All language subtitles for I Am Frankie s01e09 Disconnected.eng

I am lost.

- How am I gonna
get home?

Can't you just
track her on your computer?

- I was just going
to do that.

- Uh, she's not
showing up, Will.

Overload.

Shut down.

Reboot.

- Frankie, you passed out.
Are you okay?

Should I call an ambulance?

- Hello, Cole Reyes.

Goodbye, Cole Reyes.

- Wait! Hold up.

I think we need to make
sure you're all right.

- Are you an accredited
scientist?

- What? Uh, no.

- Do you have a PhD?
- Not that I know of.

- Nor do I.

Unfortunately that makes it
difficult for either of us

to know with certainty
if I'm okay.

- Look. I get that you don't
wanna disobey your mom.

But she'll be
even more upset,

if I let you walk home
alone after passing out.

Can I at least
walk with you?

- Will, you check
the park.

I'll head to
Dayton's house.

Jenny, you wait here
to see if she comes home.

- How come I get
the lamest job?

- You're running point.
This is where the action is.

- Nothing cool ever happens
to the person who waits at home.

- Frankie! Oh!
- You had me worried sick!

I might have known this had
something to do with you, Cole.

- It's not like
that, Dr. Gaines.

I found her laying
in the street.

I think she passed out.

- Frankie, are you okay?

- Yes.

I'm sorry
I disobeyed you, Mom.

But Cole Reyes walked me
home to make sure I was okay.

- My man!

- Well, thank you
for bringing her back.

She must've have
a bout of...

- ...Narcolepsy.
- ...Hypoglycemia.

- Right. Low blood sugar
makes her disoriented.

- We'll take it from here.
- Dr. Gaines, wait.

About the other day.
Something came up...

- It happens.
I get it, Cole.

You do?

- His body language was
telling me he was sincere, Sig.

- Oh, yeah?

What's my body
language telling you?

- Run away?

Run diagnostics.

- CPU, disc and memory
all pass.

Network disconnected.
- Disconnected?

Well, reconnect Wi-Fi.
- Wi-Fi connected.

- That's weird.

Why would your Wi-Fi
connection drop so abruptly?

- Well, there's a dead
zone near school.

Every time I skip out on
biology to check Snap-snap,

it's always such
a nightmare.

Uh... I mean ?KiddingMom!

- Jenny, take your
sister to the lab.

? OrElse.

- Let's go, Frankie.

Now, get my backpack
from upstairs.

- Morning, Frankie.

Whoa, whoa!

You waxed the floor?

- I did?

- Jenny, what exactly
is going on... whoa!

- Okay. Bye, guys.
- I'm late.

Look at the time.

- You still don't see anything
strange with all this?

- Now that you mention it,
that crack in the ceiling

does kind of look
like a walrus.

- No, I mean about the way
Jenny's doing chores.

- Unh-unh.

I think she's learning
to be more responsible.

- Here's your backpack.

Jenny?

- She went to school
without her backpack?

Very responsible.

- Mom? Dad?

Oh...

- I'm off to school.
Love you both.

- Oh, Frankie, wait.
Run diagnos...

- All systems
optimal, Mom.

- It was probably
just a freak drop, Sig,

a dead zone,
like Jenny said.

- Highly unlikely.

She's designed with
six back-up systems.

There's only one way for
that system to disconnect...

And that's manually.

- You think someone
disconnected it?

- Perhaps.
Maybe it was Cole.

Maybe it was
Frankie, herself.

- Forget something?

- Whoa!

- Don't look now,
but here comes Byron.

- Is Cole Reyes
with Byron Patrick?

- Nope. Cole Reyes is not
with Byron Patrick.

Why is Frankie Gaines'
head in a locker?

Why am I talking
like her?

- Dayton Reyes told me
not to look now.

- Don't mind me.
Commence your flirting.

Uh, did Frankie tell you about
the Brain Squad competition?

Your bestie was on fire!

She ground El Dorado
into a fine paste.

I hope I did not.

That sounds
extremely painful.

Well, keep it up,
Frankie.

We need your brain
in the next round,

especially with
Tammy suspended.

Well, I'm off to study.

We don't have much time
left 'til the next competition,

and I need to get
up to speed

on 17th century Dutch
trade agreements.

Bye, guys.

- Dayton Reyes, I believe Byron
has given me the inspiration

I need to fairly compete
on the Brain Squad.

- Oh, he is
inspiring, isn't he?

- It would be logical
to say that my hard drive

functions like
a human brain, correct?

- I guess. Why?

- If I can load my drive
with Dutch trade agreements

and all of the knowledge
before the competition,

I won't need to be online
to still compete effectively.

- That's true.

But you don't
have much time.

You'd better start cramming.

Data saved.

This worries me, James.

- Oh, I wouldn't be
too hard on yourself.

A lot of people
over brew coffee.

You should try
using a French press.

- No, I'm talking
about Frankie.

She's been a little
slow to respond lately.

- Would a simple hard drive
defrag do the trick?

- Unlikely.

She's not following
commands like she used to.

Yesterday, she went
offline and...

I think it may have
been intentional.

- This could be serious.

It sounds like you have
a rebellious android

on your hands...
another one.

- James.
- Huh?

Oh.

Does she spend a lot of
time alone with Jenny?

- Oh, Frankie wouldn't
hurt Jenny.

- Sure.

Maybe not right now.

But, no one knows
better than you

what these androids
are capable of.

If your objectivity is clouded,
you may never see it coming.

- What are you saying?

- You said you
loved Frankie.

Is it possible that
those feelings

are getting in the way of
your scientific judgment?

You do treat her like
a member of the family.

- That I created.

I would never put my child
or anyone else at risk,

if I thought my creation
had run amok.

- I just want to make
sure you're seeing

the situation
with clear eyes.

We don't want
another Eliza.

- And we won't have one.

Let me assure you, if I felt
Frankie was out of control,

I would deactivate her.

? Real, real, real

? Never felt so alive

? Real, real, real

- Oh! These betas can't
be used for Project Q!

And I stand by that.

But they need to be
handled delicately.

- Now you tell me... after
I was assaulted by them.

Ow!

- Sir, I assure you, that hurt
me far more than it hurt you.

- Oh, well, let's see
if this hurts me

far more than it hurts you.

- Sir, my new plan
is to make the necessary

software adjustments before
we tweak the hardware.

Establish communications
to prototype number two

and power it up.

- If that thing comes anywhere
near me, I swear to you,

PEGSI, I will turn you
into a satellite and,

...shoot you into orbit.

Powering up number two.

- Oh.

I have a good
feeling about this.

Just a minor
anticipated glitch.

Will you excuse me, sir?

No! No!

No, no, no! You...
no! Don't...

- I don't know if we can
keep up this pace.

It's making me sweat.

- I have 500 terabytes of
allocated storage remaining.

If I'm going to
compete successfully,

I need to fill them.

- I love your tattoo.
- Um, what tattoo?

Where did you
even come from?

I was born in Cleveland,

but arrived here
by way of Schenectady.

- That is an uncommon route.

- You know what
else is uncommon?

How much time you
two spend together.

- That's because
we're best friends.

- Perhaps I should
get a best friend.

Would either of you
like to apply?

- Since we are each
other's best friend,

we cannot be yours.

- Would either of you
like a piece of candy?

- No, thank you.
I do not eat candy.

- I don't either.

I just offer it to others
as a goodwill gesture.

- Goodbye, Robbie.

I have run out of hands
and require the use

of a table to maximize
my study efficiency.

- That was weird.

- His behavior didn't seem
out of the ordinary to me.

- Exactly my point.

He acts like you.

Is it possible he comes
from the same place as you?

- He said he was
from Cleveland, so...

- No. I mean, is it possible
he's an android, too?

- I don't know.

I wasn't programmed
to detect other androids.

- Then it looks like I'll
have to find out myself.

- Hey, Frankie!

Right. I don't exist now that
you don't need rescuing.

- Having girl trouble,
Coleslaw?

- Nah.

In fact, Frankie and I were
together just last night.

Must have been
some hang out sesh,

if today she's
running from you.

Hey, Frankie Fresh.

- Hello, Andrew LaPierre.

- Why don't you
put that down,

so everybody can see
those eyes of yours?

Finishing this
book is my priority.

- Wow. You must
really be into it.

What are you reading?

- Advanced mechanical
engineering.

Flue dynamics
and energy transfer.

- Wow. She really
doesn't like you.

- Yes, she does.

- She has a funny
way of showing it.

I'll be home by dinner.

I'm at, uh, Frankie's.

Yeah, I will.

Bye, Cole.

Cole says hey.

Actually he says,
whaddup?

- But more sad than that.
- Sad?

I know this is what
I'm experiencing,

but I do not know why.

- Life sure would be easier,
if you were a real girl.

Cole would stop moping,
you'd stop being sad.

- Then it is settled.
- What is?

- I must become
a real girl.

- Well, hello,
Mr. Grumpy Whiskers.

Welcome to my pop-up
cat caf�.

It's good to see you
outside the kiddie cooler.

- Is that cat
drinking coffee?

- Oh, don't be silly.
My cats don't drink coffee.

This is a decaf feline latte,
made with organic saucer milk.

- Have you seen Tammy?

I'm supposed to meet
her for a tutoring session.

- I thought Frankie
was your tutor?

Oh, what a shame.

- Oh! Here we are again...
Like we're meant to be.

It must be our chemistry.

- I'm here to talk math,
not science.

- Whaddup, Tam-Tam?

- BRB.

- Tammy, I need
to study.

Hey, Tammy, can we get
back to work?

I could really use your
help factoring quadratics.

- In a second, Cole.

Someone can't take a hint.

- Doesn't this guy
ever get tired

of getting blown
off by girls?

- You wanna say
that again?

To my face?

- Boys! Boys!
Don't fight over me.

- Why don't you just
stay out of my business?

- Why don't you just
give up on Frankie?

She's obviously
not into you.

- Are you kidding me?

What the heck?

- That is what I do when
Puff Catty and Anderson Pooper

decide they don't
want to get along.

- We're not cats,
Miss Hough.

- Well, you sure are
fighting like cats.

Now both of you,
back to your litter boxes.

Boys! Behave!

- A real girl?

- I believe I already
have a head start.

Androids aren't supposed
to be capable of

feeling things like sadness,
like-liking a boy,

or the feeling I get
from being with you,

Dayton Reyes, my BFF.
- Aww.

- But I do feel those things
and I want to feel more.

I want to be
a real girl.

- But how can
you do it?

There are so many
aspects of being human,

besides the emotional side.

There's the physical,
mental, fashionable.

- I'm not sure.

It will certainly
be a complex process,

but worth it,

especially if it means Cole
and I are no longer sad.

- Frankie, I'm supposed
to empty the dishwasher

before mom gets home,
so don't forget.

And don't do too
good a job.

I'm only human,
remember?

- I have a great deal
to learn about being human.

Is it really true that making
mistakes is required?

- Well, it's not so much
that it's required.

It's more that
we can't help it.

- I understand.

Is that why your top
does not match your skirt?

- This is a look!

Besides,
it was laundry day.

It's all I had
that was clean.

I'm sorry, son.

No, no, no, no, no.

Of course, I want
to watch you play.

I'm just... I'm jammed
up at work right now.

Good luck and... hey,
let me know how it goes.

All right, bye.

You've got mail,
Mr. Kingston.

- I get mail all day
and all night.

Big whoop.
- It's from WARPA.

- W-W-WARPA?

What are you waiting for?
Read it to me.

- "Kingston,
we are very disappointed

"about the continued
delays with Project Q.

"We'll be at your
office in two days.

"Failure to deliver
would not be good

for our relationship
or your health."

- We have made no significant
progress on Project Q,

you round mound
of annoying sound.

Well, get to work.

We only have a few days
to find that android, or...

or it will not be
good for your health, hmph.

Well, now this is
the Jenny I know.

Jenny! When I ask you
to unload the dishwasher,

I expect you to do it.

- What are you talking
about, Mom?

- The dishes, Jenny.
Where are they?

Found them.

- Care to explain?

- Uh... Frankie did it.

- Frankie, did you put
the dishes in the freezer?

- That is correct, mom.

Good one, Frankie.

- That's right.
It was a joke.

I was trying to teach
her how to make a joke.

Right, Frankie?

Oh, pretty funny,
Frankie.

I think she nailed it.

- Ha, ha, ha!
- Ha, ha, ha!

- Did she just
take my moose mug?

Sig, wait up!

You know I can't drink
juice without my moose mug.

- What do you think
you're trying to do?

- I was just following
your direction

and not doing your
chores perfectly.

- I didn't mean
that wrong.

Can't you do my chores
wrong, the right way?

- Perhaps,
if you teach me.

- That would defeat the whole
purpose of our arrangement.

Just don't blow this,

or I'll have to tell Mom about
Dayton knowing your secret.

- How long did the Anglo-
Zanzibar War of 1896 last?

- Thirty-eight minutes.

It was the shortest
war in history.

Next question.

- Let's see...

Whoa!

- What's that doing
on the ground?

Let's go clean that off.

It could stain
your silicone skin.

- Miss Gaines! Freeze!

- Mr. Manhart! This is
not what it looks like.

- It looks like Miss Gaines
has vandalized school property

and finds it amusing.

This is no time for
games, Miss... Gaines.

Vandalism is punishable
by expulsion.

You're in some serious
trouble, young lady.

- What do you have to say
for yourself, Miss Gaines?

- You can unfreeze now.

The can was on the ground.

Frankie just picked it up
because I tripped over it.

- A likely story.

But, since I've literally
caught you red-handed,

I have no choice
but to turn you in.

- Will this take long?
I really need to study.

- Oh, let's go.

- Dr. Gaines.

Ah, yes.
Hello, Miss Hough.

Frankie did what?

Are you sure?

Expulsion?

Uh... uh...
I understand.

Oh, Frankie...

I hope our time together
isn't coming to an end.

- Would you quit studying
for a minute.

This is really serious.

- I have parallel processing,
so I can multitask.

- You could get expelled
for vandalism.

- They would not do that.
I'm innocent.

- You know that and I know that,
but the school doesn't.

We need to find the guilty
party and clear your name.

- But who is
the guilty party?

- I have my suspect.

Have you ever heard of

the great English computer
scientist Alan Turing?

He invented...
- The Turing Test.

A mechanism used to distinguish
between a person and a machine.

- Exactly.

I think it's time
we give Robbie a little quiz

to determine if he is
a person or a machine.

Thank you for
participating in

the Red Carpet
Club survey, Frankie.

Okay, now leave.

Hi, Robbie!

As a new student
who recently experienced

our Red Carpet Club
welcoming service,

we'd like to get your
feedback on how we did.

- We'd be glad to help.

- When you say "we,"
who are you talking about?

- Who are you
talking about?

I thought we were
saying "we" today

because you
keep saying it.

- Right.

I'm gonna ask you
some questions.

If I said, shall I compare
thee to a summer's day,

what comes to mind?

- I would say
I'm more of a fall.

- Do the parts of your body ever
function in unexpected ways?

- I once found out that
my nose can function

as a coin purse when
I got a penny stuck in it.

- Thank you for
taking our survey.

- You're quite welcome.

Isn't there anything
else you'd like to ask me?

- Such as?

- If I like you back?

Salutations, Andrew.

I hope you enjoyed
the Red Carpet Club survey.

- Huh?

- Did Dayton not ask you to take
the survey for new students?

- Unh-unh.

Sounds to me like Dayton's
looking for an excuse

to get some extra
Robbie time.

- Oh. Ooh.

- Ugh.

- Okay, Frankie,
I am at a loss.

I can't find any
bad disc sectors,

any bad code, nothing.

- Mom, I did not spray paint
those words on the lockers.

I found the can.

- I want to believe you.

But isn't it a little
coincidental

that someone wrote
"robots rule" on the lockers?

- Seemingly.

Dayton Reyes believes
Robbie Turnbull wrote it.

- And why would
he do that?

- It is unknown.

May I return
to my studies?

I have fallen behind my targeted
pace of knowledge input.

- Frankie, do you understand
how serious this is?

If you're found guilty, they
could expel you from school.

- Since I'm innocent,

I am confident
the truth will come out.

May I go study?
Please?

- Fine.

But until I can figure
out exactly what is going on,

you need to stay
in the house.

- I'm grounded?
Like a human?

- Oh, no, it's just...

a precaution, to keep you
and everyone else safe.

- I have excellent news,
Dayton Reyes.

I have been grounded.
- Congratulations?

- I recognize
the negative connotation,

but it feels nice to
participate in a human activity.

- What do you want me to do
with these library books?

Should I put 'em on the table,
or do you wanna eat 'em here?

- I don't eat books.

I simply memorize
their contents.

- I know, Frankie.

It just seems like you're
going through them so fast,

it's like you're
consuming them.

- Unfortunately,
it's not fast enough.

At current pace,
it will be impossible

to achieve my knowledge goal
in time for the competition.

- We can do it, Frankie.
We just have to work harder.

- The competition is now
less than two days away,

and even with my multi-
tasking capabilities,

there are still
too many distractions...

Such as dusting mom's lab.

- Still doing Jenny's chores?
- Let's bring the flashcards.

Dayton Reyes!

- I know, I know,
the flashcards. I'm getting...

- I have an idea.

The last time
I used this,

I was able to process
tasks at double the speed.

If I use it to study, I can
absorb data at double the speed.

- I don't know, Frankie.

You said that battery
made you go a little nuts.

It sounds really
dangerous.

- Do you think
it is a mistake...

just like a human
might make?

- But, Frankie...

- You promised to
help me, Dayton Reyes,

and I need your help.

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