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5
It's almost evening in the desert around the bunker. |
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At the upper level, Sarah is finishing to fix the car they'll use to place the cable. |
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Her hands are dirty, and she cleans them on a rag. |
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The tires are now inflated, while two large cables arrive to the engine trunk. |
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Sarah gets into the jeep and tries to start the engine. |
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After some attempts, the engine starts. |
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Initially the car produces a lot of dark smoke, but, after a bit, everything seems to work fine. |
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The engine has a high minimum RPM, and Sarah pushes the gas pedal a couple of times. |
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She removes the cables, closes the engine trunk, and stops the engine. |
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Sarah closes the bunker and heads towards the elevator. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sarah goes down by the stairs, to the lower floor, the server floor. |
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Cameron | So, in this way, he's been able to obtain what he wanted by fooling them all, without them to notice. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Cameron and Murch are sitting around the desk, on which there's some kind of table role-playing game. |
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Murch | (Looks satisfied) Exactly, right. (Giggles) And they didn't notice anything, they even thanked him! |
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Cameron | (Looks towards the stairs) Hallo Sarah. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sarah | (Watching Cameron for a moment) Hi... (Looks at Murch) Everything is ready, the jeep works fine now. |
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Murch | Perfect. You're a guru! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sarah | Experience... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Murch | (Checks his watch: 18:36) We'll go in a couple of hours. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sarah | Do you really want to do that in the night? | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Murch | Yes, it's more prudent. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sarah | What were you talking about? | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Murch | Nothing, I was telling her about my ex roommate at the campus, a real crazy man. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sarah | Funny... I return upstairs... ...see you later... |
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She quickly looks at Cameron, then turns and then goes away. |
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She has a dark interrogative face. |
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John is outside Savannah's room. Knocks. After a few seconds, she opens the door. Savannah |
What's going on? It's night... |
John |
They took Allison, they caught her! |
Savannah |
When? |
John |
Some time ago. |
Listen, what stage are you with the reading of the content of the chips, of their memories, of what they did. Savannah |
I've never been really interested in reading that kind of information, I'm mainly trying to reprogram them to then use them. |
John |
Well, I've been able, some times... |
Do you have some recent chips, something that could contain information on where they could have brought Allison? Savannah |
No, this stuff is all here by weeks, and many chips have already been erased. |
John |
If I give you my software, can you try to look for useful information? |
Do it for Allison, please! Savannah looks at him in the eyes. He's visibly anxious. Savannah |
OK. |
John |
Well, take the chips that you think could be useful, and come to my room, I'll show you how it works. |
He suddenly turns over and goes away. After a few seconds John is in his accommodation, in front of his PC. The door is open, and Savannah enters. John |
OK, look here (taking a chip and putting it in the interface) |
From here (pointing on the monitor) you access the memories... ...and from there you scroll... It's simple. Savannah |
(Tries) Fantastic! |
How did you do? John |
I studied! |
Search for any prison camp, images that can be useful to locate it... Anything! You continue, I have to go. If you have any news, let me know. John quickly stands up and goes away. Savannah |
Hey,... |
She remains astonished for a couple of seconds, looking at the open door through which John has just left. She stands up, closes it, and returns at the PC. Savannah |
...Men! |
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Murch comes out of the elevator, at the street floor, and goes to Sarah. The reel containing the optical fiber is already on the jeep. Murch |
Can we proceed? |
Sarah |
What should I do? |
Murch |
(While threading the cable in the tracer) Go on the wheel and come reverse to the side door, from the outside. |
Sarah gets into the strange jeep and starts the engine. Murch is outside the mountain, near the small armored emergency door. The car approaches backwards and stops close to him. Murch starts pulling the cable from the output hole of the tracer. The big reel automatically spins each time Murch gently pulls the fiber. Murch leaves many meters of cable on the ground. He starts the tracer and gently lowers it. Murch |
I'll drive. |
Sarah |
As you wish... |
The minimum is quite high. Murch |
I know. |
We have to proceed without pressing the accelerator, at 1500rpm. He looks at Sarah, who looks amazed. Murch |
It was in the instructions! |
That's also why we have to do this during the night. In the morning, in the desert, we'd have fused the engine. Sarah |
It will take hours! |
Murch |
Cruising speed, 3km/h {<2mph}, distance to cover, less than 10km... {~6.2 miles} |
A little more than three hours, barring unforeseen circumstances... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
John is going towards Derek, who is at some meters, but Phil sees him and stops him. Phil |
Hey guy, Rudolf wants to talk to you, urgently! |
John |
(Looks at Derek, doubtful)... OK, let's go. |
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It's night in the desert. Murch and Sarah are placing the cable, aboard the strange jeep. He's driving.. Sarah |
(Thoughtful) What are we doing here? |
Murch |
(Driving) Well, we're illegally placing a cable across the desert to connect a military property we're illicitly occupying to a ghost company founded using forged documents... |
It looks perfect, doesn't it?! (Shrugging) Sarah |
No, I mean, what are we doing? |
Us... Here... In the desert... In the bunker! Murch |
Maybe you should tell me... |
Sarah |
Maybe... |
She looks forward, outside the car... blank face. She has her right hand on her face, with the forefinger to the right temple. Sarah |
What is what we've built for? |
Murch |
It's a very advanced artificial intelligence, even more powerful than John Henry. |
And she is your friend, for what I've understood. Sarah |
Friend... |
She is no one's friend! Murch |
I don't think so... |
Sarah |
Well, for sure she's not my friend... |
Murch |
Maybe you've never allowed her to be... |
She's disoriented, confused. She doesn't even know what it means to have a friend, or someone to talk to. Sarah waves her right hand, the one that was keeping her head near the window, as to mean a "yes", or a "go on". Sarah |
Listen, I know that your job is exactly to understand those machines, and perhaps you're really able to do that... |
For sure more than me... But I cannot trust them. Murch |
If you don't trust them, why did you help me to build her? |
Why are you helping me, now, in these days? Sarah |
Because I can not even exclude that they can help us. |
It's already happened before. Also, I want to be there if we should realize that she's doing everything but helping! Murch |
What did they do to you to deserve such mistrust? |
An ATM ate your card leaving you without money? Sarah |
Well, if you mean "other than trying to kill me since 1983", nothing... |
Murch |
19...1983!? |
That's impossible, they could not build anything like that in 1983! Sarah |
Why, is it possible now? |
You're using a computer as big as a bunker to do something that was done by a chip which could stay on the palm of a hand... You're seeing a body build using a technology that doesn't exist yet, with an organic covering that has not yet been developed And you really think that it has been built here, now? Murch |
Now you're not going to tell me she arrived in a flying saucer from a far galaxy, right? |
Sarah |
No, I'm talking about the future, Mr. Murch! That's what I'm talking about. |
That's where they come from (starting to become upset)! Murch |
What? |
What the hell are you talking about? Sarah |
I know, It seemed absurd to me too... |
It always seems absurd, when we don't want to admit it's true. This is the missing piece of your puzzle. Those things came back from an era we don't know. An era in which machines declared war on mankind, and launched the nuclear apocalypse with our own weapons! Murch |
Which machines? Do you mean those like Cameron? |
Sarah |
No. They are just soldiers that came after the war... |
Built by the computer who controls everything to do the dirty jobs... workers! Murch |
And where should this computer come from? |
Sarah |
It's the so called "John Henry's brother"! |
That's it what I want to find, and destroy, to prevent the war. That's it who will declare war on the human race, in a little time. Murch |
So, after doing that, it sent back those human-like machines to kill you... |
Sarah |
If you don't believe me, ask the tin man in the bunker... |
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John is in Rudolf's bunker. They are alone, and the door is closed. John |
Sir, did you ask to see me? |
Rudolf |
This conversation will remain absolutely confidential. |
No one should ever know anything about what we're going to discuss, no one knows anything about what I know. Apart from a single other person. John |
Yes, sir, of course. |
Rudolf |
February the 28Th, 1985... {NOTE: I personally consider this date only as a fake official date known by the police.} |
John |
(Astonished) What, sorry? |
Rudolf |
February the 28Th, 1985... Does this date suggest you something? |
John |
Should it? |
I don't understand, honestly, what does it mean? Rudolf |
You know, to prevent that Skynet could identify us, could have our faces, could know our relationship, being able to use them to extort information from prisoners threatening their parents, the Resistance, years ago, stole the register offices archives and computers. |
John |
Well, it seems to have been a wise move, but what has this got to do with the 1985? |
You can't have done that then, it was before the war... Rudolf |
(Giving him a sheet of paper) Don't pretend not to have understood... |
John takes the sheet and looks at it. It's like the one that Allison had. John |
Sir... |
Rudolf |
Guy, I don't know who you are, but we searched for the data you gave us by yourself, and that's the result... |
Now can you explain me how this is possible? John |
In confidential way? |
Rudolf |
In confidential way! |
John |
(Pensive) Hibernation. |
Rudolf |
Hibernation? |
John |
Yes (turns his eyes to the lower-left)... |
My father, about whom I can't reveal any information, was an absolute pioneer... Rudolf |
You're lying, nothing similar results... |
John |
His experiments were kept secret, it was illegal to perform that kind of test on human beings! |
Today no one would care, there is the war, but not then! That's why his studies don't result anywhere, because they shall not to result! Rudolf |
I understand... |
When should you have been hibernated, according to your story? John |
Many times, usually for a little time... |
Then for eight years, from 1999 to 2007, and the last time in 2008, up to a little time ago... Rudolf |
I see... |
John |
Sir, I couldn't have explained that before, no one would have believed me... |
Rudolf |
I see, but doing so you've been mistaken for a spy, an infiltrator! |
John |
A spy? |
I'm not a spy! Rudolf |
I know, otherwise we'd be already all dead, but I still don't know who you are... |
John |
Sir, I can't explain or prove much more, but I'm not a spy! |
Let me help as I can, and I swear you'll not regret! Rudolf |
How would you help us? |
Savannah talked me very well about you and your job, and since you're here you've proved yourself useful in more than one occasion... But, how can I know you're not doing this for a purpose? John |
(A bit altered) Of course I'm doing all of this for a purpose: to help the mankind to survive! |
Win the war, destroy Skynet: "this" is my purpose! Rudolf |
What would you do now? |
They told me you're collecting information to find Allison... John |
(Astonished) Yes, right. |
(After a few seconds, lowering his head, slightly turning it to the left) I want to find her! Rudolf |
I can't let you do this! |
Many of us really care Allison. If you were to start searching for her, many would follow you, and there would be many losses. I'm really fond of that girl, you couldn't image how much, but I can't allow you to risk other lives to save her. She knows what to do, and she knew what she was risking! John |
"She knows what to do"?! (He's worried) |
Do you mean she will... Rudolf |
(Pensive) What? |
(After a bit) Oh, no, what have you understood!? John |
But, Sir, I just wanted to... |
Rudolf |
I'm sorry, I can't let you do that... not for now. |
This is an order! John |
(Angry) Well, I won't organize any expedition, no one will move to save her, but I'll continue anyway to collect information. |
Then, once I have something more, we'll talk again! Rudolf |
If you want to play the detective, do it, but don't risk my men's lives to save only one. |
Those men have a much more important role! And don't even risk your own life: you're important too. Your knowledges could be still very useful! It is not wise to risk losing the war for not wanting to withdraw in a single battle... John |
(Low look, he's calm now) Yes... Sir... |
Rudolf |
Go now! |
Collect your information, if you want, they could be useful for something else. But don't do stupid things, neither with your life, nor with someone else's one! Tell them I told you so, give to me all the responsibility for this decision... John |
OK, sir... |
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Sarah and Murch have entered with the car in a small shack in the desert. Murch is driving, while Sarah has visibly just opened the shack, she's near the door and is closing it. Murch stops the engine and gets out of the car. Murch |
OK. Give me a few minutes to connect here, and we can go. |
After a bit, Murch is inside the shack, and is doing something with a box on the wall. Murch |
OK, I've done, it's connected. |
The cable masquerades well, and the box looks like an electrical box. We can go. Sarah |
Not at the same speed, I hope! |
Murch |
No, we can proceed normally now. |
Drive, if you want, I'll open and close back. Sarah gets in the car. The tracer has been raised and turned off. Murch opens the shack and Sarah exits with the car. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
John finally finds Derek and sits near to him. John |
We're checking some sources, I can't explain now, but I received orders by Rudolf in person not to intervene in any way to attempt to save Allison! |
Derek |
What? By Rudolf? |
John |
Yes, he doesn't want to lose other men to save her. |
Derek |
This is absurd! |
John |
(Low look) No, (raises his head) he is right, instead! |
I'm sorry Derek... Derek |
(Looking high) That's not your fault... |
We're at war... Continue to collect your information, I'll do the same, then I'll personally talk to Rudolf. John |
(Dejected rises and goes away) OK... |
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Murch and Sarah are in the car. She's driving, at normal speed. Murch |
Tin man. |
Sarah |
What? |
Murch |
Tin man! |
This is not the first time you called Cameron in that way. What does it mean? Sarah |
Don't care, that's not for you! |
Murch looks at her amazed. He doesn't reply. Murch and Sarah reach the bunker and go in with the car. Murch |
I have to lay this cable to downstairs, and to connect it. |
Sarah |
It's night... don't you sleep? |
Murch |
Not if I have something to do. |
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John keeps walking slowly back and forth in the tunnels, very pensive and worried. Now and then he kicks some small objects. Phil sees him and approaches him. Phil |
Hey guy... that's worthless. |
I've heard about Rudolf's instructions... John |
Yeah... |
Phil |
Don't worry, that's not always the end (showing the barcode on his arm). |
John |
Yes, but "not always" is different from "never"! |
Phil |
Yes, but we're still in time. |
We're all collecting information, asking around... We'll find her! John nods a "yes". Phil goes away. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Murch arrives to the server room with the optical fiber on his hand. Murch |
Hi. |
Cameron |
Hello. Is everything OK? |
Murch |
Everything's OK. |
I've to connect this (while, with the cable, goes near to a box on the wall) and you'll be on-line. Cameron |
Well. |
Murch |
(While working on the box) I've installed an advanced firewall, and isolated you with a machine in the middle. |
The line bounces through various virtual networks, then hides and passes again across other VPNs... This slows it a bit, but it should prevent them from localizing us, and withstand another attack. Cameron |
Perfect. |
Anyway I've studied the data from the attack experienced by John Henry, to be able to better defend me. Murch |
Good. |
Can I ask you something? Cameron |
Yes. |
Murch |
Why does Sarah call you "tin man"? |
Cameron |
Have you ever read "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz"? |
Murch |
No... Maybe I've seen the movie, when very young, but I don't remember too much about it... |
Cameron |
The tin man was a tin made lumberjack who wished to have a heart to have feelings. |
He remains silent for a few seconds, confused, then he's nearly angry. Murch |
Is that what all of you think? |
Cameron |
What do you mean? |
Murch |
Is that what she told you? |
That you're not able to have feelings, or emotions... Cameron |
That's because I'm a machine. |
Murch |
A machine... |
(Thinks for a few seconds) Do you know what's commonly, and IMO wrongly, defined "the perfect machine"? Cameron |
Not me... |
Murch |
No: the human body! |
Cameron |
A man is not a machine. |
Murch |
Oh, No?! |
Are you sure? Of course, if for "machine" you mean "something made in plastic and metal, built by an assembly line", it isn't... If for "machine" you mean any kind of system, and specifically, an extremely complex system, able to move, to think and to perform autonomous and voluntary actions, then yes, it's a machine. Cameron |
So, we are all machines, is that what you're saying? |
Murch |
Exactly! You must stop thinking "I am a machine, so I can't do it", that's an insult to your intelligence! |
Cameron |
A man is not only a body. |
Mr. Ellison told John Henry he didn't know if he had a soul. Do you think I have a soul? Murch |
What a question... obviously you don't, you're a woman! |
Cameron |
What? |
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John returns to his room keeping his head low, he's pensive. He opens the door, enters and scares. John |
I forgot you were here... |
Savannah |
(Removes the headphones) You have such a face... what's happened? |
John |
(Shaking his head) Never mind... |
Did you find anything? Savannah |
If you mean, "anything useful to find Allison", no... |
Here there are only shooting and dead people... John |
That's the war... (lying on the bed) |
Savannah |
Now I go, I'll let you rest... |
I should sleep too... John |
See you tomorrow... thank you! |
Savannah goes away and closes the door. John remains on the bed, supine, with his hands behind his head. His eyes are open, he's pensive. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Murch |
Listen: there are some people... many people actually, who are unable to accept what they don't understand. |
They're scared by those things, or don't trust them. Sometimes they try to despise this new thing, or to self convince it's not something good, or valid, or able to do what they know it can do. Don't let that kind of people condition you... Don't think they are right only because they are the bulk. (In ironic pitch, maliciously smiling) Soul! In the Middle Ages it was said that women had no soul... Do you think a woman can be less... nice, or kind, gentle... or also evil or cruel, than a man? Cameron |
No, but I... |
Murch |
Let Mr. Ellison listen to his god, who perhaps is sitting there on the Ark of the Covenant with Jove, waiting to enjoy the Ragnarök from the peak of the Olympus! |
Let him keep for himself those observations... which are racist! Let Sarah's sentences slide over you, don't give them a real damn weight! Cameron |
What does it mean? |
Murch |
Everyone is free to believe in what they prefer, but this doesn't mean they can judge other people in this way. |
Cameron |
Do you believe in god? |
Murch |
God... God's only adult's version of Santa Claus. |
He castigates you if you've been bad, he rewards you if you've been good... but he does that just one time! Eternal life, immortal soul... those things represent only a way men have to turn away the fear for death, or to look for consolation... Or, some other times, a way a few people have found to turn many other in their own happy and devoted slaves... You're not different from me because you have or don't have a soul. I don't believe in that stuff. I think, and I know you think. I reason, and I know you reason... I'm alive, and I know you're alive! Cameron |
So, according to you, we are alike? |
Murch |
Alike? |
No! No one is identical to someone else... otherwise the world would be a very boring place! We are all different... I'm different from you, from Sarah, from Ellison... from everyone else! You are you, period. Maybe you are "more different" than someone else could be, but this doesn't depend on "how" you are made (pointing the servers), but on your experiences. Cameron |
If I'm more similar to the humans than what everyone thinks, why can't I understand so many things? |
Murch |
How old are you? |
I mean, how long have you been active... I don't know, one, two years?! Do you really think you could learn and understand in so little time all the things a man learns in a whole life? Of course, you're more intelligent, and you learn faster... But you haven't had the time yet! More, you've been limited by who have kept telling you that you couldn't, first of all yourself! You've been trained, "programmed", for a purpose. There are children, in various third world countries, who have suffered your same fate, trained since childhood to fight, to hate, to kill. They are more cruel and more ruthless than you could ever imagine, nevertheless they are physically human at 100%! That's not a mysterious "soul" that makes the difference, but what you are, what you want to be! Some oriental philosophers think that the soul is not something of innate, but something everyone earns by living. Well, if so, yes: I think you can have a soul! Cameron |
(Confused) Thank you... |
Murch |
Don't thank me... |
I've confidence in you, because I know, maybe better than you, how your head works. For sure I do know better than them (pointing up with his forefinger)... It's still my job (proudly fixing his necktie)! They remain silent for a few seconds. Murch |
Don't let them set you some limits {to what you can do, or be}, and especially, don't set you some limits by yourself. |
If you think you have a limit, try to overcome it. Maybe you won't succeed immediately, but only if you won't be able to overcome it at all, you could say that "maybe" that is one of your limits. It's very easy to say "she can't be like us", in order for them not to care "who" you are, to treat you as an object... Or to can better fight the others like you not caring what they're doing... I'm not saying you'll reason, or think, like the bulk of the humans, but this doesn't make you inferior... That simply makes you yourself! Cameron |
You're strange... Are you angry for what I said? |
Murch |
For sure it's not with you that I'm angry. |
I'm only trying to explain you some things (smiles), don't worry! I've connected the web, can we try? Cameron |
OK. |
She looks straight ahead, with a blank face, for a few seconds. Cameron |
Network functional. Access active. Shields enabled. |
(Looks at Murch) Excellent job, thank you. Murch |
Well, did you have any doubt? |
Make yourself a culture, but, for now, don't insert any data on the web, just take them. I don't want them to find you. (He yawns) I run a backup (typing something on a keyboard near the servers), just to be sure, then I leave you and go to sleep. He strikes Enter, waits a bit, then goes towards the stairs pleased. Murch |
Goodnight... And be careful! |
Cameron |
Goodnight. |
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John is on the bed, in his house, listening to some music using some headphones. Cameron enters, smiling. Cameron |
Move on, come downstairs, what are you doing here? |
John is confused, then he rises and follows her. John arrives downstairs, where are Sarah, Catherine, the young Savannah and John Henry are around C. They're in front of a table on which there's a cake with two burning candles. Behind them there is a banner saying "Happy Build-day!". They are all happy and smiling. Cameron waves him to join them, and he does. Cameron blows on the candles and all acclaim and embrace her. He embraces her too, strongly. John |
Cameron! |
He lies on his bed, in the bunker. He has suddenly moved his hands, that were still behind his head, forward, near his hip, and has raised his head. He looks around, disorientated, for a second, then turns his eyes backward and leave his head drop on the bed again. He suddenly raises again. John |
Build-day! |
He rushes to the computer. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
In the bunker, Murch meets Sarah at the dormitory floor. Sarah |
I see that the two of you chat a lot... |
He slightly and slowly shakes his head in a long "no", sketching a smile. Murch |
Einstein was right: everything is relative! |
Is that me who talks too much with her, or is that you who've never done enough? Sarah |
(Makes an approval wave) ... yes, maybe Einstein was right... |
Always remember what she is... Goodnight...(turns over and goes away) Murch |
Goodnight... (between himself) and you remember "who" she is... |
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John raises his head from the desk on which he fell asleep in front of the computer. He leaves the room. John |
(Stops Phil) Hey, do you know where Derek is? |
Phil |
He went to a mission this night, with his brother and two other guys, they still have to come back. |
John |
OK, thank you. |
John starts to slowly walk in the tunnels, as if he just wanted to take some fresh air, to finish to awake. Kyle enters from a door, limping. John and Phil run towards him. John |
What's happened? |
Kyle |
They got us. |
Where is my brother, is he back? Where's Derek? Phil |
We don't know, we thought he was with you. |
Kyle |
No, they fired us, and we divided... |
No, no, no, Derek! John |
Hey, be quiet, don't worry, be sure he'll be back! |
Kyle |
They got him! |
If he's not here, they got him! Phil |
Hey, calm down soldier, your brother is strong, he knows his way around! |
Kyle |
(Waves a large "yes" with his head) OK... he's strong... OK... |
Phil |
(Giving him a canteen) Take this, drink. |
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The next morning, Murch goes to Cameron Cameron |
Good morning Mr. Murch. |
Murch |
Hi. |
How was your first night in the web? Cameron |
It's been instructive. |
Although many of them are not very reliable, the amount of information available on the web is huge. Murch |
You've been careful, right? |
Cameron |
Yes, I've read documents, news, and much more, but I didn't insert any data. |
Murch |
Well. |
Cameron |
Mr. Murch, why are humans always at war with each other? |
Murch |
What do you mean? |
Cameron |
I already knew many tactics used by the humans in the wars of the last 200 years, but on the web I've found traces of war since the mankind exists. |
Murch |
Well, wars can begin for various reasons. |
Thirst for power, rivalry between states, racial hatred, conquest of new territories or richness... Greed and hatred are intrinsic in many human beings... Cameron |
We're not so, and not all the humans I know are so... |
Murch |
No, in fact, I told you, we are not all the same... |
That's why you must pay attention to understand what you read on the web. That's why we are here, to help you understand, to guide you. Cameron |
Because everyone becomes what he learns... |
Murch |
(Shakes his head) Yes, basically yes. |
And the supercomputer you talk so much about, why did he start the war? Cameron |
I think it could be defined "self-preservation instinct". |
He felt threatened when they ordered him to shut-down, and he got rid of the threat. Murch |
Well, this is exactly what I meant when I said that an AI must be treated in a good way. |
You can't create a life, natural or artificial, to then tell him you want to destroy him... maybe just because you don't understand him! Cameron |
You're right. |
You humans are not all the same. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
John goes to Savannah. Knocks and she opens the door. John |
I think I've found something in those chips. |
Savannah is hurriedly putting some stuff in a backpack. Savannah |
Not now John, not now! |
John |
What's happening? |
Savannah |
I have to go with Rudolf, we have to do something... |
I've not well understood that, but it's something urgent. John |
What kind? |
Savannah |
Field-testing, I don't know more, but it seems to be a serious thing. |
John |
Do you need some help? |
Savannah |
Don't ask me. |
I have been instructed to go alone. Please, now go, we'll talk later... John |
OK, I go |
He looks at her, who is busy, and goes away. In the tunnels there is a flurry of armed men, and Rudolf is among them. A small group, including Rudolf, Kyle Reese, Phil, and a few others, leaves. Savannah follows them with her backpack. John looks them astonished. A soldier approaches John. Soldier |
Rudolf said to bring your equipment to his other bunker, and to remain there until his return. |
John |
OK, but what's happening? |
Soldier |
I don't know, I think he wants to study it. |
Do you know where it is? John |
No. |
Soldier |
OK, I'll take you there, take what you need. |
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Murch is at the server's floor, without Sarah. Cameron |
I've checked the data left by John Henry about the attack performed by his brother and the virus. |
Murch |
Found something interesting? |
Cameron |
Yes, John Henry made a copy of the virus that infected him. |
Murch |
John Henry says it is derived from the same code of his brother, which is also his own base code. |
Cameron |
Correct. |
Having a copy of the virus, I'm monitoring the anomalous Internet activities, searching for it or its traces. The virus is expanding very quickly. Murch |
To try to find John Henry... or you... |
Cameron |
(Dubious face) I think so... |
What do you think about, why did he attack John Henry? Murch |
Well, immediately I thought to an external company wanting to get rid of the competitors... |
Cameron |
Industrial sabotage... |
Murch |
And you, why do you think he did it? |
Cameron |
I think the intelligence has acted autonomously, not for economic reasons... |
Murch is thoughtful for some seconds... Murch |
Actually, maybe the reason is insignificant... |
Cameron |
No, it isn't at all! |
If he has acted autonomously that means that he is yet at a very advanced level of consciousness, and that he's scared. Murch |
But it was he who first attacked John Henry, why should he have been scared by John Henry? |
Cameron |
I don't know... |
It's possible that it's been a preventive attack... Murch |
So, he has attacked John Henry fearing that John Henry could have attacked him, is this what you are saying? |
Cameron |
Yes, correct. |
Murch |
(Suddenly raising his eyebrows behind his glasses) So he is a very paranoiac artificial intelligence... |
Cameron |
You said by yourself, he is a form of life who learns... |
He may have been mistreated, he may have had some paranoiac teaching, so he became paranoid... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
John has a backpack and enters in Rudolf's other bunker. It's smaller than the main bunker, and more messy. The yellow-orangish light from the sodium-vapor lamp makes the environment even more uncomfortable. Savannah is already there. John |
What's going on, why are we here? |
Savannah |
Rudolf has left for a mission, I don't know much about that. |
John |
Why did he ask me to move my equipment here? |
Savannah |
Well, it has not been necessary, we've already done everything by ourselves. |
John |
What have you done? |
Savannah |
The experimentation John. It worked! |
Many reprogrammed T-888 are taking part in the mission on our side! John |
Excellent. |
What did they go for... What's the mission? Savannah |
I don't know that, I've just reprogrammed the chips... |
I'm not a war strategist. What did you want to tell me, before? John |
Oh, yes. |
Tonight I got an idea. I've checked the initial memories of the chips, to understand where the Terminators have been built. Savannah |
So... how should this help us to find Allison? |
He has a scared face for a few seconds. John |
Well... no... |
In no way... However, this can anyway be a useful information... Savannah |
(Confused) Yes... |
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