Humans (2015) s01e02 Episode Script

1 Mommy? Hi.
Morning, potato.
Did you-- did you have an accident last night? No, Mommy, I haven't done that in ages.
I know.
I know.
It's just you changed pajamas, darling.
The other ones are wet.
I didn't change them.
Okay.
Never mind.
Time to get up.
I'll go and do your lunchbox.
Can you cut off the crusts, like Anita does? Sure.
Put something on it, for pity's sake.
Sorry, sir.
Ahem.
- What is he? - He's the Mona Lisa.
He's penicillin.
He's the atom bomb.
What have you found? Yeah, well, this memory fragment's an old one.
It's been reviewed internally thousands of times like it's been remembered.
Must be important.
Stop it right there, Fiona, will you? Could you use some extra help around the house? Introducing the world's first family android.
This mechanical maid is capable of serving more than just breakfast in bed.
What could you accomplish if you had someone, something like this? These machines will bring us closer together.
- So what happened? - He was punched a couple of times, right? - Like that.
- Yeah-- - And then he breaks it into a-- like that.
- Ah! So they say if you keep pushing, then the arm falls off.
Yeah, it hurts, that's why.
- Are you finished? - Mm-hmm.
- Yeah? Done? - Yep.
Go away, haystacks.
Both gonna be late now.
See you later.
- See you later.
- See you, Mom.
Anita, I don't suppose you could do my job for me, too? I'm sorry, Joe.
I'm afraid I don't understand the question.
Never mind.
Anita's made us chicken chasseur for tonight.
Oh.
What are you doing? Just standing around being a shit mother.
Oh, Maxie.
Let's go see Silas Capek.
Hang on, I'll give you a hand.
No, no, no.
You sleep.
No, it's fine.
- Watch your elbow.
Watch your elbow.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
- That's it.
- Thank you.
- Yeah? You good? Okay.
- Yeah, yeah, you can-- yeah.
Okay, ready to land.
Yeah, I'm down.
Oh.
- Busy day? - Late shift.
Not getting picked up till 1:00.
You? Last hydrotherapy at 11:00.
I could take you if you want.
Wear my Speedos.
What an offer.
No, it's okay.
Simon will do it.
You sure? I don't mind.
He just knows what I need.
Yeah.
- Oh.
- Oh.
Oof - Mother-- - Christ, you all right? Oh, God.
I'm stuck on the loo with my knickers round my ankles, you're on the floor with a concussion.
It's not even 9:00 yet.
There's no bog roll left, either.
Simon.
Jesus! Sorry, Laura.
I didn't mean to startle you.
Why do you creep around like that? By default, I attempt to be as unobtrusive as possible to promote a relaxing home environment.
- Is there anything I can do for you? - No, no.
I'm working from home today.
Why have you washed your shoes? They became soiled from walking outside this morning, Laura.
Did you Never mind.
But I'm watching you.
I'm watching you, too, Laura.
You're right in front of me.
Leo, what if we weren't meant to be a family? - What are you talking about? - Maybe we're not supposed to be together.
No, there's no such thing as fate.
Nothing's decided.
Not for you, maybe.
But we were made.
Our father designed me to be a certain way.
I can't escape that.
Everything that ever happened to me made me what I am now.
I can't escape it either.
But he's dead, Max.
And when I look at you, I don't see a design.
I see my brother.
All right? Come on.
Now, this guy's a head cracker, a good one.
If he realizes what you are If I tell you to run, run.
Promise me, Max, whatever happens.
Good.
All right? I'm looking for Silas.
I need a mod for this one.
Salim Sadik sent me.
Oi, boss.
Friends of Sadik's.
How do you know Salim? Do you remember when you and him got busted fencing those stolen EXULs, what, like, three years ago? I was the one that paid his bail.
We used to junk.
I owed him one.
The mod can wait.
I'm actually looking for something for Salim.
Don't know why he wants it.
Have you seen her? - What? - Oh, we remember that one.
- You worked on her.
- He owes me money.
Yeah, yeah, he mentioned that.
- He mention it was 15 grand? - No, he didn't.
It was just in passing.
This one would pay off a chunk.
- No.
- Oh.
Then maybe you can give Salim something from me.
Something nice, I hope.
Eh? Stay back! Tell me what you did with the Synth and I'm gone.
Come on, you'll never see me again.
Some junkers brought her in a few weeks ago.
They picked three strays up from somewhere.
They powered her up to have a bit of fun.
Turns out she was a corrupted mod.
Gone in the head.
Fighting, kicking, weird.
And what did you do? Huh? I sorted her out so they could sell her on.
Gave her a new personality.
Full system wipe.
Good as gone! You and me just fell out.
- What the hell are you? - Run! Ah, you Odi, hide.
No.
In the shed.
Dr.
Millican.
I said I'd be back.
I need to check on that D series.
Well, I recycled him.
Just as well I brought this one along, then, isn't it? Shall we get on with the forms? Wait! What are you doing? The particulate saturation in this room exceeds safe limits for men over the age of 60.
It must be cleaned and aired.
Maybe, but you don't do anything without asking first.
- Is that clear? - I'm here to take care of you, George.
You're here to do as you're damn well told.
- And it's Dr.
Millican.
- Yes, Dr.
Millican.
There is mold on the skirting board.
Mycotoxins in mold spores may cause your asthmatic bronchitis to recur.
How do you know that? The health service contract you have agreed to allows me to access your medical records.
- Shooting pains.
- You must sit down.
I will perform a full examination.
Try to relax.
It's better.
It's better.
- You are prohibited from this action.
- Get it inside - before anyone sees us.
- I am the registered property of the school board.
- Come on, Harun, turn it off.
- I'm trying.
Come on.
- All right, good.
- Oh, my God, did it see us? Okay, let's connect it up.
How do you know how to do this stuff anyway? 'Cause I'm a genius.
And I'm following instructions on a hacker forum.
Here goes.
Okay, let's make it punch itself in the face.
The crapness of your imagination makes me want to cry.
If this works, we'll be added as hidden secondary users.
We'll get to tell it what to do? Oh, my God.
You're like this, um, sexy terrorist.
Is that a joke? Yeah.
Yeah.
- Obviously.
- Moment of truth.
If I've done this wrong, I've just bricked 20 grand's worth of school equipment.
- Illegal programming modification in progress.
- Oh, shit.
It didn't work.
- The school board has been notified.
- This really isn't good.
Go, go, go.
Come on, come on.
Illegal programming modification in progress.
The school board has been notified.
The school board has been notified.
- Ow.
- Careful! Don't shout at him.
It has to hurt a bit.
Peter, Jill said you may not be able to have dinner.
I made you sandwiches to take to work.
They're by the door.
Get in the car, sweetheart.
Ready for another hard night at the coalface? Domestic on the Warren estate.
Divorcing couple are having a public fistfight over who gets the family dolly.
Peter.
- You forgot these.
- That's not-- What a beefcake.
Just drive! Peter? Your sandwiches.
- Laura Hawkins.
- Mrs.
Hawkins, it's Mrs.
Evans here, - Matilda's head of year.
- What has she done? What upsets me most is how brilliant your grades have always been.
The careers advisor said she'd make a brilliant research assistant or trainee sonographer.
You didn't tell me you had seen a careers advisor.
It was just a dolly.
Do you have a problem with synthetics? Why would I have a problem with a thing that's making my existence pointless? I told you, I didn't touch him.
We both know there's no one in this school who would even know where to begin.
Modifying synthetics is not only illegal, it's also dangerous.
If I find you were responsible, exclusion will be on the table.
All right, I've heard your allegation and your threat, but I haven't heard any proof.
My daughter has said she didn't do it, so until you come up with some evidence to the contrary, that's how we'll proceed.
Mattie.
- I have double English down there.
- Meet me in town at 4:30.
- We're going shopping.
- That's a creative punishment.
Yeah, well, I might even buy you some shoes.
I'm not pissing about.
It's all so pointless.
The Synths could hit a hole in one every time, and all they do is carry the bags.
It's like, I don't know, using a Ferrari as a golf cart.
You know why I like smoking weed with you? I feel it thicks you down a bit, you know? Well, not to my level, obviously, but a bit closer.
I should go.
You're actually going to meet her? I wish Mom could just be honest with me, you know? Instead of treating me like a problem she has to solve.
Well, my problem's simpler than that.
My dad hates me.
One bowl of low-sodium bean broth.
You need to run a self-diagnostic, old girl.
I said a toasted cheese.
This meal is in keeping with your current dietary requirements.
Yes, I'd like-- I'd like to return my Synth.
What is the nature of the fault, sir? Well, there's no fault as such.
It's just that she'd be better suited guarding a chain gang on a Siberian gulag.
Unless there is a fault, sir, there are no grounds for replacing or returning your assigned care unit.
Could you say that again? I had a stroke and I forget things and I'm a widower.
Unless there is a fault, sir, there are no grounds - for replacing or returning your assigned care unit.
- Oh, my Christ, you are-- you're one of them.
Yes, sir.
If you'd like to speak to a human manager-- Seriously, what are we doing here? - I'm assuming you did it.
- Yeah.
- Why? - To see if I could.
Just don't do anything to Anita.
The others think the sun shines out of her plastic ass.
What do you make of her? Do you think she's normal? Not she, it.
I'll tell you what isn't normal about it.
I remember you saying we'd never get one.
It'd mess with our heads, make us lazy, blah, blah, blah.
But then suddenly Dad goes out and gets one and you're okay with it.
Oh, Mattie, come on.
Whatever.
Is it me or are we here every other day? Well, the Synths steal their jobs, they steal the Synths.
Makes sense to me.
DI Voss.
How many appliances? Okay.
Come on.
Silas Capek's back in business.
Can't believe they let him out.
Yeah, over there.
Okay, switch her on.
Hello, shithead.
Is it really that nice in prison? I assume you've got documentation for all these units.
They're not mine.
I found them.
And I suppose none of them have been illegally modified for purposes that contravene the Synthetic Registration Act? Who knows? But I've seen some proper freaky ones recently.
It's a funny old game, isn't it? - Oi! - Pete! Pete, stop! Help! Help! Uh, get them to the station, will you? Report that, you'll do twice as long.
Hey, you want out, apply for a transfer.
What's the matter with you? We're losing ourselves, K.
These, they're turning everything to shit - and no one else can see it.
- Oh, really? Because all the bad things that have ever happened to me were done by other people.
And this is a bit rich coming from the man who owns one.
I don't own it.
The insurance company sent it after Jill's accident.
Stays a few week, gets her back on her feet.
Okay.
Come on, I'll drive you home.
Leo.
Leo.
- Hmm? - Wake up.
We have to get our family back, Maxie.
Niska's waiting for us.
Let's take care of you first.
Number seven, disinfect.
Number seven, next in six minutes.
So why don't-- why don't you do that tomorrow? I'll show you.
When was the last time you put that on? Well, instead, why don't we clear this and save some time, yeah? Why don't we get the other wheel back on? Yeah, that's what I'm saying.
You do that.
No, I'm not doing that.
This is your bike.
Dad, you need the exercise.
You need to do You-- you-- you heard him, Maxie.
They did something to her head.
I know.
Save your energy.
They found us.
You need to get us out of here now.
- What about our stuff? - Max.
- You need to-- - Max! We need to go! Um, oh, let me do that.
- It's fine.
- Of course, Toby.
Anita, what are you doing? I'm doing the ironing, Laura.
What's that? What do you-- oh, God! Oh, my God! Tegenaria domestica.
A house spider.
I found it on the wall as I was preparing to iron.
Did you know? I'm sorry, Laura.
I don't understand the question.
Did you know I don't like spiders? Did you do that on purpose? - Laura, how could she possibly know? - I'm sorry, Laura.
I won't forget that you don't like spiders in the future.
- Shall I finish the ironing? - Yes, please.
- Laura, what's going on? - Oh, I don't trust it, okay? You brought it into the house and we don't know anything about it.
It's a machine.
She's watching me.
Okay, now you just sound-- what the hell is going on with you? - Please stick out your tongue.
- You're kidding.
Any noncompliance or variation in your medication intake must be reported to your GP.
Ah.
You're not a carer.
You're a jailer.
Elster would be sick to his stomach if he'd seen what you've become.
I'm fine, okay? Now get lost.
Tugboat.
That's good.
Store that.
That's your new name.
Any new designation or diminutive not on the preapproved list must be cleared with your local health authority in their capacity as this unit's primary user.
You should sleep now, Dr.
Millican.
Your pulse is slightly elevated.
Slightly? Your GP will be notified of any refusal to follow recommendations made in your best interests.
There are bits of you that have hardly changed since my original designs.
I-- I helped create you.
Perhaps I can perform a soothing action.
Stroke your head or play some relaxing forest sounds.
Um, maybe the Land of Nod is calling.
Good night, Vera.
Do you think we love our children because we choose to? Or because we have to? Are we hardwired to love them because that's what nature needs to keep it all going? Blimey! Where's that coming from? I've just been thinking.
Not everyone loves their kids.
I think we choose.
You know, whatever's going on with you, it's got nothing to do with Anita.
Stop trying to make it about her.
She doesn't give you the creeps? Did something happen in Leeds? Excuse me, Laura.
You left your mobile phone downstairs.
God.
Ow.
Ow! What are you doing, you ninny? You're supposed to be hiding.
If someone sees you out here The bulb is reaching the end of its useful life.
Aren't we all? Now listen.
Put yourself into energy-saving mode.
Not yet.
First of all, sit down.
Now put this cloth over your head.
Is it a game, George? Yeah, it's a kind of game, Odi.
Dr.
Millican.
Energy-saving mode, now.
What are you doing, Dr.
Millican? Oh.
Minding my own business.
This is an improper environment at this hour.
- You've injured your knee.
- It's all right.
I must ask you to return to the house.
I don't take orders from you.
What are you-- How dare you? You can't touch me.
I didn't give you permission.
This isn't right.
- Hello, Toby.
- Shit! Are you having trouble sleeping? Shh.
Just-- just be quiet, please.
I just needed water.
Sorry.
I thought you were, like, hibernating or-- I put myself in an energy-saving mode during charging.
Are you sure there's nothing I can do for you? N-no.
Thanks.
You just shut your eyes again, yeah? Just pretend I'm not here.
Inappropriate physical contact between myself and secondary users must be reported to a primary user.
You're gonna tell my parents? My safety will be, like, massively at risk if you do.
I cannot withhold information from my primary user, Toby.
Oh, God However, in this instance, no inappropriate physical contact was made, so no information is deemed.
There's nothing to tell your parents.
Thanks.
I'm really-- really sorry, Anita.
Why'd they have to make you so fit? Seven, you're up.
Hi, handsome.
I've been waiting for you all-- Please, um, there's no need to bother with all that malarkey.
It's not the Ritz, is it? I don't really know what I was expecting.
What would you like me to do? Well, we could start by sitting down.
Do they-- do they ever let you out of this room? My God, you're beautiful.
I can initiate sexual contact if you would prefer, but you must confirm.
All right.
I suppose.
Yes.
Perhaps you'd like to talk.
No.
No.
What I'd like-- - It's not, um-- - It's all right.
You can tell me.
I want you to act scared.
Like I'm you know.
And I want-- I want you to be young, too.
Yeah.
No.
No? What do you mean no? No, I won't do that.
You'll do whatever I tell you to.
I paid £100 up front.
For the next hour, you belong to me.
I don't belong to anyone.
Hey, sexy.
Come here.
Bloody hell.
Don't you move.
Who's been mucking about in your head, then, eh? Everything your men do to us, they want to do to you.
No.
Seriously-- seriously, I'm docking your allowance if you can't go quicker than that.
- Wait - Come on! Hello.
Why don't you share? We're not having much luck pinning down any other memories.
They're all just stored chaotically.
The others will go to ground when they realize we have him, so we need to work fast.
Perhaps it's time we try something else.
Like what? Talking to him.
Leo.
Le-- Come on.
Hello in there.
Are you-- are you done in there? Hello, public toilet.
Can you hurry up, please? There we go.
Where's Joe? He and Toby left for a bike ride 23 minutes ago.
Would you like something? Juice? Coffee? Morning.
You're right about it.
It's not normal.
How do you mean? When Synths meet each other, they share data wirelessly, updating each other on useful stuff.
You know, when you see them staring at each other all weird and silent.
Well, Anita doesn't do that.
Why don't you share data with other Synths? I'm sorry, Laura.
I'm afraid I don't understand the question.
Did you take Sophie outside the night before last? Her pajamas were wet.
They had been changed.
No, Laura.
Are you lying to me? I cannot lie.
How can you be so sure? I'm programmed not to lie.
I cannot contravene my programming.
- But - Therefore I cannot lie.
you can go wrong, you can break.
Yes, Laura, but I can detect no current system faults.
So you don't know anything about Sophie being outside? Did you hear what I said? There was water.
What do you mean there was water? It rained that night.
Perhaps Sophie went outside.
I know she went outside.
That's what I'm saying.
I will always keep Sophie safe.
What's that supposed to mean? Would you like me to finish clearing up now, Laura? Oh, come on, come on, come on.
Hello, hello.
Is there someone I can speak to? About the behavior of my Synth.
Um, I recently acquired-- Mommy! Mom! Is it possible for them to have accidents? Mom! Sophie? Are you all right? There's a wolf under my bed.
I think you had a nightmare, that's all.
- Don't be frightened.
- Cuddle.
I'm sorry, Sophie, I'm not allowed to touch you without your mommy or daddy saying it's all right first.
Cuddle! It was eating me.
For as long as I'm with you, no harm will ever come to you.
Anita.
Mats, have you seen Anita? Anita, get away from her! Go and get in the car right now.
- Where are you going? - I'm sorry, Sophie.
Anita has to go away.
Say good-bye, please.
- No! Why? - She's broken.
No, she isn't.
She's my friend.
Soph, please, darling.
Say good-bye.
Sophie, if your mommy says I'm broken, then I must be.
Your mommy wouldn't lie.
And if I'm broken, I can't look after you properly, can I? Good-bye.
Bye, Mattie.
I'll look after her.
Thanks.
Hey, shh, shh.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Hey, you still got the most badass big sister in the world.
- Would you like me to drive, Laura? - No.
May I ask where you're taking me? Back.