All language subtitles for HUMANS - S01 E05 - Episode 05 (1080p - BluRay)

They'll be gone a while.
Got the place to ourselves.

Actually, I'm going out as well.

- Where exactly is she?
- Edmonds Street.

Is there anyone called
Tom living there?

- So, what happens now?
- Anything you want.

We've intercepted a call - fight
in progress at a smash club.

She's attacking
people, not synths.

What do you think's
wrong with my synth?

- Is Mia with you?
- Who's Mia?

Our father hid a
program in our heads.

Think it's what he used
to give you consciousness.

It needs all of us to run
it, all of us.

This machine needs to be
recycled, mate.

Go into the woods.

This might be the single biggest
murder case in our country's history.

If there are more synths
out there who can kill?

Well, we're all screwed,
then, aren't we?

- Tell me what you saw.
- A tree.

When I touched it, it felt like...
life.

What does it do?

I think it's a way
to make more of you.

Dad didn't destroy all his work
before he died. He hid it in us.

The formula for
machine consciousness.

If we could make more of us,

then the humans would have
to accept our existence.

They'd fear us even more.

- All I want is a home.
- He meant for us to find this.

We need Fred and Mia.
Where do we start?

No, you don't.
You're wanted for murder.

- You have to lay low.
- I will not hide again.

If you want this to
work, you'll have to.

The people hunting us
know your face now.

53 Park Drive, NW6.

You'll be safe there
until I find the others.

- You've put me with a human?
- This human, yes.

Two days.

Alright.

Uh, one more thing.

Be, uh... nice.

I am nice.

Could you use some extra
help around the house?

Introducing the world's
first family android.

This mechanical maid is capable of
serving more than just breakfast in bed.

What could you accomplish

if you had someone -
something - like this?

These machines will
bring us closer together.

I'm gonna say a word.

I want you to tell me if
it means anything to you.

'Mia'.

That mean anything?

No, Mattie.

They say she ripped
some bloke's throat out.

It's bollocks. No synth's
ever hurt anyone deliberately.

Anita, please go and, um...
finish the ironing.

Sophie, sit next to Mats.

Alright, so...

You know your mum thinks
Anita is a bit different?

We thought we'd check up on her.

And...
turns out she's not brand-new.

In fact, she's really old

and probably illegally modified.

Which explains a lot.

So... we have to take her back.

- No!
- Why?

We paid for a brand-new one.

And she's ancient.
Anything could go wrong with her.

You can't get rid of someone
just because they're old.

I don't want her going
into someone else's house.

- She won't. They'll recycle her.
- She saved my life.

And you just want
to chuck her away?

- Mats, what do you think?
- I say we keep her.

I'd like to find out
what she was before.

- Yeah, I vote keep.
- We're not voting.

- Laur?
- So Anita's old and weird.

If that's a good enough reason
to get rid of her, we're next.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Dad.
She's part of this family.

Maybe she's part
of someone else's.

K! Have you seen the news?!

- Bloody hell, Pete! Privacy!
- Yes, sorry.

Sometimes I forget
you're a woman.

Uh...

I'll just be in the kitchen
cutting my tongue out.

Don't make a mess.

DI Voss,
you will be briefing the press

and you will refute
every killer synth claim

and any internal cover-up.

For now, we'll use this
leak to our advantage.

- Drummond.
- Sir.

You're going back on the desk.

I want every call
followed through.

And if this dolly
hurts anybody else,

then I'll be replacing the
pair of you with synthetics

twice as pretty and a
fraction of the cost.

Sir, there was a 999 call routed here
last night concerning a smash club,

but there's no follow-up,
nothing in the system.

- Who mentioned that?
- No-one, sir.

I like to browse the incident logs.
Find it soothing.

Well, as it happened, I was in
dispatch when that call came through.

It was just a time-waster.

Now, off you go.
Press are waiting.

It's DI Voss, STTF.
Sorry to wake you.

You were in the control
room last night.

Did you take a call about
an incident at a smash club?

Did someone ask you to drop it?

You don't have to tell me who,
just what the caller said.

Thank you.

Stop up here.

- Yeah.
- Leo Elster sent me.

Why?

He said I'd be safe here.

- Guess he made a mistake.
- Wait.

You want a cup of tea or what?
It's cold out here.

Vera!

Come on.

Get this young lady a hot drink.

Synthetics don't require
beverages, Dr Millican.

Jeez, Vera, she's human.

I can detect no cardiac
or respiratory activity.

This individual is,
however, emitting

electromagnetic signatures
within the recognised spectrum

of standard synthetic
appliance operation.

- Why don't you share?
- 'Cause I'm not a synth, dolly.

Well, if she says she's not a synth,
then she can't be a synth, right?

I will bring some tea.

What are you?

My name is Niska.
I was made by David Elster.

Are you conscious?

Oh...

This is one of
Hu-bot97's friends.

If we can find him,
he'll lead us to her.

When we have a home again,
I'm going to keep a picture of us.

I'll be right with you, Max.
You won't need pictures.

I will...

for when you die again.

We can't keep her.
I know what we said this morning.

But I don't think the kids
have a say in this one.

Maybe her being 14
is a good thing.

Explains how well
she understands us.

How could it be a good thing?

She must have had who
knows how many owners

and people tinkering
around inside her.

I mean, have you seen the news?

- A modded synth killed someone.
- Hello?

So now you want to talk to me.
What's changed?

I've found out
something about her.

Will you meet me again? Please?

- I don't know.
- Why? What's the matter?

You. You're weird.

No, I'm not.

You really are.

Tried to stop me leaving last
time, remember?

Well, I've been to
charm school since then.

What are you talking about?

Tom.

Who is he?

I don't know what you're on about
or what it has to do with Anita.

Fine.

I can't make you tell me.

- Are you still there?
- Yeah.

I've got to go.
It's not a good time.

Look, I'm sending
you my location now.

- Please change your mind.
- Hmm.

Not theirs, not yours.

So what?

I have to do what I think
is best for our family.

Hiya. I'm here to collect
a synthetic return.

It's number 901-354-982.

- You're gonna recycle her?
- With care and dignity.

You can attend the event.

Is Joseph Hawkins here?
I take it that's your dad.

Uh, yeah.
Just one second, please.

Anita, you're coming with me.

Daddy's just coming.

Uh, hello? Anyone?

Please reconsider this
course of action, Mattie.

- It's very unsafe.
- Yeah.

Mats!

Do you really think this excessive
motion will bring her to us sooner?

Any inappropriate physical contact
must be reported to my primary user.

No, no...

There's no sign of recognition.
The new programming's taken hold.

No, there's something
else in there.

Believe me. I've seen it.

Thank you for bringing her back to me.
My name's Leo.

Where are you?

Mattie, I believe this to
be an improper environment.

They're my friends, Anita.

You're just gonna help us with
a science project for school.

Why don't you come and sit
down, Anita?

It is not advisable to mount
a direct data connection...

It's OK, Anita.

Leo.

- This isn't Mia.
- But she's in there somewhere.

We just need to find her and
bring her back to the surface.

Like the lake?

Yes.

- You said you'd seen her?
- Yeah.

When I got that code,
I was in her head.

She freaked out, screamed,
and her face, it was, like...

human, scared.

- And what exactly did you do?
- Nothing fancy.

Just accessed her root system
directly with a cloned file key.

Right.
I might as well try that first.

So are you a headcracker?

Me? No, aspiring.

So, what kind of
synth was she before?

A very special one. No.
Direct access didn't work.

She must have retreated deeper
within the architecture.

Won't your parents be worried?

They'll miss you.

No.

- No.
- Oh, God.

Well, we need to start thinking
about calling the police.

She'll come back. It'll be fine.

She doesn't know how to
drive, Joe.

What if she crashes,
hits someone?

Well,
Anita won't let that happen.

I thought she was
supposed to be dangerous.

Come on.

God, if we hadn't been arguing,
this never would have happened.

Hey. Hey. Come on. Come on.

It's gonna be fine.

Everything's gonna be alright.

There's no point
in staring at me.

There's no physical differences
between me and any other synthetic.

"And once you are awake,
you shall remain awake eternally."

'Thus Spoke Zarathustra'.
I've always liked that.

You like Nietzsche?

That makes sense.

If it's not...

physical, how did he do it?

17,000 pages of unique code

which forms my root directory
and engages consciousness.

He boiled down the
mystery of the human mind

to 17,000 pages of code?

Well, then again, why not?

"How many angels can dance
on the head of a pin?"

What are you feeling right now?

Boredom at that question.

Anger at the people
that would destroy us.

Hope, for others like
me and our future.

Impatience at being here.

And irritation at you.

What's it like to be you?

Well, that's an
unanswerable question.

I have no frame of reference.
No-one does.

Experience is
entirely subjective.

What's it like to be you?

These days, it's not so great.

A while ago, it was...

it was pretty good.

Who wants to destroy you?

Anyone who knows what we
are, what we could become.

We're stronger.
We're more intelligent.

Of course you see
us as a threat.

Yeah. Well, I know I did.

David lured me over here from
MIT, what,

25 years ago now

to help with the mechanical designs
of the bodies of the first synths.

The work that we did in those days
made history, changed the world.

Then I realised that
his next ambition was...

you.

I asked him to stop and
think - that's all -

what that could
mean for humanity.

That was blasphemy to him.

He got rid of me. That was that.

Now here you are.

Well,
I'm sorry to disappoint you.

I'm not disappointed.
I'm a scientist.

And mankind's greatest creation
is sitting on my... couch!

You worry me...

sure, but...

there's no denying
that you are a miracle.

Leo showed me the
message from David.

- What is that?
- It's the key to the future.

Maybe you were
right to warn him.

He made you pretty hard, huh?

That's lazy thinking.

My experiences have shaped
me, just as yours have you.

What experiences?

Tell me.

I need to charge.

OK, I need you to engage
the Anita software.

Alright.
Ask it a specific question.

Anita, what happened
the day that we got you?

- The 24th.
- Capturing from that.

Joe Hawkins is my primary user.

Sophie Hawkins, Toby Hawkins,
Mattie Hawkins are my...

It's not letting you?

What?

It's sort of...
it's redirecting over the top

like there's nothing else there.

Try a deauthentication attack
on the host she's attached to.

- No, no, that's way too basic.
- The 24th.

I'm now securely bonded.
Anita, AN Hawkins.

I will always keep you safe.
It's raining.

The 24th.
I'm now securely bonded.

The 24th. I'm now securely bonded.
The 24th.

Securely bonded...
24th... 24th...

- Come on.
- The 24th... 24th... The 24th...

- It's raining... It's raining...
- Stop it! Stop it!

- Pull it! Pull it!
- It's raining... It's raining...

Did it work?

Max?

Is that you?

Unauthorised tamper in progress.

Would you like to
see a ladybird?

It's almost dinnertime, Matilda.

Where are you, Mimi?

I'm not entirely sure.

It appears to be a
disused social club.

My name is Anita.
I will now prepare dinner.

- What's happening to her?
- It's just glitching.

We're going pretty deep.

It's been 2 hours and 21
minutes, Leo.

No. We're trying again.

Sit her down.

Come on.

- DS Drummond.
- Good afternoon, sir.

This is Amy at Sandhurst
Synthetic Care.

I'm just phoning to let you
know that your synthetic, Simon,

is coming to the end
of its rental period.

Not my problem.
Speak to my wife.

I'm afraid your name is on
the rental agreement, sir.

If the unit isn't returned to
us by five o'clock tomorrow,

we will have to charge
your credit card.

Bloody hell. Fine, fine.

Hello, Peter.

What are you doing?

Having some carrot cake.

People are laughing at you.

I don't care.

I'd be nowhere without him.

Well...

It needs to go back to the shop.

- What?
- Time's up.

- They need it back.
- It's... It's just...

I mean, I still don't feel 100%.
There must be a way...

There is.
You cover the entire cost yourself.

I can't afford that.

You must be joking.
You left me for...

YOU left me.

You just didn't go anywhere.

You know what's nice?

I don't have to walk on
eggshells around him.

I don't have to think about what I'm
gonna say in case it makes him angry.

I don't have to lie there
wondering if he still loves me,

if he still finds me
attractive after the accident,

always worrying about what he's
thinking and what he's feeling.

I can rely on him. Completely.

I need him.

Please don't take him away.

Oh.

I was at home. I don't see...

I don't care about your smash club.
Tell me what happened.

The blonde came in,
paid her money and then went apeshit.

Broken bones, cracked skulls.
She didn't touch the dollies.

Called the Old Bill 'cause I
thought she'd kill someone.

They never showed.

Anything unusual
about her appearance?

- No.
- You have a video?

I uploaded it.
It got taken down.

She injured 11 people
before escaping,

but she took a
call at the scene,

and we were close enough
to directly intercept...

most of it.

The life program. It's real.

- Leo, what?
- I swear it.

But it needs all of us to run it.
All of us.

Who's she talking to?

Leo Elster.

David Elster's son?
He died when he was a boy.

Yes. Drowned.

Hospital records show brain
death, coma...

before being released on life
support to David's private care,

dying a few weeks later.

Or so we were told.

What are they talking about?
What's hidden inside them?

All I can tell you is David
succeeded in creating true AI.

And I don't believe for a moment
he would have been satisfied

with a legacy of
just four machines.

- Worst-case scenario?
- Consciousness proliferation.

If what you say is true, this is a
national, global security matter.

They say it needs them all together to
make this thing happen, whatever 'it' is.

Mm-hm. Then it's simple.

You destroy the one you have here.
Today.

She's gone.

What?

She's not in there.

Mia's gone, Max.
She... she's dead.

No. You're wrong. I've seen her.

No, no.
What you saw was an echo.

The Anita personality
has purged the old data.

There's...
there's no trace of her.

- And I've tried everything.
- Can I try something?

What could you do that I can't?!

You don't know
anything about us.

Now, just go home
and take it with you.

She's yours.

No, she's not anymore.

Matilda?
Your school friend is right.

We should go home now.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

You're still in there.
I know it.

Smoking, drinking,
stealing the family car.

Such a teenage cliché.

They're still out
looking for you.

You little pervert.

- Nice talking to you.
- You had sex with her.

I wish. Who?

- Anita. -What?
- Where the hell have you been?

- What the hell's wrong with you?
- Get off! You're mad.

After the party,
you brushed off that girl to shag Anita?

- No!
- What are you on about?

- Sex code. Activated Saturday.
- I didn't do anything!

You're just trying to
get out of a bollocking!

She's the one who stole the family
car, Mum, remember?

Oh, she's in big
trouble, don't you worry.

Did you do this?

No!

- You have to be 18. I couldn't!
- You're such a liar.

Maybe it's a mistake.
I'm calling the shop.

It's not a mistake. I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have done it.

Oh, Tobe! How could you?

Disgusting.

Get out.
I'll deal with you later.

I don't know what to say to you.

Sorry.

Go to bed.

We'll talk in the morning.

- She's OK?
- Mm-hm.

She said she just didn't
want us to send Anita back.

Car's alright.

Are you OK?

Your son had sex with our synth.

What?

It's on the Persona report.

"Adult mode activation"
or something.

I mean, have you...

spoken to him about it?

He said he's sorry and
he wouldn't do it again.

She stopped him being run
over and he does that to her.

Well, he's... a teenage boy.

Oh, I didn't mean
it's not a big deal.

- Shall I go up?
- No.

I said we'd talk in the morning.

OK.

I'll do it. Might be better.

Fine.

I'll think up a punishment
for Mattie to ignore.

George could murder...

Please give me a
description of the man.

OK. That one is...

What is your emergency?

I mean,
none of them will hurt you.

If you could read me
the serial number?

It's just inside the bottom lip.

That's right, yep.

Right. OK, um...

Leave it alone now,
and someone will come and pick it up.

Yeah, no, thank you.
OK. Bye-bye.

Would you like me to send a
synthetic unit to collect it?

No, I'm dealing with
this one personally.

Don't listen to me
when I'm on the phone.

DS Drummond, you are required
to remain here, as recent...

Stick it up your bollocks.

He said something
about a murder.

What with the news,
I thought best to report it.

Well, you did the right thing.

I've actually dealt
with this one before.

Ancient model.
Should have been recycled weeks ago.

It's just over here.

Oh. Well, he was.

Leo.

Wait. I'm coming with you.

No.

Where are you going?

I don't know.
Mia's dead, Fred's gone.

It's over. It's time you learned
to take care of yourself.

- But we're a family.
- No, we're not.

Niska was right.
You'd be better off without me.

Look at the life I've shown you,
hunted and hiding like animals.

You've always tried your best.

You've always tried
to protect us.

And...? I've failed.

No, Max.

Leave me alone!

- Everything's ready.
- Then let's begin.

I truly am sorry.

Mum said...

you slept with Anita?

I lied.

Why would you do that?

I don't know. You tell me.

I knew it.

It was you.

Why'd you tell Mum it was you?

I couldn't let her work out the
truth, could I?

You two, you...
you've always argued, but...

Well, it's worse these days.

Mum's always away for
work, and...

You act like everything's cool, but...
but it's not.

Then you do that.

Say something.

You're my dad!
You're meant to say something!

Niska?
Is everything alright in there?

Ah!

David made you feel pain?

True consciousness isn't
possible without suffering.

Or pleasure.

Are you scared of pain?

I try to avoid it.

And what about death?

If that's the way
you think of it.

No. I don't fear that.

Which makes me stronger
than any human.

You got that the wrong way up.

If...

you're not worried about dying,
you're not really living.

You're just existing.

Did you tell someone I was here?

No.

Stay here.

Remember me?

DS Drummond?
Special Technologies Task Force?

Can I come in and have a word?

Tried to do you a
favour, Dr Millican.

Told you you could recycle your
out-of-date model yourself,

and you repaid me by
fly-tipping him in the woods.

I'm afraid that gets
you a 175-quid fine.

- You found Odi?
- Don't take the piss.

Is there someone else here?

I have a new care model.

Right. Can I speak to it?

She's out... at the store.

Please tell me that bleeding
D-series isn't here, Dr Millican.

I wish he was.

Don't mind if I check, do you?

We have a...

We have birds
nesting in the roof.

If I do find him here,

I can charge you with
wasting police time.

And I've seen people
hide synthetics

in places that would make
you weep for humanity.

Yeah, my Vera...

leaks.

Defective charging port.

Come on. This is crazy.

That's Vera.

Vera.

This is a policeman.

Have there been any other
synthetics in this house lately?

A D-series synthetic
appeared three days ago

and drove Dr Millican
away in his car.

The vehicle collided with
a tree in Henson woodlands

and Dr Millican was treated
for minor head injuries.

The synthetic has
not appeared since.

I know who you are, Dr Millican.
You worked with Elster.

You must be very proud when you
turn on the news these days.

Why? What happened?

Chips?

That usually means
the bad guys got away.

Sometimes I think very seriously

about jacking it all in to
become a millionaire playboy.

I found something.
On the synth we're looking for.

But we've gotta keep it quiet.

- What is it?
- I think she's posing as a human.

She's changed her eye colour,
wearing human clothes.

- How is that possible?
- No idea.

But it's why we're
drawing a blank.

We're looking for a synth.
We should be looking for a woman.

Where did you get this?

She went to a smash club and
beat up the punters instead.

No-one's ever gonna believe
a synth could do that,

no matter what's in the news.

I need you to quietly get anything that
mentions her description, anything at all,

for the whole city,
but as a human.

Shaw's funnelling everything
to that government bloke.

If we want to find her before he
does, it has to be just you and me.

If they can pretend to be us
now, that changes everything.

We're giving ourselves
away, piece by piece.

We're handing over the things
that make us who we are,

or maybe who we were.

- Our responsibilities.
- Yeah.

- Our dignity.
- Yeah!

Look around.

This place used to
be full of people.

Working people - creating,
building, making.

Coming together.
Earning a place in our society.

Those people haven't
just lost their jobs.

- They've lost their purpose.
- Yeah!

But it's not just work.

Why raise your kids
when a dolly can do it?

Yeah! -Why cook your family a
meal when a dolly can do it?

Why go on a date?

Why try to get to know someone
when you can pay a dolly for sex?

In every area of human life,
they are coming between us.

We don't know how to connect to each
other, only to them.

And now, we can't even
trust them not to hurt us.

We are stumbling
towards the precipice.

We're racing towards
it, willingly,

with a smile on our face
and a dolly's hand in ours!

Yes, we are people!

We are people! We are people!

We are people! We are people!
We are people!

Did you speak to Tobe?

It, um...

It wasn't him.

Uh...

I'd had a few glasses of
wine, and...

I was pissed off with you.

I was... I was mucking about.
I just...

I... I wanted to know
what would happen if...

It was an accident.
Before I knew it, I... I...

Before you knew it, what?

OK.

- I messed around with Anita.
- Oh!

I'm sorry.

It was... it was stupid.

Pointless. It was...
It was nothing.

It was a moment of
complete stupidity.

I...

I knew we were having
trouble, but I never, ever...

ever had you down as a cheat.

Come... come on.

I'm hardly a cheat.

What?

It... it was a machine.

It's not a person. Not...

OK, yeah, it's disgu...
I'm disgusting.

But... it's a sex toy.
It's not another human being.

She lives in our house.

She looks after our children.

She saved our son's life.

And...
you're calling her a sex toy?

You're actually trying
to justify this.

Oh, God.

That's why you were so keen
to get rid of her, isn't it?

Who are you?

Who am I?

Who are you?

And who the fuck is Tom?

Oh, God.

Laur. Laur...

Get out!

Get out!

Who is this man?

That's Professor Edwin Hobb.

He was on David's core team
too for the first prototypes.

Was he involved in our creation?

Oh, no - David had a falling-out with
him too, just like he did with me.

Not sure about what.

For the last few years...

he worked alone.

You're breathing fast.

Your pulse is raised.

Your pupils are dilated.
What's wrong?

Just need my meds.

Now you're lying.

That tech was priceless.

You asked me to destroy it.
Only way to be sure.

Don't whine, Robert.
There are more out there. Correct?

Mm-hm. -Then there'll be
other opportunities, soon.

This means we have one
less thing to worry about.