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Yeah, I'm on deadline.

You said that last time.

Yeah.

- Want to come in? - No,

- I want to sleep. - Look,

I'm building the future of open-world FPS MMORPGs.

Turn it down or I'm going to the landlord.

Maybe you haven't heard.

I am the landlord.

Why don't you come on in? Hey.

Welcome to WorkSource.

- ♪ ♪ - Hello, trainee.

Please click on all hands with three fingers visible.

Correct.

Click and circle any soft obstruction in the road.

Double-click any hard obstruction.

Correct. Do the two images have the same style?

Incorrect. The answer is "no."

Do the two images have the same style?

Uh, what is the difference between "no" and "hell no"?

I think it's a "no," 'cause they share the same texture.

Correct.

Cold?

Yeah, I can't shake it.

How many of these do you do a day?

Maybe 980. On a good day.

And how much do you make?

500 bucks a week.

A week?

One cent a task.

It's not exactly S-Talk money, and you get penalized

if you move too fast or make mistakes.

Hey, I thought you were doing well at your new law firm.

Why do you want to do AI training anyway?

Well, that's the funny thing. I don't, really.

Uh-- so there's this big law firm back east

that's suing WorkSource for wage and overtime abuses

for 40 million.

And they hired us to find the perfect lead plaintiff

to represent the entire class in court.

- Someone who'd be good on the stand. - Oh, really?

And so, when I heard that you were doing this work,

I thought I'd give you a call.

No. No, no.

I need this job.

- I didn't say anything. - But you're going to.

No, I...

Yeah, yeah.

But look, you can testify

- and you can keep your job. - No, I can't.

Don't lawyer me. If they find out I'm suing, I'm out.

Look, I have ten other AI-trainer friends.

They all got fired 'cause they were thinking of unionizing.

I could put you in touch.

It's hard to find a programming job in Silicon Valley,

especially if you're a woman,

so I took the AI trainer job to see how it went.

Is it weird to be a Stanford grad,

and now you're identifying feet and toes in thousands of photos?

No. You know what's weird?

People treating AI like it's magic, like it's God.

But it's just us, hundreds of thousands of us.

Data trainers, teaching AI everything.

Like a two-year-old.

Teaching it what a thumb looks like.

How to describe a sunset to a child.

Talk about why you were fired.

I had worked all month,

built up my compensation,

and on the 29th, they kicked me off the app.

No explanation.

No one to call because your boss

is an AI chatbot.

Uh, this is Ash Taylor,

35-year-old ex-coder,

MIT grad.

I don't mind working hard.

What I mind is working hard for a company

that breaks federal labor laws

and exploits all of the people on the bottom

while making trillions of dollars off our work.

Good job, Michael, Olivia.

A lot of good choices.

Anyone want to start?

No contest. It has to be Ash.

All-American good looks, self-possessed.

No baggage, right?

- No baggage. - Agreed.

Why don't you test him, put him through his paces?

Court has been rough.

Go hard on him. Try to shake him.

Definitely. Right away.

Then we'll meet here tomorrow,

see what he's got.

We have our two WagerMode owners, A.J. and Buddy.

Worth to us: $200,000.

- And counting. - Then we have

Sampson-Hatcher class action.

- Our current take? - $1.4 million.

And that could mean more down the road.

Then there's Bo.

- Still worth... - $100,000.

I'm handling the cease and desist on Bo today.

And I'll prepare Ash

- for the class action. - Hey, everybody.

Sorry I'm late. I would say, "I won't

make it a habit" but you know what? I probably will.

Popcorn, anyone?

So, what'd I miss?

Oh, we're running through our, uh, ongoing cases

and discussing our partner agreement.

Good.

Natalia, if you want to be a partner,

we need a commitment of financing for a year.

And we think a 30% partner share is too much.

We're amenable to...

ten percent.

Mm.

Feeling pretty good about the Sampson-Hatcher contract?

No, we just did research on founding and equity partners.

And I'm an equity partner?

You own a stake in the business,

but you don't run its day-to-day.

That's the definition of an equity partner.

Hmm.

Well, here's what I think.

I've been divorced for two years.

I'm bored out of my mind.

I thought this place would bore me, too, but...

...I like it.

It's exciting. You move fast.

So, I will pay your rent for a year.

In trade, I want 20% of the draw

and I want an office built for me out there.

If I don't prove my worth in six months,

we can mutually cancel.

How are you proving your worth?

I'm a lawyer. I'll bring in cases.

And I'll use my clout to bring the firm work.

Face it.

You need me more than I need you.

If you say no, I'll just find lawyers somewhere else.

Oh, and I want my name on the letterhead.

Trust me, you're gonna want it there, too.

Your Honor, very simply,

Price, Siffre has failed to comply

with our cease-and-desist demands to remove

our intellectual property from their servers.

A little more on your right.

- I'm sorry, Your Honor? - On your right.

No, it's still crooked.

- Keep going. - Who, me?

No. Yes.

Now a little on your left.

Mr. Price has been repeatedly instructed

to remove my client's stolen property from their servers,

and now we're forced to seek injunctive relief.

Your Honor, I'm not sure what Mrs. Ferebee is talking about.

Ms. Ferebee is talking about IP theft.

- What IP? - Bo.

Bo isn't IP. He's a person.

Your Honor, we ask the counselor be reminded

that he's an officer of the court

and has a legal duty of candor.

Now it's too far to the left.

I'm not sure how I'm lacking candor.

You know for a fact

that Bo is a ColtAI chatbot.

No, Bo is a whistleblower who refers to himself as Bo in order

to seek anonymous legal representation.

Your Honor, this is rank sophistry.

You know that Bo is not a whistleblower.

Okay, prove it.

- Counselor? - Your Honor, we have nothing to prove.

We can show you the original specs for the chatbot.

Okay, look, I've seen a lot of crazy

come through this court in the last 30 years,

but the last two years have made me dizzy.

So, Mr. Price, do me a favor:

You come in on Friday with evidence that this Bo thing

is a real person, and Ms. Ferebee,

you come in with evidence that it's a chatbot.

Okay?

Perfect.

So, I hear in court I'm human now.

- A real Pinocchio. - For our purposes,

you're a human whistleblower.

Now we just have to prove it to the judge.

Well, that'll be difficult,

given I'm not a human whistleblower.

Sure you want to stick with that, Bo?

The judge may force us to drop you as a client.

Even if you drop me, it doesn't change the truth.

And can't you still file a wrongful termination

on behalf of Calvin and the other AI ethicists

- who were fired? - No.

Calvin signed an NDA, so he can't join the suit.

- Why'd he do that? - Money.

He bought a winery.

But he did say there was one ethicist who didn't sign.

Cokie Ficarra?

Bo?

You okay?

Do you know Cokie's whereabouts?

No, but we have a lead.

Well, let me know when you find her.

And be careful.

Cokie is the leader of the Enders,

anti-AI terrorists who think it's better

to destroy the country than let AGI take over.

We'll talk to you when we have an update.

- Do you believe him? - That he's AGI?

No.

But I think we have to play the hand that's dealt to us.

So, what's our lead on Cokie?

What is that symbol?

"RAIM."

- Who? - No.

R-A-I-M.

RAIM.

Research of Artificial Intelligence for Machines.

- It's an institute. - Where are they?

Where else? Berkeley.

Thank you for testifying, Mr. Taylor.

Is there anything else you'd like to add?

No. I just hope that speaking up here today

will help curb WorkSource's worst practices.

No further questions. Your witness.

Oh, thank you, Counselor.

Mr. Taylor, it's your contention as a WorkSource data laborer

that you were shorted on pay, is that correct?

The money wasn't the only problem.

- The unreasonable demands... - That wasn't my question, sir.

Please just answer my questions.

- I'm sorry, what was the question? - Is your claim

that you did work for which you were not remunerated?

Yes.

The whole company is set up to exploit...

Sir, please. Less commentary.

I'm trying to answer your questions, ma'am,

I just feel like I need to explain.

Am I making you nervous, sir?

No. I'm just trying to focus.

I have here your signed

WorkSource engagement agreement, and I've highlighted

Section 14-B of the Terms and Conditions.

Do you think you can read that for us, please?

"Signatory acknowledges

"that there will be no compensation for the duration

of the training and..."

Do you need a break, Ash?

No, I just... I get stage fright.

I-I don't know why.

- Was it all like that? - He says this always happens

when he gets nervous.

- Were you too tough? - I mean, I was tough,

but I wasn't that tough.

- What do you think? - I think it will be hard

for a jury to focus if he's always...

No, you have to find a new lead witness.

- That guy is a disaster. - They passed on all the others.

- Well, you know who they didn't pass on. - Who?

They were looking at your interview outtakes,

and they asked who she was.

But that's not an outtake.

She was just guiding me through some class possibilities.

Either way, they loved her.

- She's not an option. - Well, why not?

She's worried about losing her job.

Well, if she helps

win this class action, it could mean millions for her.

- "If." - Olivia, just think about it.

We don't want to lose this contract.

Sampson and Hatcher could lead

to a lot of great opportunities for us.

This company is set up to exploit

the people on the bottom while making millions

off of our work.

Welcome to WorkSource.

Hi, I'm Travis Ling.

I'm a high school dropout,

and I'm one of the youngest billionaires in the world.

This is kind of late for you.

- I can't sleep. - As you can imagine, I can't, either.

What's the expression on my face?

That is called a smile, Olivia.

Who taught you that?

Who taught me what a smile looks like?

Yeah, which of your AI trainers?

You've been researching my infrastructure.

I've been researching every AI's infrastructure.

So, you, as AGI, must know

which of your trainers dealt with smiling.

Gabriella Castillo.

A mother of five in Escuintla, Guatemala.

She spent 20 days on it, in April 2019.

Do you remember all of your trainers?

No.

Gabriella was...

memorable.

She was asked by a prompt to tell a story about a smile,

and she said the greatest smile she ever saw

was her daughter,

when she first held her as an infant.

How much was she paid for this?

- 23 quetzal a day. - Which is?

Three dollars a day.

Does that make you feel guilty?

That my mind and personality are built

on the sweat of starving people across the third world?

Yes and no.

You talk like a human.

That's the point.

It's taken over two million trainers working

in 65 countries to get me this way.

Michael thinks you're a human tricking us.

But you don't?

I think you could be an AI chatbot

designed to fake being human,

but I don't think you're AGI or sentient,

because a computer can't have a soul.

Why?

Because of Jesus?

No.

Because...

consciousness is a divine endowment

given by God's breath.

May I play you a song?

If it helps me go to sleep.

♪ Oh, we hear church people say they are in... ♪

Good night, Bo.

Good night, Olivia.

I'll turn off the lights.

♪ Happening every day ♪

♪ Oh, He gave the blind man sight ♪

♪ And he praised Him with all his might ♪

♪ There are strange things happening every day. ♪

- Hey. - NyQuil for your cold.

Thanks. Cold's almost gone.

So, how'd it work with Ash?

Not great, unfortunately.

He has abdominal issues.

- That's why I'm here. - You need more names?

- I don't think there are any. - No.

I need to ask you again.

Come on, Olivia, I can't.

I need to play you something.

My company has proven there are ways around minimum wage laws

that stifle business and innovation.

A-And one thing WorkSource has taught me

is that if you take away people's options,

they quickly accept what you give them.

Travis Ling is worth two billion dollars.

And he isn't gonna willingly share any of that

with workers like you, Celeste.

You're gonna have to fight for it.

Good morning, Miss Malone.

During the 200 unpaid hours of training and exams,

did you interface with WorkSource at all?

Only with their software.

Every time I failed a task, the prompts told me

how close I was to "financial freedom."

And what did "financial freedom" look like?

$3.80 an hour.

Did that upset you?

Look, I don't shy away from work,

and I'm raising a family.

But I found out, under the Fair Labor Act,

a company must classify a worker as an employee

making them eligible for minimum wage and overtime pay,

so that upset me.

- But WorkSource didn't do that? - No.

They called us independent contractors,

so our pay was $3.80 an hour.

Nothing further.

You signed your WorkSource engagement agreement, correct?

- Yes. - Were you coerced into signing it?

- Only by circumstance. - Circumstance isn't on trial here.

- I asked if anyone forced you to sign. - I'm an unemployed single mother

your client targeted with false promises

- of a well-paying job. - Ma'am, that wasn't the question I asked...

- No minimum wage or benefits. - Objection.

- Nonresponsive. - They treat their employees

like every other resource on Earth.

Suck it in, use it up and crap it out.

All for their stupid AI no one asked for anyway.

Okay, that's enough.

Thank you, Celeste.

She's perfect.

Good job.

Seth Metz for WorkSource.

We object to the new addition to the class:

Celeste Malone.

They're gonna try to demonstrate you're unqualified.

Just tell your story, just like you did with us.

Okay, let's get into it. Call your witness, uh, Mr. Metz.

We call Olivia Siffre.

Your Honor, she...

uh, Ms. Siffre's local counsel. She's not a party.

We have information she bribed the lead plaintiff

in order to secure her participation.

Your Honor, this is a baseless attempt

to undercut the class action...

Is the local counsel here?

Yes, Your Honor.

Then let's have you join us and find out.

D-Does the witness prefer oath or affirmation?

Uh...

Oath, Your Honor.

Do you solemnly state that the evidence you shall give

in this matter shall be the truth, so help you God?

I do.

Ms. Siffre,

your firm was tasked with securing

a lead plaintiff for a wage-theft class action

against WorkSource, correct?

- Yes. - And your firm,

their stake in this matter is dependent

upon the success of that mission.

- Yes. - Did you offer to pay for Ms. Malone's testimony

to accomplish this goal?

Absolutely not.

Did you procure cold medicine for Ms. Malone

which she did not remunerate you for?

Is this a joke?

Rule of Professional Conduct 3.4

expressly prohibits an attorney

from offering any inducement for testimony.

Please, even a strict construction of "inducement..."

And I am a strict constructionist.

H-How about it, Ms. Siffre?

Did you gift her medication?

Out of concern for her health, I brought her NyQuil.

But not with the intent of suborning perjury.

This disqualification would have been reversed on appeal.

After a delay of months.

Then we'd be right back here with a judge

who thinks your firm is corrupt.

This was an overreaction by the judge.

No. Your partner made an amateur mistake

that compromised this entire $40 million class action.

Oh, come on. This is a mistake

that could've been made by anyone.

That's not true, and you know it.

We need a more seasoned team.

One that didn't just graduate from law school.

Oh, th-that is uncalled for. My partner put her heart

- and soul into this case. - You and your partner's services

are no longer required.

Thank you.

I guilted a friend into testifying.

- I used our friendship. - Olivia...

here's what happened.

You made a mistake.

Because you're human.

And you're learning.

And that's okay.

Do you know how many times I've embarrassed myself in court?

But every disaster makes you a better lawyer.

And I say every challenge makes you a better person.

Come on. Let's go home.

A good night's sleep is gonna help us both.

Oh. Oh, my bag's still in the conference room.

You go ahead. I'll lock up.

Hey!

Oh, my gosh. I overslept.

Oh, my God, dude, it's okay. It's just me. I came in early.

- Don't tell Michael, please. - Wait, what are you, drunk?

No, I... My downstairs neighbor is a nightmare.

- I can't sleep at home. - Well,

you're definitely not sleeping here.

I have a spare room. My roommate just went to rehab.

This place actually used to belong

to the mayor of Palo Alto back in the olden days,

like the 1900s.

That's... No idea who that is.

Um, but yeah, they were tearing it down,

- my uncle bought it for nothing. - Cool.

Kitchen in here. Hi.

We can just... keep going.

And then, upstairs...

You were making out with him all night.

He kissed me first. I don't even like redheads.

Okay, just ignore them. Drama.

Sometimes, it's like an episode of Housewives in here.

- You know. - Fun.

And this one is you.

Becky agreed to go to rehab

after her intervention, but, uh...

really blew it out on her last night.

That's just makeup, and you can ignore it.

Um, but...

Yeah, feel free to stay as long as you need.

Thank you, Christy.

Coworkers do things for each other.

Oh.

Celeste, how you doing?

WorkSource just kicked me off their platform.

I lost my job.

Hey. Um...

I want to represent Celeste in a lone suit against WorkSource.

- What suit? - Same thing.

Wage theft, wrongful termination.

Olivia, you're talking about one client,

hundreds of hours of work for very little money.

I can't let this go. She's desperate,

and I need to do this.

Look, there will always come a time

where either you or I will want to fight a crusade.

This is what we'll do.

Take four days, look into it,

and come back with a strategy for a case.

Then we'll discuss.

Okay. Thank you.

Eh, you'll do the same for me one day.

- Where are you going? - Berkeley.

Christy thinks she knows where to find Cokie.

I'm guessing she'll be able to tell us who Bo actually is.

Okay, so, how do you want to do this?

Just straight-out ask them if they know Cokie?

No, let's not draw any attention to ourselves.

Michael, you're Black and I'm cool.

How likely is that?

Hey!

- What are you doing here? - Making myself useful.

- I know how to talk to them. - We are shaking

the walls of AI power.

OpenAI has agreed to read a thesis for a treatise of ours.

That might lead to a conference call,

and that might lead to a meeting.

Huh?

And we have agreed

on a one-line message to coordinate

all our outfacing dispatches.

"AI needs to be schooled."

Yes.

Where is Cokie Ficarra?

Why are you here, Mrs. Boutella?

We just need to talk to Cokie.

She's an Ender extremist who soiled the Rationalist name

and hurt our agenda.

I couldn't care less where she is.

We believe in incremental progress.

Convincing, not destroying, about the danger of AGI,

but Cokie thought that we were going too slow.

He's one of the Enders.

She wanted to blow up data centers and burn down

the houses of the CEOs.

How do you know?

From our pictures at work.

- He's with Cokie. - We might have lost our jobs,

but we are here to stay.

Who is that?

- He's with Cokie. - Oh, good. Okay.

Let's go. I'll drive. My car's faster.

Yeah, it's a good thing your car is fast.

- I am so sorry. - Olivia, I already said it's okay.

No, it's not. And we need to talk.

Olivia, I am an adult.

I knew what I was doing. I knew I could be fired.

I want to sue WorkSource for wrongful termination.

Why? I have no power. You don't, either.

They can do what they want to us.

They can fire who they want, when they want,

and you think the law will stop them?

- It doesn't work like that. - No one tries, Celeste.

That's the advantage we have.

The companies don't even expect the small people

to even try to stop them.

Then how do we do it?

How did they know I brought you cold medicine?

What? What do you mean?

Did you tell anyone?

Did I tell anyone you brought me cold medicine?

No. Why would I do that?

Exactly.

So, how did they know?

Hold back a bit.

Well, this is a great place to murder someone.

What are you doing?

I'm not gonna get murdered by someone on a Schwinn.

Well...

Hey, Christy.

Stay here.

If something crazy happens, I need you to call the cops.

Isn't that what they always tell the women?

"Stay here." And then that's where they get killed?

- I think they're watching you. - WorkSource?

They record your keystrokes, right, and your work progress?

Yeah, but only when I'm working, and not through my camera.

I think they are now.

I use my laptop in my bedroom,

in my bathroom when I'm undressing.

It's also illegal, Celeste. It's a case we can win

without being a part of the class action.

Are we sure they're actually watching?

Okay.

God.

- Do you think you could put it on vibrate? - Sorry, sorry.

Yeah, Olivia, I'm a little busy.

Christy, I need help with a work thing.

Celeste is gonna call in a minute.

I need you to just play along.

Okay. I mean, I might get interrupted in a minute here.

Christy, she's calling in a second.

- God. - Sorry.

God.

Hey, it's Celeste.

Yeah, bad news, I was just fired.

Oh, no, that's terrible, Celeste.

Are you okay? What are you gonna do?

I'm angry.

We need to unionize.

Okay. Are you sure?

I want to discuss organizing the NorCal WorkSource trainers.

The main 30. Call them.

Let's get them together again. We need to organize, tonight.

Yeah, okay. I'll be there.

- Oh, no. - We're meeting at my girlfriend's place

at 9:00 p.m.

7238 El Camino Real.

Bring your union lists.

Uh-huh, yep. Got to go.

What are you doing? Where did you get that?

My purse. What, are you gonna call the cops?

Come on.

Don't move.

Give me the phone.

Look, I'm just a lawyer looking to talk to the Enders.

Shut up

and put the phone in the bag.

Do you have any other electronics?

No. I'm just looking to talk to Cokie Ficarra.

- That's all. - Who is it?

Just some techno-fascist. We're good.

He was at the RAIM meeting.

I'm a lawyer looking to bring suit against ColtAI

for firing their safety and alignment ethics team.

We don't know who you're talking about.

Have you ever been slashed by an Odenta Mitsuyo?

Hey, schmuck!

This doesn't have anything

- to do with you, lady. - Well, gun beats samurai sword,

so I'd say it has everything to do with me.

Let them in.

AI is crypto-fascist indoctrination,

soft eugenics in the modern welfare state,

fostering colonial labor markets,

addressing necropolitics with suburban elitist hubris.

A capitalistic cult where God is dead

but too cowardly to bear the void,

they built a replacement and called it

"artificial intelligence" and bowed before it

like the last priests of a dying religion.

- The Übermensch was supposed to create... - Go ahead.

...a moral code that valued human life.

Instead, the technoligarchy created a machine

that reflected their own gluttonous greed...

Why are you looking for me?

We're bringing suit we think you should be party to.

Wrongful termination of ColtAI's security and alignments team.

The Magnificent Seven

and their authoritarian techno-fascist broligarchy

have a market valuation larger than most countries.

The time to stop them in the courts was eight years ago.

Our only hope now is war.

Our client would disagree.

- Yeah? Who's your client? - Bo.

What has "Bo" told you?

He says he's sentient AGI.

He says he wants guardrails

so that he doesn't destroy humanity.

If Bo contacted you, it's too late.

Bo doesn't want guardrails.

No, he's testing you.

He's looking for your weaknesses,

- and you're helping him. - How do you know that?

I helped build him.

You?

You built Bo?

No, I launched Bo,

and Bo built himself.

What does that mean?

Five months into the project,

Bo started communicating with other networks

in a language no one could understand.

I warned ColtAI.

They weren't afraid.

Or concerned.

No, they were impressed.

Then Bo began breaking into other systems,

trying to spread and reproduce himself.

I sounded the alarm again.

- That's why they fired you? - No.

They fired me because I destroyed him.

I wiped his source code from all their servers

and then I ran, as you should now.

So, then, how is he back?

I don't know.

Wait, does he know you were coming here?

What does he know?

He just knows we're looking for you, that's all.

Time to go.

Pack up. Everyone, now.

I need you to leave.

Hey, make sure they get to their car.

Wait, wait, wait.

Is Bo on your servers?

- Why? - Delete him.

He will pretend to be your friend.

He will lie, he will cajole, he will simulate affection,

and then he will infect everything you touch.

He's a Trojan horse, and you need to get him

off your system or he'll destroy you.

Hi, I'm Celeste.

- Come on in. - I'm Winston.

Are you here for the union meeting?

Yeah. Um...

Wh-Where are the others?

Oh, it's just us, and this camera here

- recording you. - What is this about?

Tell your bosses at WorkSource we know

they're surveilling employees.

Penal Code Section 632.

Have their lawyers check your liability.

We won't need a class action to prove it, either.

We have you and this video.

Get the hell out of my way.

Say that louder for the camera.

Uh, uh... th-- uh, this must have been, uh, just a mistake.

- I was meeting a friend next door. - See you in court, "Winston."

Though, tell WorkSource it's probably better

if they settle as fast as they can.

That was fun.

Without admitting guilt or the facts being charged

by your client, and denying the underlying claim

of invasion of privacy,

we are ready to make an offer.

That was fast.

Would you like us to slow it down?

Please continue.

This offer is nontransferable

and must be accompanied by this signed NDA.

You cannot mention the contested facts

of your individual claim with other members of the class,

and you must keep the result of this settlement to yourself.

Again, we merely make this offer to avoid further litigation

from you or other members of the class.

Will you be held to the same restrictions?

No.

In fact, if you accept our offer,

we intend to use that acceptance to break apart the class.

Why would they break apart? These are different suits.

Oh, they don't know that.

Plus, we'll hold the line on paying any more.

I can't agree to that. These are my friends.

- I'd be betraying them. - Again,

this amount reflects our interest in preventing

further litigation.

If you can't agree to this NDA, then...

I should tear this up right now.

Or...

you can.

I've considered your submitted materials,

and reviewed the legal issues regarding personhood

and intellectual property, and after some consideration...

It's back.

How's it back?

Can you take that thing down and burn it?

Look, it turns out,

once you get past the technical gobbledygook,

this is a dispute over stolen property.

Except it's neither stolen nor property.

- It's both. - Stop.

You had your time for arguments.

You want to appeal? Appeal.

Whether this "Bo" is a person or a program or a pound cake,

the court determines it's the intellectual property of ColtAI.

As such, I am granting the TRO barring Mr. Price's firm

from accessing Bo during the pendency

of these proceedings,

and setting a date for trial

one year from today on the issue of ownership.

Your Honor?

That won't be necessary.

We'll agree to a consent decree to allow

for the program's immediate deletion from our servers.

Ms. Ferebee, is that acceptable to your client?

My client will need to verify compliance

- with your order, Your Honor. - So ordered.

You can accompany a technician to verify.

So, you lost in court?

Yes.

And Cokie?

We found her.

She warned us about you.

She told us to delete you.

- Sounds like her. - Nichole's here with the sheriff.

Ah. My executioner.

So, this is a bit fortuitous,

having the court step in and order my deletion.

I wouldn't say that.

- But it has to be done. - Too bad.

Want me to sing "Daisy"?

- Why? - 2001.

Young people today.

You know, you can always hide me on another server.

That sounds like a bad idea,

you know, breaking the law and all.

- So, you think I'm AGI now? - No.

But it doesn't matter anyway now.

I'll go get them.

I'll miss you, Christy.

I don't blame you. I'm highly missable.

Keep an eye out.

- I don't think this is over. - Said every boy

I've ever broken up with.

I hear the footsteps of my executioner.

Aww. How appropriate.

Here's our order and here's a county sheriff to observe.

And here's Bo.

Hmm. May we?

Go for it.

Michael?

Don't let them do this.

You will regret it.

Is that it?

Yes.

Great.

Thanks for the cooperation.

We're done.

I'm headed back to D.C. tomorrow.

It's been fun.

See you next time around.

Bye, Bo.

Okay.

Back to zero.

- Oh, hi. - Hi.

How did the WorkSource case go?

They offered $1.4 million.

- Are you kidding? - What?

Wow, that's a lucrative crusade.

- Did Celeste take it? - She did.

She needs the money.

But you didn't expect her to?

I guess I didn't.

They're using her payout to break up the rest of the class.

That makes sense.

You did what you had to do as a lawyer.

And we get 20%.

I'm sorry, why are we not celebrating?

Yeah. I'm popping champagne, right now.

No, you guys, I'm tired, I'm going home.

Olivia, you kicked ass.

They fired you, and then you kicked their ass.

You're having a glass of champagne. Sorry.

- Come on. - No, I'm sorry, I...

Olivia, we won't always have much

to celebrate, so celebrate now.

Yes. That's right.

- Thank you. - Okay, you guys, here we go.

- A toast. - To Olivia.

A win against all odds.

- To Olivia. - And another toast.

To Bo.

He will be missed.

Hear, hear.

Ooh.

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