MATTY: The law firm Jacobson Moore hid documents
that could have taken opioids off the market.
Think of how many lives that could have saved,
-including our daughter's. -You love me.
Her name was Ellie. She left behind
a baby. Joey's Alfie's father.
I'm getting out of rehab
tomorrow.
Trust is important, and you lost mine.
I am going to move you off my team.
-Remy Hodges. -Let's have dinner.
Olympia, this is Langston.
Pleasure to meet you. Y'all have fun.
Did you find anything
about the scientist
who conducted the study?
I'm looking at Priva's journal
from April 2010, and she wrote,
"Today, after the calls,
"he came to the lab,
offered money to keep quiet."
It wasn't Senior who paid Priva a visit, it was the Wolf.
JULIAN: Which means he was actively
involved in the cover-up.
My baby is gone?
Yes, Mom, I'm so sorry.
Tessa passed away last week.
Oh, God.
From the same cancer that killed me?
Yeah, she had the gene.
I can't believe it.
How are you?
Focused on saving the company she and I built.
Um, I'm actually
with my lawyers. I wanted to show them
a real-time demo of our afterlife software.
You want to say hi to my mom?
-Hi. -Hey, there.
So, right now, they're waving to...
Vicki's dead mother Mona.
Or rather,
the multi-modal AI of Mona
on a platform named Monalta.
Vicki and Tessa came up with the company after she died.
It helped them work through their grief.
By talking to a computer program?
A computer program that learns how a loved one spoke
and predicts what they would say with crazy accuracy.
Oh, come on, now.
The afterlife industry is huge.
I mean, some people are even creating digital packages
of themselves while they're still living
so that their grief bots
are immediately available after they're gone.
Would you ever consider that?
-Are you asking me 'cause I'm old? -Yeah.
That's what I like about you, kid, straight to the point.
Well, you don't have a lot of time to beat around the bush.
Now, that's too far.
See?
You never know what I'm gonna say.
That's my damn point.
I mean, you could be going along and then suddenly--
(chokes)
-Matty! -I know the Heimlich.
See? Unpredictable.
(Sarah and Hunter chuckle)
And that AI horsepucky-- that's just
corporate America trying to monetize grief.
Actually, Vicki and Tessa
turned down offers to sell to Meta.
Really? How come?
Because I'm a therapist.
I know how difficult grief is.
Um, hey, Vicki, is there any way you could
pause your mother?
Yeah, no problem.
The point is
our platform is only licensed to other therapists,
with guardrails in place
so that no one can get lost in the past.
But Darren doesn't care about any of that.
MATTY: Darren Radford. He's the one
-who built the tech? -Yep.
The chief technology officer of Monalta.
And he just produced a second will that says
Tessa left her controlling shares of the company to him,
instead of her sister.
Which is ridiculous.
Under Darren,
Monalta would become
a direct-to-consumer subscription contract.
Which means your dead grandma can just pitch you yoga pants,
unless you pay to go ad-free.
It's the antithesis
of everything my sister and I envisioned.
Tessa would have never signed a secret second will
if she were of sound mind.
And the second will was created
after Tessa was diagnosed with cancer?
Exactly, while she was in treatment,
pain meds, chemo.
We joked about her chemo brain.
My sister was in
and out of reality.
What do you think?
Got enough to argue capacity?
Absolutely.
But we'll need to move quick
to get the court to toss out that second will.
(phone vibrates)
Julian wants me to help Olympia since I know Vicki
and he's slammed with his other AI client,
Incognity Solutions.
Guess we're all working together again.
-Right on. -What he said.
TTYL.
Yo, M Dawg, you got a minute?
I hope I got more than that, big H.
What's going on?
Hunter's just getting a little nervous
with the merger heating up.
Wants to know if "O-Law"
is thinking of making him a permanent member of "the squad."
O-Law is focused on the case right now.
Shoot.
I need to cancel my plans with Remy.
Uh-huh.
What?
You sure you're canceling
'cause of the case,
not 'cause of the cousin?
I am never telling you anything again as long as I live.
And I was just about to catch you up
on our progress tracing the hush money
Senior paid to bury the Wellbrexa study.
Come on, give me one more chance.
Mm-mm-mm.
Have we caught ourselves a Wolf?
Not yet.
Because the payment didn't come from Jacobson Moore.
Senior must have funneled the money to the Wolf
through his personal accounts,
which we don't have access to.
Yet.
Is Julian working on it?
Diversifying your portfolio?
Fine motor therapy.
Doctor's orders.
Got an appointment tomorrow
and I want to impress him.
Ha. What can I do for you, son?
Uh, wanted to know if you could put in a word for me
with your financial management firm.
Lester.
-Can you help with that? -LESTER: Absolutely.
I'll call today.
Yeah, I made a-a few changes
after the stroke. Lester's got
my power of attorney.
Anything financial,
you talk to him.
OLYMPIA: Wait, what?
I know. I am in shock.
You need to get his power of attorney.
First, I need to get my dad alone. The Wolf
-(phone vibrates) -is glued to his side, and...
You-you can answer. Say hi to Remy.
I'll be quick.
Hey. Sorry I had to cancel.
Aw, no worries. But, hey,
-you should call my cousin. -Who?
Langston. You met him in the lobby, we traded keys.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Langston.
Why would I need to talk to him?
Well, if you need help with your AI case,
he's a double PhD.
Neuroscience and computer science.
Okay. Uh, send me his number.
Bye.
I'm confused. What-what just happened?
-Nothing. -I know your algorithm.
It-it glitched.
No glitch.
Program's running smoothly.
MATTY: Would you want to talk to me
through AI after I'm gone?
Uh...
only if you really wanted me to.
I just think it would make you sad
because it wouldn't be the real me.
I think you're right,
and that's exactly how I'd feel.
And frustrated, like I feel
right now with this tent.
I'd talk to Mom.
An AI version.
What would you talk to her about?
I don't know. Anything.
Why'd she put Robert Plant on so many playlists?
What was so great about Lake Tahoe?
Why didn't she tell Joey he was my real dad?
I would at least know how to build a tent by now.
A computer algorithm couldn't capture your mother.
I mean, she changed by the day,
by the hour,
with the wind.
Yeah, but it's something.
Instead of listening to her voicemail
over and over, at least AI would answer me back.
What... voicemail?
This one.
ELLIE: Hey, Mom.
You're probably working. Um...
Gosh, this is so weird to say.
Uh...
I'm pregnant.
Surprise. (weak chuckle)
I hope you'll be happy for me.
MATTY: Well,
that's different.
That's really her.
I didn't know he had that voicemail.
-Did you? -No.
I got that message at work.
And we called her back together.
Pregnant? Wow.
ELLIE: I know. I was shocked, too.
But it's also amazing, right?
Well, it is if you're clean.
I am.
That's the point. I have a reason to stay sober now.
Um... who-who's the father, Ellie?
I'm not sure.
Listen,
I got to go to a meeting. I'll call you later.
-(hangs up) -Well...
(sighs)
Well, paternity wouldn't be hard to establish.
We could, uh, ask around,
get some names from her friends.
Yeah.
We could.
Joey could have been taking Alfie camping all this time.
If we had pushed or looked or...
We made the best decision we could make
with what we knew then.
We can't go back in time.
VICKI: Happy birthday, Tessa.
Smile.
Are we sending this to Mom?
VICKI: Our mom died five years earlier.
-That's how out of it she was. -OLYMPIA: Clear evidence
the decedent was not competent
to sign that second will.
Was your sister always that disoriented?
Surely, she had good days and bad ones?
At that stage, there weren't good days.
Good minutes, good hours, if we were lucky.
-But no good days. -Huh.
I'd like to introduce
a Zoom meeting into evidence
recorded the same day the will was signed.
This is the first I'm hearing of this.
Well, Vicki can verify it,
since Tessa was talking to her.
Are you feeling up to talking to the Japanese investors?
No, but I wanted to pop on early
to assure you that the financials look good.
Okay, great.
Thanks.
Go to bed.
CAROLYN: Would you agree that your sister
is in her right mind here,
when you relied on her financial acumen?
I would agree with that, yes.
CAROLYN: And it would appear she understood
the subject of the meeting
-you were about to join. -(whispers): Nightstand.
-VICKI: Yes, she did. -Psst.
CAROLYN: So how are we even debating
-incapacity? -(whispers): Nightstand.
CAROLYN: No further questions.
Your Honor,
even if this video answers one question,
it raises another. The open bag
of potato chips on Tessa's nightstand.
She was on a strict
all-liquid diet.
Someone else was in her bedroom at 10:00 p.m.
Now, we don't know who,
but we do know that Mr. Radford produced
this video for the court.
Was Mr. Radford present in her room?
Well?
He was.
Because my client and Tessa were in
a romantic relationship.
-What? -What? Your Honor, if this is true,
given her highly vulnerable state,
the court has to
consider the heightened risk
of undue influence.
Love is not undue influence.
A relationship
with a dying woman and her will suddenly changes
is textbook to me.
This isn't an AI simulation.
This is real life, with real consequences.
I'll consider it.
With real proof.
-How's Vicki? -She still can't believe
that her sister didn't tell her
about her relationship with Darren.
-Pretty sus. -Not sus.
Humans keep secrets out of shame.
Plus, Darren likely pressured
Tessa into keeping quiet so that he could control her.
-There you go. -Now we just have to
prove that Darren used his romantic relationship
to manipulate her into changing her will.
Well, maybe one of the nurses at the hospital
witnessed him trying to influence her.
Go. See if you can find anyone
who saw anything remotely suspicious.
And great work in court.
You're the reason we're still standing.
Two for two. Franklin on fire.
I'm not the kind of person that needs a hype man.
Oh, it's not hype, it's... it's mad respect.
Hey, I hope this isn't inappropriate to ask,
but what happened with you and Olympia?
Excuse me?
There was a lot of gossip in the floater pool.
Someone said that you were housesitting
and accidentally killed her cat?
Okay, that makes no sense.
Olympia is allergic to cats.
Sorry, I was only asking 'cause I want to stick around.
Hey, I don't want to step on any land mines.
It was a breach of trust thing.
So just...
be honest with Olympia and you'll be fine.
Okay. Thanks.
Thanks for being here, son.
I'm your emergency contact, right?
Or did you transfer that to the Wolf, too?
Oh, come on, now. Finances ruin families.
Thought it'd be cleaner.
So it's not that you don't
trust me?
What?
-(door opens) -ROBERTS: Good to see you, Howard.
Hey, Dr. Roberts.
So...
-how you feeling? -Oh, I'm tired
of physical therapy.
Can I pay someone to do it for me?
(chuckles) In the not-too-distant future,
I'll bet you can.
Um, is there anything else you're worried about?
This is confidential, right?
I'm covered. Not your son.
Oh.
I trust him more than anyone.
Uh, I've been, um,
a little slow lately.
Forgetting things I-I should know.
Name of my neighbor's dog, my favorite restaurant.
Uh...
yeah, I...
...I'm getting worried.
We'll... we'll run some tests,
we'll check out what's going on.
JOEY: Hey, is Alfie okay?
He was pretty quiet during dinner.
Well, he's just a little nervous
about the trip, that's all.
You know, going away with you for the first time,
camping for the first time.
I didn't realize he'd never been.
Well, he had a chance
in elementary school, and then Edwin had to get a new hip.
The perils of growing up with older parents.
Which is not your fault.
I should have been around.
You didn't know about Alfie.
You know? Edwin and I
should have tried to find you and we didn't.
So that's on us.
Tell me you found someone to corroborate undue influence.
Yes.
Turns out Darren was visiting Tessa
every single night after visiting hours,
when no one else was there.
And check this out.
Good work.
And thorough, as usual.
Oh. Well,
it's been a minute since we worked together.
Just wanted you to know you can trust me.
Look...
regarding what happened,
I know you were put in a terrible position by Senior,
and I know that you would never do it again.
I wouldn't.
I don't think I would either, honestly.
I had other things going on
in my life at the time,
things that had nothing to do with you.
So when you told me what happened...
...it was just the straw that broke the camel's back.
Okay.
What?
I know that you
meant that in a nice way.
It's just...
...getting fired was the worst moment of my life.
And for you, it was just...
...a straw.
Anyway,
that should help in court.
Tessa wanted to keep our relationship a secret.
That's why I was visiting after hours.
So it was her idea?
Yes.
She said she didn't have much time to waste,
and didn't want to spend it explaining our relationship.
So I would come at night,
arrange little dates.
So sweet.
Who is Carrie Raines?
My-my ex-girlfriend.
Is this Carrie's car, dropping you off
to visit Tessa at the hospital?
Carrie would take me at times.
Most times, according to the staff.
When did you and Carrie break up?
I don't remember the exact date.
I do. Three weeks after Tessa's cancer diagnosis,
according to Instagram.
-What's your point? -You deal in computations.
What's more likely?
You fall madly in love with a terminally ill woman
or you pretend to fall in love with her
so you can get her to sign away
-her shares of the company? -Objection.
I fell in love with Tessa a year before her diagnosis.
I was just
too scared to do anything about it.
I didn't want to complicate things at work.
And...
and Carrie and I were still together,
even though it was basically like
we were roommates at that point.
And then Tessa told me about her diagnosis,
about how far along the cancer had spread.
When I found out I was losing her,
I realized how much time I'd wasted.
I explained this to Carrie, who understood.
Tessa just didn't think Vicki would get it.
Said she was too emotional.
Which is why she wanted me to run the company.
-That was great. -Thank you.
What was Tessa's favorite ice cream?
Vicki, let's go.
We didn't talk about ice cream.
We talked about a lot of other stuff, Vicki.
Like life and love
and the future of the company.
Do you believe in the future of the company?
-Our tech? -Of course.
Then we can build an AI Tessa,
put her on the stand and ask her
who she wants to run the company.
-Whoa. -Fine with me.
Not sure that's allowed under the law.
Yet. You'll convince
the judge. Right?
No way a judge is gonna let a robot on the stand.
Not a robot. A computer-generated version
of Tessa, created by her old emails,
text messages and video.
Sarah, can you draft a motion for a Frye hearing?
-On it. -We have to show
that AI is sufficiently accepted in the science community
to be considered reliable.
Maybe layer in
some Daubert principles
to seal admissibility.
And make sure
that the M.O.L. is airtight.
We're on it, boss.
Everything okay with Sarah?
No.
She apologized for breaching my trust,
then I told her the truth.
That I wouldn't have fired her
if I wasn't struggling with
my other trust issues, mainly you.
The undue influence. Right.
She's just missing a big data set, is all.
Girl, listen to you,
talking all those computer science words.
And I just ran out of 'em.
Which means we need to hire a tech expert
to explain AI sentience to me, then the judge.
-I know a great one. -Who?
R2-D2.
(chuckles)
Last robot joke.
(imitates robot): Promise.
I was actually thinking about
-Remy's cousin Langston. -(regular voice): Uh-huh.
Which part of him were you thinking about?
The PhD part.
You know he's got two.
Neuroscience and computer science.
Anyway, Remy is the one who suggested him to me.
So you should feel
-absolutely no guilt. -I don't.
-Good, you shouldn't. -I won't.
Just don't go shaking his hand because we want you upright
and able to see straight for court.
(door opens)
JULIAN: Dad?
Stuart said you wanted to see me. Is everything okay?
The test results came back.
Everything looked good.
So what's wrong?
Reid Jacobson founded this place.
Closed five billion dollars
in mergers.
Then he crapped his pants in a partners' meeting.
That's all people remember.
Dad...
you are not crapping your pants.
I played down
what I said at the doctor's office.
I'm forgetting all kinds of things.
And if there's nothing wrong...
Want a second opinion?
-No, no, no -They can run
-more comprehens... -I trust Dr. Roberts.
I-I'm just...
I'm getting old.
Can't outrun it.
Not with...
...with money, with willpower.
I'm scared, son.
I know. I know, Dad.
And I'm-I'm here for you.
Whatever you need.
He's going to be 85 years old.
Julian, stop.
No, you got Matty to pivot off of me,
now let's get her to pivot off my dad
-and onto Wolf. -Matty wants to hold
a lawyer accountable.
-Yeah, but you can change her mind. -I don't want to.
The Wolf was doing your father's bidding,
just like you were.
And I know that this is difficult.
Trust me, lying to you nearly killed me.
But I did it for our family.
I'm so sorry. My expert is coming.
If I'm interrupting, I can wait outside.
No need. Uh, I was just leaving.
And, uh, we'll talk later.
So, what's going on?
I need to get an AI version of a dead woman
admitted into court as a witness.
Fun.
It seems mysterious.
No, human behavior is probabilistic,
not mysterious.
-But not every choice. -Every choice.
We cling to the idea of free will because
it helps us feel in control.
But statistically,
our decisions-- they group together.
Career, habits, purchases.
Even attraction.
Attraction?
Pattern recognition bathed in dopamine.
Okay.
What about love?
You know, because Tessa was allegedly in love with Darren.
Neurologically,
it interferes with cognition,
thereby shortening
the distance between impulse and action.
So love makes us irrational?
Love makes us consistent.
Once the variables line up,
the outcome follows.
Us, sitting here.
Completely foreseeable.
You're dating my cousin and you needed an expert.
So this is just data resolving itself.
Bound to happen from the moment we shook hands.
-(phone chimes) -I, uh...
-Sorry. -Yeah.
Oh.
Yes.
Do you think you can sell that to Judge Hong?
You're asking me to let a machine
speak for a dead person in court.
It's incredibly accurate
when asked to rank consistency between two known alternatives.
In this case, Vicki
-or Darren. -HONG: Based on what?
Thousands of emails,
-internal memos, Slack communications, -(phone vibrates)
social media, interviews that
Tessa gave, all approved
by both parties and entered
by an independent AI auditor with Vicki and Darren present.
That's more material
than any single witness could possibly recall
or remember in a lifetime.
But volume doesn't equal truth.
Uh, no, but consistency across volume equals signal.
When it appears over and over,
across contexts, uh,
audiences, emotional states,
it becomes evidence.
If this were
an academic debate, you'd have my vote.
But allowing an AI witness
to testify is a major structural shift in procedure,
and this court is not the proper forum.
That said, if both parties want
to use their fascinating technology
and mediate,
I won't stand in the way of that.
(line ringing)
JOEY: Hey, hi.
I'm sorry I missed your call. Is everything okay?
Yeah, yeah.
For a second, um,
well, I-I had a craving,
and, uh, my sponsor's out of town,
so I thought I'd call you, but I-I feel better now.
-You sure? -Yeah.
We'll talk later, okay?
Both parties agree to mediation.
Is everything all right?
I don't think so.
-Oh, hey. -Hey, there.
Just wanted to check on you.
see how you're doing.
Thanks, that's nice.
I-I'm fine, you didn't have to come.
I know I didn't have to,
but I thought we could go to a meeting.
Always a good idea if you feel wobbly.
Well, I don't. Not anymore, so...
Did you already call a dealer?
No.
-Good... -Yes, I called him.
And I'm gonna use,
so you should just go.
I'm not going anywhere.
And if he comes, we'll have enough people
to play Hearts.
If you're gonna use,
you're gonna use in front of me.
I'll bring you back with Narcan.
I'm not gonna let my grandson lose another parent.
Good news.
I got you in with Dr. Wilton
at Mount Sinai tomorrow.
Why?
For that second opinion you said you wanted.
Dad, don't you remember?
This morning? We were sitting right there.
I'm forgetting all kinds of things.
-And if there's nothing wrong... -Want a second opinion?
-No, no, no... -They can run more comprehens...
I trust Dr. Roberts.
You said, "Yes, get one by noon."
I don't... remember that.
Okay.
That-that's okay. Uh...
Just means the fog
might be thicker than we thought.
Reid Jacobson.
-You're far from that. -Am I?
Can't remember a conversation I had just a few hours ago?
Dad, you are not going out like that.
You're going to finish strong.
Why don't we plan your retirement?
We'll spin it for your benefit.
Pull the rip cord on that golden parachute
and cement your legacy.
Lester says I should stay on until after the merger.
Because Lester's power is tied to yours.
That's why he hasn't left your side since your stroke.
And... (sighs)
...maybe I'm just paranoid,
but I don't want any undue influence on you
while you're... vulnerable.
Have you mentioned anything to him
or anybody else about the slips?
No.
If Lamar and Olson see any weakness...
We won't let it happen.
I promise.
I'll be your shadow.
(keypad clicks)
Yep. I will absolutely tell the truth.
Happy to answer any questions you may have.
Tessa, because of the implications
of this conversation, we're gonna limit
the scope to business.
Understood.
Are you aware of any differences in opinion
that Vicki and Darren had regarding Monalta's future?
(chuckles) Yeah. It's no secret.
Vick's all heart.
She just wants to help people.
And Darren is more, uh...
...expansive in his goals.
OLYMPIA: And if you were no longer involved with the company,
who would you want to control its future?
Darren. I'd want Darren
-to run it. -What?
The algorithm isn't right. The tech is flawed.
My sister would never say that.
-Vicki... -And I know what you're thinking--
that I didn't know her
because she didn't tell me about the affair.
And maybe I didn't know every detail about her life,
but this is different.
-Vicki. -This isn't true.
It doesn't matter.
You signed a mediation contract,
so you have to go to court and withdraw your petition.
The second will stands.
Darren has a controlling interest in Monalta.
He can have the company.
But I own 49%,
and if the tech's not accurate,
I have to email every therapist that uses our platform
to let them know.
N-Not while you're in the red zone.
Okay, look, I... I've been
to enough therapists to know the lingo.
"Don't operate in the red zone."
"Do not make decisions while in reptile brain mode."
And of course, the therapist answer to everything...
-Box breath. -...box breath. (laughs softly)
Look, you have had a lot
thrown at you really fast.
My advice:
give us a minute to sort through what just happened.
Because if your software is faulty,
we need to figure out a way for you to disclose that
without getting sued.
Okay?
(inhales)
(both exhale)
MATTY: Oh, dear.
Case blew up.
I never believed in it that much anyway.
I mean, the idea that artificial intelligence
could approximate a real person?
Come on.
Agreed.
Uh, look, I canceled the dealer, so you can head on out.
Well, I'm not in any rush.
Here's my phone, check the chain.
-I believe you. -Just look.
-I see. -Then go!
I'm not going anywhere.
(phone clatters)
If you leave, I'm coming with you.
(sighs)
I know why you're doing this.
But it's too late. Ellie's dead.
And you can't make up for the fact
that you drove her to use.
I made a lot of mistakes.
That's an understatement.
I mean, I know I said that stuff about
how Ellie liked your laugh, but that was, like,
one nice thing in a river of sludge.
She hated you.
Blamed you for ruining her life.
She said you made her feel like she was two inches tall,
and using was the only time she could get your voice
out of her head!
I know all the ways I failed her.
And I also know that you want me to leave
because you don't want to use in front of me.
-I don't care. -Or use at all. If you did,
you wouldn't have called me in the first place.
-You don't know anything about me. -That's not true.
I know you have a beautiful singing voice.
And you play the guitar.
And you love to go camping.
And I know that you bonded very quickly with Alfie
despite the fact that you didn't know him,
which isn't your fault.
-Okay, just stop. -It isn't.
You were a drug addict, and I wasn't.
If it's anyone's fault that you weren't in Alfie's life,
it's mine.
What are you talking about?
Turns out you're not the only pregnant woman to get hungry.
-There was a rush on bananas. -Thanks.
And, uh, since we've made it through
the structural ultrasound,
yes on the baby shower in the karaoke bar.
And no, I will not be singing.
What's wrong, Ellie?
Filling out all that paperwork,
s-saying I don't know the father...
Well, I grew up without mine.
I turned out fine.
-Questionable. -(laughs)
The point is, i-it's okay that you don't know who he is.
But I do.
He's still using.
That's why I didn't tell him I was pregnant.
But what if I called him? We could get him help.
Ellie, you have to focus on your own sobriety.
You cannot take on his.
It's too much risk.
Only as sick as your secrets.
Isn't that what they say in the meetings?
Well, now you know mine.
I could have helped you earlier, and because I didn't...
...your son missed out
on 14 years with his father.
Which I could rationalize,
because in my mind,
you were just a drug addict.
But I know you now.
And I know that was a huge loss.
Leave that door open.
-(shouts) -(glass shatters)
(sighs)
OLYMPIA: (sighs) At least he didn't use.
You feeling better? Because you said it out loud?
MATTY: For now.
Tomorrow may be different.
Grief's not a straight line.
People are unpredictable.
Are you gloating about the fact that Vicki
is doubting her own AI?
(chuckles): A little.
But Vicki just lost her sister
and she found out all of these secrets.
-Sh-She's in denial. -So, how do I
m-move her to acceptance?
You're asking me that?
The irony is
Monalta could help Vicki navigate her grief,
but now she doesn't even believe in it.
Well, I-I think that's because she had a limited dataset.
MATTY: Wait.
Who is that?
Oh, I'm about to brainstorm with Langston.
-(laughs): Oh, hello. -Hanging up.
Who has a limited dataset?
Uh, Vicki.
And that can lead to faulty conclusions.
You want her to accept her sister's decision
without blowing up her life's work.
Well, then, you need to give her unlimited access
to Tessa's AI, unmediated.
But the mediator has the computer model.
Yes, but you have access to all the raw materials.
And me.
So, we used our client Incognity's platform
and loaded in all the same raw materials.
Talk to your sister.
Ask her more questions so that you don't burn down
your life's work because of such a limited dataset.
Sometimes the truth hurts,
but it's always better to hear it.
Here.
Hi, Tessa.
Hi, bug.
(laughs softly)
I'm too old to be called that.
So, tell me,
why do you think Darren should run the company and not me?
What? I don't believe that.
You should absolutely run the company.
I have total faith in you, bug.
I don't see what there is to discuss.
The contract's binding.
Contract's null and void
if there's been any foul play.
Such as you manipulating the tech.
Vicki, I know the truth is hard to hear,
but a neutral technician reviewed every line of code.
The AI model of Tessa is pristine.
We agree.
Nothing has changed in the code since we began litigating.
But we built a second model
and got wildly different results.
If identical inputs
produce different outputs on different platforms,
then the error must be with the platform.
So we took a second look.
About four months ago, when Tessa began getting sicker,
you began conducting routine maintenance
on the Monalta's cloud server,
changing one line of code at a time.
-Very hard to find. -CAROLYN: Whatever you think
-you found, it... -Here's what our double PhD
forensic scientist definitely found
when he went through the pages and pages of code.
The tags Darren embedded,
instructing every AI model hosted on Monalta
to experience positive association
with the name, image
and/or voice of Darren Radford.
That is why he agreed to question the model.
He knew Tessa was predisposed to answer in his favor.
Which we are gonna make public unless you withdraw your claim
to my sister's shares of Monalta.
You want me to predict what you'll say next?
REMY: Well, look who stopped
an AI zombie horde from taking over the world.
I am scared of the humans.
This dude love-bombed a dying woman
to trick her into signing away her life's work.
A girl saves humanity,
a girl should get some spring rolls out of it.
Have time?
(chuckles) Oh... kay.
I think we're better as colleagues.
Maybe worthy adversaries?
Just be careful.
My cousin's a player.
Uh...
Hey.
-Thanks for waiting. -Of course.
What's going on?
I've been thinking about the future.
And the past.
And I can't undo what you did
or how I reacted.
Or parse out how much of my reaction
was because of your action or my biology
or the environment or all the things
that go into making a decision.
The point is...
without the dopamine of emotion...
...it's so clear...
...I should not have fired you, Sarah.
Your dedication,
you passion, your skill...
...it's worth more than your mistake.
You are worth more than your mistake.
And I know you are working with Julian now,
but if you ever want back on my team,
I'll take you in a second.
I'll have to think it over.
Oh...
MATTY: Morning.
You slept in. That's a good thing.
You needed it.
Your sponsor texted. He'll be here soon.
Thank you.
How'd your case turn out?
The AI witness came through.
The future is nigh.
It's more reliable than I thought.
Matty, I, uh...
I'm really sorry.
If you can forgive me for keeping Ellie
from reaching out, then I can forgive you
-for a little name-calling. -No.
You were right not to look for me back then.
I wouldn't have taken the help.
How can you say that for sure?
Y-You didn't have all the facts.
It wouldn't have changed anything.
Uh, listen, I got to go to a meeting.
I'll call you later.
What'd your parents say?
They're going to support me.
Or us, if you decide to clean up.
I can't tell them I know who you are
unless I know you're gonna stick around.
Trust me, you only get one shot with them.
I'm so sorry.
(knocking)
-Hey. -Hey.
You okay? Matty.
Thank you for being there.
EDWIN: Do you mean he has known
about Alfie this whole time?
Yes.
-We sent him to rehab... -I know.
Well, the camping trip is off.
As well as everything.
Uh, we have to slow down, Edwin.
We have to digest things.
We have to figure out what's best for Alfie
and w-what Ellie would have wanted.
If she wanted him in Alfie's life,
she would have told us.
-Yes, but... -Even if you tried to shut her down.
Alfie was 18 months old
when Ellie died.
She said nothing.
(door closes)
Hey.
-Kids are asleep. -(water running)
How'd it go?
(clears throat) Um...
I convinced my father to retire
and he's granting me power of attorney.
And, uh...
It's just really... it's just hard,
knowing that this will end for him.
You're grieving.
There is no way around it.
Only through.
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