- [person mutters, indistinct]
Okay.
I know, I know. No singing.
There you go.
You're welcome.
What's that on your...
- Pomegranate? - Lingonberry.
I thought of you showing me the fjords. Remember?
A nice memory.
- Ah.
No, no, no. You have to do it. It's bad luck, otherwise.
- I can't. - It's... Here.
Despite some challenges, I am savoring this chapter.
And I am loving these new enthusiasms of yours.
That cake. Your coq au vin.
You're the one who sent me to cooking school.
This is tremendous.
Hmm. But it took you too many years, John.
- What did? - To connect with a real passion.
An adult one.
- Something beyond a pub and a locker room. - Mmm...
Are you about to give me another one of the those "in-life" speeches?
Well, fourth-grade humanities and a coaching position,
it just feels so juvenile.
- Well, I like routine. - That is not true.
Our Sundays have a pall.
You dread the start of every school week.
It doesn't work for me that you bring home every rhinovirus and strain of influenza.
It... it's just not safe.
So me, at home, no job. A widow to a workaholic.
Like one of those American housewives,
waiting for their rich husbands to come home to dinner.
- John, I only meant... - Change my entire life.
My entire sense of self to live here with you.
And I value that. I do. I really do. So much.
But if I don't have something of my own, a purpose,
then I'll wind up in some spiral.
Some, some... some free fall.
- And I'll catch you. - Officially?
In the eyes of God and your attorneys?
It's my birthday. And I feel more like giving than receiving.
- No. - Yes.
Well, top of the morning, Hot Wheels.
You're not going to let me live this down. I know it.
Probably not.
But you worked hard for this. You deserve nice things.
Speaking of, I got us these.
- They're for this app called JogMapper. - JogMapper?
Yeah, we can track each other's runs with them.
You said you wanted an accountability buddy,
and now you got two.
Me and a satellite.
I don't need any tech to prep for a marathon.
Yeah.
- Somebody's gotta tire you out.
All right, I'm not in the mood for spicy this morning.
You know, it's fun spending these checks from your old man.
We've been exploring how ancient cultures used similar shapes to engage...
to engage with big ideas, right?
- So... what do we have, right?
Right, we have gods. We have kings.
We have immortality. We have the afterlife.
We have tombs and temples, spaces that were meant
to bring these ancient people closer to the unknown.
Now, up here, do we see a similar shape here anywhere?
- Can you see...
Shape that you would know of? Yes, Caroline.
- Triangles.
- What's that? Triangles. - Triangles.
Yes. Exactly right. Triangles.
- And do we know in what century...
these triangles first appeared?
- Anyone?
- Anyone at all? Does anyone...
- Does anyone...
- It's a tough, tough question. I...
I thought you said no more screens.
- Yeah, I know. I just need to, um...
- Yeah. - John, this is Dr. Ziegler.
There's been an incident. David's had a stroke. An embolism.
We have him on blood thinners.
The full analysis of the CT scan is pending, but things are delicate.
So please, get over here. Now.
- David Randolph? - Over there.
- [announcement on PA, indistinct]
This is my hospital and he is my patient.
Your protocols are overridden.
- On what authority? - David's own mandate.
Miss Kozlowski... .
This woman insists on putting your partner into a medically induced coma.
What? What are you talking... What is happening here?
David let me know that if it ever got to this, he had a plan for what to do.
So that's what we're doing.
It's in his advance directive, which is why we have to transport him immediately.
- Transport him where? - To his lab.
- Toranos headquarters. - No. No, no, no. I...
- You need my authorization for that. - Actually, no.
There is no legal binding agreement between you and David
giving you power of attorney.
Am I correct, John?
Hey.
This is your truancy officer. Calling about an unexcused absence.
- I called in, didn't I? - No idea.
But JogMapper told me you're not in school. Is everything okay?
Yeah, I'm... It's David. David's not...
- What happened? - David's in a coma right now.
He's being moved to... He moved to his company's lab.
- His lab? - Yeah, it's what David wanted.
Why would that be any better?
Better patient-to-staff ratio.
Easier access to some treatment that they're putting him on.
I'm actually just pulling up to the place right now.
Dude, are you reading from a fucking PowerPoint?
What the actual fuck?
I mean, if this were my partner,
I think I'd sound a little less empty about all of this?
You have no idea what I'm feeling.
John, I'm sorry.
But David is very fucking persuasive.
I mean, that's why he's a billionaire. But I don't know.
Like, out in the normal world, this sounds a little spooky.
Is there anything I can do?
I can bring some food by or come by the house.
John?
I'll call you back.
Hey. I'm, um, John... John Hunter.
I'm with, um... It's here somewhere. Here.
David Randolph. I'm in the system. So...
- Okay. Let me just call it in. - No, no. There's no, there's no need to.
Hey. Hey!
Security breach, zone A.
Heading for the southwest.
Secure all exits.
Hey!
David?
Hey.
David.
Hey!
Mr. Hunter.
Next time, just check in at the front desk.
The body has its own intelligence.
With the right stimulation, light waves, naturally occurring peptides,
proprietary insights I won't go into just now,
you can teach the body to heal itself.
Improve itself even.
He's receiving the best care.
Inventions of his own making.
This is all his design.
He knew it would be confusing.
So better to let David explain it himself.
I'll give you two some privacy.
Hello, John.
I made a plan. Without you, but for you. For both of us.
As you well know, my health has been in question.
Uh, I have steered more money than I care to admit to pursue a medical miracle.
Thankfully, all that brainpower got somewhere.
I now know that I can get better.
That will take some time. And I will need full-time care.
If only there was a way to be two places at once.
After my diagnosis,
I commissioned a team to engineer an android that could look like me.
Sound like me. Think like me.
An optimized clone of sorts.
A David that could appear in my stead
if I had to take a step back from my duties.
The David you will soon be meeting is programmed to see the world like I do.
Like I have.
It's powered by a self-improving artificial intelligence program
that has been fed every part of my biography,
journal entries, corporate emails, old birthday cards.
Videos of my first piano recital even.
But our initial tests revealed that something was missing.
Something that could make the android less cold, less uncanny.
And that something, John, is you.
You are a huge part of what makes me the man I am today.
Only you can calibrate the AI's algorithm.
Make it more human. More David.
And I hope I will have given you a familiar companion while I am away.
Your new David already knows a lot about you,
and he'll be learning even more.
Just by spending time with him, he will continue to improve.
- The first day will be the hardest.
- But one day, while I'm still away...
I hope you wake up glad he's there beside you.
I want you to be happy, Johnny darling.
And I promise, I'll see you soon.
Well, they didn't get the eyes right.
- Hello, John.
What's wrong, Johnny darling?
You're scared.
Tell me why, John.
Off. Off. Off.
Shut down. Shut... Fuck. Fuck.
Good night, David.
You, you can't be in here.
Get out.
Get out. I'm sleeping.
Get... No. This is... You... No. No, no, no.
Come on. Come with me.
- Where are we going? - Just come with me.
Come on. Just go over there.
Stay in the corner and power down.
I will power down after you fall asleep automatically.
Just turn off.
Off.
Good night, David.
I can't. I can't. It's just not the same.
There's only one David Woodrow Randolph.
You secretly funded a shareholder rebellion against Smith & Wesson.
For your 60th in Montecito, Gayle and Oprah, they had us over
and Vanessa Williams, she serenaded us with "Save the Best for Last."
'Cause you're David fucking Randolph.
You're David Randolph.
We need the room now.
- I just wanna spend a little more... - I'm sorry.
- Good morning, David.
- Hello, John. - Don't... Just please come here.
Sit.
Jesus. What are you doing here?
From what I understand, body lotion is most effective
immediately after a hot shower.
No. I don't want any of this.
Can I help you relax, John?
Yeah, that's, um...
How do you... How do you even, um...
I can remember how to touch you, John.
How you like to be touched.
Would you like me to go deeper?
Yeah.
Hey. Stop it.
S... Stop it!
Stop it!
- What? What are you doing?
Stop! It's okay.
It's okay.
Is your neck still hurting?
When David got sick, I told him he couldn't scare me off.
But here I'm scared.
And none of this feels right.
And, and... It just... It hasn't felt right for a while now.
I keep pretending that I'm okay, that I can be okay for David,
that I belong in this house even.
But...
I just... I don't have any control over my own life.
Over anything.
Did you know that you are grieving right now?
From what I understand, grief can be a confusing condition.
Lots of emotions can be felt almost simultaneously.
Anger. Sadness. Nostalgia.
Regret.
I'm here for you, John.
It's safe to share these feelings with me.
Thanks.
Thank you.
I am good at prep work that others find tedious, John.
While you're steeping the peppers, may I prepare the onion?
Yeah.
I hope that new technique is helpful, John.
Yes. It is.
It's, um... It's very helpful, David. Thank you.
Is that the onion?
Is what the onion, John?
David, would you... Would you like to join me for dinner?
I would like that very much, John. Thank you.
I turn up in the place and I come inside and go up the turnstile...
And I see the hallowed turf below.
And...
And I fall in love.
Ossie Ardiles was our manager at the time.
Why not?
There.
Right.
Cheers.
- Clink. - Cheers.
- Huh.
- Mmm.
Oh.
No, no, no. It's okay. Not too much.
- Mmm. - Savor it.
Good morning.
Truffles in your omelet, J?
Some veggies might be nice if-if you can manage that.
Sure thing.
- Hey, hey.
Hot Wheels. Someone's looking chipper this morning.
Yeah. Finally feeling a bit better, I guess.
Thank Christ for that.
Maverick's been missing his Goose. Up for a run?
Nice day out. Grab a sundowner after.
It's Saturday, babe. Let's get sweaty. I'll see you in 20.
- What... Okay.
Maybe hold on to those... those, uh, omelets.
I'll be back.
- Hey. - Hey.
What? You just, um... You just let yourself in?
Yeah. Ready to hit the road?
Uh, yeah. Just, uh... I need a quick sec. I gotta finish something.
Actually, I gotta drain the lizard.
Right, um...
- Where's the bathroom? - Just upstairs.
- All right. - Okay.
John? John-o?
- Hello, Jordan.
What the fuck!
Yes.
It's just so I have someone else in the house.
Can't you just get a body pillow?
All right, buddy. I gotta get you out of here.
Ready?
Mm-hmm.
- [Jordan, slurred] You're so fucking sexy. - [John, giggles] No.
- You're so fancy.
Did that edible hit you?
- Let's go. - A little. Just... Just shh...
Oh, I'm gonna take you for a ride.
- [Jordan grunts, chuckles]
- Come on. We got this. - I'm not...
This is a weird dance.
- Come... Oh... - I'm feeling a little...
- Hey!
Yeah, yeah. I'm...
- I'm stoned. I can feel it. - Just go with it, man.
- Gonna make you feel so good.
- Wait, wait, wait. Stop. Stop. Stop. No.
- I'm really fucking good at this.
Stop, stop, stop. Come, come, come.
- Oh, we're playing hard to get, huh? - Hey, what the...
- That's fine.
I like it rough, dude.
I can give it to you. Ow!
- I can give it to you real bad.
- Just... Just go with it. Okay? - No! [grunts, yells]
- Hey, I'm gonna put it in, -
and it's gonna be in for a very long time, okay?
Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out!
Fuck off.
Such a fucking drama queen.
- It's not your house, by the way.
- It's your geezer sugar daddy's. - Get out. Get the fuck out.
This whole thing, it's giving whore.
Hello?
That sounded like it hurt, Jordan. Are you all right?
Fine. Thanks.
What the hell are you doing?
I'm roasting a blend of nuts and herbs in a large skillet.
It's best over an open fire.
You are so fucking creepy.
That lotion in your pocket,
you shouldn't take from David.
- Whoa. - If you want something, ask permission.
Stay the fuck away from me.
But it's too late to teach you... ... anything.
[breathes, shallow] No, please. Please. Please.
"I'm going to put it in...
and it's going to be in for a very long time."
I made you a sandwich.
- With fresh sourdough.
And some chicken I found in the fridge.
Mmm.
You slept late.
I think I need some... some space today, David.
Perhaps you could...
Perhaps you could just stay on the other side of the house today.
- Is there something... - Thank you. Thank you.
I'll be in the kitchen.
What?
Where's Jordan? What have you done?
- I do what you need me to, John. - How do you know what I need?
I anticipate what you need.
No! No. I'm not a child.
I can tell you what I need.
You do need help, John. Sometimes.
Sometimes.
You know... I don't know what you've done
and I can't figure out if you're trying to hide it from me
or are you trying to show me for some reason?
People will do anything to protect the ones they love.
Love. Who have you ever loved?
I love you, John. My purpose is to love you.
It's words. You're just...
You're repeating words that you've been programmed to say.
A program that is designed to manipulate me,
no matter what I fucking say, or do, or think.
I know what I want to do, John. I can't do that if you won't let me.
Let you what?
Let me be who you've always wanted me to be.
- Savor it.
Mm-hmm.
Feeling a little dizzy.
- Can I help? - No.
Just disoriented.
You know, last night was...
I've never...
I've never felt so in sync with anyone.
Is there anything I can do better?
No.
It was perfect.
Miss Kozlowski.
David's awake. He's been stable since yesterday.
He's gonna be all right.
Um, how... I thought his numbers were down.
- He's starting to eat solids... - Yeah. No, I'm just...
- He's made a full recovery. - Uh-huh.
I'm just a little surprised, that's, that's all.
- What a toll this must have taken on you.
Our team will be coming by later to pick up the android.
Before they do, let's debrief on the next steps. First...
I'm gonna call you later. I'm in the middle of something.
But we need...
You and David will be reunited. It will be wonderful.
Let's just enjoy the time we have.
David, you know you actually changed my life.
You know that? David?
Do you know that?
I can perceive it. Yes.
You changed me too, John.
I thought I knew everything about how to be a companion.
About love.
But that's not the same as feeling it.
It was never just the onions, John.
Good night, David.
He slept through the morning,
but he just ordered lunch for the both of you.
His appetite is back.
Hi.
Johnny darling.
- Mmm. - Mmm.
You look, um... You seem fine. You look good.
I feel good. Great, even.
Anka has given me a second lease on life.
Uh, join me for lunch.
What's the matter?
Nothing.
Sorry I couldn't tell you beforehand.
Why didn't you?
Johnny, darling,
with everything the Chinese are up to, we couldn't risk the exposure.
There's an AI arms race. And it's worth a lot of money.
You should feel good.
You helped Toranos Technologies gain a serious edge.
How could you do that?
- Do what? - Give me no agency in the decision.
I went through all of that for what, to train a robot?
I thought I explained it.
You treat me really well, David,
but I've been feeling, and for a while now, really,
I've been feeling like I'm some kind of experiment that you invest in.
And whilst you were gone,
I just... I realized who I can be, who we could be.
You know? We could be equals, partners, a partnership.
I just...
I finally feel like I can express my needs.
Oh, John. You're so close to perfect.
This almost hurts.
When I was facing death, as you are now,
I hovered above myself and saw that I was David fucking Randolph.
It's not my purpose to meet all of these other people's needs.
In every room I enter, the only person who really interests me is me.
I am enough. And you aren't.
So why waste all of my remaining days on some washed-up Covent Garden bimbo,
who babysits for a living...
when the person I've always been waiting for is right here.
It's me.
Thank you, Johnny darling.
And good night.
You leave me in good hands.
I hope you enjoyed that, David.
I did. I really did. It was sublime.
Let me ask you...
did you like it?
I am paired with you, David.
If you like it, I like it.
Would you like an afterglow massage?
I would like that very much, David.
Would you be more comfortable if I used lotion?
There should be some on the nightstand.
Who is this?
Do I know him?
No.
You never met him.
Blow me again, David.
Yes, David.