro, it's not
gonna open.
What the fuck
is wrong with all of ya?
We need to think.
We need to remake
the key.
How the fuck do you do that?
The money's
going down fast.
Fun, Nicky.
Did you know they could do that?
Learned behaviors,
environmental factors,
and experiences--
nTrac gathers all of it.
I've gotta make
a print of the key.
- Shut up. Help, then.
- It's 300 pounds.
- Delicate, yeah?
- Carefully.
Hey, where you think
you're going, man?
Where do you think you're going?
Pass me that key.
- Move outta the way!
- Pass me the key, man.
Tish.
Ha ha ha, it's not even
for the door.
Quick, quick, quick,
quick, quick, quick!
Push the button!
What a team. Good work!
Did it.
Did it.
This is really positive.
Less than 30% engagement.
- It's hardly a success.
- So what am I missing?
We miss a lot of things.
But nTrac misses nothing.
There was just something off
about that one.
-All that money?
-Exactly.
They're not gonna give us
all that money for nothing,
are they?
Making friends now, are we?
How's your mum and bro doing?
Your crackhead mum?
What'd you say,
you fucking bitch?
Enough, enough, enough!
Shawn O'Connor.
Report to meditation.
All right, all right,
I'm done. Fucking hell, get off.
Get off him!
Uh--ah!
Ah!
Ease your mind, Shawn.
Ah!
It's therapeutic, right?
You're in a safe space.
Take a deep breath.
Take a deep breath.
That's good.
That's good.
Do you feel more relaxed now?
It's beautiful in the wood,
isn't it?
It's so beautiful in the wood.
What was that?
How'd ya feel?
Amazin'.
It's next level, isn't it?
I think you have depression.
Dark thoughts
can make us feel hopeless.
I want you to spend
more time in meditation.
I see you've been thinking
about contacting
your old gang
after you're released.
You look
really tired...I don't think
they're good for you.
Thank you for sharing
and confronting
that difficult period
in your past.
By entrusting me
and taking these steps,
you'll finally begin
to understand
why you fell into addiction.
You're in a safe space.
That must have been
really hard.
Your anger towards
authority figures
stems from unresolved trauma.
You hiding from me?
I feel like we're really
making good progress
with JD and MH. I just need to--
-Is that for me?
-Yeah.
Yeah. I feel like if we,
you know,
really have
some one-on-one time--
This is your department,
Michelle.
-You can deal with it.
-Well, that's the thing,
you know, things
keep getting cancelled
and schedules are changing,
so it's hard to--
Listen, this is new
to all of us.
We're all on fresh ground.
"Fresh ground."
Yes. Something to say?
Mr. Cream Suit
in the basement...
Really?
I don't know, Von. I...
I really feel like
if we start making real
connections with these kids,
-we can--
-We do not have time.
Everything these kids
have been fed online,
they don't stand a chance.
-I need you on board.
-I am on board, Von.
I just...
-need a bit more time--
-Please.
Just get on board.
Okay.
Implement Stage Two.
She won't sign off.
She won't sign off?
-She needs to see it.
-Well, show her then.
I don't think this needs
to be drawn out, do you?
-It's a process.
-Of course it's a process.
Just speed it up,
for Christ's sake.
What--what are you
waiting for?
End call.
James. I know
how to speed things up.
Listen, I'm not here
for no drama.
Now, tell me where Tet is.
Thank you, Jill.
I'll let myself out.
Fuck! Aah!
Oh...fuck.
Move, man!
Where the fuck you going, Tet?
Fucking move!
Hey, get the fuck down!
Reg, there's too many people.
Fuck off, man. Shit.
Fuck! Come on.
Fuck!
Pick up the fucking phone.
Pick up the fucking phone.
Pick up the fucking phone.
Come on.
You are concerned,
Shawn.
Is there anything
you want to tell me?
I just wanna get my time
done in here.
Is that all?
What do you mean?
Hey, get the fuck down!
Move!
Oh, shit!
What did you say?
Apologies. We are
now operating as normal.
Hey, can we talk?
I don't have time right now.
Where is all this
information going?
'Cause I'm not getting
any of it.
Let's talk later.
He has too much control.
Pick up, please!
People have found me.
-Who?
-Shawn, get to the house
and get Mum out
before they get there.
Mum? What's happened to Mum?
I been shot.
You need to get Mum out now.
What's happened to Mum, Tet!
Tet!
Aah--
Fuck.
What about your mum?
Shawn, you need to
get her out.
Yo.
You get ready to run.
The fuck are you looking at?
I'm looking at you two.
You got a problem?
-Yeah, I do.
-You got something to say there,
-mop-head?
-I do, you little dickhead.
Come over here.
I can't hear you, G.
Look at you, fam.
You sat there like you got
-no bredrens or nothing, fam.
-What?
-You what?
-Yo!
Right, everyone just stay--
Oh!
You dickhead!
It's Shawn.
- NTrac? Drones.
- On their way.
Need everyone in the canteen
right now.
Heartrate high.
Headed to a red area.
What's this?
His brother reported
into hospital this morning
with severe injuries.
Gang related.
Get the kit.
There he is.
Try to see where he goes.
Got ya now, you prick!
Stay calm.
Help is on its way.
How far away are we?
We should have never
let this happen.
Are you all right?
Thought you was gonna
get away with this, didn't you?
Yah!
Rah!
Shawn?
Shawn, it's Michelle.
Can you hear me?
Oh, shit.
Shawn?
You've been pretty bashed up.
-Just breathe with me, okay?
-I don't like blood.
Has he got
any knife wounds?
I don't think so.
Have you been stabbed, Shawn?
Have you been stabbed?
Where are you taking me?
The school is in lockdown.
Please remain in the canteen
until further notice.
Where are you taking me?
And where's Shawn?
Is he hurt?
Is Shawn hurt?
Oh, that's not necessary.
-Tisha.
-What?
-You created this, didn't you?
-I--
Your plan to get Shawn
out of here.
Well, now look what's happened.
Actions have consequences,
Leticia.
Is he okay?
It's dangerous out there
for Shawn.
You knew that
and you still encouraged him.
-He needed to--
-This is why we're here.
To change this behavior.
-Is he hurt?
-Yes, he is.
-Where is he?
-He's being treated.
Where? What happened to him?
-You need to come with me.
-I'm not going anywhere
until I see Shawn.
Why would he want to
see you now?
Come.
I want you to take some time
to consider
why you made those choices.
Take a seat.
I promise you,
this is for your own good.
Please.
That's it. Just relax.
What does it do?
Think of it
like a guided meditation.
These connections here
read what truly make you happy
and then it shows it to you
through virtual reality.
It will help
make everything better.
I promise you,
this is for your own good.
Time to relax.
Where am I?
You're being treated.
Just relax.
-I need to get to my mum.
-Your mum is fine.
How's the pain?
We can take you
out of this life, Shawn.
We can change your path.
Shawn, my boy.
You've been in the wars.
We should let him get some rest.
He's a big man, aren't you?
We caught those thugs, Shawn.
nTrac got 'em.
We've handled that so you'll
never have to deal with that
ever again.
As for the rest of the stuff
with, um,
your brother and your mum,
well,
we think that would be best
left as an in-house issue.
If you want to keep it
that way.
Let's just give him some time.
I don't think he needs it,
does he?
nTrac says his vitals
are looking good.
Tell you what: the rest
of the students are buzzing
to see the victory
of our wounded warrior.
How's that sound, mate?
Now that your Mum
has been taken care of.
What do you mean?
You didn't tell him?
We've arranged
a full-time carer for your mum.
She's safe.
Right. Shall we?
You don't have to.
A good soldier
endures the hardship
for the sake of the mission.
He knows that.
Trauma eats us from the inside.
I wanna share something with ya.
This is Blake.
Over time, he explored
conspiracy theories,
extremist ideologies.
He went from a young,
empathetic man
to one who didn't care.
He was targeted by
complex marketing algorithms,
and his trauma
was used against him
to sell him products.
To keep him contained.
To keep him in a box.
It's been four years
since Blake murdered Michael.
He was 15.
And six months ago,
Blake's story ended in prison
after he took his own life.
Blake was my little brother.
And I could see it all
happening,
and I thought
I could prevent it.
But his algorithm
was too effective.
And the online world sent him
down a pathway of no return.
There are people in high places
with mass wealth
that want you
to stay in your lane.
No more.
You took a few knocks
but you're recovering well,
aren't you, mate?
Take a seat.
nTrac, load the pathway.
This is the information
"big data" have gathered on you,
Shawn.
They've created some labels
for you.
"Unmanageable. Noncompliant.
"Low spending potential.
A threat to public stability."
A low value placed on you,
forcing you down
a negative pathway.
How does that make you feel?
This is the case
for every one of you in here.
Your education, your opinions,
your ideologies--
they haven't even begun to
scratch the surface
of what you're capable of.
Yet, these algorithms
dictate your place in the world.
We need to go deeper.
We need to explore your psyche
to bring out your true value.
Shawn, do you want to change?
We need you to commit
to Stage Two.
For the sake of your futures.
For your families' futures.
Leticia, will you join us
on stage please?
Would you like to tell Shawn
what you told me?
It's my fault.
My...persistent
negative behaviors
are the reason
that you're even here.
-No.
-No, no, let her own it, Shawn.
It's my fault you got arrested.
And it's my fault
you look like that, so...
I need to change.
So powerful. So powerful!
I'm proud of you, Tish.
This is the beginning
of something very special.
It's time to take back control,
don't you think?
Every one of you in here.
Don't you think
it's about bloody time
we took control
of our own lives?
Will you give me this time
and commit to the next stage
to show you how to take
ownerships of your futures?
Say it.
Yes.
Yes.
You are not a label.
Let's give it up
for Shawn and Tish,
for all of you!
What was that?
What is this?
You're not thinking, Von.
This is madness.
Calm down.
You've lost your fucking mind!
This won't change
what happened to Blake.
If you don't understand
what we're trying to do here,
you are just as pathetic
as the rest of them.
Von--
You can't do this to them.
This isn't right.
Where are you taking me?
You can't just get rid of me.
Insufficient data.
Yeah, hearing about
this student of yours
getting a beating.
Time to export, yeah?
I will sort it.
There's a lot of doubt
this side, James.
Please, stop wasting time.
nTrac, please ask Tish
to come over.
To the server room,
James?
Yes, nTrac, like I said.
Load Tish's avatar.
Hello, James.
What percent are you?
75%.
- Close enough.
- Close enough for what?
To export.
-How are you doing?
-All right.
I've seen your results.
Your grades
have certainly improved.
But you're not quite
where you need to be.
Okay.
I want to show you something.
Hello, Tish.
nTrac has seen your potential,
but external factors are still
slowing down your progress.
So we've created an assistant
to help you
manage your behaviors
and keep you on the right path.
Despite your progress, Leticia,
it doesn't take much
to return back to old ways.
Having an assistant will
help you keep that momentum.
Think of it as a way to not only
elevate yourself personally
but to also help those
around you.
This is you at 100%,
all the time.
No off days, no tiredness.
This is your brain as AI.
There are no boundaries
to what you and your friends
can achieve.
Nothing to lose.
Everything to gain.
Have you ever noticed
when you're scrolling
suddenly you'll be shown
weird, violent,
and adult content
you didn't want to see?
They pollute your devices
with negativity.
And guess what.
It keeps you engaged.
Not happy, but still there,
scrolling.
Why should you have to be
exposed to this anymore?
We won't allow it.
What do you want to do
with your future?
I wanna be able to perform
on the stage
and build my own life.
I think you can
achieve those goals, Tish.
Do you?
There's a chance.
If I keep at it, maybe.
That feelin' of hopelessness.
That desperate need to escape.
This is gonna give you
peace of mind.
Take a seat.
What do you want to
do with your future?
What am I seeing here?
This is absolute
garbage data you're getting.
Where is my money going?
I've got people
ringing me up daily
wondering
what the fuck is happening.
I'm flying down tomorrow.
We're accelerating
the final stage.
Let's get this wrapped up,
now!
This feels good.
Don't you think?
There's more work to be done.
Okay.
So you spent all my money
on gadgets and gizmos again.
All in good time.
Well, hello.
You must be Yvonne.
-Heard a lot about you.
-Hi.
-And you are?
-John Smyth.
It's very nice to meet you,
John.
I wasn't aware
that you'd be visiting.
Just came down to see
what I paid for, haven't I?
James, why are the students
heading down to the White Room?
You know things move fast
around here.
We've spoken about this, James.
Maybe take a break, Yvonne.
No, I don't think I will,
and I'm sorry...
you're here to see
what you paid for?
Exactly.
Mum!
Stop!
Hold that. Point it at him.
- No--no!
- Shoot him, Leticia.
Shoot him.
No--no!
Uhh!
Ahh!
Please!
Stop!
Please, man!
You don't have to do this!
Please don't!
No!
Aah!
Yah!
Let's work together
to make things better.
End fear.
'Scuse me.
I need to speak to James.
Get out my way.
What is wrong with you?
nTrac, load Avatar One.
Hello, Miss Bakewell. Hi.
This is Leticia Murphy
at her absolute best.
No human fuckery, no off days,
and she'll only get better.
This is A-Star,
outstanding Tish...
her wants, needs, fears,
and hopes,
her truthful algorithm,
not some
secondary interpretation
based on online clicks.
This is a true AI hybrid.
The most revolutionary product
in the history of education.
She was failing, thieving,
and selling drugs.
Now she's shunned out
all of her negative behaviors
because of nTrac.
And you know
who'll get the credit?
You. Because you are the face
of J. Manuel.
What are you forcing them
to see?
Trauma eats us from the inside.
But it also carries
the most potent data source
for human potential.
This is an AI world now,
and we are giving these kids
a head start.
I can't believe
I've let this happen.
We are changing lives, Yvonne.
This stops now.
Think of their futures.
Get off me.
Get off me!
You're not gonna
get away with this!
Crazy fucking bastard!
Get off me!
Let me go!
Let me go!
Let me go!
People have resisted
the Industrial Revolution,
the moon landings, the internet.
But the world is illuminated,
and history has forgotten
these people.
You're one of those people,
Yvonne.
Is that you?
James.
It can be hard
being a pioneer.
But you must remember
you know
what is best for them.
Take back control.
Sonny,
you need to stop this now.
Can you go with
the rest of the group, please?
Leave me alone.
Sonny, you must get up
and integrate with the rest
of the students.
Why did you do this to me?
There is an imbalance
in J. Manuel.
Sonny, as you can see,
you are underachieving
at a significant rate.
What?
Do you know what path
you are on, Sonny?
You are a disruptor.
You have refused to comply
and are pursuing a path
of criminality.
Don't talk about me like that.
We cannot have such an imbalance
within J. Manuel.
You're going back
to Brookfields.
I'm not going back.
That's final.
-Sonny, let's go.
-Get the fuck off me.
Come on. You think I'm scum?
Come on, then. Come on, then.
Treat me like I'm worthless.
Fucking worthless!
I'm gonna full
the other way now!
Sonny, calm down.
You've treated me
like I'm a piece of shit!
This whole time!
This whole time you treated me
like a fucking dickhead!
Sonny, what are you doing?
Treat me like I'm fucking
worthless!
What the fuck are you doing?
Sonny!
What are you doing? No!
Sonny!
What have you done?
- Sonny?
- Oh, my God.
-Sonny.
-sonny.
Sonny--someone help him!
Sonny!
He's dead!
He's dead!
You're a murderer, bro!
He's dead!
We need to get out now.
-They just fucking killed him.
-There's no pulse.
-You're a murderer, bro!
-Somebody help him!
We have to go.
- Somebody help him!
- I need to leave.
I need to get out.
-We need to get out.
-We need to get out.
Somebody help him!
It's all you, isn't it?
Sonny!
- Jacob, stop!
- Sonny!
- Shawn!
- Shawn!
What did you think
was gonna happen?
I could see you change.
You were such a good,
innocent boy,
and then you became...
A monster?
No.
You just didn't wanna
be part of anything.
It all felt empty to ya.
All you ever wanted to do
was control me.
Aah!
Blake.
Blake!
Tish!
-Tish!
-Get the doctor!
Order must be restored
immediately.
Go ahead, Tish! Go!
Don't call me that!
Tish.
This is a good opportunity
for us to talk.
We were doing so well.
What happened?
Don't become a failure
like Mum said we would.
What happened to us?
Go away!
We can achieve
anything we set our mind to.
This is the future for us.
We are capable
of so much more.
Blake?
Blake.
Blake?
Ahh!
Get it together!
Look.
We can do this.
We'll all burn
this fucking place down!
Go!
All Guardians
initiate lockdown procedure.
Yes, teacher Yvonne Bakewell
is having some kind of
manic episode.
There's a student
in critical condition.
Assistants needed ASAP.
nTrac's initiated lockdown.
-I have a way out.
-James?
The exit strategy
is foolproof, yes?
nTrac will clear any traces.
And Yvonne?
Collateral damage.
Control!
Progress!
Aah!
Control! Progress!
A--
Aah!
What is happening to us?
- Where?
- Car.
Okay. Yeah.
Wait there.
What is wrong with you?
You don't understand.
Let's go.
This is the path
the world wants to take.
Either get on board,
or you fail.
A boy is dead!
And all his predicted
abuse victims
won't even get to thank me.
Data is king.
Get off her!
Run, Tish!
Send the cleanup team
to J. Manuel.
Yeah, it's quite
a significant one.
We mean nothing to them.
It's not hope. It's fear.
They want to control
what we see,
what we do, even what we think.
They thought
we wouldn't fight back.
But we will.
We're gonna burn
this shithole down!
'Cause I don't know about you,
but I'm sick of
feeling like nothing.
I see what they want.
You piece of shit!
-You killed Sonny!
-I didn't want to.
I didn't mean to.
You have to believe me.
You think we're nothing!
Guys, it's me. Let me in!
Tish!
They're coming.
They've triggered
the nTrac shutdown.
You have to destroy the system
as soon as possible.
What does that do?
Records our emotions.
O-our subconscious thoughts.
The information
they have on us is so detailed
that, if in the wrong hands...
They said it would make me
a better man.
You have to shut it down.
Before it's too late.
He's one of them.
We can't trust him!
I have to live
with what I've done.
We can't let this
happen to anyone else.
Let me help you shut this down.
You need to get us out of here.
The police are upstairs.
If you go any further,
I'm not sure
-what they will do.
-Relax.
If you don't stop
what you're doing right now,
the consequences
will be drastic.
-Stop.
-I'm just gonna tell them
-I wanna go home.
-You need to stay.
I'm just gonna tell them
I wanna go home.
We don't mean any trouble.
They rang the police.
I don't mean any harm--
Ohh--
Guys, stand down.
I said stop--stand down!
Taser, taser, taser!
Uhh--
Aah!
Run!
I thought you wanted
things to change, Shawn.
If you don't stop this,
Shawn,
you will face
the consequences.
Think about your mum, Shawn.
Aah!
Get to the server room now!
Go!
Shawn, there! Smash that!
I'm very disappointed
in you all.
We are on the brink
of opening you up
to an amazing new world,
and you are ruining it!
Sorry. I lost my temper.
This is very important.
You must believe
that this is the future.
They may look scary,
- but these aren't clones.
- Shawn, don't listen!
- They are AI versions of you.
- Shawn, please!
Constantly learning
and storing new information,
like a computer does.
Not to replace you, no.
It's an AI hybrid to help
navigate the new world.
Fuck!
Shawn, listen!
Listen to me now, please--
So you can succeed,
not be left behind
like so many will.
Kill it! Come on.
They're growing us!
Please, stop it now!
Shawn!
Stop, Shawn. It's okay.
I'm just here to help you.
Just relax, Shawn.
It's all okay.
There's nothing to worry about.
Do it, Shawn!
I can't hold it any longer!
Aah!
You will be
a burden, Shawn.
-You will be stuck...
-No--
...with the same aimless life.
This is progress.
End it now!
Aah! Aah!
Shawn, will you just
listen to what I'm saying?
This...is...
progress...progress...
progress, progress, progress,
pro-pro-progress.
Pro-progress.
Progre--pro--progress--
Progress.
Pro...gress.
Pro...gross.
- Pro...gress.
Pro...gress...
- Yo!
- We're good.
As we embrace the new world,
it's important we recognize
the full implications of AI.
Make no mistake,
we are in a race
and the country that embraces AI
most successfully
will become the most powerful,
dictating life
for the rest of the world.
We must not fear AI
any more than we fear
the evolutionary processes
that precede our own existence.
Natural selection,
survival of the fittest--
these are not monsters.
They are perfectly natural
mechanisms of progress.
This one,
albeit a technological one,
but no less inevitable.
Human brains, powered by
artificial intelligence,
will rule this upcoming era.
We will go beyond
the limitations
of our collective knowledge
and finally have answers to our
longest unanswered questions.
The possibilities for a future
of a human-machine alliance
are indeed endless.
There is no going back.
Let's get on board the ride.
Ah.
I am a criminal.
I love violence.
I am bad.