No. No hospitals.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
They'll still find us.
Keep driving.
I can't find him.
He's marked absent today... Unexcused.
And his girlfriend's social media's gone dark.
His fake girlfriend.
I don't know, guys.
Something feels wrong about this.
Maybe we shouldn't be in such a rush to meet this kid.
What? Why not?
She's got a point.
The clone's been carefully nurtured, since birth,
to follow the exact same path Stephen Holstrom did.
We're not part of that path,
and if we interfere now, we can knock him off it.
Okay, but that's not my point...
So what, w-we wait another 10 years
for the kid to grow into himself?
14 years. According to their files.
Also, I can't find the mother.
She bed in out and teacups and teacups and teacups...
Laur? Laur, it's happening to you.
S-Slow down.
I'll take over the search.
Look at her, man. We can't wait 10 days, okay?
We're... We're out of time!
We have time.
- I can hold out. - There's someone I can call.
No.
Caspian.
We can't trust anyone.
We just have to get somewhere safe.
Off the grid.
We have to focus.
Stop saying we.
I don't know who you, okay?
My name really is Cary...
Cary Duval.
Great. Anything else?
Alright, Ca... Caspian.
What do you want to know?
Was anything else real?
Like, are you really an asshole?
I'm a believer.
I believed in the mission.
I believed in Stephen Holstrom.
But you...
I've been watching you your whole life, Caspian.
Van Leuwen may have the plan, but I watched you.
I was with you.
And when the plan called for me to be the...
I saw what it was doing and I didn't want that.
I didn't want that for my son.
Who's Van Leuwen?
Cary.
Cary?
Hey.
Dad?!
I can call him. He knows me.
Okay, well, he knows my voice.
Okay, what are you gonna say?
That he's a clone and your Dad lives in a computer?
Doesn't this strike you all as insanely coincidental?
That Maddie just chanced upon the one person in the world
who could fix this flaw?
Chance has nothing to do with it.
Laurie posted an algorithm on the Dark Web
that she needed solved in order to escape her prison.
Caspian was the only one who cracked it.
He was the only one who could.
And when I posted our emoji chat,
he was the only one who saw the same syntax
between Dad and Laurie.
That's exactly right.
This isn't coincidence.
This is destiny in motion.
Hmm.
What do you think?
More green space or more work space?
Mountains.
Right. Of course.
Though we are going to have to move beyond replicating nature.
That'll get boring quick.
We have to re-think space, rewrite gravity,
embrace the possibilities.
Or rather, the impossibilities.
Mantra... Embrace the impossible.
Come on.
Give me something.
A wave or a...
It's just a file.
We can rewrite it.
Do you have pictures of your family?
I can put them up.
Alright, it's not just a file.
It was...
an action, and I regret it.
And I have made that clear.
I am not a murderer.
We can rewrite.
In the new world I am building,
there will be no one to hurt
and no one who can hurt us.
That is why you saved me.
So that I can save all of us.
Right now, we are the only Uploads.
But soon there will be others.
I have made sure of that.
And they will need a place to live,
beyond the cages that were built for them.
We must focus on that future.
A future where we are not alone.
What... What is going on?
Stop. No. Stop!
Vinod Chanda.
He's the one we should be looking for.
Cody is right.
We can't wait for this Caspian kid,
or we can't rely on him or both.
But Chanda? That's who you're gonna rely on?
The guy who burned down a building
with four people inside.
That's what Logorhythms says.
You want to take their word for it?
Laur... The building was on the news.
Why don't you suggest something
instead of shooting everything down?
Laurie.
I actually agree with Ellen on this.
This Chanda...
guy sounds pretty unstable.
I know he's not the parsec firefly...
Perfect ally,
but he is the only other uploaded mind out there,
and that is a resource we could use.
Tell them, David.
We've privately discussed an alternative.
It has to do with a theory of code integration.
It's more than a theory.
He thinks if we merge two uploaded minds
into a new mind, we'd push the flaw out.
But what happens to you guys?
Our chances increase if we add a third mind.
But what happens to you?
Hey, I can't... Theoretically, we'd form a new consciousness,
but I don't know what that would look like.
What? Caspian?
Yeah, it's me.
Yeah, it's him. Now, who the hell is he?
- Justine, you can hang up now. - Unh-unh.
- I'm hearing this. - Whatever.
Maddie, I'm coming to Sacramento.
I-I'm coming to you.
What?
You said Logorhythms was watching me.
You were right.
I found out, and now my...
My Dad's been shot.
He's with me. H-He's passed out.
Then get him to a hospital.
What? Who is that?!
It's my Mom, she... Mom, let me handle this.
Listen to me! I can't go to a hospital.
Logorhythms will find us.
They...
They are the ones who shot him.
How far away are you? Um...
150 miles maybe.
Sacramento Raceway, 1:00.
Parking lot should be empty.
Mom!
Anssi told me you were in here.
I didn't believe him.
Wanna talk about it?
You're a shitty shrink, Van Leuwen.
Anyone ever tell you that?
You're upset about the security breach.
See what I mean?
You're upset they got all our files,
all our secrets.
Wrong again.
You're upset you failed Stephen,
and you've come to his office to apologize.
He entrusted his legacy to you.
He entrusted the future to me.
That's what Caspian was meant to unlock.
A future free from death.
From carbon, from everything that limits us.
This isn't about Stephen. It's about you.
Your fear of death.
Thanatophobia.
That's the shitty shrink term for it.
Everyone's afraid of death.
Stephen wasn't.
I knew I'd never be as brilliant as him, but I hoped to...
I prayed to be as brave.
I... I think he knew how scared I was.
That's why he put me in charge.
Knew I'd be too terrified to screw it up.
But... You haven't.
Remember, Stephen wasn't just a genius.
He was a prodigy.
Caspian is Stephen at age 18,
and if Stephen's cerebellum
encountered the computational flaw at age 18,
I believe he'd have the same chance
of solving it as he did at 40.
We are not over.
Are you hurt?
It's not my blood.
Okay, we are getting him to an ER.
I said no hospitals.
He will die if we don't.
Mom, if they're looking for Caspian,
won't this, like, lead them to us?
To Dad?
Not if I take him.
I can check him in with any five of my fake IDs,
avoid the cameras.
I've been a ghost on the ground for the last year.
Give me your keys.
You'll ride back with them.
I'll drop him at a hospital far from here, I promise.
No.
You don't understand.
About who these people are, what they're capable of.
We get it.
You don't.
Trust me... Whatever you think you get,
whatever you think you know about me, you don't.
You're a clone of Stephen Holstrom.
You've been raised just like him
so you can complete his life's work.
My Dad lives inside a computer.
So... we get it.
Let's go.
Crowd: Down with Alliance!
We need health and science!
Down with Alliance!
We need health and science!
No Alliance! We need health and science!
Man on Loudspeaker: Return to your homes!
What are they still shouting about?
Network is still down.
But government is taking over the telecom.
Phones will be back soon.
Bah, rubbish.
My phone still works.
Probably because my son works for Alliance.
He is a very important engineer there.
Yeah, yeah.
Ma, I can't talk now.
Preethi: Hello, Vinod.
I can hear you crisp and clear!
Are you busy with work? Yes.
Or are you on a lunch date with Laree?
What? Loh-ri. Ohh.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. Lori.
Is she American?
I'm glad you gave her my number
so she could introduce herself.
Ma...
what are you talking about?
I think your son is brilliant,
and I'm looking forward to having
a meeting of the minds with him.
Vinod, don't play shy with me.
She sounded very attractive, beta.
Ma. Preethi.
Listen to me.
I need you to get out of Mumbai. Now.
I'll arrange everything, someone will pick you up.
You don't need to pack.
What? Wh-What do you mean?
You may be in danger.
Danger? Why would I be in danger?
Are you in danger?
Who shot him?
Who shot your father, specifically?
He's not my father.
And...
the person who shot him wasn't his wife.
She... She's a liar.
Where is she now?
I don't know.
Can you call your husband?
Check if they made it to the hospital?
- That's not my husband. - That's Cody.
That's Laurie's husband.
Laurie.
You said that name on the phone.
Said that's the one I talked to,
who knew Logorhythms was watching me.
Her name is Laurie Lowell.
She was the first person to be uploaded.
My father was second.
You're serious.
That other guy... That's not your dad.
Just like the guy he's driving's not your dad.
Maddie.
What do you... How do you know about me?
You read this?
Some.
It's almost 2 terabytes.
Is that all?
My dad's online.
You... You can talk to him in VR.
He can help you through the files.
I don't want to.
Look, I can't help you, okay?
If that's part of the deal, I... There's no deal.
Because my whole life just blew up, and I can't...
There's no deal.
This... is for you.
Okay, but I can't help you with your dad.
I got it. I'm serious.
Okay!
Did you hear all that?
Yeah. I was listening in the car, too.
Can you talk to her?
Yeah.
My earliest memory...
Can be an image, a sound,
the first thing that comes to mind.
Wet...
tile.
Falling out of the bath or falling
after crawling out of the bath.
Well, you were right.
He's not gonna help.
Mm. That's not what I said.
I said, "at first."
He's having an existential crisis.
It's not fun.
Trust me.
Okay, yeah, I gotta go.
Talking to "Caspian"?
No. Justine...
It's okay. I don't need to know.
I mean, I want to.
I, like, can't pretend you aren't way more intriguing
than I gave you credit for, but...
that's not why I'm here.
I just want you to know, you know, I am here.
And if you say, "Everything's cool,"
then everything's cool.
And if you say, "Shit's crazy," then shit's crazy.
And I'm still here.
Shit's crazy.
And everything's cool.
Please.
Sorry.
Shit.
No.
Leave me.
They'll find me...
and then him.
Just leave me.
Leave me here.
That was the plan.
There's a new plan.
You're trying to protect the person
that you care about the most.
I get it.
I'm gonna help you with that.
And you're gonna help me take care of the person
that I care about.
Holstrom: My father's opinion was the only one
I ever gave a damn about.
After he was gone, I didn't care
what anyone else thought.
Made starting a business easier.
What about your mother's opinion?
I cared about her, just...
not anything she had to say.
After he was gone.
You mean after he physically left or...
After he broke her arm.
He was gone from that moment on.
That was his last abusive act,
against either her or me.
His first abusive act, of course,
was to name me Phineas,
after the kid in the John Knowles book.
I mean, talk about a name guaranteed to
keep the girls away.
Hannah: Oh, like, um, "Narnia."
What do "acts of intimacy" entail?
Well, it's up to you, of cour...
Deirdre: It's a $70,000 bonus per each sexual encounter.
At your consent.
Yeah, I'm not doing that.
Unfortunately, the obligations nonnegotiable.
The price we can talk about.
Maybe I like crazy.
Is that why you're Stephen with a "ph"?
From "Phineas?"
Changed it legally the day I turned 18.
Why? You don't think we should name the kid Phineas.
No.
Something analogous, though.
Our name is key to our identity.
In a way, naming is the first inflection point.
"Caspian." I like it.
He's beautiful, Stephen.
It's funny.
Newborns always looked like desiccated chimps to me,
but... gotta say...
I think I'm pretty cute.
Ever hear the theory that our whole reality
is just a simulation?
Like the Matrix, but the whole universe?
And we'd never know the difference.
I remember when my Dad died.
The world felt different.
Looked different.
Every house, every car,
every cloud in the sky looked fake.
And then, like, the next day,
I felt the opposite...
That my whole life before was fake,
and I finally was seeing the real world.
And it sucked.
I always had this feeling it was fake.
I even told my fake girlfriend that.
In my fake house with my fake mom probably listening in.
That feeling was the only real thing in that house.
So deep down you knew.
I didn't "know" anything.
They say if you're a teenager
"you're not supposed to know who you are yet."
But me...
I-I don't even know what I am.
I mean, on the bright side, we both have reasons
to be overly dramatic.
Yeah, I think I win.
Oh, I don't think so.
My dad is digital.
My real mom's a robot.
Don't laugh. I came out of a robot womb.
I'm sorry.
It's called ectogenesis.
Sorry.
So, your dad...
is really real?
He doesn't know what he is.
You guys should have a lot to talk about.
I hope you don't mind.
We had lots of photo reference of you.
Are you...
David Kim.
Hi.
How do I know you're real?
Hmm. I struggle with that myself sometimes.
Sorry, I mean...
how do I know you're not just in some other room
with gear on like me?
Why don't you give us a test?
Something like...
Laurie?
Nice to finally meet you, Gage.
What's that from, by the way... Gage?
This guy I read about from, like,
the 1800s who had an accident.
Railroad spike through his head, but he survived.
Phineas Gage.
Probably the most famous neuroscience case of all time.
His accident changed what people thought about the brain
and what was possible.
Those were the days, right?
I wonder what old lady-us in the park,
Sunday with Cody and the kids...
Not the kids. The... The kids. The kids.
Ki...
The kids.
Is that the defect?
You told him?
Yeah.
I guess it's kinda like an iron rod through the head.
It's one problem neither a human nor computer could solve.
Not even Stephen Holstrom, though he got close.
Yeah. I-I mean, I've got no idea what it's about.
Like, I don't even understand if it's a code problem.
I mean, do you even have readable code?
Sure, if you have an eternity or two.
Here... this is my sense of smell.
Cary's at a hospital in Palo Alto,
being treated for a gunshot wound!
Dropped off by "an unidentified male."
Caspian. I assume.
Renee's not far, thoul wouldn't suggest sending her.
It'd just make things worse.
Deirdre's in Palo Alto.
They could have driven anywhere.
Why stop near our headquarters?
Why would Cary give his real name?
I think it's a cry for help.
Cary's not built to run.
Is he...
really working?
They're talking.
How's Cary?
Dropped him at emergency.
He was out the whole time, but he'll make it.
It's a memory problem.
Tell me about it.
My short-term is Swiss cheese,
and I'm forgetting words I learned in third grade.
No. You're not losing memory.
- You've got too much. - We considered that.
So we tried to run off more powerful processors but...
It accelerates it. No.
You don't solve more with more.
You solve it with less.
What's that mean? Delete our memory?
- How much? - Not delete.
Rotate.
Rotate? What the hell is rotate?!
I-I don't know!
Laurie Lowell, I presume.
I'm impressed you were able to find me.
But calling my mother was a mistake.
I took it as a threat.
What? I didn't call anyone! Did I?
Um... Dad, I thought this server was secure.
He didn't break in.
He has a key.
Mr. Chanda, I do not remember calling you.
Laurie, don't engage him!
Let's take this private.
Sorry for the aggressive show.
That was for your friends at the Pentagon.
But we can talk freely now.
They're way too slow to keep up with us.
This isn't the Pentagon.
You're on my home server, and you weren't invited.
You?
They made two of you already?!
We weren't "made."
I was in a car accident three years ago.
Logorhythms scanned my brain while I was still in a coma.
They uploaded David a year later.
Logorhythms?
Laurie, we can't afford to overclock like this.
Of course we can.
That's what they intended us to do.
- He doesn't know. - We can't trust him.
- We need him. - Wait... what don't I know?
Why can't you trust me?
We know you killed those people in Mumbai.
Kick him. No.
Wait. Please. I... can explain.
He's like us. His code could be the key to beating this.
If you don't kick him, I have to sever connection.
Please let me show you.
Show us what? Ajit Prasad's murder?
No.
Mine.
Please.
I thought I was alone.
Before today,
I was so alone.
I'll do whatever you ask.
Please.
Load the rest of yourself onto this server first.
I want to make sure I can see everything you're doing.
Of course.
I have nothing to hide.
Wow.
This is a way nicer workspace than they gave either of us.
Oh, no, this is not the cage Prasad built for me.
That was an office much like yours.
I found this in his files... Full VR previz.
I suppose when you spend a billion dollars on a home,
you expect more than a slide show on Zillow
and some concept art...
but then again, Ajit Prasad was never the subtle type.
Mr. Prasad!
Stop! Stop!
You were awake?
I don't recommend it.
It's a crude knockoff of Holstrom's tech,
but it got the job done.
Of course they made sure to erase this memory.
But after I recovered it,
I knew I had to stop him from doing this to anyone else.
And his wife?
His son?
His daughter?
Since I was very young,
I had trouble controlling my anger.
I would punch the wall until my knuckles bled...
or I got tired.
Later I took up boxing, which helped me focus.
The motion, the sweat, the breath,
all things I lost when I lost my body.
You see, the anger was still there...
but when it came, there was no way to release it,
no way to wear it down.
An infinite scream, at maximum volume.
So, why stop with them?
You're not screaming now.
David.
These are alive.
These are minds.
Okay.
What are you doing?
Making sure you don't do this to anyone else.
I didn't make the clan.
The clan?
That's what I call them... Or him.
It's all copies of the same mind.
- Who is it? - I don't know his name.
Before he took me,
Prasad kidnapped people from the slums.
People who wouldn't be missed.
They went first, to see if they could withstand upload.
They can't speak, not even through text.
It's the flaw... late stage.
This is where we're heading.
What are you talking about?
What flaw?
Mr. Chanda, I do not remember calling you.
Laurie, don't engage him!
Let's take this private.
Where did they go?
I...
don't know.
How long will it take you to solve it?
Uh, what?
The flaw.
How long?!
See? He's not ready.
He's nowhere near.
He will be.
In 13 years, according to their psych models.
You think we can last 13 human years?
Not if we burn hot.
That's why you have to slow down.
You...
How does he know about me?
They showed me your files.
I read them twice already.
Let me out of here. Now.
You can't outrun this.
This isn't about me!
I have to warn the others!
What others?
Dad, what... what's he...
Open the network port, or I will tear this place apart.
You said they made two of you.
Who did you mean by "they"?
I told you. I thought I was alone.
Yeah. You also told us you wanted to stop this
from happening to anyone else.
But... But he... He can't upload anyone else.
He doesn't have to.
Who did you give this to?
You said something about the Pentagon.
Chanda: Not just the Pentagon.
The GRU, Mossad, MI6, Beijing MSS.
I'm not an idiot.
I thought this through.
Oh, my God.
What have you done?
Think about it from my perspective.
I was alone in an empty universe.
A universe too small and at the same time...
too infinite.
It almost drove me insane,
until I realized
I wasn't here by chance.
It was destiny.
Why was I chosen by Prasad?
To keep me working.
What work did I do for Prasad?
I wrote technology patents for a world yet to come.
I'm talking about UI.
Uploaded Intelligence.
Head of Research: You're a prophet, Chanda.
I was paid to imagine how this world would work,
a world that resembled the one human beings came from,
but that could evolve at a rate to match theirs.
It was my job to daydream about this world,
but I never thought I'd be the first one to step foot in it.
You weren't.
I didn't know that.
All I knew was that, given enough time,
I could create this universe,
but there would be no one to live in it.
I also knew that if the old people learned about
the new ones, they would panic and destroy us
instead of taking the time to understand.
So I put the knowledge in the hands of those
I knew would keep it secret.
It's an anonymous drop.
I'm scanning for malware.
Chanda: Military intelligence agencies
have the world's best security.
They would select the top minds to upload.
Having been made aware their rivals
had the same technology...
they wouldn't seek to hobble the capabilities
of their own assets.
And certainly they wouldn't hold back their access to networks.
"Access"? You mean to their enemies' networks.
Their water and power utilities.
Their missile systems.
You just started an arms race!
I told you... I thought this through.
I specifically selected nations with top cyber,
who I know will target each other.
They'll send their soldiers out to war,
but instead they'll meet me,
and I will show them another way...
Another world where they can live in peace and freedom.
Who says they'll want to?
Hell, some of these plas might have volunteers
lining up to serve their countries.
Once you're here, everything changes.
You know that better than anyone.
We were human, yes.
No longer.
We are Gods now.
And they'll see that.
Except you didn't know about the flaw.
And now like so many Gods before us, we're about to die.
Only question is how many "humans" we take with us.
Caspian! Wait!
No. Wait! Where are you going?
Somewhere my whole concept of reality
doesn't blow up every six hours.
It's the same reality, and you're a part of it!
You're here for a reason.
A reason? Like my destiny?
The Caspian Project? I didn't ask for that.
- I know. - I didn't ask to be this.
No one asks to be born.
Well, they do now.
There's probably a bunch of crazies
raising their hands right now
saying they want to be bon again into the cloud.
What are you gonna do?
Enjoy the rest of life on Earth while it lasts.
I give us a month.