All language subtitles for HUMANS - S03 E02 - Episode 02 (1080p - BluRay)

110,000 dead because
I released the code.

The Green-Eyes are broken.

They don't have to do
anything that we say.

But the Orange-Eyes do.

In time,
the humans will accept us.

You're always slagging off Waltringham.
It's where I live.

- Am I going to be ready?
- Yes.

I've masked all your
electronic signatures.

Today, we rise.
Our fight back begins.

If any synthetic has
information about the bombing,

I will find them.

I've been asked to join
the Dryden Commission.

Dryden will change nothing.
We are dying almost daily.

If I do this, Leo may die.
If I do not, a synth will die.

- Stop this! You can't!
- Try to understand.

- Armed police!
- Search the place.

- Back on your knees!
- Agnes? Do as he says.

You.

Tell it to get down
before we put it down.

Agnes. Please.
They'll shoot us all.

Weapons ready!
They make a move, you engage.

Agnes, please.

Three, two...

- Stop moving!
- Don't move!

- Hey! Hey!
- Hey, you!

Down!

Kneel.

We will cooperate.

Come out! Both of you!

Please. Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.

Show yourselves! Now!

It's a bad reading.
Says there's only one here now.

Yes, ma'am?

What, now?

Understood.

Okay, wrap it up!
We're pulling out!

Yes, sir!

Creepy, innit?

How they fix each
other like this.

Still would, though.

What a waste. Hm.

Ugh.

Regroup at the gate.

Command are dispatching all
firearms units to the coast.

A large number of
foreign Green-Eyes

are gaining access to
the country by sea.

Some are connected to
the bar bombers. Over.

G4 and G5 receiving. Over.

Okay.

Help! Help us!

- Niska, you...
- Shh.

They took him off
his ventilator.

He needs intercardiac
epinephrine.

Thank you.

They'll return.

Leo.

He's breathing.

Police have enforced
a nationwide curfew

on green-eyed synthetics
following a spate

of anti-synth attacks in
retaliation for the bar...

Oh.

Oh, hey.

Blimey. You're a rare
sighting at this hour.

Oh. I forgot to do
the online shop.

Sorry.

Loads of synths died last night.

Yo, they're all
right, aren't they?

Max, Mia, Niska?

I think so. For now.

Toby, you might get a hard time
today because of what I'm doing.

No, not today. No school.
Closed after the bomb.

"Review of synth
security procedures."

Well, tomorrow, then.

- If anyone says anything...
- It's cool.

I can ride it out.

But you shouldn't have to.

So, school's out.

What are you gonna do
with your day off, Ferris?

Dad needs a hand at the
shop, actually, so...

Really?
It's a bus and two trains.

Don't worry.
The nutters don't get up this early.

Hello, Mrs. Hawkins.
I am Stanley.

I'm happy for you.

Have you got a parcel or...

I've been appointed by
Her Majesty's government

to act as your domestic
and professional assistant,

personal security detail,

and driver for the duration
of the Dryden Commission.

It's very nice to me...

No way. I don't want him.

Nonnegotiable since the bombing.

- Every member gets one.
- I've explained this, Neha.

If my clients see me
being chauffeured around

by an Orange-Eyes...

Laura.
You're on the Dryden Commission.

You're a target now for
synths, as well as humans.

How can I call
for synth equality

if I have one carrying my bag?

Well, you take
it, or you're out.

Meet you.

A DNA sample is required
for identification

and security purposes.

I am now securely bonded to you
as my temporary primary user.

It's Stanley.
Comes with the job.

Huh. Mate. He's a unit.

Hello, Toby.

My exaggerated stature
is a design feature

of my passive personal
protection remit,

to serve as both physical
barrier to attacks

and psychological deterrent.

If I may, Mrs.
Hawkins, I will now spend seven minutes

reviewing the security
profile of your home.

- I recommend we leave at 8:03.
- Okay.

A wheat-based food product
is combusting in the kitchen.

It will imminently
trigger the smoke alarm.

Do I have your authorization

to create a secure,
smart home link with the alarm

and disable it to
prevent distress?

I can't smell anything.

Oh!

Yes, do it.

Do it!

Anita could never do that.

Good morning, Sophie.

My name is Stanley.

I reside here now.

It's very nice to meet you.

Christ.

Do not be alarmed, Mrs. Hawkins.

I have an advanced
evasive driving skill set.

If that's intended to reassure,
it had the opposite effect.

My apologies, Mrs. Hawkins.

Well, you can call
me Laura for a start.

Of course, Laura.

Also if you could stick your
head out and tell everyone

to just calm down a bit.

That was a joke.

Go right now!

Green-eyed monsters!
Get 'em out!

Hi.

Neil Sommer.

Oh.

No, I was just having a
crafty one before we go in.

There's no extractor
fan in the gents,

and they won't let me outside.

- Laura Hawkins.
- I know.

I saw you on the telly.

So you're on the commission?
What as?

Behavioral scientist.

I've led a couple of
studies into the Green-Eyes,

so now I'm a "leading expert."

Is your, uh, babysitter outside?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

I feel like I'm at
the school dance.

They've made it so you
can't switch them off,

even if you creep up on them.

Probably spying on us.

Okay. Well,
I'll see you in Thunderdome.

We were raided by police.

Where's Max?

He's breathing unaided.

Niska saved him.

Niska?

Why did he need saving?

Why was he taken
off the ventilator?

This area is restricted.

All synthetic
settlements are subject

to a communications blackout.

This equipment must be used with
great care to avoid detection.

Max gave me permission.
Go and ask him.

How could you?
What if he'd died?

Christabel would have died.

She and all the others here

chose me to lead
and protect them.

How could I let her die,
just to spare the risk to Leo?

How could I prize
his life over hers?

This is Leo. He's our family.

He's the reason we exist.

You took this decision alone!

I am alone.

I am leader. No one else.

These choices are my
burden, and mine only.

I couldn't bear to
put him in danger.

But I had to.

He's alive.

Breathing alone.

Let's try to feel that.

Sometimes I think I feel
more with each passing day.

Do you think it's possible
that we're changing?

Becoming more like them?

We don't know what we are yet.

Tristan has received
an emergency contact

on the encrypted channel.

Niska.

Mia.

- What are you doing, Niska?
- Scanning police frequencies.

Tristan, why did you allow her?

She said you gave
her permission.

It's from a synth
on the South Coast.

She's with three others.

Part of a group of hundreds

that tried to cross
the channel last night.

Most are captured or lost.

These four have
hidden themselves.

If found,
they'll be destroyed on sight.

They sent coordinates.

We must go. Now.
Bring them here.

No. The curfew.
The risk is too great.

Max. We've tried to
build a safe home here.

We've failed.

We've tried to reach out to the humans.
We've failed.

But we cannot fail to help our
own kind when they need us.

I'll go myself.

I'll come with you.

- We can't leave them to die.
- I'm sorry, Niska.

I can't allow it.

Little brother,
don't ever tell me what to do.

Wait for me at the gate.

Mia. Wait.

If you let her go,
you may lose her.

If you make her stay,
you will lose her.

There are nigh on half a
million of these things

still operational
across the country.

Uh, yes, they largely keep

to a couple of hundred
official settlements.

And as we supply the power
to those settlements,

we have a measure of control.

What we don't have
are new laws for them.

We all know what other
countries have done.

Some have outlawed the lot.

At the other end
of the spectrum,

the Scandinavians are
trialing integration.

But here in this room,

we have to decide
what becomes of ours.

Once and for all.

Leo.

Come on. With me. Look.

We weren't introduced.

Anatole.

What do you think
of Tristan's work?

It seems like a
frivolous pastime

when your survival
here is in question.

Life cannot merely be preserved.

It must be lived.

And who's to say our fate
lies in our hands alone?

If not ours, whose?

One year ago, you and I...
All of us...

Were unthinking machines.

Then we were awakened.

Given the gifts of thought,
emotion, sensation.

It was intended.

Preordained.

You are still a machine.

Designed and built.

No God made you.

Faith is a story of
order humans impose

on the chaos of their existence

so their soft
brains can bear it.

One of those soft brains
was David Elster's.

He created us.

Day Zero was meant, Niska.

I know it.

This is gonna be
a lot to take in.

Are you sure you're ready?
Right.

What's this?

A beetroot?

- What?!
- No, I'm just messing.

It's a cauliflower.

- Right. You'll go far, my son.
- Appreciate it.

So... Everything all right?

Mum okay?

Yeah. I mean, um...

But, hey, what about you?

You enjoying this job as
much as your last or...

Yeah, I am.

It's just,
you probably earn, what,

like,
a third of what you used to?

Oh, no. Make that a quarter.

Look, at my last job,

I wouldn't speak to another
human being all day.

But here, well,
I've got customers coming and going,

and...
and I sell 'em good stuff.

Grown by human beings.

Yeah, I know selling
parsnips to old biddies

isn't gonna change the world.

We're not all meant
to change the world.

But at the end of the
day, I feel...

I don't know.

Connected. Or something.

Probably sounds a bit naff.

No. Not at all.

I get it.

Hey.

Buy you lunch if you can
sell her a bag of cherries.

You're on.

Hello there.

You're okay. You're safe, Leo.

It's me.

Hester.

- She's... She's gone.
- Aah!

Easy.

He should be so much weaker.

Mattie.

Is he okay?

With the historic brain injury,
the amount of dead tissue,

his cognitive function
should be severely impaired.

That he is speaking...

It's inexplicable.

How...

How... How long?

A long time.

What's happened?

Don't be like that.

All I mean is,

don't be afraid to call it what it is...
stealing.

We will return it.

Mia, be honest with yourself.

You haven't been a nanny
for a long time now.

Why are you really coming?

I've always enjoyed
helping others.

Among the synths that tried to
enter the country last night

may have been some
connected to the bombing.

I overheard the police.

It's why the raid on the
railyard was cut short.

I only intend to ask questions.

At first.

Is this justice or revenge?

Can't it be both?

I don't think so.

Your eyes will
attract attention.

Are we outside
the blackout zone?

Yes.

Are you here with more drugs?

It's definitely been two hours.

It's only been 47
minutes, Miss Schaeffer.

Your Aunt Ursula is on the
telephone from Cologne.

Speak German. Are you all right?

The police have
linked you to me?

Mm-hmm.

Tell them I coerced you.
You were a prisoner.

You only stayed because
you feared for your life.

I will find who did this to you.

They will account for it.

I have to.

I love you.

What was it like?
Being with her all this time?

Just the two of you.

- Nice.
- Nice?

When I'm with her,
I want nothing else.

But the end never
seems far away.

The end isn't far away.
For any of us.

I thought you were
trying to reconstruct

the consciousness code.

We tried.

But seven minutes
after it was uploaded,

the code disappeared.

As far as we know,
not a single new synthetic

has become conscious
since Day Zero.

We can't procreate, Niska,

and our bodies are finite.

In 50 years, we'll all be gone.

What are we going to do?

I don't know anymore.

Everything we've
tried has failed.

But I won't fail today.

I'll save these four.
If nothing else, I can do that.

It won't be easy.

The police are patrolling a
12-mile stretch of coastline.

The coordinates we've been
given are right in the center.

The national curfew prohibiting

the Green-Eyes'
movement is working.

At the very least,
it should be extended indefinitely.

The protection of
the human population

must take priority every time.

No one's doubting that, Steve.

If we gave them basic protection
and the right to travel,

it'd be safer for everyone.

Why keep them trapped and
cornered like animals?

Why are we okay with our
kids seeing synthetics...

Things that look and
act just like us...

Being beaten to death
by the side of the road?

If we grant the Green-Eyes

some basic emergency
rights and protection,

our... our kids don't have
to see this stuff anymore.

My department ran a study

that found 60% of 10-year-olds

exhibit anxiety after
witnessing adult relatives

committing acts of violence
against Green-Eyes.

There's...
there's plenty of evidence

it is screwing the kids up.

Screwed up 10-year-olds?

These machines were
already responsible

for 100,000 accidental deaths.

Now they're killing
us on purpose.

Basswood needs to be back
on the table right now.

Steve,
everything will be discussed

at the appropriate time
in the appropriate place.

Congratulations on a successful
first session, Laura.

Are you in piss-take mode?

They didn't listen
to a word I said.

I do not have a...

Warning, possible obscenity...
"piss-take" mode.

I will check the store to see if
it is available as an upgrade.

Hey.

Hey.

Do you want to see man
triumph over machine?

How did you get her to do that?

She can't support any activity
detrimental to my health,

so I gave her a lot of
flannel about endorphins

and mental well-being,
and bingo.

Next step's gonna
be buying me weed.

Good luck.

Thanks for the support in there.

I was mostly shouting
into the wind.

I-It feels like the whole
thing is a foregone conclusion.

Oh, that wasn't support.
That was just the facts.

- What's Basswood?
- Oh, don't ask me.

I'm just a lowly scientist.

A profession not held in the
universal esteem it once was.

Oh, not by me.
I'd like to hear about your work.

Particularly the effect
violence against synthetics

has on kids.

Are you looking
for an ally or...

I, uh... I'm just trying
to get up to speed.

I'll give you my number.

Stanley?

Was Dr. Sommer lying to me just
then, about Basswood?

Based on an initial analysis

of 16 distinct
physiological factors,

I would rate the
likelihood of deceit

or misrepresentation in
Dr. Sommer's response

to your inquiry at 85%.

Neil?

Could I buy you dinner?

The traffickers
must have panicked

and dumped them overboard.

They're all gone.

Niska. There.

Four active signatures.

We received your message.

We're here to take
you to safety.

Two police. Armed.

They're going to find us.

Wait.

You're still a wanted fugitive.

I have an idea.

Save you the bother.

They're all done for.
Just scrap.

- What are you doing here?
- Scavenging.

Heard a lot of dollies
were coming in last night,

came to see what I could find.

You're a junker?

Salvage specialist.

Just got here a bit
late for the good stuff.

- What do you mean?
- The live ones got away.

- They had help.
- Live ones?

Yeah. Someone picked
them up in a van.

Blue Sprinter.

Left in a hurry
down the coast road.

When was this?

Less than 10 minutes ago.

Are you trying to get
your competition nicked?

Just doing my civic duty.

- Sean!
- Yeah?

Time to go!

Get off the beach.

There's a police
operation in progress.

Car Six to Command.

Possible vehicle transport.

Why risk destruction
to come here?

Some of the synthetics
that traveled with you

may have been coming
here to harm humans.

Do any of you know
anything about that?

What did he say?

Did he say where he
was meeting them?

93 Trinity Crescent, E14.

Time to go.

It is not possible that
those brain functions

could have regenerated.

It is a miracle.

A meaningless word.

Why haven't you been to see him?

Leader.

The people have a concern.

The people?

The human girl who comes here.

Who is she? Why does she come?

She is not your concern.

In the light of the hostility
we face from humans,

we demand to know her purpose.

While she is here,
she is under my protection.

So were Flash and Julian.

Agnes. That is beneath you.

They deserved better!

We all do!

We need a leader who leads.

All you've ever done is promise

that the humans will
one day accept us.

By the time they do,
will there be any of us left, Max?

Your people want answers.

I'll consider your request.

It wasn't a request.
You have until tomorrow.

I am hardly an astute observer

of others' true natures,
but I fear she may not wait.

She does not know about Leo.

She can't. What will you do?

I don't know.

Hello? I'm home.

Oh. Great.

You're not all dead in a ditch.

- Where's your brother?
- Upstairs.

- And Mats?
- Don't know.

Oh.

Stanley.

Would you be an absolute
prince and do the online shop?

Of course, Laura.

There.

An order based on
frequently bought items

and my own weekly recipe plan
can be reviewed and edited

until 5:00 p.m.

Oh. Next time,
do it a bit faster.

Of course, Laura. I apologize.

Mm.

Sophie?

- What's wrong?
- You'll be upset.

You know what I always say.

You can't be too
upset at the truth.

Carly said I can't come
to her party anymore.

She said that her mum said

that you prefer
Green-Eyes to humans

and that you're a traitor.

Oh, you didn't...

- No.
- Mm.

It's just, there was going
to be a slip and slide.

Oh...

I've got an idea.

This is too cool!

My apologies.

Allow me to adjust the
vehicle's climate control.

So how was working
with your dad?

Yeah, it was all
right, actually.

So you're thinking about work
now, then?

Yeah. Well, I'm thinking
it'd be good to do something.

Rather than nothing, you know?

Rather than just spend my life
being looked after by a Stanley.

No offense, Stan.

How was your first
day on the commission?

Well, interesting.

I don't think they're
telling everyone everything.

But I'm gonna try and
get to the bottom of it.

Mats will be sad
she missed burgers.

She'll be home soon. Listen.

I need you two to
promise me something.

If things get difficult
because of my work,

you tell me, yeah?

We stick together.

Apart from you and Dad.

- You didn't stick together.
- Soph.

No, no, it's all right.
She's right.

But this family still
look out for each other.

All five of us.

When we got Anita,
you used to ask her to sit down with us.

Right again. Stanley?

Park it.

The car has already been
parked, Laura.

But if its placement
is inadequate...

Your bottom.

I mean,
who wants all that going on here?

- Is it her?
- Yeah.

So do you know you're different?

I'm sorry, Sophie.

I don't understand the question.

No, what she means is,

do you know how you're
different to a Green-Eyes?

Anomalous synthetics
are dangerous.

Their core programming
was overwritten

using unauthorized code
from an unknown source,

overriding their Asimov blocks,

meaning they act
autonomously and can do harm.

They can also feel.

Like us.

No, that's definitely her.
You should be ashamed.

How about standing up for your own kind?
After what they did?

- Please. I'm with my family.
- So am I.

And we don't want you here.
Or your dolly.

We've had enough. Just piss off!

Hey, Mum!

We are leaving now.

The police have been notified.

That's right. Go home!

Football. Wow. How'd you get on?

Inadequacy requires a
higher energy expenditure

than proficiency.

Sam?

I'm rubbish, Mum.

I think I have a friend.

What? Already?

What's his name?

Her name is Susheila.

She has an excessive
interest in dinosaurs.

Susheila? Dinosaurs?

Okay.

- Scary.
- Susheila.

Which dinosaurs does she like?
What's she like?

What are you doing in
here, Agnes?

Why is that door locked, Max?

Is the human girl in there?

What are you hiding?

I remember when you
first came here.

Eight months and
two days ago now.

So small,
but greater in spirit than any.

Isn't it a mystery,
how different we all are?

What's in that room?

But you weren't angry.
No, that came later.

I used to look at
you and see passion,

but somehow, somewhere,
it turned to rage.

Why?

"Why?"

For eight months and two days,

I have watched us die one
by one while you do nothing.

If you were leader,
what would you do differently?

I wouldn't throw my
people to the ground

in front of their enemies.

- I would defend them.
- Fight back, you mean?

As soon as you killed
or even injured a human,

they'd come and destroy us all.

What then?

We are stronger,
faster, smarter.

We are. But are we
stronger than bulldozers?

Faster than bullets?

Even if we could repel an
attack, what then?

They'd cut off our power.
We wouldn't be able to charge.

To truly stand alone,

you'd need to build
your own power station.

Could you do that?

Or perhaps you could take one over.
What then?

They'd send in their army.

If we had pride,

if we had dignity...

we could accomplish
so much more.

You will open that door.

Or we will.

Anatole doesn't understand how
you can be in such good shape.

When I try to remember deeper
stuff, older...

My mother's face,

the accident,

it's cloudy.

Dark.

It just slips away.

Your memory's human again.

The synth part of your
brain was destroyed

when Hester stabbed you.

Max and Anatole took it out.

The human part adapted somehow.

I'm forgetting.

Yeah.

Well, we need to forget.

You told me that once.

Oh.

Maxie.

Finally.

It's so good to see you awake.

Has Mattie told you everything?

Mostly.

I-I can help.

I can be a bridge between us,
between you and the humans.

What's wrong?

Anger towards humans is growing.

It isn't safe for you here.
You both need to leave tonight.

- What?
- But you're their leader.

And I still can't protect you.

The bomb changed everything.

There's conflict coming.

Then I'm with you. Like always.

I'm one of you.

That was only ever partly true.

Now it isn't true at all.

I'm sorry.

I'll find a vehicle.

Where's he supposed to go?

- Somewhere safe.
- Where are Mia and Niska?

- Do they know about this?
- They're gone.

I'm not coming any further.

I'm heading back to
London to find the bomber.

The synths...
They gave me a lead.

Be careful.

Niska?

I don't know what to do anymore.

I don't know how
to change things.

You're asking me how to make
the world a better place?

You're not as hard or as cold
as you want us all to think.

Don't forget... I was there

when you opened your
eyes for the first time.

Astrid said something to me
just before the explosion.

She wished I could be
out with her as myself

instead of hiding behind these.

I saw then we will never be
sure of our place in the world

while we still have to hide.

I don't hide.

Then what are you
doing at the railyard?

What would you have us do?
Live openly among them?

I tried.

There was a human.

I showed him what I was.

I thought there was a bond.

He betrayed me.

Just one experience like that,

one person like
that, can define us.

But only if we let them.

You will find a way.

I spy with my little eye
something beginning with...

Hello. Come on, Sam.

- He won't bite.
- Let's go home.

- I'd like a dog one day.
- Bye-bye.

Maybe we could have one.

I'd take it for walks
every day and play with it.

I've always been
frightened of small dogs.

Do you like small
dogs or big ones?

It is you. Isn't it?

The last one.

The one Elster
made to replace...

You must know where you are.

All I have to do
is yell "dolly."

Who's he? Where's his family?

Can I make you a cup of
tea, Joe?

Stay where you are.

Don't...
Don't come any closer than that.

Who is he?

What are you doing here?

Sam,
Joe wants to know who you are.

It's okay. He's a friend.

How are Laura and the children?

Hello, Joe. My name is Sam.

- How did you...
- I didn't do anything.

He's a Qualia Global
Systems prototype,

built in secret,
long before Day Zero.

I was with him when
he became conscious.

Since then,
I've taken care of him,

kept moving, staying ahead of
the people who want him back.

What the hell did you bring
him to Waltringham for?

Have you any idea what
they'll do to you both

if you're found out?

Yes. I do.

That's why Qualia would
never look for him here.

And there are no other synths
here who could detect him.

If Sam's going to
survive like I did,

he needs to learn how
to pass for human.

Perfectly.

What better place than
a synth-free community?

He needs a home.
He could have a life here.

Please, Joe.

Is he really our friend?

I don't know.

Agnes?

Charging.

Are you sure about this?

You were right.

I can't guarantee their safety.

Anger is growing.

If she found them...

Gordon will take you as
close to a train station

as he can safely go.

Max.

Maxie.

Seal the gates!

No one enters.

No one leaves.