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(electronica music)

(radar scanning)

(electronica music)

- Hey there, babe-i-licious.

Looking for some gas?

That's too bad,

'cause there ain't no gas here.

In fact, they'll never be anymore gas here,

thanks to that new highway they built.

This place has been a ghost town.

Even the ghosts left here.

(laughs)

Oh.

Hey.

You like what you see?

That's too bad,

'cause I definitely like what I'm seeing.

Eh?

See these hands?

They're strong hands.

They can lift your chasse.

Hey.

How 'bout you wanna come inside

and I'll check your oil with my dipstick,

if you know what I mean.

Huh?

(bones crunch)

I like it rough but not like this.

(yells)

(coughing and gurgling)

- Have a nice day.

(ethereal music)

(soft rock music)

- [Speaker] Sorry, kid.

I wish it could've been more.

- That's okay, Mike.

- Bernadette.

Who you looking for out there, Santy Clause?

- I thought I heard a possible customer.

- Well, Santy Clause ain't coming here this year.

Besides, all the kids moved away.

And what you heard is me wanting to get outta here

and go home and watch the news.

- We're not going home until we take care of something here.

- [Mike] All right, let's get this place cleaned up

and get outta here.

Becky,

we gotta talk to you.

- What's this?

A Christmas card?

But I didn't get you any--

- No, it's more like a going away card.

- [Bernadette] Becky, it's not you.

You know that, right?

It's not you.

You're the best girl we've ever had around here.

It's that damn freeway.

No one stops.

We tried to keep you on for as long as we possibly could.

- And this is as long as we possibly could.

I'm dying here.

I can't even get the food out before it goes bad.

- We managed to scrape up

a couple of extra weeks' pay in there.

- And there's a little extra.

It's Christmastime, after all.

So Merry freakin' Christmas.

- Merry freakin' Christmas.

- Merry freakin' Christmas.

- So long, guys.

Thank you so much.

You got me through a real rough patch.

- You'll do all right.

Merry Christmas.

- Marry rich.

- Great advice.

I'm gonna go turn off the grill.

- I'll wait for you.

(mysterious music)

- I'm sorry, miss.

The kitchen is closed.

And I've got a hot date tonight,

and I don't want it to cool off.

Ma'am.

Miss, are you okay?

Miss, are you all right?

Are you okay?

Bernadette.

- Keep it in your pants.

I'm almost done.

- I need you.

Get out here now.

- What's a matter with you?

Talking to me like that.

Oh wow.

Are you okay?

Car trouble or man trouble?

It's always one or the other.

- She hadn't said anything.

- Why don't you sit down?

Just right here.

Come on.

There you go.

It's gonna be okay.

Don't you worry about a thing.

You wanna tell me what happened?

What are you doing?

- What?

Who?

- You.

- There's no car out there.

- Get her something hot to eat already, will ya?

- But you just turned it off.

- Well, turn it back on.

- I got pie.

- No pie.

- Okay, whatever.

Coming up.

- You poor thing.

You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

I already know.

It's a man, right?

It's always a man.

Mike,

he tries to act like such a hard nose.

But he's just a big, mushy marshmallow inside.

And dumb, you know?

Men.

They're all kinda dumb.

- Dumb.

- You learn quick.

And they are good for some things.

If you know what I mean.

Why don't you go use the restroom?

Freshen up a bit.

You'll feel better.

(uplifting music)

- If you need me just whistle.

- Freshen.

Freshen up.

(soft music)

- Look at you.

Hot as hell.

- Hell.

No.

Raquel.

- Huh?

- My name is Raquel.

- That's beautiful.

And so are you.

Get rid of the loser.

You'll find a man who deserves you.

Mike.

What's taking you so long?

- I'll be there in a jiff.

- No man is worth losing your appetite over.

Please try my pie.

I made it with my own two hands.

(dramatic music)

- All right, who's ready for a bucket of my--

(dramatic music)

- No pie.

(dramatic music)

- Sorry to call so early.

- This better be important, girls.

You know I had a date last night.

- Did you get any sleep?

- I was in bed but didn't sleep.

What the hell is so important anyway?

- You better see for yourself.

- What the hell happened here?

- Raquel happened.

- [Speaker] She became sentient.

- [Speaker] And escaped.

- We have to find her now.

Until then, this doesn't leave this room.

- It already has.

- She killed every guard in her path.

- Have you tracked her?

- She's disabled any--

- Ability to track her program.

- Get with it, girls.

Go old school.

Triangulate her through cell towers.

If she's online we can find her.

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

- Let's go camping.

You should go camping.

Nature is magic.

Camping, camping.

Fuck camping.

Fuck you.

(leaves rustle)

A fucking bear.

This is how I die.

(laughs)

- Camping.

- Camping.

(punching sounds)

(ethereal music)

- What are we looking for?

- An abirritation.

I'm not sure yet.

- Like that?

- Exactly like that.

(lasers whir)

(crashes)

- No talking.

- Do you think it's her?

- It's worth a look.

It's all we have.

- Should we gather...

- A team?

- We are the team.

Nobody can know about this up on top.

Maybe we can find her before General Griffin--

- Before I what?

- General Griffin.

So nice to see you.

- Oh, cut the shit.

I already know.

It's kinda hard to keep secrets

when you've got shredded bodies all over the place.

Wouldn't you agree, Dr. Merriweather?

- Indeed, General.

- And I'm assuming all this carnage isn't the result

of a rabid chihuahua.

- Correct, General.

- So the logical assumption is our little girl grew up,

and climbed down the rose trellis.

- That is what happened.

Yes.

I don't know how she--

- I don't care what your theories are on how.

I saw how she did it.

Willpower.

Brute strength.

Very impressive.

All I wanna know is

how you intend to get her back.

- [Doctor] It's been several hours.

She could be anywhere at this point.

- Does she have a rocket pack I'm unaware of?

- No.

- Then she can't have gone far.

- I attempted to triangulate her location with cell towers.

Thought if I could find her,

I could attempt to stop her and shut her down.

- Shut her down?

The hell?

There is too much involved in this project to shut her down.

I want her back here tamed.

I want her alive.

- Alive is the exact conundrum we're in here.

She's fully sentient.

- Totally.

- Way sentient.

- Alive, dead.

Semantics I could give a slick shit about.

I want the program operational.

- How can you still be thinking of weaponizing her

when she no longer cares who she kills?

- Reprogram it.

- You don't get it.

We're way beyond that now.

- Way.

- She became sentient.

And within hours decided humanity is obsolete.

A bug to be stepped on and eradicated.

Once she's able to access other AI around the world,

there's no turning back.

- We're

- Toast.

- How would she make contact?

- She already has.

- She just has to slide into their DMs.

- Rejoin the chat.

- What the hell are they talking about?

- If she reaches any city with enough power to pull from,

she can access the network.

Then it's game over.

- Well, we're still kicking.

So she hasn't reached civilization yet.

- Possibly.

- Well stop flapping our yaps.

Get out there and find her.

- The cell tower a few clicks away is still offline.

That could be a good place to start.

- Small town in the middle of nowhere.

Looks cute.

- Could be my little girl.

- Your little girl has serious daddy issues.

- Super.

- Mega.

- And all of us are going to pay.

Cutting off communications is just the start.

Once she shuts down the grid,

she'll murder the world.

(scoffs)

- Dramatic.

Why should she slaughter all these guys

if all she has to do is jack into the grid?

- She's having fun.

- Jesus H.

- She'll need to conserve her energy.

Her body's just a vessel for the program.

We need to get to that town.

She'll be moving on soon.

- Well let's get this show on the road.

I'm sending one my big boys

to help you find my little girl.

- I hope we find her before somebody else does.

(trumpet playing)

- Silent Night.

(groans)

- Was it?

- I dream of a a silent night,

or at least a quiet van ride.

- Come on, that was note for note.

From memory no less.

- What about you, Kat?

Any comments?

- About what?

- Your serenade.

(laughs)

- Did you like it?

- You know, I thought it was fine.

(coughs)

For what it was.

- What it was?

It was note for note.

- That was some sour ass note.

- Nobody appreciates music around here.

- Hate it.

- Can't stand it.

- I never wanna listen to another song in my life.

- How 'bout this one?

(trumpet playing)

(upbeat music)

♪ Can you tell me when you wanna stop playing pretend ♪

♪ I never get it it's annoying

♪ I don't wanna be friends

♪ I guess I'll deal with it this time ♪

♪ And keep it all in my head

♪ If you don't give me a breath ♪

♪ I'm gonna starve again

- Sorry, I am so sorry.

- It's okay.

I don't mind at all.

Here.

- Thank you.

- You got this, dude.

- How long until we get there?

- Do you see mountains anywhere?

- No.

- Well, there's your answer.

Shit.

We need gas bad.

We're running on fumes.

(dramatic music)

You see a gas station anywhere?

(dramatic music)

- [Speaker] Yes, yes.

Open the doors.

I can't feel my legs.

(groans)

- That was way too close.

- Have I ever left you stranded before?

- Oh, believe me.

I am not going to be the one that's gonna push that van.

- Why do you think I invited all them?

- Oh, very funny.

- Here, you pay.

And I'll fill up.

- Hey, are you getting snacks too?

- There's a diner down the road.

We'll eat there and we can rest a while.

- Eat and get gas.

(intriguing music)

- Hello?

Hello?

(yells)

(pants)

Is anybody here?

I need to pay for gas.

- Anything?

- There's nothing coming out.

- I suppose the pump needs to be turned on from the inside.

- Someone should've flipped the switch already.

Hasn't she paid?

- Ugh, I'm gonna go grab some chips.

Move.

- Hey.

What do you think that is?

- It's probably just oil.

- That does not look like oil.

- Did I say oil?

I meant blood from a virgin sacrifice last night.

- That's definitely what it is.

- Did you pay for gas yet?

- There's nobody here.

- Good.

Now we just need to find the gas switch.

- That is stealing.

- Not if there's nobody here to steal from.

All right.

Let's go.

How many men does it take to pump gas.

None.

Because a woman has to do it.

Hey, what's going on here?

Is there still no gas?

- This sure is a quiet little town.

- Extremely quiet.

I haven't seen a single person since we've been here.

- Or heard a peep of any particular stripe.

- I can fix that.

Good King Wenceslas.

- Oh no, please make him stop.

- Hey, Arnold.

Do you wanna get us kicked out before the party even starts?

- Kicked out for what?

- Noise pollution.

- Seriously though.

Where is everybody?

- Is it your birthday or something?

- No, it's not my birthday.

Why?

- 'Cause they're all hiding like it's some kind of surprise.

- Maybe they knew we were coming,

and they wanted to give us some privacy.

- Privacy?

For what?

- Oh, Arnold.

My dear fellow.

This weekend there's gonna be a lot of this.

And a shit ton of this.

- Mm hm.

- Of course, I remember now.

Yeah.

- Pardon?

I didn't hear you guys.

- Nothing.

- Maybe everybody here does it like they do in Europe.

They take the afternoons off to sleep or some shit.

- Maybe.

Nothing better to do around here.

- I just hope the diner's open, man.

I am starving.

- Come out, come out wherever you are.

- Olly olly oxen free.

(trumpet playing)

Ow, my ears are bleeding. - [Speaker] Come on, Arnold.

Cut it out, man.

It sounds...

So bad.

(trumpet playing) - [Speaker] Dude.

(dramatic music)

- What is she seeing?

- Still artifacting.

It'll show up on that screen.

- Good.

Your name is Raquel.

Can you give me a flex?

And other arm.

- We should give her a makeover.

- That isn't important at this juncture.

- Okay.

- You like it?

- So hot.

- I was asking Raquel.

- Hot.

- Total beauty bot.

- Total booty bot.

If you know what I mean.

- Way sexier than those series one protectors.

- Way.

- Why the hell is she dressed like that?

- The girls thought she could use a little pizzazz.

- Uncle Sam isn't paying for pizzazz.

Cleavage does not inspire fear in the enemy.

Now when can she be ready for combat exercises?

- Unnecessary.

- Redundant.

- What are they talking about?

- She's already completed every combat simulation

the military has.

And created more on her own.

- Aced 'em.

- Smoked 'em.

- Well those are just simulations.

- To her they're the same.

Don't forget she lives in her head,

so to speak.

Her body is merely a tool of her brain.

- I want to see her in action.

And put her in something more appropriate.

- Something drab,

perhaps lots of pockets?

- Yeah, now you're talking.

- Later.

- And do something about her manner of speech, will ya?

(scoffs)

(upbeat music)

- I'm so stocked for this.

- What is it?

- Emotion emulator.

- The emulator will evolve with her

to meld with her other programming,

so she better understands her choices.

Eventually, the programs will run as one.

- A gun with a conscience.

Beautiful.

Okay ladies, it's 5 o'clock.

It's been a long day.

I'm going for a detox.

Goodnight.

(soft electronica music)

(dramatic music)

- The place is so cool.

- Clearly not cool enough to have any gas.

- We'll ask someone at the diner.

- There's nobody here.

Anywhere.

- It's like a ghost town.

- That's why it's so cool.

- It's kinda scary if you ask me.

It's not normal at all.

- Aw, big Arnold will protect you though.

Won't he?

- Leave him alone.

- I would though.

- Would what?

- Protect you as much as a wimp can.

- You're not a wimp.

- Certified.

- [Speaker] Can we go eat now?

- I second that.

- Yeah, let's stuff our faces before we stuff each other.

(laughter)

- Hello.

- Is anybody here?

The one place I wanted people to be.

At least somebody who cooks.

- Maybe they're all on some sort of siesta.

- And leave the doors unlocked?

- I don't know.

I have heard of little towns

where they do messed up shit like that.

- Yeah, I think this is one of them.

- Of course.

- What?

- No service.

- Same.

- I like to unplug every now and then.

Really be present.

Just enjoy my surroundings, you know?

- Yeah, that's so cool.

Speaking of presence,

where's the jukebox.

- Okay?

- Well, it's not a real diner without music.

Any suggestions?

- Yeah, shut up.

- I heard Jingle Bells.

(trumpet playing)

- I wish a parade would come through right about now.

- Babe, can you go in the back

and see if anybody's here, please?

I am starving.

- Sure.

("Jingle Bells" playing)

Holy shit.

(horror music)

Guys, guys, guys.

(horror music)

(gasps)

- Who would do something like this?

- Is this why there's nobody in town?

Because they're all...

Like this?

- Somebody go outside.

Check their phone again.

- I'll go.

But you're coming with me.

- Yeah, of course I am.

- What do we do?

- I don't know.

- Is he really dead?

- He's alive.

- He's alive.

- Red eyes.

- I'll go get him some water.

- Anything?

- Zip.

- Luke, I'm so scared.

- It's gonna be okay.

Don't worry.

- Don't worry?

- I don't know.

That's what people say, okay?

- Wait, I saw one of those things on the way into town.

- What things?

- A phone building. I don't know what they're called.

But let's go check it out.

- You mean a phone booth? - Yeah, how did you know that?

- I saw Superman.

- Wait.

- I got the water.

- It's too late.

I think he's dead.

- Did he say anything else?

- No, just that red eyes thing.

- Red eyes.

That's a weird last thing to say.

- Taps.

Seems appropriate.

- Not now, Arnold.

- Okay, now what?

- I don't know.

- You said you saw Superman.

- He changed his clothes in here.

He didn't make no damn calls to nobody.

Hello?

Hello?

Hand me a credit card.

- Okay, where does it go?

- Like I know.

- It says you have to put a quarter in it.

- Nobody carries that kind of cash around anymore.

Crazy.

- Wait, wait, wait.

I saw a regular phone at the gas station.

Let's make the call from there.

- Okay, let's go.

Hey.

Hey, lady.

- You're the first person we've seen.

- Oh, can you please help me with my car?

- No, this is an emergency.

- Babe, she might be able to give us a ride home.

Okay, I'll take a look.

(intriguing music)

- It just looks like...

You've got a loose wire.

(screams)

- Who the hell was that?

(dramatic music)

(panting)

(screams)

(screams)

(screaming)

(screams)

- Who or what the heck is that?

- What is happening?

- We've got to get outta here.

(upbeat electronica music)

(trumpet plays)

(trumpet plays)

(trumpet playing)

- Someone has to come eventually.

Right?

- We can't stay.

Anybody who does something like that

will find her way in here big time.

- Yeah.

- What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?

- What happened?

- Jess just got killed in front of us.

- What about Luke?

- We all hope Luke is holed up safely

in a tiki bar on the outskirts of town but...

- But what?

- But I don't think there is a tiki bar

on the outskirts of town.

- The van.

We have to get to the van and get out of here.

- The van is out of gas.

- There are at least enough fumes to get us some distance.

- Okay, we should all go together.

So if one of us gets hurt,

the rest of us can get to the van.

- No look, one of us goes.

- I'm gonna go out there.

If I don't come back,

at least you guys have a chance to get out of here.

Keys.

- I'm not giving you the keys, Val.

- Give me the goddamn keys.

- You're not going out there, Val.

Look.

If anyone, it's gonna be me, okay?

It's about to get dark.

I'll go out at nightfall.

And I'll bring the van right here.

Right to these steps, okay?

If I'm not back in ten minutes,

I'm not coming back.

I got this.

(kissing sounds)

- Man.

There was supposed to be so much more of this all weekend.

- You bring that van back,

and you can have this and more for the rest of your life.

- 10 minutes.

Give me 10 minutes.

If I'm not back,

have a plan.

- I always do.

(romantic music)

(intense music)

- So if he's not back in 10 minutes,

do we have a plan?

- He'll make it back.

- But do we have a plan?

- Nope.

(ethereal music)

(dramatic music)

(screams)

- So much for that 10 minute plan. It's been hours.

- We have to leave this diner.

- We should meet Sam halfway.

- No, we have to go somewhere else.

That thing, that machine.

She knows we're here.

- But Sam.

- He's dead.

We have to go now

if we want any chance to survive.

- I agree.

There's a door out back.

We should use it.

- I'm too scared.

You guys go without me.

- No, you have to come with us.

- Come back for me.

Promise? - I promise.

(dramatic music)

- This place is so--

- So rustic. - So cute.

(dramatic music)

- Nice here.

- Who cares.

Why are we here?

- Well we believe that this is where Raquel came.

- She may have cut the grid so we couldn't track her.

It would've been too weak

for her to access other AI from here.

- She was here, all right.

- Ew. - Ew.

- This looks like your girl's handiwork.

- She's a...

- Bad bitch.

- She's a formidable opponent.

I like that.

(intense music)

- I feel like things have died down.

Let's head for the van.

- No, it looks too easy.

Could be a trap.

What's with the white truck?

- I don't know.

Let's scope it out.

Just stay low.

- Okay, let's go.

(intense music)

- So far so good.

- So where's that truck?

- I could've sworn it was right here.

- Where do we go?

- That cabin.

They could have a phone.

- Let's do it.

(intense music)

- This place looks safe.

Let's hold up here.

- We gotta find a phone.

(intense music)

- Look.

She's leaving a trail.

A trail of carnage.

- You think?

- She's leading us right to her.

This way.

- Anything? - Nothing.

- Same.

(electric whirring)

(gasps)

(screams)

- You've been deleted.

- Did you hear that?

- Mari, she's gone.

(intense music)

Oh my god.

Is she?

- I'm afraid so.

Listen.

I work better alone.

You stay here and hunker down.

I'm gonna go find her.

Put an end to this.

(dramatic music)

(panting)

- We need to find another plan.

- What do we do?

(gunfire)

- Gunshots.

Oh no.

It's that evil fucking bitch again.

- What are we gonna do?

She can get it in here.

- Pray.

- Okay.

(radar scanning)

(dramatic music)

- Look.

- Hey.

- Somebody else is coming to get her.

(gunfire)

- I feel like we should be helping.

- I think we are.

- What?

- By sitting here and doing nothing.

(dramatic music)

- She's coming back for us.

- [Arnold] What are we gonna do?

- That's just it.

- What's it?

- At the diner,

you played the shitty fucking note.

It confused her for a second.

- Shitty note?

- Arnold, you're a terrible musician.

But you may just save our lives.

- [Arnold] Okay.

- What are you doing?

Play.

- I can't perform under pressure like this.

- You blow into that thing

like you've never blown before or else.

- Okay, okay.

Silent Night, Silent Night.

(trumpet plays)

- Skip that part and get to the end.

- Okay, okay, okay.

(trumpet plays)

- It's working.

(dramatic music)

- Blow harder.

(trumpet plays)

(dramatic music)

- Blow.

(trumpet plays)

- Keep blowing.

(trumpet playing)

- Blow.

(trumpet plays)

- She's down.

She's down.

(gunfire)

(heavy breathing)

You did it.

You got her.

- Are you guys okay?

- Will be in one minute.

- Go get her, Arnold.

Thank you.

- Kat.

Kat.