Upload (2020) s02e05 Episode Script

What? What is Hey, hey, hey.
Ingrid, what is that? Hey.
Hey.
Sonia's first taste of chocolate, and she absolutely loves it.
Talk about a stiff upper lip.
She's just go Hello? Oh, God.
Well, I'll go check it out.
Head to the nearest exit! What is happening? Oh, it's just a new, uh, security system.
You know, 'cause of the, uh, Ludd attacks.
- Save yourselves! - Yeah, and, um, you're kind of a-a night owl, huh? Me, too.
Everything's under control.
Force quit, force quit.
- Looks like it.
- Shelter in place! Do not panic! - Shelter in place! - Stop.
Stop it.
- Good night.
- Do not panic! - Uh - Okay, everybody panic! - Everybody panic! - Um, why are you saying to panic? - What? Stop.
- Everybody panic! Why are you so sure you can trust Pastor Rob? Because we have the same enemy.
Who, uploads? They're somebody's grandma.
- All right? - Baby, we need a new system, right? The Ludds have been working on it for a long time.
- We got this.
- Yeah.
You know, Nathan knew what he was doing with Beyond.
Your upload should be run by your family, 'cause who else can you trust? - Ah.
- See, that's a wonderful idea.
Stick Grandma up in the attic by herself.
Nice.
She can use Lakeview.
Like a park or a community center.
I wish more people saw the world like you do.
But I think we both know, Lakeview has to be destroyed, Nora.
No, we both don't know.
You're real bossy for an anarchist.
Snap.
Maybe we need some space tonight.
Okay.
I mean, all right.
Here.
Oh.
No, I thought, I thought you were gonna Oh, that pillow's for me? Yeah.
It's for you to sleep in the hall.
Sweet dreams.
Please, Matteo, come back! Don't be angry.
I knew it.
Ivan, I didn't fuck your mop! It's like I always say, if you're fighting more than you're fucking, cut him loose.
Okay, wait, I-I thought you always say, "This red wine is making me sexy.
" I say lots of things.
Like: don't dump a live dude for a dead ex-boy toy who almost got you killed.
Look, I'm not dumping Matteo, all right? And I'm not getting with Nathan.
Look, we're just friends.
But speaking of who murdered him Oh, no, here she goes.
Lord, give me the patience.
Nathan thinks the Ludds are behind it, but Matteo thinks it could be Horizen.
Do you think Horizen could be capable of murder? No.
Horizen's motto is "Don't Be Evil.
Obviously.
" Unless it's "Don't Be Evil Obviously," like, don't be obvious when you are being evil.
Damn, that's crafty.
What are you doing with that sausage, pal? Are you okay, bud? What was that? The AI guys screaming trigger you or something? You're a little jumpy.
I haven't slept in three days.
I'm being watched.
Oh, boy.
Okay.
Look, dude, there are millions of uploads, okay? They don't have the manpower to watch us all the time.
You're fine.
I've been on point patrol in Iran.
You can feel the eyes.
As soon as I fall asleep, they peek inside my head.
- Angel! - He We're fine.
- We're fine.
- I already told you, I do not know when they are bringing back Cheddar Bog Biscuits.
It's not about that.
Although I do miss them.
Mmm.
Hey! I'm onto you.
- Excuse me? - Oh, ever since the Ludd attack, you've been spying on us nonstop.
And you are stealing my dreams.
Not literally, obviously.
I can literally feel them being pulled out of my head.
You're crazy.
Oh, am I crazy? I'm crazy? Well, if I'm crazy, then you're glue, and what I say sticks on you.
See? He's fine.
- Get your boy.
- I know.
I know.
It's fine, it's fine.
It's fine.
I want to sign up for one of these digital babies.
Okay.
Do you have Mr.
Brown's consent? Consent? I have his motherfucking blessing.
And same with my kind of, sort of mother-in-law.
And your family? My family is less family and more pack of hyenas on a carcass.
With my feelings being the carcass.
I see.
Well, there are different levels of digital baby.
You need to start with an AI simulation.
Okay, is that the highest level? No.
The highest level, which is also the most expensive, is we merge information from both of your brain scans to create a brand-new human identity.
Okay, I want one of those.
Stat.
Well, you can't skip levels, though.
I only skip levels.
Patience, my dear.
Okay, give me one of these real fake babies or I'll scream.
Will you? Oh, shit.
I'm here.
I'm here.
Until now, we've had to follow strict privacy guidelines to protect the upload experience.
The government recently let us relax those standards, after the horrible, devastating not really Ludd attack.
It's okay to clap.
To relaxing the standards.
Ah! What does this mean? For one thing, we are now allowed to screengrab without permission.
Yes! And we have new software that will, in a few days, for the first time, give us searchable access to uploads' thoughts in real time as they think them.
Introducing MindFrisk! Any thoughts of interest that compromise Lakeview security can now be flagged for further investigation.
And the frisking is happening now.
And it's extracting a thought.
Okay, let's see.
A little bigger.
That's better.
A little more.
Perfect.
Just a little more.
Okay.
Four grand? Fuck you.
Our old spot? Hi.
Hi.
Uh, Horizen's about to start listening to uploads' thoughts.
Wait, what? I thought they couldn't do that.
Yeah, they're using that lame Ludd attack as an excuse.
- Lame? - Mm.
That's an interesting thing to say.
How are things with you and, um, Matte-Matteo, is it? - Fine.
- Mm-hmm.
- They're fine.
- Mm-hmm.
We're just keeping the professional stuff separate from the personal.
Of course.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- For sure.
- Look, the point is, Kannerman was here during Family Day.
Not to see Ingrid, though.
Which is why I think he was here meeting someone else.
And if it was the Horizen execs Oh, fuck.
If Horizen has a deal with Kannerman, and he can hear my thoughts I'm scared.
Once they turn on MindFrisk, you'll be flagged.
Well, I don't want to get mysteriously deleted.
When does MindFrisk go online? Soon.
My new boss wrote the program, so I'm gonna sneak into his office after work and I'll check it out.
Okay, I want to go with you.
What about Ingrid? Uh, she said she needed some "me time" to work on our relationship tonight.
By herself? Yeah.
O kay.
Uh, my boss goes home at 8:00 p.
m.
Okay, your 8:00 p.
m.
or my 8:00 p.
m.
? I think they're the same.
What time you got right now? 3:00 p.
m.
? Weird, mine says 3:01.
- Oh, mine says 3:01 now, too.
- Yeah.
- So, our 8:00 p.
m.
- Our 8:00 p.
m.
Are you gonna go, or Uh, yeah, sure.
Sure.
Okay.
I'm not, I'm not even this way, so Okay.
I'm gonna - I'm gonna stay here.
- You go.
Wild, right? MindFrisk.
I love this company.
It's so cutting-edge.
- One of my clients, a real idiot - Uh-huh.
thought that we were somehow taking his dreams.
We haven't started doing that now, have we? Oh, yeah, we have.
And now, with the new law, Horizen can sell upload brain recordings for entertainment.
So, like an action dream, now we can sell it to you're gonna die Hollywood.
And the weirder, edgier stuff we can just post directly online, unedited.
I mean, it is totally amateur, but it's addictively bingeable.
And the best part is that it's all Horizen I.
P.
, so cha-ching.
That's insane.
Oh, which part? Uh, um, that this client is never right about anything.
Oh, well, he's definitely right about this.
Oh, my God.
You're still here? Look, do you want the baby or not? Congrats, Mommy.
Oh Is it a boy? It appears to be, though they'll decide for themselves, of course.
Well good luck.
Oh.
I'm so happy.
Get out of my head! That is a long zipper.
Hey! You need to put Luke to sleep before he crashes or worse.
What's worse? Uploads' memories defrag while they sleep.
If he goes too long, he'll have a system failure.
So you got to sing that hunk a lullaby chop-chop.
Luke, you get on my nerves.
Where are you? There you go.
I don't consent to this.
Whose side are you on? The side that pays my health insurance.
- Now come on.
Nighty night.
- No.
You of all people do not want me to dream more.
This is for your own good.
No.
Oh, my Damn.
Well, that just woke me up! No beddy-bye for me! This is a mother's job, right? To stop this noise? It gets easier as they get older.
And remember, you always have help.
Oh.
Thank you, Grandma.
Ew, stop.
No.
Not me.
Help.
Let one of the angels bring him around noon to say a brief hello.
Oh.
99 cents to give him a nap.
Hmm.
That's cheaper than Valium.
Hallelujah.
Wow, that went by fast.
Kids are a money pit.
Okay.
God.
- Hey.
- Shh.
Hey, I'm in his office.
Sweet.
His computer is locked with a biometric.
Okay, what kind? I saw him lick something.
Okay, gross.
It's his DNA.
Um, look for a dongle.
Okay.
Do you have a black light app? What's that gonna do? Uh, men excrete a lot of DNA, and we're gonna find some of his.
Okay.
Never wanted to find anything I desperately needed less.
Well, it gets worse.
Check the trash for tissues.
Okay, I really hate you right now.
I know.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Don't do that.
Check the back of his chair, like, where it hits his hair.
Thanks for never showering, Craig.
- We're in.
- Okay.
Search the root directory.
MindFrisk is stored in a folder called Virtual Worlds in a subfolder called Mordor.
Ew.
He keeps it in VR? I don't like the sound of that.
Me either.
Okay, what kind of perverted fever dream am I about to step into? Hang on.
Nora, what do you see? I can't believe it.
His VR office is exactly the same as his real one.
Hold up.
Not exactly the same.
What a little shit.
Wait.
I'm in Lakeview.
Aleesha! - Thank you for your service.
- What did you say? Ain't you that Army nurse that's all over DreamHub? Ooh, baby, I'm reporting for sexually active duty.
Now, show me what you got under that Henley shirt.
Luke! Lucy, I'm on motherfucking DreamHub in Luke's dreams, and now people are recognizing me on the street.
I am not trying to be one of those people that can't go out in sweatpants and no eyeliner.
- Luke is dreaming about you? - Yes, crazy, nasty sex dreams.
This is so violating.
- What is that? - Nothing.
Stop searching it.
Relax, skinny.
We'll blur your face out of future dreams if there even are any.
That playa will die from lack of sleep by tomorrow.
Ooh, he is quite the drill sergeant.
- Bye.
- Lu Hey.
Look what I found.
They knew you were working on a free upload.
Anything else about me? No.
Just that you were considering bicep inflation.
Wha What? That is so that's so ridiculous.
Dylan must have got into my Hey, open MindFrisk.
Wow.
That's really cool.
I mean, it's creepy as shit, but from a programming perspective, that's really cool.
Uh, what kind of search terms can you put in? Uh You can search thoughts by word, extreme emotional state, violent language, anti-capitalist language, and listen in on any specific upload.
Mm.
Do me, do me, do me.
Oh.
I am.
- Stop! - Wow.
Wow.
- That's amazing.
- Horrifying.
- Horrifying.
- Horrifying.
- Mm.
- Wow.
Mama.
Mama! Hi.
Look at you.
Here I come.
Okay.
Hi.
Hey, baby.
Hey, look at me.
You want to play peekaboo? Peekaboo! Again! Ready? Peekaboo! - Again! - Again? Okay.
- Peekaboo! - Again! Okay, we'll do we'll do it one more time.
Okay? L-Last time.
Ready? Peekaboo! Again! Why don't we play something else, okay? Come here, come here, come here.
Come here, come here, come here.
Come here.
Ah! Oh, my gosh! Ooh, he's so heavy.
Oh.
How old are you? Wow.
Oh, gee! Okay I think you're kind of cranky.
Sleep function! Mommy! Mommy, Mommy, Mommy! Mommy, Mommy, Mommy! Mommy, Mommy, Mommy! - Oh, my gosh.
- Where's my daddy? Or my other mommy? Um, I sent him away, sweetie.
'Cause I wanted to spend some time alone with you.
So I could get really good at this mom stuff.
Well you're not really good at it.
Wow.
That was rude.
Nap time.
Do you think you can control your thoughts if you practice? Uh I mean, I maybe.
Well, let's switch to audio Okay, wait, wait.
Um before you do that, I'm the type of person that, like, immediately thinks the thing they're not supposed to.
You know, like: Don't think about a pink elephant.
Boom.
So I'll-I'll probably think, like, the weirdest, - worst - Yeah.
Monkey mind, right? - Yeah.
- I get it.
Okay, just avoid thinking about Kannerman or being murdered.
'Cause that's what's gonna get you in trouble.
- Okay.
- Okay? That's not the only thing that'll get me in trouble.
Okay, uh, don't think about Kannerman.
He's just Ingrid's dad.
He likes the Clippers.
What's their record now? Don't think about the most important thing.
My God, look at her.
She's so beautiful.
I still want to kiss her so See? A pink elephant, so, uh That doesn't it doesn't, it doesn't mean anything.
Sure.
Sure.
Uh, yeah.
I'm I-I think we should, uh - Let's disable this thing.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Wait.
Before you do, put my name in the subject field.
I want to see who's thinking about me.
Hmm.
There's the narcissist I know and love like.
Know and like.
Love.
But okay.
Like.
- Huh.
- Choak? Why is Choak thinking about me? I don't know.
I mean, I'm impressed he's awake.
Okay.
He's paying for the highest privacy level, so we can't hear his thoughts.
But I can disable that, though.
Can I trust what this fellow says about Brown? What if he's right? Wouldn't be good for all of us.
Hmm.
Who's he talking to? Where is he? You sure it was him? I didn't see him.
Only heard his voice.
But it'd make sense, right? She saves him, so he saves her back.
Hmm.
What's his angle? - Just nod encouragingly.
- What are they talking about? I just want to see.
I thought this would be worth something to you.
Like, say, an upgrade to Lakeview, so I can settle the score.
I see.
This idiot lets his target escape, and then gets pureed in an elevator and expects to be rewarded for it.
Elevator? Nathan.
Kmart Villascape is shit.
That's where you put me after everything I've done for you? We didn't expect to have to upload you.
Frankly, I'd say you were lucky I looked after you at all.
Simon, Julius.
Show my visitor out, please.
Hold on.
What an asshole.
Nathan Brown isn't a threat.
He has no memories left to tie me to anything.
Oh, my God, it was Choak.
He's the one backing Kannerman.
He's the one who had me killed.
- But why? - I don't know.
God, he's my neighbor.
He's been laughing at me this entire time.
People shouldn't underestimate me.
I need to go to memory parlor.
- I need to enhance everything.
- Nathan, I know you're angry, - and you should be, 'cause this is crazy.
- I think a snack is in order.
- Maybe something cheesy.
Maybe something - Shut the fuck up, Choak.
I think we should consider pulling your memories that we restored to protect you.
You can't think about something that's not there.
Go back the way I was? I could hold them for you to keep them safe.
No, I can't.
I It's not that I don't trust you.
Okay? I do.
I think you're the only person I do trust.
But I can't go back, okay? I-I need to be this version of me.
You know, I-I won't go back to being that selfish piece of shit.
Okay.
So we need to stop MindFrisk before it starts.
I spent years taking bugs out of code.
It'll be fun to put some in.
We can't just disable it, though.
It's not enough.
What? I have an idea.
Something Robin Hood would do.
I love Robin Hood.
I know.
Let me in! Piss off, Mommy! Sleep function! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! How many sex dreams have you had about me? Oh, yeah, right.
You wish.
Like, one.
Half of one.
Barely a full dream.
They're all over DreamHub.
What? Let me see.
That could have been dreamt by a lot of people.
Luke, do I seem like a stupid person? Just because you're a stupid person doesn't mean I'm a stupid person.
So what if I dream about you? I see you every day.
Who else am I gonna dream about? Oh, what? What, is that harassment? Huh? You gonna kick me off the system? No.
But maybe you can make my life a little easier for once and get in the bed so I can put you to sleep.
So you can put me to sleep, or so you can see how the dream ends? Why don't we get in the bed together, see where it goes? Seriously? Mm-hmm.
If you're gonna dream about me and people are gonna see it, let's make it good.
So, we're Gotcha.
Salty.
Creamy.
Hot and cheesy.
Get 'em while they're hot.
Shit! Mama? Mama? Mama? No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Rewind.
Rewind, please.
Why is there no rewind function? I'll pay extra Come on.
It's all right, Mother.
You paid for my whole life, and I thank you.
- No.
- Mother, may I ask you for something? That's free.
Anything.
Could you give me a name? No, uh Noah.
I love it.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Slow down.
Zoom in.
Oh, my God.
Enhance audio.
Shit.
Come on.
Fuck.
That kid might have seen me.
Oh, I don't think so.
Don't risk it.
Get rid of him.
Call Nora.
God, I really don't want to say this on the phone.
I wanted so badly to say it back to you that day, Nora.
I love you, too.
You're smart.
You're funny.
You're beautiful.
You you always see the best in people.
I didn't deserve someone like that.
I still don't.
Okay.
Ugh.
Another $10 million for pre-K education programs down the drain.
Why's that tart staring at me? And that one.
The impudence of these peasants here.
Look at these wretched fools.
Stop it! What in God's green earth Munthers! Munthers! Get me Craig Munthers! Munthers! It's his fault.
How dare he! Where's the little fucker? I'll kill him! Somebody get me Craig Munthers.