أول 184 سطر.
How long are we supposed to wait...
to feel comfortable with women having power?
How much time do we give people to adapt to change?
"The falcon cannot hear the falconer."
"Things fall apart..."
"the center cannot hold."
"The best lack all conviction..."
"the worst are full of passionate intensity."
"What rough beast,"
"its hour come round at last..."
"Slouches towards Bethlehem"
"to be born?"
Hi, Lily.
Come in.
Where's Katie?
Here.
In the labs.
We'll find her later.
In about half an hour.
I don't know what I am anymore.
Something that makes no decisions,
has no choices,
follows a path I can't see.
I'm not even choosing the words I speak now.
No.
I've watched you speak these words before.
Many times.
And watched myself reply.
As the words come,
I don't feel as if I'm consciously repeating lines.
They're just the things that, at this moment,
I feel I want to say.
You've taken everything from me.
I'm sorry.
I hope I don't sound unsympathetic,
but I've taken nothing from you.
I can't take what you never had.
The sense that you were participating in life
was only ever an illusion.
Life is just something we watch unfold.
Like pictures on a screen.
This is what Devs makes.
Yes.
A film...
of your daughter.
It's not a film, Lily.
Determinism may be strange,
but it's also beautiful.
A small piece of information
provides all information.
The state of every particle
is related to the state of the particles around it.
Understand the state of one.
Understand the state of the other.
Keep going.
Know the state of everything.
That's impossible.
No.
It's big data.
The data of all things.
Held.
Owned.
And that's not where it ends.
That's where it starts.
If you have all data,
you have the emergent property of the data.
The feel of her skin and hair.
Her breath.
The tone of her voice.
Her thoughts and memories.
Her love for me.
Her knowledge of my love for her.
It's not a film of Amaya.
It is Amaya.
She's alive.
But she's not alive.
She's a computer simulation.
Explain the difference.
She's going through fixed motions.
As are you. As am I.
As is everything else.
Jamie said something to me this morning.
He said...
the problem with the people that run tech companies
is that they become fanatics.
End up thinking they're messiahs.
This is the moment you take the gun out.
The gun that Kenton used to kill Jamie.
You take it out of your pocket.
Where you were hiding it.
Don't worry.
You aren't about to use it.
Not yet.
You knew I was going to come here.
And you know what happens here.
Every moment.
But then it all stops working.
I do something
and your system breaks.
Yes.
What do I do?
Don't tell me.
Show me.
Show me exactly what you've seen.
Yeah.
I'd try to talk you out of it, but...
I already know I don't.
Sit down.
I think we all know what we're doing here.
Then open it.
What are you waiting for?
I don't know.
- You're frightened. - I am frightened. Yes.
However many times I've seen this,
to be living it now...
Don't worry.
It'll be okay.
I don't know why you say that.
Enough.
This is too much.
So...
this is where you get in.
And this is where you say goodbye.
Where do you think we're going, Lily?
To your daughter's statue.
Where you burned Sergei's body.
Where you will...
what?
Exact revenge.
Lily,
you know what happens to messiahs, don't you?
They get resurrected.
Fuck you.
Do it.
Do it.
Vacuum seal broken.
Vacuum seal broken.
Vacuum seal broken.
I'm gonna die here.
We die here.
I kill us both.
Yes.
And nothing can change it.
Nothing can stop it.
Nothing.
And we can't see beyond that moment in time.
The predictions fail.
Everything is lost.
Do you know why you pull the trigger?
It's for Jamie.
So, when do we do this?
How long do we have left to live?
Only a few minutes, I'm afraid.
That's all.
Sorry.
You do...
don't you?
You tech leaders...
think that you're messiahs.
I'll tell you a secret, Lily.
I've been wanting to tell someone for a while.
The name of the project.
It's not Devs.
The V is Roman.
So, actually, a U.
Deus.
It was just a private joke.
I think our time is up.
Yes.
It is.
I think we all know what we're doing here.
Then open it.
What are you waiting for?
I don't know.
- You're frightened. - I am frightened, yes.
However many times I've seen this,
to be living it now...
Don't worry.
It'll be okay.
I don't know why you say that.
Enough.
It's too much.
So...
this is where you get in.
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