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sarina: The whole system's gonna fry.

The only reason a program like this would self-terminate

is to cover its tracks,

so it compressed itself onto a server

and had itself shipped out of zava.

We can use this to trace the signal to its source.

All we have to do is keep it on the line.

The kid needs to talk to it.

You want to use our son as bait.

It's the only play we have.

Why, after a year, do you suddenly want to see me?

I wanted to reconnect.

We can't reconnect

if there wasn't a connection in the first place.

Paul, what's wrong with you?

It's called sporadic fatal insomnia.

It's 50/50 she gets it, too.

I want you to talk to security.

What am I looking for?

Mathis: Exactly what mr. Barton was doing

before and after the hack.

Abby: Cm, I need your help.

Can you get a pcap on an iliza without anybody there knowing?

Give me the ip hardware address,

and you'll have it in ten minutes.

Shea: Now, do you remember what you need to do?

Get it to talk to me like it did before.

Your mom and dad aren't going to be together anymore.

Oh-ho. You seeing this?

I sure am.

Is assistant director mathis in?

Mr. Barton, would you mind coming with me?

-What for? -Best we talk in private.

My mom loves me and she loves my dad.

Why are you so angry with me, ethan?

Because you suck and I hate you

and I hope you die in a fire!

(snarls)

I got an ip address. Dartmouth, new hampshire.

Leblanc: What's at dartmouth?

(dramatic music)

(peaceful music)

♪

(speaking urdu)

(speaking urdu)

(electricity crackles)

(aircraft rattles softly)

um--(chuckles)

(aircraft rattling)

(aircraft rattles loudly)

(people shouting)

(screaming)

(engines whining)

keith: Thank you.

Thanks.

So eventually I want to get my phd in public policy,

and oregon state has this amazing program

where you can work, study, and--

(soft chuckling)

sorry, look at me.

I'm--god, I'm probably chatting your ear off.

No, no, not at all.

You haven't touched your salad.

Well, I...

Guess I must've been enjoying the conversation, then.

Hostess: Can I help you, sir?

Leblanc: Yeah, I see them over there.

Hostess: Sir...

-Um, what about you? -Leblanc: Thank you.

Your profile says that you love hiking.

Hostess: Sir!

Oh, my god.

Is that--

am I interrupting your little internet date?

What? How do you even know that?

Mr. Leblanc, it is such an honor to meet you.

Yeah, well if that were true

you would be using one of my phones, wouldn't you?

Oh, my god. Dad, what the hell?

Come on, let's go. We have to talk.

You can't just be dating strangers.

-Hey, hey. -Come on.

The date's over.

What's it got on you, anyway?

Gambling debts, blackface pictures you want covered up?

Whoa, whoa, I'm an actuary.

-Go. Come on, go. -It's fine. I'm so sorry.

-I'll call you later, okay? -No, she won't.

You know, at first it's an island

and now it's some house in the woods.

It's for your own safety.

Because you're working with the fbi?

Look, it already killed someone.

Something could've happened to you.

Oh, like my dating app being hacked by a psycho? Really?

Abby, it's going after people we care about.

Then I should be perfectly safe.

It's not time for that conversation.

Oh, why not? My night's totally open.

You ruined my night.

You know, I make time for you like an idiot,

and then you come into this restaurant

and you humiliated me in front of everyone.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Listen, please.

I need you to go to this place.

Promise me you'll go here. It's a long drive.

Oh, my god.

It's off-the-grid. There's no electronics.

It was built by a friend of mine who is sort of a prepper.

What's a prepper?

Like, an end-of-the-world prepper.

Great.

Take this and buy an old car, like pre-1980s old.

No microprocessors. They can be tracked.

-That fbi agent's I mentioned-- -how did you even find me?

-I'll explain when I get back-- -are you tracking my phone?

-When you--just please-- -my zava phone?

Promise me you'll go there, abby, please.

-I can't. -Abby.

Ethan: Why do we have to go?

I killed iliza.

I know you did. I know.

So why do you have to go?

We just want to be extra sure that everything's safe.

But it's my job to worry about that, not yours,

so while I'm doing that,

you get to go on a fun trip with dad.

-Where? -Up the mountains.

Hey, remember that time that dad took you camping

and forgot to tell mommy he was gonna be

out of cell phone range all weekend?

-And you freaked out? -I was worried.

Yeah, just like that, minus the freak-out.

(peaceful music)

hey.

You know that everything that iliza said was a lie, right?

About me and your dad and the family breaking up.

Just know that I love you

and I'm gonna see you again very soon, okay?

Okay. Love you too, mom.

♪

go pack your bags.

You gotta leave first thing in the morning.

(soft dramatic music)

♪

(ominous music)

don't speed, okay?

You get pulled over, you're in the system.

I'll drive like my mother.

Smartphones can be traced, so this is for emergencies only.

Best we not communicate if we can avoid it.

No credit cards,

try to avoid gas stations if you can,

and stay on the side roads.

Fewer cameras.

I still can't believe this is really happening.

This may all just be a big overreaction,

but this thing can do a lot more

than talk to kids on iliza.

That's why I hate the idea of you going after it alone.

I won't be alone. I'll be with paul.

-That's not very reassuring. -I can handle him.

We know where next is. Ethan got us that far.

Now we go erase it forever.

Keep him safe, okay? Keep yourself safe.

-You, too. -Yeah.

♪

-and don't forget. -Forget what?

-You're my whole world. -I know.

I know you know.

♪

they're getting better at flying without computers,

don't you think?

I don't know.

Wow, lack of sleep is not a good look on you.

(sighs) thanks.

How long has it been?

I don't know, 36 hours or so?

Welcome to my world.

You know, you can always lie down in the back.

I couldn't sleep if I wanted to.

I just--I keep thinking of ethan's face as he drove away

and it's...

Well, in that case.

They work.

The pilots use them to stay alert on long flights.

I am not taking pills from you.

Leblanc: You sure?

Side effects include headache, anxiety,

trouble sleeping.

You're taking speed, and you wonder why you can't sleep.

Not sleeping and being awake are two different things.

I'm good.

So this--this biomotion place--

are we just gonna waltz in there?

Not exactly.

Lead scientist is a guy named richard pearish,

who I have a long history with.

He's a very smart guy.

Could've been rich many times over,

but always turned me down to do research and teach instead.

Actually one of the few people in the world

who also claims to like me.

Is he corruptible?

Do you think next could get to him?

I don't think so, but...

Maybe like everyone else, he has his price.

And if he does, this thing will figure out what it is.

(robot whirring)

(soft ominous music)

(keyboard plays)

♪

(door buzzes)

♪

student: Welcome to biomotion, mr. Leblanc.

I'll let dr. Pearish know you're here.

♪

you said there'd be no robots.

No, I said there'd be no armies of robots.

♪

(synthesized voice) someone told me

paul leblanc was here.

For a minute, I thought I was losing my hearing

on top of everything else.

-It's good to see you, richard. -Good to see you.

You look well.

That rig's pretty slick.

You get netflix on that thing?

Yes, I can.

I can operate everything from here,

except my limbs.

Oh.

I see you've still got your sense of humor.

Of course.

I was sad to hear about your leaving zava.

I know how much the company meant to you.

Yeah, well, I got to keep the plane.

I meant what I said in beijing.

You will always have a place here.

I appreciate it.

I'm not ready to start grading papers, though.

This is agent salazar of the fbi, so watch what you say.

Dr. Pearish, thank you for having us.

Please,

come in and tell me what this is about.

♪

you could've told me.

Didn't want to be politically incorrect.

(soft dramatic music)

♪

ben: The boss convinced mathis

you had nothing to do with the hack.

I didn't know you were helping the boss.

You understand, right?

♪

look, cm, I'm sorry I turned you in,

but I was under orders.

I didn't really have a...

♪

cm: Where's gina? Did you arrest her, too?

Well, tim and annie want to go out later.

-You into that? -(scoffs) I wish.

Work's crazy right now, so.

Aww, salary slave. The heart bleeds.

-All right, I'll see you later. -Bye.

♪

what the hell? (sighs)

(tense notes)

(phone buzzing)

-gina? -Hey.

I'm gonna be a little late. Car trouble.

That's all right. Do you need a ride?

Happy to come get you.

Gina: Oh, no thanks. I'm good.

What happened?

Someone slashed all my tires.

Whoa.

Are--are you in trouble?

Did you piss somebody off lately?

You know me, I piss everyone off.

But only online.

It's just a hell of a long way to go from, you know,

keyboard warrior to slashing tires.

Is it?

I mean, you know, you never know.

No, I'm super careful.

No one online knows where I live or what I drive.

Yeah, I am, too, it's just--

I've been getting these emails from this alt-right group.

"die, pig." you know, stuff like that.

Straight to my personal account.

And I changed my email address, set up filters,

and somehow they found me at the new address.

-You think something's up? -Yeah.

(stutters) I don't know, I mean, I--

it's weird.

Yeah.

Look, I gotta call the tow truck,

but I'll be in soon.

Ben: Okay, bye.

♪

hey.

What you thinking about over there, huh?

You want to talk about something?

Mm-mm.

Oh, come on. What's bothering you, huh?

Huh?

You thinking about what iliza said yesterday?

I don't think you should.

You bored?

You want to play the license plate game?

Yeah, maybe later.

♪

(ominous music)

♪

if anyone else were telling me this, I would not believe it.

I don't know whether to be excited or terrified.

Yeah, that's the thing with most of this stuff.

We're headed over a cliff,

but nobody cares because it all seems kind of cool.

If the server is here, we need to lock it down.

Before it either moves on or goes after someone else.

Do you think it could be here?

Possibly. We are a large facility.

Busy.

And the servers are switched out often

to maintain operations.

This is chris.

He will show you the server room.

Please make sure they have all the access they require.

Mr. Leblanc, pleasure to have you here.

I've watched all your speeches.

Oh, what a good use of your time.

Paul, I truly hope you are wrong.

(soft tense music)

♪

hey, will you have them open up the server room?

Mm-hmm.

It'll be just a minute.

♪

(air whooshing)

soft robotics. That's where it's all headed.

Kind of looks like a circulatory system.

Chris: That's because it is, agent salazar.

It's a polymer gel that mimics human cells,

printed layer-by-layer

to form functional biological structures.

How long do you think it'll take me to print a new brain?

(chuckles)

(robot whirring slowly)

♪

(robot whirring rapidly)

mm, those things creep me out.

You know, ethan watches them on youtube?

Thinks they're cute.

They are cute.

Until they open the bedroom door

and strangle you in your sleep.

Dark.

Chris: All right, looks like they're ready for us.

(motors whirring)

(lock chimes)

we actually have four server rooms.

(soft dramatic music)

♪

richard would like us to accommodate these folks

in whatever way they need.

-So guess what you get to do? -What?

Run a full diagnostic on memory allocation

and power consumption for every server in every room.

Excuse me, where's your restroom?

Other side of the building. I'll show you.

No, I got it. Thanks.

Chris, how about you and I take a trip

to the optical junction box?

Sure, I'll open it up for you.

(keys tapping)

sign right here, please.

(amber alert chime)

-is that an amber alert? -Yeah.

Weird, I didn't get one.

-Do you mind? -No.

(ominous music)

♪

that's a big pothole, buddy. Sorry.

Sorry.

-I'm hungry. -Yeah. Me, too.

-We'll stop soon. -Soon like in french fries?

Maybe not that soon.

There's a lot of computers and cameras

at a fast food restaurant.

Yeah.

But that doesn't mean we should starve.

Fruit?

I can wait.

(soft tense music)

(grunts) look at all the yummy fruit.

Grab some stuff. Whatever you want.

Like super-sized french fries?

Just what you see, bud.

♪

-hey, guys. -Hi.

Find everything?

Yeah, sure did.

♪

(phone chiming)

(tense music)

-uh, and we'll get that, too. -All right.

That'll be $15.

(phones chiming)

♪

woman: ...Someone in the parking lot.

Man: Thank you very much. Come again.

Yeah, thanks. Come on.

♪

(indistinct chatter)

-dad. -Come on, come on, come on.

-Let's go, let's go, let's go. -Where are we--

-dad, where are we going? -I'll tell you later. Let's go.

♪

(rapid whirring)

(soft dramatic music)

♪

excuse me.

Can you tell me what happened?

Sidra was a visiting professor. She died two weeks ago.

I'm sorry.

Do you mind if I ask you a little bit more about her?

-Sure. -Yeah?

(tense music)

okay, come on.

♪

it's iliza, isn't it?

Look, I don't like the way

those people were looking into our car.

-Wait, wait. -What?

I know you don't want me to be scared,

but not telling me is making me even more scared.

Tough like your mom, huh? (sighs)

it's not iliza.

It's, like, a computer. A really, really smart one.

And it put out a fake police alert

to make people think I'm a kidnapper

so they'll help it find us,

and we can't let that happen, okay?

So we gotta move.

Cm: Ambers go through the department of transportation.

Yeah, so they need to reverse it.

Yeah, except they didn't issue it.

They can't reverse something they didn't send.

You tell shea about it?

No, she's on burners. Hasn't called in.

What do you think?

Should we bring mathis in on it?

What is it with you and this guy?

All right, this is the fbi we do protocol--

gina: Okay, guys. Get over it.

If it finds the boss's kid, what?

Throws a car at them?

Or it gets ty arrested, the kid goes into the system.

I mean, if this thing can fake an amber alert,

it could fake anything.

Send the kid to the infirmary

for a medical procedure he doesn't need,

get him transferred out of state.

Kid gets lost in the machinery.

Okay, if it could hack the dot, couldn't we?

Cancel the amber alert?

A one-sided attack in this timeframe?

Nobody can do that.

(soft tense music)

what?

♪

(phone line trills)

caleb: Dot relocation, this is caleb.

Hey, hey, caleb.

It's mike, what's up? It's good to hear your voice.

-Caleb: I'm sorry, who's this? -It's mike.

-Caleb: Mike who? -From it.

-Caleb: Uh. -Come on, it's--dude.

-Caleb: I don't remember. -Dude.

Caleb: (chuckles) sorry.

We met at orientation, remember?

We were standing in that buffet line.

Oh, hell, you're not gonna believe who just walked in.

It's james.

Caleb: Wait, who?

James, pick up the phone. Line one, pick it up.

It's caleb from orientation. This is crazy.

-Caleb: Uh... -Hello?

James, what was it you said

when we were all three of us standing at that buffet line

about that chicken wrap?

-No, I don't remember. -(groans)

whatever.

-Ow, ow, (groans) -whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's wrong, what's wrong? Which one?

Hey, you okay?

My feet. It really hurts.

♪

it's just a blister, buddy. It's okay.

♪

come on.

Let's go.

♪

listen, caleb, the reason I'm calling

is that I got an alert here on my system

that says you got some malware on your browser.

When you click on that stuff,

it spreads through the whole system.

The bridge and tunnel office says all their pcs are down.

Caleb: Oh, crap. Am I in trouble?

-No, buddy. -Caleb: Am I gonna get fired?

No. I can take care of this.

I can wipe it all out from here.

Caleb: You can do that?

-Go to your control panel. -Caleb: Okay.

You see where it says "remote access?"

just click on that.

-Caleb: Okay, done. -(chuckles) okay.

♪

(engine revs)

look away, look away. Ethan, look away.

It's okay.

♪

hey.

Can I help you?

Yeah, we don't mean to start any trouble,

but there's an amber alert with that kid's face on it.

No, that's gotta be a mistake. No, this is my son.

We're just going for a camping trip.

Yeah, we can't let you take the kid.

What, you can't let me take-- what?

-Dad? -It's okay, it's okay.

My wife already called the police.

Look, man, I've been through a divorce, okay?

Trust me, it's not worth it.

Just let the courts do their thing, all right?

I'm not getting divorced, okay? My kid's fine, just back off.

-It's okay. -He doesn't look fine, man.

Well, maybe because you're scaring him.

Just--hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

-Let's get back in the car. -Lady, lady, lady!

-Hey--ethan! -No, no, no!

-Ethan! -Dad!

-Dad, dad! -Ethan!

-Hey! -Dad!

-Let me go! -Hey!

Dad!

Ethan: Dad? Leave my dad alone!

(siren whoops)

ethan: Let go!

State trooper: Hold it, hold it, hold it!

Everyone just take it easy. Hands at your sides.

Let him go, let him go.

Ty: Ethan, come here. Woman: Officer--

ty: Come here.

Just back off.

Who called about the amber alert?

Me. We spotted him from the truck.

You're fine.

-It was recalled. -Wait, recalled?

That's right. Dispatch went out.

It was a mistake. Just came through.

Man: Sorry. We, uh, we didn't know.

Yeah, just back off, all right? Just--(mutters)

is everyone okay here?

We have a first-aid kit in the car.

-You okay? -I'm okay.

Yeah, I think we're fine.

We'd just like to be on our way, sir.

-You need a ride somewhere? -I don't need anything.

My son's been scared enough.

♪

you were magnificent.

Now you're just making it worse.

-Caleb: Thanks a lot, man. -Cm: (chuckles) okay, yeah.

-Caleb: Have a good one. -Cm: You too.

Leblanc: Who organized this? It's a total mess.

Looks like the inside of my head.

You think I'm kidding?

Chris, can you get me that diagnostic I asked for?

Mm-hmm.

Did you find any sign of the server in their setup?

-No. -Okay.

I think we need to switch our focus back to richard.

What? Why?

This woman named sidra ameen.

She led the soft robotics unit here.

She also recently died in a plane crash.

What?

Apparently her and richard were incredibly close.

So much so that people would joke

that they were having a thing.

They started fighting behind closed doors.

He was working on something he shouldn't be,

and next thing you know, she's on a plane back to pakistan,

removed from the staff, her visa revoked.

-And her plane crashed? -Yes.

Richard: Any luck finding the server, paul?

Leblanc: Uh, no. Not--not on my end.

How about you? The shipping records any help?

Afraid not. Looks like a dead end.

Is there anything else I can do?

(soft tense music)

♪

I don't think so.

I mean, thanks. Sorry for the run-around.

No apologies necessary.

If there is anything else we can do to help,

feel free to call.

Will do.

Oh, and I'm sorry about sidra.

♪

yes, it was very hard for all of us.

♪

it was nice seeing you, paul. Safe travels.

♪

chris: All right, it was an honor to meet you, mr. Leblanc.

Shea: Thank you.

What was that about?

Leblanc: We have to come back tonight--

when no one's here.

We tracked the server through four shipping companies

and records have been erased at every one.

Yeah, but there's gotta be somebody

at one of these companies that remembers it coming through.

At the volume these places handle? No.

There's no trail left to follow.

It is a black hole.

Maybe if I had more people, I could--

sarina, the board is all over me.

Vaanwyck keeps calling me, I just--

-(phone buzzing) -damn it, not again. Sorry.

Abby. How are you, sweetheart?

Did you get those cookies that deb sent?

Yeah, I'm gonna have to have a party to get rid of them all.

Tell me about it. You know how she gets

when she's developing some new kind of recipe.

We're swimming in them at the house.

You haven't talked to my dad recently, have you?

Yeah, the other day. Why, what's going on?

Are you okay?

Um, no.

(inhales deeply) he's tracking me.

What?

Abby: He's acting completely crazy.

He's convinced I'm in danger.

He wanted me to ditch my phone

and go some place in the middle of nowhere.

He said he had to go on this trip with the fbi.

Mm-hmm. To where? Did he say where?

Uh, uh, dartmouth.

-Dartmouth? -Yeah, dartmouth, I think.

I don't know, I'm just--

I'm worried about him.

I know. I am, too.

But I don't want you to worry, sweetheart.

Abby: I think, uh...

I think something is wrong with him.

Ted: You just stay put.

And if your dad reaches out, you just call me, all right?

Please tell me.

Okay, yeah, I will.

Thanks, uncle ted.

Ted: Of course. Anything for you.

Bye.

All right, bye-bye.

♪

shea: What time do you think they close?

Leblanc: Who knows? It's college.

These kids stay up all night. Please continue.

So every morning,

her father would wake up and go to the shed

where they kept the animals

to find yet another cow with its tail cut off.

And what they came to find out was

some poor villager was sneaking in there

and cutting the tails off the cows to take home

and make soup.

Well, that's resourceful.

But it kept happening over and over again until--

oh, here comes the twist.

My grandmother, who was seven years old at the time,

she--she had an idea--

why not buy a dog and wrap its leash around the cow's neck

and then wherever the cow goes, so goes the dog.

So if anybody showed up in the middle of the night,

-around the field-- -dog barks.

Everybody would come running out.

-Did it work? -Oh, yeah.

Like a charm.

Wait, so you told me that story

because you see yourself as the dog and me as the cow--

helpless, but useful.

It's just a story she liked to tell to pass the time.

Or I choose to see myself as the dog

and the rest of the world as the cow.

And now I'm really regretting telling you that story.

Oh, no, I'm glad you did.

Is that what cops do? They sit around stake-outs?

Swap colorful stories?

Basically, yeah.

(soft dramatic music)

♪

have you told your daughter yet about the illness?

If she tests positive, I will.

-No, about you. -No.

♪

no, I've given her enough grief without...

♪

without that.

You know, the weird part about losing your mind

is you end up working twice as hard

asking yourself whether what you're seeing and hearing

is actually happening,

because what's real and what isn't

seems totally interchangeable.

When you're in a hallucination, you don't know it.

It's not until you're out of it that you know it

because there's a break, there's a...

Definite moment of clarity

when you know you're back in reality.

It makes it really hard to live in the present

because you're not sure if you can trust it or not.

It's very tiring.

♪

but this moment, right here, right now,

I know this is real. Know how I know?

Because even in my wildest fantasies,

I couldn't come up with anything

like that amputated cow tail story.

♪

leblanc: Okay, it's time. Let's go.

Shea: You stole that?

Let's hope I stole the right one.

(lock chimes)

bingo.

Kleptomania and plagiarism

are two of my most underrated skills.

♪

let's go try and find what richard didn't want us to see.

♪

(soft tense music)

♪

paul, what are you two doing here?

It's time to tell us the truth now, dr. Pearish.

You two need to leave right now.

-I might go to hell for this. -Wait, what?

Get out, get out, get out--

at least we'll be able to keep each other company.

Paul, what did you just do?

An exorcism, I think.

♪

help me, help me,

help me, help me.

It's all right, it's all right.

-Help me. -Calm down, you'll be all right.

Help me, help me, help me.

It wasn't bribing him or blackmailing him.

It hijacked him, controlled him, took over his chair.

Every movement he made, everything he said.

Synthesizer cues off his eye movement.

-Richard. -Richard, we're here.

You're safe, you're okay.

Voice: Hello? Hello? Campus police.

Hello?

I'll go. You help him calm down.

(dramatic music)

look at me.

Listen to me.

(indistinct shouting)

campus police.

(suspenseful music)

hello?

♪

this is campus police.

♪

hello?

Hello? Campus police.

This is campus police.

Ethan: I love you, mom.

Shea: I love you, too.

Ethan: Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Shea: Did you say your prayers?

Ethan: Not yet.

Shea: Angel de la guarda, dulce compañía.

Ethan: Angel de la guarda, dulce compañía.

Shea: No me desampares, ni de noche ni de día.

Ethan: No me desampares--

shea: No me desampares, ni de noche ni de día.

Ethan: Ni de noche ni de día.

Shea: Hasta que me pongas en paz y alegría.

Ethan: Hasta que me pongas en paz--

shea: Y alegría. Ethan: Y alegría.

Love you, mom-- love you, mom--

love you, mom--

mom--mom--mom--mom--mom--

you too, mom. I love you too, mom.

(garbled speech)

shut up.

(mild synthetic voice) two weeks--

it took control of my chair two weeks ago.

It spoke for me, moved me around.

What did it want?

I think it was testing the bio-printers.

Versioning, learning, iterating.

Sidra saw one of the tests. She asked some questions.

-It used my voice to fire her. -Richard.

And then it killed her. It killed her.

Look, I'm sorry about sidra, but I have to find the server.

The core server was never here.

It was sending the signal in from outside,

but it left a trail in the archive.

What?

Six days ago, there was a power glitch.

I got control back for a moment,

and I activated the archive.

I captured its data stream. Every command, every signal.

It's encrypted, but you can access it.

It didn't know you were recording?

I don't think so. It's an old system.

Downstream and read only.

But it knows now.

-You have to hurry. -Where is it?

It's in the security office.

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(lock chimes, door slams)

♪

(whirring)

♪

(appendages whirring)

(dramatic music)

(electricity sizzles)

♪

(whirring)

♪

no, no, no, no.

Not this time.

Come on. Son of a bitch.

There it is.

(tense music)

♪

(suspenseful music)

♪

-jeez. -Wait!

You trying to kill me before I die in six months?

You ever shoot a dog, leblanc?

I'm more of a cat man.

Command: Power down. Command: Power down.

Power down.

Stop, no.

(air hissing) (alarm beeping)

(dramatic music)

(alarm beeping)

♪

(door lock buzzes)

♪

(door lock buzzes)

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stand back! Watch out!

(bullets clanking)

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watch out, watch out.

(lock chimes)

(soft dramatic music)

♪

(keyless entry chimes)

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man: We've got eyes on her.

(radio crackles)

ty: Come on.

-(engine turns over) -yeah.

We're stealing a car, aren't we?

Yes, we are, okay? But don't get the wrong idea.

You can only do this

when you've got evil computers coming after you.

I get it.

(suspenseful music)

♪

(tense music)

♪

(lock buzzes)

(lock buzzes)

guard: Oye, services paro la camara.

♪

(lock buzzes)

♪

(klaxon blaring)

(guards clamoring)

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(radio chatter in spanish)

♪

what the hell?