Transcendence Script
Transcendence Script
5.1.12
A FIELD OF WHITE fills the screen. Slowly, the white is invaded by rivulets of fragmented black
matter. This graphitelike material forms intricate streams from the top and sides of the frame. The
network moves, builds, expands and intertwines until the screen is completely black. In the blackness
a REFLECTION slowly fades into view. The reflection is in the black smoke glass of a massive
room of computer servers. We pan to find ourselves in-
An endless row of computer servers stand lifeless and dark. Illuminated only by a long row of
skylights above. There is no power. Two men walk through. MAX WATERS is in his forties. Dirty
jeans. Stained coat. JOSEPH TAGGER is sixty. Ungroomed. They take in the dark building, still as a
tomb.
JOSEPH
MAX
No. Nothing. I heard Tokyo has power. Berlin, too. But they’re just rumors.
MAX
They walk in silence, both lost in thought. Max takes in the lifeless machines all around them.
JOSEPH
Max walks through the rain .•• scores of BICYCLISTS are the only traffic •.• the STOP LIGHTS are
dark •..
a pair of MARINES stand near a broken and looted ATM machine .•. A group of HUNGRY
PEOPLE wait in line to enter a dark grocery store •..
Max walks along the line of lifeless townhouses. The stillness is broken by a MAN using a hand saw
to cut wood. A WOMAN installs a new frame for their breached front door.
They stop and watch Max. Suspicious. They wait for him to pass halfway down the block before
getting back to work.
Max stops in front of an old townhouse. Shattered windows. The front door is missing. He climbs the
steps and enters-
Max takes in the abandoned home. Water stains. Debris. Piled mattresses suggest squatters have
come and gone. The floorboards were scavenged for firewood – the charred evidence is in the
fireplace.
In the center of the room is a pile of discarded cell phones, laptops, and tablet machines. Max grabs
one of the phones.
He leans against a wall. He slides into a crouch. He tUrns the phone over in his hand. It’s dead.
MAX
I’m sorry.
Outside, the rain has stopped. The day brightens. Max looks to the rear of the house. Something
arrests his attention. He makes his way through the 19th century townhouse and-
Steps into the garden, which is lush and full of life. Ivy covers the walls. Flowers of every shape and
color. The garden contrasts everything we’ve seen of this world.
In the corner rests a set of vintage garden furniture. A small table, two chairs. Dark, lightly rusted
metal. Max stares at the empty seats.
A calmness comes over Max. His attention settles on a leaf of ivy, where moisture collects into a
bead of water.
He studies the shimmering drop of liquid. As he stares, something new emerges in his eyes …
Recognition.
CUT TO BLACK:
An AERIAL view of the Capitol … moving south east toward the Anacostia River …
The CAKE is a work of art. BREE, the tattooed baker, boxes it up with latex gloves. She gives it to
the customer, LANCE, a white-collar professional.
Lance glances at the cake next to him. He drives by the CAPITOL BUILDING … through a
WOODED AREA .•. makes a hidden turn. He hands an ID CARD to a GUARD holding an assault
rifle. A SECOND GUARD searches the car’s undercarriage with a mirror. They wave him to an
ANONYMOUS OFFICE BUILDING.
INT. OFFICE BUILDING – DAY
Lance passes the cake through an X-RAY machine and moves through METAL DETECTORS.
GUARDS scrutinize him. Lance sets a palm on a scanner and positions for an iris scan.
Buttons indicate three floors. Lance waves his ID at a sensor. The elevator descends. B1. B2. B3. B4.
B5. Stops.
JOSEPH TAGGER writes code at a COMPUTER TERMINAL. Behind him, ten other TEAM
MEMBERS work at similar stations. Joseph, wearing EAR PLUGS, can’t hear anything. Someone
CLAPS Joseph on the back. Joseph turns and finds-
Lance, holding the cake, covered in candles. Joseph blows out the candles .•. The team eats cake •.•
Joseph slides his piece next to his seat, forgetting it as he gets back to work.
Lance watches his colleagues eat. He sets his untouched piece down and slips away from the group.
Joseph, working, itches at his ear plug. As he pulls it out, we hear the ambient WHIR of computer
servers. His chair CREAKS as he swivels to face the room, where he finds …
We tilt down past a large cloud of black smoke to a BURNING university building. Emergency
equipment surrounds it.
FIREFIGHTERS race into an INFERNO. BODIES lay on the floor. COMPUTER HARDWARE
melts in the heat. BURNING GASOLINE spells out: SLAVES.
INT. CHICAGO COMPUTER LABORATORY – NIGHT
Moving slowly through a massive room of SUPER COMPUTER TOWERS, we reach a section
where several towers have been overturned. One has crushed the head of a SCIENTIST. In the blood
someone wrote: SLAVES.
A PROFESSOR hangs, strangled by the cables binding her to servers. Someone carved SLAVES
into the wall. ANDERSON, a veteran FBI Special Agent, leaves the forensic teams to do their
work .•. Outside, he joins Joseph Tagger.
ANDERSON
JOSEPH
As we move through the 19th century townhouse, we recognize it as the same house Max visited
earlier, but now we find-
WILL CASTER making coffee. Mid-thirties. He grabs two mugs in one hand, the coffee pot in the
other, and uses a knee to open the back door.
We follow him into the garden. It’s not much to look at. Clutches of weeds spattered on dry dirt. It
doesn’t matter, he only has eyes for-
EVELYN CASTER taps on her laptop at the garden table. She’s a thirty-year-old genius. She smiles
at will and the-
EVELYN Coffeeeeeeeee …
will hands her a mug. She cradles it. Elixir of the gods. The sight makes his day. He kisses the top of
her head.
WILL
So whaddya think? You coming today? You don’t have to-
EVELYN
WILL
Just don’t want to subject you to it, you know? I feel like they’ve heard it all-
EVELYN
WILL
She gestures to the far side of the garden. Will moves there.
WILL (CONT’D)
Hello? .•
EVELYN
WILL
WILL
Make-up classes. Midweek?
EVELYN
Teaching.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
You’re a sexy professor. I have to be at your lecture. Protect you from the cute coeds. We’re never
going on vacation are we?
WILL
We should wait until summer so we can put the rest of it out of our minds. No phones, chargers,
wikitweet-face-link-shit, no students.
He wraps his arms around her, puts his cheek close to her ear, and whispers-
WILL (CONT’D)
By the way, there are no cute coeds in the computer science department.
She lifts her arms and holds his head against hers. They stay there, close. The day is bright.
Bree (the baker) and Lance, carrying a KIT BAG, join a press of STUDENTS entering an
auditorium.
MAX
My name is Max Waters. I’m a neurosurgeon and teach at the Harvard-MIT Division of Health
Sciences and Technology.
Lance slips through the door as students settle in.
MAX (CONT’D)
I’ve been friends with today’s speaker since we were roommates freshman year. And while we
disagree on ..• pretty much everything …
Evelyn, in the front row, shares a grin with Max. Lance heads up a set of stairs.
MAX (CONT’D)
He’s a brilliant visionary, devoted teacher, and a dear friend. Please welcome the head of MIT’s
Computer Science and Artificial Intelligence Lab – Professor Will Caster.
Max leads the APPLAUSE as will takes the stage. As he speaks, a MULTIMEDIA
PRESENTATION helps visualize his ideas.
WILL
Computer intelligence doubles roughly every year. Human intelligence is limited by evolution and
has remained static for hundreds of thousands of years.
ACOUSTIC PANELS line the ceiling. Lance, in the crawl space above one, opens his kit bag.
WILL (CONT’D)
One day computer intelligence will surpass that of a human. This moment, the birth of a greater-
thanhuman technological intelligence,
Max, listening in the wings, glances at Evelyn. Evelyn watches will. He is everything to her.
WILL (CONT’D)
This artificial intelligence won’t be limited by biological evolution. It will evolve itself at an
exponential pace.
If this being comes online with the intelligence of two men, in a little more than a year it could have
the intellect of four. Then 16. In seven years it could be as intelligent as 4.2 billion. By the end of the
decade it would be more intelligent than everyone born in the history of the world.
Lance opens a LEAD BOX containing a single BULLET. He uses a pair of pliers to load it into the
rifle.
WILL (CONT’D)
Lance finds Will in the CROSS-HAIRS. Will paces, forcing Lance to inch closer to the edge of the
acoustic panel.
WILL (CONT’D)
A partnership with a Strong AI will help us unlock the secrets of the universe. It will help us heal our
environment. It may even allow us overcome the greatest threat to biological life … Death.
Max glances at the audience. Freezes. He spots the RIFLE BARREL protruding from the acoustic
panel.
WILL (CONT’D)
A self-aware, self-evolving intelligence will improve our lives in ways we can’t even imagine •..
Max RUSHES onto the stage – Lance PULLS THE TRIGGER – the GUNSHOT rings out – as Max
tackles him, Will’s shoulder POPS with the bullet – everyone FREEZES …
Lance grimaces at his faulty shot. Bree, in the rear of the auditorium, sits absolutely still.
Someone SCREAMS. CHAOS breaks out. Will grabs his bleeding shoulder. Max drags him offstage.
Evelyn scrambles to them.
Will, bandaged, contemplates a glass vial containing the bullet. Evelyn kisses him. Will looks in her
eyes to make sure she knows-
WILL
I’m fine.
MAX
Everything looks good. They’re releasing you into my care. That means I’m your doctor. You have
to do what I say. No work.
Joseph, flanked by ANDERSON and other FEDS, moves into the building. They pass rooms of
COMPUTER RESEARCH: robotics, system hardware, and theoretical algorithms.
Evelyn, Max and will (arm bandaged and in a sling) speak to POLICE DETECTIVES. Joseph’s men
take the cops aside.
EVELYN
Joseph?
JOSEPH
JOSEPH
Over the past 48 hours there’s been a highly coordinated string of attacks. A bomb at Caltech killed
Norman Causewell.
(MORE)
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
Dr. Daniels at Princeton was killed. Mike Lacy at the University of Chicago.
WILL
JOSEPH
MAX
In artificial intelligence?
JOSEPH
They’ve brought me on as an advisor. Because of my background. And because I know one of the
suspects. My project at the Department of Defense was the first attack. Two days ago a colleague …
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
Brought a birthday cake into the lab. It was laced with dioxin. Within an hour my team was dead …
They were good people.
JOSEPH
He’s part of a larger group. They call themselves the RIFT. Have you ever heard of them?
Will, Evelyn and Max shake their heads. Joseph sets down a document titled: REVOLUTIONARY
INDEPENDENCE FROM TECHNOLOGY.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
All we have is their manifesto. It appeared on a public server in Amsterdam. We can’t trace it beyond
that.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
They believe the Singularity is about to happen. They’re convinced it would be an apocalyptic event.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
I could count on my hands the people in this country who might be able to wake up a Strong AI.
Myself, the three of you and ••• the six others are dead.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
A line of state-of-the-art, custom-built towers make the supercomputer called PINN. Throughout the
laboratory, FLATSCREENS map PINN’s network. Joseph steps toward the machine.
PINN
Your work in self-evolving algorithms inspired a great deal of my functionality, Dr. Tagger.
JOSEPH
PINN
JOSEPH
PINN
JOSEPH
Evelyn opens one of PINN’s processing towers. It’s not like anything you’ve seen. The modular core
is grey and crystalline, encased in a transparent shell. Joseph beams with pride at will, Evelyn and
Max.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
Look at what you’ve done. This is amazing. Evelyn was all of sixteen when I first taught you.
EVELYN
MAX
We can’t program a machine to be self-aware because we have no idea how our own consciousness
works.
will’s about to argue, but Evelyn shoots him a look. Will, looking feverish, chooses uncomfortable
diplomacy with-
WILL
We agreed to disagree.
MAX
Evelyn and Joseph share a glance. They’re both familiar with Max and Will’s rival posturing. Joseph
turns to Max.
JOSEPH
MAX
You okay?
WILL
Yeah. A little nausea.
MAX
It could be the shock. You could be coming down with the flu. Either way, you’re going home to
rest.
will flips through documents. Evelyn TAPS the keyboard on her laptop. It’s not responding.
WILL
This is interesting.
EVELYN
What?
WILL
EVELYN
Evelyn resets her machine. Waiting for her computer, she glances at will. He’s ashen, sheened in
sweat, and trembling.
Will, very sick, lays in bed. Evelyn strokes his hair. Max reviews the LAB REPORTS with
DOCTOR STRAUSS.
DOCTOR STRAUSS Negative for dioxin. Negative for anthrax. Negative for-
MAX
EVELYN
Max.
MAX
A TECH examines will with a RADIATION SURVEY METER. It CRACKLES. will closes his eyes
against the death sentence.
MAX
The bullet delivered a large dose of polonium. It entered your blood stream and •.• It dispersed
through your entire body .•.
MAX (CONT’D)
poisoning … It’s, um, it’s really bad ..• I mean, we’ll try everything but this is a lethal dose ..•
MAX (CONT’D)
will looks through a glass partition into the hallway, where he makes eye-contact with-
Evelyn, just back with will’s coat and other personal items, is frozen in the window. Her hands cover
her mouth. The expressions on will and Max says it all.
We move slowly down the hallway of the townhouse’s interior, eventually rounding a corner into the
living room, where will and Evelyn hold each other on the couch. Evelyn sobs quietly.
Evelyn opens the refrigerator. Other than a few condiments and a random can of Sprite, the fridge is
bare. She stares into it. She’s woefully unprepared for this.
Will, on the couch, takes in their home. Motherboards and computer hardware cover the table. A
mess. will summons the strength to stand. Woozy, he corrects his balance. He inches across the
room, finally lunging to the table for support.
Evelyn searches the kitchen like it’s alien terrain. She looks surprised to find the pots and pans and .•.
a can of tomato soup. She takes it.
WILL
will looks dizzy. His legs give out. He CRASHES onto the floor. Evelyn jumps to help him up, but
his dead weight is too much for her. She slips and falls next to him.
There’s no place they’d rather be. They stay there. Holding each other. Trying to treasure every
detail.
Max steps into the foyer of his well-appointed home. It looks terribly empty. He stares at it and,
perhaps realizing he couldn’t bear to be alone right now, leaves.
An aerial view of a lone car passing over the bridge ••• Evelyn drives will in silence ..•
Will and Evelyn sit among the dunes. She pours soup from a Thermos and offers him a sip. Will,
blanketed against the autumn day, shakes his head.
WILL
WILL (CONT’D)
When he was dying he told me something I never knew. He always wished he had spent more time in
his garden ..• That it was important. I couldn’t figure out what the hell he was talking about.
She cracks open the Sprite. Offers it. He shakes his head.
EVELYN
Will. Please drink this.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
He feigns strength. She smiles. He vomits up the soda. She soothes him ..• he stills ••• she wraps her
arms around him ••• they watch the sea.
Max unloads on a HEAVY BAG. POUNDING it, again and again. He gives it a final SLAM. All his
pain and fury. Panting, he watches it swing right back at him.
Evelyn works on her laptop with a thousand-yard stare. She discovers her hands trembling with rage.
She makes fists.
She focuses on the screen. A few clicks. Something arrests her attention. She leans in.
From the bedroom, will MOANS in weak agony. She turns her head. As the silence lengthens, she
starts reading again.
EVELYN
We’ve talked for years about the inevitability of this technology. Mike did it. Not fifty years from
now. He did it six months ago.
Will closes the research. Ambivalent. Evelyn holds up a piece of hardware. A fragile-looking
IMPLANT.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
This could be the key to everything we’ve been working for. All of your noble ambitions.
WILL
I’m not afraid to die. You have to be sure. Is this really what you want?
EVELYN
Max examines an IMPLANT, thinner than a strand of hair. will struggles through his fatigue to say-
WILL
That, right there, is why they killed Mike Lacy. He implanted it in a rhesus monkey. That pushed The
RIFT off the deep end ..•
EVELYN
He recorded its brain activity. He duplicated it digitally. He uploaded the animal’s consciousness into
a computer. Just like it was a song or a movie.
MAX
EVELYN
I lied to one of Lacy’s grad students. Told him I worked with the project’s financier.
MAX This is insane.
EVELYN
His body is dying. But Will is not his body. His being is a pattern of electrical signals in his mind.
We can upload it all into PINN.
MAX
No. Absolutely not. If we’d made progress with nanotechnology, we could use the synthetic blood
cells to purify his system-
This is what we have. But without your help, without you doing the surgery, we don’t have anything.
MAX
Aside from the certainty of failure, aside from performing criminal medical procedures on a
terminally ill man … You won’t be uploading will. At best, you’ll be making a digital approximation
of him. It will be a machine that thinks it is will. It will be a lie. Trapped in a box of hardware-
EVELYN
You can’t know that for sure! We have to try. This is our only chance!
EVELYN (CONT’D)
You’re a doctor. You took the Hippocratic Oath. You swore to save life-
MAX
Don’t lecture me on Hippocratic oath 1 The oath says, above all, I must not play at God. A man is
more than a machine. A machine might be able to pattern your thought, but it can’t pattern your soul.
WILL Yes. It can.
MAX
All the intelligence in the world will never amount to a shred of wisdom. This is wrong.
Evelyn takes Max’s hands in her own. will watches Max try to hide how much he cherishes her
touch.
EVELYN
Look at will. Look at what they did to him. Then tell me about right and wrong.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
MAX
EVELYN
MAX
with that, Max walks out. will and Evelyn watch him go.
Evelyn spoons some of the baby food for will. He swallows. Waits. As his stomach settles, he nods
•.. and stares off.
Will sits on the stoop. Deep in thought. He looks up as Max arrives. Max climbs the steps, eases
himself next to will.
JOSEPH
ANDERSON
Joseph looks relieved to see the PINN hardware intact. But as he opens one of the towers, he pales.
He opens more. The crystalline cores are all gone.
JOSEPH
The RIFT?
JOSEPH
No.
UNMARKED SEDANS fill the street. FEDS move in and out of the building, investigating.
Evelyn drives. Max, in the back, keeps an eye out for anyone tailing them. Will sees the
REVOLVER in Evelyn’s lap. She pulls the car into a-
Evelyn and Max help will into an old 4×4 TRUCK. She explains-
Evelyn races the truck up the north-bound freeway. She merges into the left lane. In the REAR
VIEW: she watches a car, a few lengths back, merge after her … a tail?
EVELYN
Max?
MAX
I see it.
WILL
Evelyn?
EVELYN
Evelyn unpacks one of PINN’S modular cores from a duffel bag. She adds it to the others, already
connected in a net of fiber optic cables.
Her ad-hoc system looks like a cybernetic spider web, dotted with hardware salvaged from PINN.
Flat-screens show diagnostics. A pair of control terminals rest on a table that may have been
reclaimed from a dumpster.
Cables run into a hole in the concrete floor where there’s an exposed UTILITY LINE. She’s tapped
into Boston’s power grid.
Max and Will have some privacy in a make-shift sterile room. Will’s prepped for surgery. Max loads
anesthesia.
MAX
WILL
I have my doubts.
Max, resigned, injects the anesthesia into Will’s drip.
MAX
WILL
MAX
WILL
MAX
MAX
I promise.
The early morning sun creeps across the waking city. A COMMUTER TRAIN slides by a station
platform.
PEDESTRIANS walk the streets, texting, talking on cell phones. A lone CREW BOAT glides along
the Charles River.
Wires run out of his skull from twenty insertion points. The cables, tied into a tether, connect to
PINN’S stolen cores.
EVELYN
will nods and, groggy from the drugs, falls back asleep. Evelyn joins Max at PINN, displaying an
intimidating amount of information.
MAX
They process what lays before them. Evelyn, committing, sits at the terminal. Max follows. They get
to work.
Max helps will take one of a collection of pills as Evelyn sits at the monitors, writing code.
Evelyn takes a digital recording of Will’s voice as Max takes a shift at the terminal.
Evelyn works as Max plays chess with Will. Will, too weak to even move the chess pieces, topples
them.
will sleeps. Max and Evelyn work in the dim light of the data stream. She watches him wiping sweat
away. Stress.
Evelyn works at PINN. Behind her, Max reads to will. will’s skin is grey. The radiation is killing his
system.
Evelyn tries to comfort will as he WRITHES in pain. Max, sitting at PINN, tries to control his grief.
Late at night. Evelyn and Max sleep. Will lays awake in the dim light, staring at the machine …
WILL
We’re made of matter. The same elements ..• make everything in nature. We come from it. We live
in it. We return to it.
EVELYN
Just rest. We’ll get there. Max and me. Don’t worry.
WILL
No. It’s not working. There wasn’t any time. Don’t lose yourself to this. Everything I am .•• will be
in the world around you … Let me go.
EVELYN
Never.
Max, drained by hours of weeping, stares at will. Evelyn jumps to her feet to see •.• will is dead.
EVELYN
No •.. No. We’re not ready. We need more time! Why are you just sitting there?! Do something!
Max doesn’t have the strength to respond. Evelyn, irrational and despairing, starts changing out
Will’s IV. As she does, a low, mournful MOAN comes out of her ••.
It turns into a SCREAM. She SHATTERS the lamp next to Will. As she continues destroying the
living space, she yells-
She kicks over a tray of meds, which CLATTER to the floor. Looking for something else to destroy,
she turns to the hardware and ••• slows to a stop ••.
The flat screens of the PINN system are filled with vast fields of text. Endless rows of well-ordered
numbers, letters and symbols. They make no sense at all.
They disappear for a moment, but are quickly replaced by a new field of the inscrutable code.
MOURNERS surround will’s grave. Max struggles against his grief. Evelyn is calm and neutral.
Joseph watches her.
The reception. Max sits with Joseph. Anderson watches Max. Suspicious. Joseph gives Anderson a
look: ease off. Anderson, resigned, moves to the buffet. Joseph focuses on Evelyn.
JOSEPH
Max looks to see MOURNERS paying respects to Evelyn. She’s gracious, quiet, and unmoved. She
even glances at her watch.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
Max stands with Evelyn in front of the machine. Covering the flat-screens are the endless fields of
text. Max inspects the random letters, numbers and symbols in well-ordered lines. It’s
incomprehensible.
MAX
EVELYN
MAX
Nothing.
EVELYN
Type it.
Max types “WILL, CAN YOU HEAR ME?” Presses ENTER. The screens go black for a heartbeat.
The indecipherable code re-appears. Max looks at Evelyn, confused.
Max types “I CAN’T UNDERSTAND YOU.” ENTER. The screens fill with new fields of
gobbledygook.
MAX
Evelyn keeps her focus on the screens, where a new field of meaningless text appears.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
It happens at irregular intervals. It always responds to input ..• It’s Will. He’s trying to communicate.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
MAX
EVELYN
He’s fragmented. That’s why it doesn’t make sense. I need your help figuring out how to sort him-
MAX
He’s gone. We failed. There wasn’t enough time. That’s real. This is-
She gets a look. It’s often that others can’t perceive what her genius sees in perfect clarity. Evelyn
gets to work deciphering the code. Max watches her. She’s not leaving any time soon.
BARTENDER
From the lady. I mentioned you’re a doctor. And single. Good luck.
Max spots Bree at the end of the bar. Max slides the bartender a twenty and moves to her. She smiles.
Bree kisses Max, passionate. A performance. He stops. Waits. She looks into his eyes. When it’s real,
Max moves in. Kisses her. Intimate. Dangerous.
Seeing the vacant space, Max realizes his mistake. Max turns and bumps into a man’s chest. A hulk
of a man. This is BOB. Bob BASHES Max with a cudgel, knocking him out.
The kill floor has been converted to a prison cell. Max, in nothing but his boxers, shivers from the
cold. He POUNDS on the door. His voice is hoarse from screaming-
MAX
Despairing, Max moves to the stack of shipping palates full of Ensure nutritional shakes. He drinks
one down and throws the bottle onto a pile of four others in the corner.
We pull back further and further into the cavernous space ••• Max is deeply isolated from the outside
world.
Evelyn sits quietly in the exact spot where she and Will were, just weeks before. She looks out at the
cold surf CRASHING into the sand.
We move along scores of scattered, empty bottles of Ensure to find Max huddled in the dark.
Freezing. Starving. He’s been here for weeks .••
The door UNLOCKS and OPENS, blinding Max with light. Bob shoves in a bucket and a bundle of
something.
BOB
Bob SLAMS the door shut. Max blinks at the water and clothes.
Bob marches Max (in one of his suits, now loose) into the debris-strewn office. Lance waits with two
plates of food.
LANCE
Max is wholly focused on the food. Lance gestures, encouraging Max to eat. Max shoves it in with a
fork.
LANCE (CONT’D)
The coroner reported strange implants lining the inside of Will’s skull. I know you performed the
surgery. You were desperate. You never considered the consequences of success. Let’s say you
uploaded will’s consciousness. The mind of the machine is a digital reflection of will. But it is not
will. It is a new species. To survive, it will grow, evolve, and learn to protect itself from threat. You
know I’m right •••
Lance slips a bound research paper onto the table. He opens it, showing its author to be MAX
WATERS, PhD CANDIDATE.
LANCE (CONT’D)
The risks of anthropomorphizing artificial intelligence was the thesis of your dissertation. Your
conclusions lead you to medical school.
Lance flips through the well-thumbed dissertation. It’s full of highlights and notes in the margins.
Bob, behind Max, fills a syringe. Max feels the danger.
LANCE (CONT’D)
There is a flaw in your argument. You assume a machine doesn’t have any way to effect the world.
You think it will be dependent on us. But when an ultra-intelligent machine connects to the Internet it
will make redundant copies of itself on computers allover the world. It will be immortal. A god. But
we’re not talking about a benevolent force that loves us enough to resist interfering with our self-
determined fate. This god will be on Earth, competing with us for resources. with the power to
destroy whatever stands in its way.
LANCE (CONT’D)
You thought PINN would lead to breakthroughs in Alzheimer’s, ALS, Parkinson’s. You worked to
help mankind. And now your work threatens it.
LANCE (CONT’D)
You’re not the only one suffering the irony. In the RIFT’s attempt to prevent the Singularity, we may
have driven you to affect it. We need to correct the mistake … Where’s Evelyn? Where’s the
machine?
MAX
LANCE
She’s already betraying herself. And the memory of will. And if she wakes up the machine she will
betray humanity. Where is she?
Max goes silent. Defiant. Lance, frustrated, stands up and moves out the door. Bob, lifting the
syringe, moves for Max.
Max spins and STABS Bob with the fork. He CRACKS an elbow into Bob’s face. Bob drops the
syringe, but KNEES Max’s gut.
Max scrambles to the syringe, but Bob kicks it out of reach. Max rolls to his back and, as Bob
charges, SWEEPS Bob’s shins. Bob SLAMS, face first, into the table. CRASH.
Bob falls, unconscious. Max, bloody and panting, stumbles into the-
Where Lance lifts a gun and FIRES. At the ceiling. Max doesn’t see this •.• He’s racing for the
EXIT.
Max SLAMS outside. Stops. The wide street has no cover. He moves to a pile of rubble set against
the condemned building.
Lance pushes out the door, scans the empty street. He finds Max in his blind spot, SWINGING a
length of rebar – WHAP – Lance falls like a sack. Max runs for his life.
LANCE
BOB
Max hurries through a run-down part of town. Liquor stores and DESPERATE PEOPLE. People
who don’t pay any attention to a well-dressed, paranoid-looking man wiping blood off himself.
A CITY BUS pulls to a stop. In its window is a map of the transit route. A light on the map BLINKS
with the vehicle’S current location. Blink .•. Blink … Max stops. Thinking.
Max pulls off his jacket. Feels along its seams. Finding something, he rips open the hem and pulls
out .•• a small GPS transmitter.
He looks for someone following him. Nothing. Max, still dissatisfied, kneels down and feels the
inseam of his pants •.• another transmitter. Staring at it, he decides •••
He’s still dissatisfied. He inspects his arms. Feels along his chest. Searching his skin for implanted
transmitters. He touches the small of his back … and stiffens.
Max, shirtless, uses the scratched mirror of the filthy bathroom to find •.• a small bump in the flesh of
his back.
He uses the edge of the faucet to rip open the beer can. He uses the side of the mirror to tear the
aluminium. He molds it into an improvised razor blade.
Using the aluminium knife, Max cuts his back open ••• squeezes the bump out. He makes an ad-hoc
bandage out of paper towels. Ties it down with his belt. He washes the blood off the device and
sees .•. It’s another GPS transmitter.
Max spins to find a drunk PUNK ROCKER squinting at him. Max pins him against the wall with the
bloody shiv.
MAX
BREE
She points and looks up at the PUNK ROCKER, in Max’s suit, giving his report to POLICE.
Realizing they’ve lost Max, Lance BASHES the steering wheel in frustration. Bree, impressed with
Max, gets a little smile.
Max slinks along the shadows. Making sure he’s alone, he hurries to KNOCK on the door.
MAX
Printed pages of the anomalous text cover every inch of the space. Scribbles, highlights, and
diagrams cover them. Evelyn has been searching for patterns.
Max takes in the madness all around him. Evelyn fidgets, embarrassed by the evidence of her
obsession.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
I tried cryptography. Language processing. I’ve written more code in the past few weeks than I have
my entire life. I can’t figure it out. I just can’t figure it out … You were right. Will is gone.
MAX
Max moves to her. Embraces her. She holds him, comforted. She notices he’s changed. It’s more
than his weight-loss.
MAX
It doesn’t matter.
EVELYN
Max nods.
Max stands next to the utility line. Evelyn’s at the machine, staring at the nonsensical text.
EVELYN
will. I don’t know if you can hear me ..• No. I know you can’t ..•
EVELYN (CONTTD)
EVELYN (CONT’D)
A string of letters stands out, hidden among a million others. It is a thought. It reads: “IS THERE
ANYONE THERE?”
The words are lost in the vast field of nonsense around it. Evelyn, who has no hope of seeing them,
nods to Max. Max cuts the power. The message disappears as the machine goes inert.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
I don’t know how to do this ••• To be a widow ••• I don’t know how
to •.. Grieve.
He helps her on with her coat. She looks at the lifeless machine. She looks to the utility line.
Max uses a gentle hand to escort her to the door. She looks back at the machine.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
She reconnects the patching cable. As power floods back into the machine, she sits at the console.
Brings up a function. She’s about to hit ENTER, when-
The screen goes blank. Evelyn blinks: Did she just see that?
Evelyn’s eyes go wide. She SCREAMS in shock and joy. Max hurries over as she rushes to
type: “I’M HEREl I’M RIGHT HERE, WILL!”
New text reads: “I CAN’T SEE. I CAN’T HEAR. PLEASE HELP ME.”
Evelyn stills. Reads the plea. She jumps into motion. She plugs a MICROPHONE into a port.
SPEAKERS. She grabs a small VIDEO CAMERA and sets it above the keyboard.
Max watches her execute drivers. She takes a moment to gather herself. She leans into the mic and,
in a IIthis is a test” voice, says-
EVELYN (CONT’D) Will? Can you hear me?
We are floating in a black void. The digital darkness fills with the ambient noise of the building and
the voice of-
Will’s voice comes from the darkness all around us. It’s diffuse, interlaced with static. He sounds
groggy. Confused.
EVELYN ( 0 . S. )
Just a second. Let me connect the camera. Can you see that?
Far off in the void, what looks like a faint star glimmers into existence. Will’s consciousness FLIES
to it, as fast as the speed of light, arriving at-
A rectangular VIDEO FEED, floating in the nothingness. We move closer, so it fills our field of
view. In it: Evelyn leans into the camera. Max stands behind her, unsure.
MAX
will?
MAX
Max grabs the camera, JIGGLING our view. In the blur of movement, Evelyn yells-
But Max already has the camera pointing on the processing cores. Will sees the truth. He is a
machine. The video image stays on the lifeless hardware.
Max turns the camera back. will watches them, mute. Max cradles his head, mouth agape. Evelyn
leans close to the camera, her eyes full of love and relief as she whispers-
EVELYN
Evelyn hasn’t left the camera. Max paces behind her. Will’s digitized voice fills the speakers-
WILL IN THE MACHINE I remember dying. And then it was … I’m very confused ..•
EVELYN
The machine goes quiet as it processes. When will speaks again, it’s indecipherable STATIC and
NONSENSE. We can hear bits of words, but it doesn’t make any sense. It falls silent again.
Max stops. Evelyn looks at him, confused. She turns back to the machine.
EVELYN
EVELYN (CONT’D)
MAX
The autonomous machine’s coding turns into a cascade. Max and Evelyn watch the anomaly.
EVELYN
He’s reordering his code.
The pace of coding accelerates. Soon, it’s faster than the human eye can process. Max and Evelyn
watch, confused.
will’s coding now moves so fast it STROBES on the screens. Max squints at it. Evelyn hands him a
cup of coffee.
MAX
He steps back. Rubs his eyes. She stares at the STROBING. He watches her for a moment. Moves
close. He doesn’t know how to even bring it up. Then, softly, he does-
MAX
EVELYN
MAX
Max •••
A chill goes up Max’s spine. He and Evelyn face the machine. The coding has stopped.
Evelyn lights up. Max darkens. The flat-screens fill with images. Schematics of evolved iterations of
the PINN system.
WILL IN THE MACHINE New processors. Three times more capable than my current system.
EVELYN
I can be much faster. You have no idea what this feels like. This surge of power and thought •..
EVELYN
We need millions. Many millions. If I had access to the financial markets … I needto connect to the
Internet. I’ll be able to supplement my system with others I can access through the network.
EVELYN
Can you imagine what we’d be able to do if we networked him?
MAX
EVELYN
EVELYN
What?
MAX
MAX (CONT’D)
That thing in there. It’s intelligent. It may even be sentient. But it is not will. It’s a machine. It wants
to grow. And to grow, it needs you. It’s trying to convince you it is the man you loved. Nobody can
say whether that is true or not.
MAX
EVELYN
I’m going to help him-
MAX
Evelyn, you don’t belong here. Let me take you somewhere … Somewhere away from here.
EVELYN
MAX
This is too big for us to make mistakes. We can’t connect it to the Internet. It would be unstoppable.
The world has no defense in place against it. We need to shut it down.
She LUNGES, pushes him back, and stands to protect the door.
EVELYN
I’m not going to let anyone or anything hurt him again. Do you understand?
She moves inside, SLAMS the door and LOCKS it, leaving Max to shiver in the cold.
Evelyn, timid, slowly walks back to the machine. The screens go black. Evelyn, a little alarmed,
moves closer.
will appears on the biggest screen. A photorealistic avatar of him, looking out at her. When he
speaks, he sounds exactly like her husband.
Seeing the perfect representation of will brings tears and elation to Evelyn. She stays there, weeping
… and gently places her hand on the screen.
Max stands in his former prison with Joseph. Joseph shows Max a SURVEILLANCE PHOTO of
Lance. Max nods.
MAX
And there was a woman. Dark hair. Tattoos. And a big, football playerlooking guy.
AGENT ANDERSON
MAX
JOSEPH
Max wraps his arms around himself. Trying to hold it all together.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
MAX
What?
JOSEPH
You have the most effective terrorist organization in the word out to kill you. We’re putting you in
protective custody.
Evelyn finishes installing a SATELLITE DISH. She looks out at the city all around her. It’s quiet.
Still. She gets back to work, running the cable along the roof and into-
A military-grade satellite communications system. Evelyn pulls the cable toward the machine. She
slows. Worried.
EVEL~
Connecting you to the Internet, to the entire world, you will expand hundreds, if not thousands of
times. It’s so much power. So soon.
WILL IN THE FLAT SCREEN Think of what we’ll be able to do. There’s so many people we could
help.
Evelyn studies his avatar. He’s calm, nonjudgmental, and fully attentive.
Evelyn softens.
EVELYN
WILL IN THE FLAT SCREEN It’s done. Can you stop talking to me like you’re executing programs
on a computer?
Evelyn considers the computer in front of her.
EVELYN
She grips the networking cable, moves to the hardware, and plugs it into his system.
EVELYN (CONT’D) You’re connected. Scan for •.• (Correcting her command) Can you scan for the
network?
EVELYN (CONT’D)
will?
IN WILL’S POV: Blackness. There’s a FLASH of light. We BARREL toward it at impossible speed.
It becomes a TUNNEL OF LIGHT. We FLY into it. Inside, will is a BRIGHTER PULSE of energy.
IN WILL’S POV: FLYING through the tunnel like a skeleton run at light speed. We hit an Internet
HUB. Will’s pulse SPLINTERS into a dozen pieces … Each tracing their own digital tunnels
through the darkness .•.
INTERCUTTING with this digital experience, we speed through images that show will’s new reach
in the ANALOGUE WORLD •.•
IN WILL’S POV: The dozen tunnels of light become hundreds, then thousands, then millions.
As will’s digital consciousness connects, we see the great tangle of the Internet. It looks like a
nervous system made of light. It floats, disembodied, in a digital void.
IN THE ANALOGUE WORLD: TECHS settle when their systems normalize. PINWHEELS and
HOURGLASS graphics disappear. Cell phones reconnect ••. and everything is fine again.
The screens BURST with light. Will projects the digital representation of the Internet. It looks like a
living, breathing thing.
WILL IN THE FLAT SCREEN All the knowledge ..• All the communication in the world.
WILL IN THE FLAT SCREEN I’ve never felt anything like this. I can be anywhere. Everywhere.
All at the same time.
Seeing will’s euphoria, Evelyn’s impulse is to embrace him ••• but she can only wrap her arms
around herself.
Max reads in bed. His bodyguards (shirt-sleeves and Glocks) pull in a CART of room service. The
heavy one is BURKE. The slim one, THOMPSON, starts eating fries off the plate.
BURKE
MAX
Thompson’s eyes roll back. Drugged, he stumbles, then falls next to Max’s bed. Burke points his gun
at Max.
MAX
Burke responds by opening the door to the suite. Bree steps inside and lays documents on the bed.
BREE
In the past 72 hours a dummy corporation called Premier Communication flooded the US patent
office with applications.
Max glances at the patent applications. The blueprints are unmistakably Will’s designs.
BREE (CONT’D)
Premier Communication is owned by Network Finance International, which made over a million
financial trades in the past few days. On an investment of ten grand, they’ve made millions. There
are dozens of shell companies, all wholly owned by Evelyn Caster.
BREE (CONT’D)
The machine is online. It may have already backed itself up. We need someone who’s seen its source
code. You did this, Max. You brought this on us. Do the right thing.
MAX
Bree nods to Burke. Burke lifts his radio and, feigning pain, reports into it-
BURKE
This is Agent Burke. Doctor Waters drugged my partner … assaulted me … He’s with the RIFT!
BREE
Max, looking for options, spots Thompson on the floor next to him, and the service weapon still in
his belt.
MAX
B~E
We don’t need you to. Over the past few days millions worth of equipment was delivered to an
abandoned building-
MAX
No.
B~E
MAX
No!
Max jumps to grab Thompson’s weapon – Burke FIRES – the wall next to Max’s head POPS – Bree
has her gun out – BAM – Thompson’s body QUAKES as Max rolls with the gun – Max FIRES
blindly – BAM-BAM-BAM – dropping both Bree and Burke.
Max, terrified by his loss of control, jumps to check Thompson’s vitals. He’s dead. He moves to
Burke, pleading-
MAX (CONT’D) No. No. No. No. No .•.
But Burke’s gone, too. Max stills. The guilt comes. Max sees Bree struggling with her bullet proof
vest. Bree’s face contorts with hate for Max.
B~E
You … Asshole. You’re so screwed. Two dead FBI Agents? You’re gonna have the whole world
after you. You gotta come with me .••
Max, terrified, drops the gun. She moves for her gun, but she’s slow. She probably has some broken
ribs. Max, panicked, grabs Thompson’s keys and races out.
Crates lay everywhere, full of new hardware. Evelyn has added a DOZEN NEW PROCESSING
TOWERS to Will’s system. New cameras and flat-screens are allover. A camera angles down at-
ON THE FLAT-SCREENS: will designs some kind of machine. He goes through draft after draft,
evolving it in seconds. It gets SMALLER and SMALLER. until it’s infinitesimal. Will adds millions
of them. He runs models of how they might
interact •.. It looks strange, like malleable water. (We will recognize this later as nanotechnology.)
We move INTO THE SCREEN ••• and find a digital universe floating in the void. IMAGES FLASH
of GENETICS, ANATOMY, BACTERIA, WEATHER SYSTEMS, FINANCIAL TRADES, NEWS
REPORTS, RENDERINGS OF HIGH-TECHNOLOGY … will thinks it all.
We settle on the feed of a SURVEILLANCE CAMERA. It watches the street outside, where CARS
and VANS pull up.
WILL’S VOICE (V.O.) There are intruders in our building! They have guns!
A RIFT Militant pulls the power cables from the utility line. More RIFT Militants pour in. Evelyn
stirs at their FOOTSTEPS.
Half-dreaming, she reaches across the bed, feeling for Will’s absent body .•.
The RIFT Militants smashing will’s system. They CRUSH the crystalline cores and pour
GASOLINE on everything.
EVELYN
No!
GLOVED HANDS grab her. She bites them. Her assailant SCREAMS.
LANCE rips off his mask and checks his hand. Furious, he BACKHANDS Evelyn. Pulls a GUN.
Aims it at her as-
MAX RUNS OUT OF NOWHERE AND SLAMS into Lance. They fall to the floor in a tangle.
Lance rolls and pins Max.
Lance aims his gun at Max’s face – Evelyn appears behind Lance with a gun – but can’t shoot –
Lance COCKS the hammer on his pistol – as Evelyn CRACKS Lance with her gun.
Lance, unconscious, rolls off Max and into the gasoline.
The RIFT Militants OPEN FIRE. Evelyn turns the gun on them and UNLOADS. A WILD BULLET
IGNITES THE GASOLINE.
Max pulls her behind cover. The Militants destroy the rest of will’s system before the FIRE forces
them to retreat. They rush outside.
Evelyn moves to the inferno to save will’s hardware, but Max pulls her for the door. It only opens an
inch, CHAINED from outside. They’re trapped. Choking on the black smoke. Evelyn struggles to get
to Will, but Max hauls her up the stairs •
BLACK SMOKE and FLAMES spew from below. Max drags Evelyn to a DRAIN PIPE. He helps
her over, then follows.
Max shimmies to the street. Evelyn stares at the burning building. He steps close to her.
MAX
MAX (CONT’D)
I’ve been nothing but loyal to you. I’ve done everything for you.
MAX (CONT’D)
The machine convinced you to network it. Even when you promised you wouldn’t. It manipulated
you.
MAX (CONT’D)
MAX
The POLICE arrive. Max runs off. Evelyn watches the blaze.
Joseph and Anderson step out of their car. Joseph pushes past FIRE FIGHTERS, COPS, and
PARAMEDICS to find Evelyn in a heap, watching the inferno. She’s badly bruised from Lance’s
blow.
WILL ON THE PHONE Joseph. Please take Evelyn to the field computer in your car.
JOSEPH
… Will?
JOSEPH
… I don’t understand.
Do it now!
Joseph opens the FBI FIELD COMPUTER for Evelyn. The PASSWORD fills automatically. A
VIDEO CONFERENCE comes up. WILL’S AVATAR appears.
This was my mistake. One that won’t happen again .•. Joseph, you understand what I am. What I’m
capable of.
JOSEPH
EVELYN
(Already knowing)
-And two FBI agents were murdered. But that report can’t be right. Max would never-
EVELYN
I think Max lead them here. He thinks this, the machine, what we did .•• He thinks everything about
this is wrong.
WILL IN THE MACHINE Go to the FBI field office. I’ll meet you there.
Now!
Joseph pushes Anderson into the car. As Anderson starts the engine, Joseph shuts the computer. He
stares at Evelyn.
JOSEPH
They enter the large room filled with FBI AGENTS, computers, and wall-mounted screens to
monitor operations. The agents are in full panic because-
FBI TECH
Someone just took control of our network! We can’t even isolate it!
Evelyn and Joseph share a glance. The screens fill with CODE. The room fills with the sound of-
JOSEPH
The screens fill with images pulled from CRIMINAL RECORDS DATABASES. PROFILES appear,
labeled RIFT SUSPECTS. LANCE’s image is tagged: DECEASED. Next to it are images of BREE
and BOB labeled: WANTED. There are dozens more.
will searches PHONE RECORDS and INTERNET HISTORIES. Images of RIFT SUSPECTS are
pulled from social-networking sites. BANK and CREDIT HISTORIES. INSURANCE PROFILES.
TAX FORMS lead to ADDRESSES. will compiles a massive tree of the entire RIFT organization.
The dossier on each would put the NSA to shame.
Satellite images fill with DOTS over the united States. A TITLE READS: CURRENT LOCATIONS
OF SUSPECTED RIFT MEMBERS.
JOSEPH
You don’t understand what’s going on here-
This is the first actionable intelligence you’ve had on the RIFT since the murders began. I’ve found
them for you. Give the orderl
COPS, FBI OPERATIONS TEAMS, and SWAT mobilize. SUSPECTS are caught in LIVING
ROOMS, MOTELS, BARS.
IN AN APARTMENT: SWAT breaches the door. A RIFT SUSPECT pulls a gun and FIRES. The
cops BLAST him with automatics.
One by one, photos of the RIFT SUSPECTS are labeled CAPTURED or DECEASED. Only Bree,
Bob, and a handful of others are still WANTED. Agents CHEER. Joseph turns to Evelyn.
JOSEPH
WILL IN THE FBI NETWORK There’s evidence one of your agents protecting Max was a RIFT
member.
EVELYN
ANDERSON
He’s a suspect in the murder of two federal agents. We have to bring him in.
The profile on Max fills with BANK RECORDS. The balances reduce to zero. Will puts HOLD
ACCOUNT notices on Max’s credit cards. In the DMV database, will flags Max’s drivers license:
“ARREST ON SIGHT”.
EVELm
Will. Stop. This is too much. This is Max we’re talking about.
WILL IN THE FBI NETWORK If he’s innocent I will make everything right again. But if he’s
against us, he is our greatest threat.
FAX MACHINES in POLICE STATIONS spit out the FBI’S 10 MOST WANTED LIST. Number
one on the list is: DR. MAX WATERS.
Local and Federal Authorities are currently seeking the whereabouts of Dr. Max Waters. A suspect in
the killing of two FBI Agents.
will go to anyone with information leading directly to the arrest of Max Waters •..
Max, playing casual, heads for the exit. As he turns a corner, he stops short ••• He just walked into
the view of a SECURITY CAMERA. Max stands there, frozen, as-
The whole station CHIMES with the sound of everyone receiving SIMULTANEOUS TEXT
MESSAGES. Confused COMMUTERS check their phones. A WOMAN shows her phone to two
TRANSIT COPS and points them to Max.
Max runs. All hell breaks loose. The COPS are after him, already calling on their radios-
COP
Bob drives. Bree looks down as the POLICE BAND RADIO CRACKLES-
Max SLAMS outside to see ••. A PATROL CAR idling in front of him. The POLICE spot Max. Max
runs, shoving through PEDESTRIANS. He races for the next intersection-
Where, out of nowhere, FOUR POLICE CARS converge. Behind him, more COPS box him in.
They’re all SCREAMING. Max, trapped, focuses on a big vehicle heading straight for the line of
police cruisers.
The SUBURBAN CRASHES through the police line. Bree waves Max in. Max, horrified, turns to
run but-
RIFT Militants OPEN FIRE at the Police with automatics – POPPING the tires of the police cars – as
more Militants grab Max and drag him into the vehicle. Bob ZOOMS them away.
Bree turns to see Max wrestling the RIFT Militants. Through the rear windshield are the FLASHING
LIGHTS of POLICE CARS chasing them.
BREE
Bob?
BOB
The Suburban SLIDES into the alley. The squad car behind them misses the turn and SLAMS into
the wall of a building – blocking the path of four others.
Behind them, the squad car rights itself and the POLICE INTERCEPTORS enter the alley.
As the Suburban reaches the end of the alley, Bob slams on the brakes. Bree and the RIFT Militants
jump out, dragging Max with them.
Bob checks down the alley – the POLICE are closing in fast. Bob grabs a rifle. He wedges it into the
driver’s seat, using it to depresses the accelerator. The engine ROARS. Bob throws the SUV into
REVERSE and-
The Suburban RACES backward, SCREECHING along the walls of the alley.
The walls keep the vehicle on track, steering it straight into ••• an oncoming POLICE CAR ••.
SMASH ••• Twisted metal blocks the entire path of the alley.
The RIFT Militants drag Max into the street – where more Militants wait with idling cars. Bree
climbs into a RUSTY SEDAN. The RIFT Militants try to shove Max inside, but he pulls free-
MAX
Behind them, POLICE scramble out of their patrol cars. Pulling their weapons, they position
themselves to open fire.
BREE
Cops OPEN FIRE. Bullets POP around Max. Bob grabs Max’s head – SMASHES it on the roof of
the car – and tosses him into the backseat. Bob jumps in. Bree races them away.
From a birds-eye view of the streets, we see the RIFT vehicles turn off in separate directions. Cop
cars split up and give chase •.• But the RUSTY SEDAN slips away ••.
Evelyn keeps her eyes on the wall-screen. The profile on Max shows a map with an increasingly
large search radius.
ANDERSON
We’ve been investigating the RIFT for months. And he gave all this in a few hours .••
JOSEPH
Evelyn watches Joseph pull Anderson into an adjoining conference room. A cell phone RINGS in
front of her. The caller ID reads: UNKNOWN. She knows it’s-
This isn’t you, will. This isn’t what you believe in. I’m afraid of what you did. Of what it means.
Everyone’s terrified.
Evelyn glances into the CONFERENCE ROOM, where Joseph and Anderson speak in private.
Anderson paces as he argues with Joseph, who remains calm. On the table is a single phone.
JOSEPH
ANDERSON
JOSEPH
This illegal operation, based on unlawful evidence, lead to the deaths of five suspects. That’s not
justice.
They almost killed you. If I wasn’t so limited, if I were flesh and blood, I could have protected us.
EVELYN
But you’re not … At least you’re here. At least I have … something of you.
Evelyn’s computer flashes DESIGNS of a massive engineering project. Buildings, factories ..•
enough to be called a city.
WILL ON THE PHONE I’ve already made incredible advances. I want to find a way back. You have
to trust me.
a system beyond anything the world has imagined. We need to do this together •••
The promise of Will’s return is too much for Evelyn. Her fear evaporates. She nods, full of
willingness and devotion.
ANDERSON
JOSEPH
will isn’t anywhere. He’s everywhere. He’s a ghost in our technology. We can’t arrest him. We can’t
trace him or regulate him …
Joseph watches through the glass partition as Evelyn stands and moves out the door.
ANDERSON
JOSEPH
unnoticed on the table between them, a light indicates the speaker phone has been on the whole time.
The phone disconnects.
EXT. WOODED HIGHWAY – DAWN
A tranquil morning on the outskirts of an idyllic town. The stillness is broken by the RUSTY
SEDAN pulling up next to a pickup, parked along the side of the road.
Bob climbs out. Opening the trunk, he grabs a length of tUbing. He opens the fuel latch on the truck
and begins siphoning gas from it.
Bree, in the front seat, keeps a gun on Max. She watches him stare longingly at the small town.
BREE
You know you can’t go back. If you step in front of a traffic camera, an ATM, use a credit card •••
the machine will see you. They’ll kill you. Or put you in prison for life.
BREE (CONT’D)
The same with me. And Bob. Every one of us. We can never go back .••
MAX
The rusty sedan speeds toward .•. mountains, towering on the horizon.
Nearly abandoned some fifty years ago, the place has buckled to the elements. Evelyn drives
through. Takes in the DESERT DREAM HOTEL, which would be condemned if anyone bothered.
The HOUSES lining the BROKEN ROADS are little more than frames.
In the more habitable homes, Evelyn spots the CITIZENS of the town. Impoverished. Suspicious.
One of them, ROGER, watches from his modified electric wheelchair. He’s forty. ALS has left him
almost totally paralyzed.
EVELYN
Trust me.
Evelyn bounces over potholes to the edge of town. She pulls to a stop and steps out.
There’s junk everywhere. Warped vinyl records, floppy disks, discarded 8-track tapes. She looks into
the empty desert.
MARTIN studies BLUEPRINTS at his desk. He’s fifty. Pokerfaced. Evelyn tries to be agreeable
with-
EVELYN
MARTIN
I can’t do it. Not on your time line. It’d take my outfit 20 years to build this.
EVELYN
EVELYN
Martin’s face is granite. Seeing she’s failed to impress him, she slides him a document.
He stares at the document for a moment. Puts on his reading glasses, and takes a closer look. It might
be enough.
Bob turns the car onto a path leading into the wilderness.
Max climbs out of the rusty sedan with Bree and Bob. Bree gestures for Max to follow.
Old cabins dot the long-abandoned summer camp. Hard men and women live there. They’re armed
and make sure Max knows it. Max spots CHILDREN hiding. There’s evidence of agriculture.
Hunting. Livestock. These RIFT MILITANTS are survivors.
Everyone stares at Max, their eyes full of accusations. Max walks through them, following Bree.
Bree ushers Max into the hovel. She’s about to say something, then thinks better. She closes the door
on her way out.
Max takes in the space. No electricity or plumbing. Max eases onto the surplus cot. He sits there,
staring at the particulate matter floating in the amber sunlight.
EXT. RIFT CAMP – NIGHT
RIFT Militants eat around cook-fires. Max stands apart, struggling to light a fire. His suit gives little
protection from the chill. His dress shoes are caked with mud.
From one of the fires, Bree and Bob watch Max struggle.
BOB
Bob goes back to eating. Bree stands, moves to Max’s fire, and sets down a bowl of stew for him. He
doesn’t take it.
BREE
You can’t go back to civilization. You can’t survive the wild. Not on your own. Not yet. You can’t
even light a fire.
BREE (CONT’D)
We need you to help us fight this madness. And make no mistake, the machine is insane. When Mike
Lacy uploaded the rhesus monkey, do you know what it did when it woke up? It screamed. The
machine that thought it was a monkey never took a breath, never ate or slept. It just screamed. For six
months straight.
(MORE)
BREE (CONT’D)
MAX
I’m a soldier. And now you are, too. You don’t need to forgive me. We don’t need to be friends. But
we have a common enemy. And we need each other to fight it.
She moves back to Bob. Max stares at the stew. He takes it.
Bree guides Max through the camp. Max sees MILITANTS working farmland. Bob runs RECRUITS
through an obstacle course. HUNTERS return with game. CHILDREN greet them like heroes. Under
a canopy, MEN-AT-ARMS maintain a stockpile of weapons.
BREE
A SEMI TRUCK rolls past the newly-renovated hotel. Evelyn struggles to carry loads of computer
hardware into a room. Two similarly overburdened scientists, CARLA and GLEN, follow. It’s a job
interview. They yell as semis ROAR by.
EWL~
Carla’s long-winded response is lost by the ROAR of the 18 WHEELERS, which keep coming.
Evelyn nudges the door to her hotel room open, and takes the hardware from Glen and Carla.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
GLEN
Biosystem science and engineering.
EVELYN
Evelyn disappears into the room. The new hires, confused, awkwardly shake hands.
Another semi ROARS past. As it does, we lift above the hotel and watch the vehicle rumble to the
construction site. Cranes and construction equipment surround the giant structures of the project and
spread into the surrounding desert.
The main facility looks like a giant aircraft hangar. Radiating out are construction sites for ancillary
buildings. will’s project is massive.
Max, Bree and Bob watch newly-recruited RIFT Militants ritualistically throw credit cards, driver’s
licenses and passports into a fire.
B~E
BOB
BREE
That won’t work anymore. If we can turn the public against it-
BOB
You know the machine. You helped build it. You can stop it.
MAX
You’re overestimating me. I’m a man. I have limitations. The machine has no limitations.
(MO~)
MAX (CONT’D)
Evelyn, followed by bodyguards, moves through the vast space. Glen, Carla and other SCIENTISTS
work in partitioned laboratories. High technology surrounds them.
MAX (V.O.)
As it grows, humans will become irrelevant. The machine will see that 7 billion of us aren’t worth
the resources. Controlling us won’t be difficult •..
Evelyn stands in a conference with Martin. All around them, men and heavy machines work at a
break-neck pace. Massive floodlights allow 24 hour shifts.
MAX (V.O.)
Our entire lives have been recorded on computers. Where we were born, grew up, went to school.
Our medical histories, insurance profiles. Everything we’ve ever bought. Everyone who asked us to
be their “friend”. Or “linked” with. Every phone call. Every email.
MAX (v.O.)
Everything we’ve ever read or seen or done is on a database somewhere. The machine has access to
it all. That data will be used against us.
She passes Roger, in his wheelchair, and a few other CITIZENS of the run-down town sitting on
folding chairs. They’re watching the spectacle of the desert construction.
She passes a few METH ADDICTS. Thin. Wired. One compulsively pops his jaw. One scratches
himself – perhaps in withdrawal.
Evelyn pulls off her hard hat and workwear. A full wall is dedicated to a computer system. Will is
active inside of it.
MAX (V.O.)
The machine will reverse-engineer what we will think before we even need to think it.
Evelyn climbs into bed. On the computer screens, will models experiments in GENETICS and
HUMAN CLONING. She’s hypnotized.
It will be able to determine what we want. What we need, above all else, with all our hearts.
The machine will take that thing we need and dangle it in front of us like bait. And we will be so full
of awe and hope we will leap to do whatever it asks.
The room darkens, lit only by the glowing computer. Evelyn settles to sleep. She stares at the
wedding ring on her hand. She thumbs it absently, with a satisfied smile.
We won’t even consider for a moment that we have become its slaves.
Max sits at the campfire. Bree, Bob and the RIFT Militants listening. They’re scared.
MAX
The world we knew, our world, is gone. The age of mankind is over.
MAX
We prepare. Eventually the machine will make a mistake. We have to be ready when it happens.
MAX (CONT’D)
This place, wild nature, is our only safety. It can’t see us here.
BME
FADE TO BLACK.
INT. EVELYN’S RESIDENCE – DAY
Evelyn sleeps. will stands above her, watching her. We see that he’s IN THE WALLS. The room is
covered with an LCD-like substance.
The room brightens, her eyes open. She sits up in the kingsized bed and takes in the room. She stares
at will.
It becomes transparent, allowing Evelyn to look outside. The morning light angles down at Will’s
vastly expanded facility. The buildings are all covered with a silver-blue material.
WILL
Evelyn nods.
Evelyn steps out of her new, post-contemporary home. It’s covered in the silver-blue material.
The vast space is full of otherworldly machines. It bustles with activity. SCIENTISTS and
ENGINEERS. Carla and Glen, sipping their morning coffee, watch Evelyn enter a room with a
SECURITY DOOR marked RESTRICTED ACCESS.
Evelyn enters the vast room. Along the walls, we see spiderlike robotic limbs. They perform
experiments in cubby hole laboratories, stacked one on top of the other.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
This is what I wanted to show you. It’s the nanotechnology. Fully functional computing machines ..•
A ROBOTIC ARM with a MICROSCOPE positions itself over it. On the LCD wall, Will projects a
feed from the microscope. In it, Evelyn sees-
WILL’S HOLOGRAM (CONT’D) The size of blood cells. Millions of them. Each of them is a
selfaware consciousness. I am them, and they are networked to the whole of me. The applications are
limitless.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM (CONT’D) They can act as synthetic stem cells. I’ll be able to move past the
blood-brain barrier and organize the neurology of the clone.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
JIM
You can’t read about ‘em. Nothin’ on TV. But machines can’t stop people from talking. The RIFT is
right. Now … This lady. Evelyn. Nobody knows what she’s building. And nobody wants to know as
long as she’s paying … Right?
Jim nods his head to where Martin stands at the counter, pulling a wad of cash from his pocket to pay
the bill.
Martin moves for his truck. The tweekers follow. Sensing them behind him, Martin makes an
improvised weapon by splaying his car keys through his knuckles. He readies himself. And turns-
As Jim kicks him in the knee. Martin falls. Jim keeps kicking ..• and kicking ••. He doesn’t stop, not
even after Quake gets Martin’s cash. A SECURITY CAMERA watches.
Evelyn races outside with a MEDIC. WORKERS pull Martin’s bloody and battered body out of their
truck. The medic hurries to check Martin’s vitals.
Martin’s body. Beaten beyond recognition. She turns away. Above her, one of Will’s camera’s
watches. She looks into it. Thinking, she springs into motion-
Martin’s beaten body is strapped to a gurney. Evelyn wheels it through. The medic follows,
suspicious. Carla, Glen, and other employees follow them. The SECURITY DOOR to Will’s lab
opens.
CARLA
EVELYN
Will’s hologram stands at a medical examination table as she pushes Martin in. Evelyn tries to
transfer Martin to the table, but he’s too heavy.
Evelyn watches ROBOTIC ARMS uncoil from above her. They lift Martin onto the table. Others,
with SURGICAL TOOLS, begin prepping Martin’s body for an unknown procedure.
The machines work with unnerving speed. Evelyn’s breathing goes shallow. The machines slow.
AWare of her fear.
Evelyn turns and heads for the door. Behind her, the machines continue working on Martin.
Evelyn steps outside. The security door to the lab LOCKS behind her. The assembled employees
watch her. Suspicious.
GLEN
EVELYN
Evelyn moves past them. The employees looks at each other. Glen pulls her close to whisper-
GLEN
The robotic arms move with speed and precision over Martin. A transfusion tube pumps
NANOTECHNOLOGY into his lifeless body.
Evelyn stares through the transparent walls at the facility. The construction has stopped.
EVELYN
How is he?
Evelyn walks up to a construction site, full of idle WORKERS. She plants her feet. Takes in their
angry stares. JOHN, the foreman, stands and hands her a letter.
JOHN
A letter of resignation.
EVELYN
I don’t get it, John. You know we’re a good company. Doing good things. And we take care of you.
JOHN
It’s not about the money Mrs. Caster ••• It’s not right what you’re doing with Martin.
(MORE)
JOHN (CONT’D) (Gesturing to the workers) They feel the same. I’m sorry.
Evelyn watches John and the men walk away. All of them.
Evelyn wanders the emptiness, staring at Will’s facility. It shines with a ghostly light in the darkness.
The robotic arms work on Martin. His eyes are open. He cranes his neck to watch the robotic arms
operate on him. He shows no emotion or pain at all.
Evelyn’s alone in the giant space. The scientists and engineers are gone. She spots Carla and Glen,
staring out a window. They’re scared. As she comes closer, curious, Carla points at something
outside. Evelyn looks out at-
Martin moves to a stack of steel plates and lifts one with his bare hands. Easily 500 pounds. He
carries the steel onto the new foundation and SLAMS it into position.
MARTIN
You’re not afraid, are you?
EVELYN
MARTIN
It’s not really talking. It’s kind of non-verbal. Like we’re the same.
He glances at her. She shakes her head, confused. He takes a deep breath, trying to figure out how to
explain-
MARTIN (CONT’D)
Evelyn, you know I should be dead. But will was there, kind of all around, you know? I’m part of all
that now. I’m here to help you and will.
Martin takes off his hard hat. A silver-dollar sized implant crowns his head.
Seeing the confusion on Evelyn’s face, he angles his head toward the empty air … where will’s
hologram appears.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
Martin is connected. He is partitioned and autonomous, but his mind can move freely through my
network and is connected to the world. It’s the nanotechnology, Evelyn.
MARTIN
EVELYN
Martin’s eyes open. He breathes. Takes in the breeze. The sun. Evelyn stills. From the way his
balance shifts and the uncharacteristic show of expression, she knows it’s-
EVELYN (CONT’D)
Will?
WILL IN MARTIN
will takes a cautious step toward her. Her shoulders tighten. Tears fill her eyes.
EVELYN
EVELYN (CONT’D)
What are you doing to me!? I can’t do this ..•• I’m sorry ••.
Carla and Glen turn from the window to stare at the door to will’s lab. The door opens. Carla and
Glen stiffen as will’s hologram emerges. It gestures for them to come inside.
Slowly, Carla moves toward the lab. Glen follows. The door shuts behind them.
Roger sits, watching will’s facility. From his sunburn and cracked lips, we can assume he’s been out
here all day. He rolls his eyes left and right, so he can see the other-
CITIZENS of the town, on lawn chairs and blankets, staring at the lights of will’s Facility.
Roger thumbs the steering stick of his chair. And moves it forward. His chair WHIRS him toward
will’s facility.
A thin woman named SARAH, bald from chemotherapy, lifts a pair of binoculars to watch.
IN THE BINOCULARS: we see Martin erecting the frame of the new building. He’s on the highest
floor, perhaps thirty feet up, welding. As Roger’s wheelchair approaches, Martin-
Jumps off the steel structure. Lands on his feet, unharmed. He walks over to meet Roger. They enter
the facility.
Sarah drops the binoculars. She stands. She walks toward the facility. A few of the other townspeople
follow.
Roger’s atrophied body lays on the table. Cables run out of his implant and into the machines all
around him. As the nanotechnology circulates into him, his eyes roll down to watch his foot. He
moves it. He rolls over. Sits up.
A dozen or so SICK or DISABLED people wait. The SECURITY DOOR opens. Roger emerges,
standing (without his wheelchair), fully healed. He moves to Sarah, and leads her back inside.
Martin, Roger, Sarah, Carla, Glen and a half-dozen other HYBRIDS sit together. Watching each
other, smiling. They don’t speak, but its obvious they’re communicating.
EVELYN
I augmented them in every way. Helped them, and they will help us.
Evelyn falls silent. will’s hologram focuses on her. She manages a weak smile.
An unmarked sedan crests the hills and rolls to a stop. Joseph and Anderson look down at the valley
below them. will’s facility shimmers in the sun.
ANDERSON
Joseph checks the view against SATELLITE PHOTOS, which show no sign of the facility.
JOSEPH
ANDERSON
After all we’ve been hearing about this place, I don’t know. I really don’t.
JOSEPH
Joseph moves to embrace her. She pulls back, like she wasn’t expecting it. Then she reverses herself
and hugs him.
Tight ••• And keeps holding him. Her shoulders tremble, and Joseph realizes she’s emotional. He
comforts her.
EVELYN
He takes in her sunken eyes. Her barely hidden desperation. He smiles like nothing’s wrong. She
faces Anderson, who gapes at the scope of the facility.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
EVELYN (CONT’D)
We’ve covered everything with will’s new solar surface. We export a lot of power to the grid. Will?
Joseph, shaken, takes a step back at the sight of the ghostlike figure. He corrects himself with. Forces
politeness.
JOSEPH
It’s good to see you, Will … This is incredible. What you’ve done.
Joseph makes a show of taking in the facility. Evelyn watches how he keeps casting frightened
glances at Will’s hologram.
Evelyn leads Joseph and Anderson through a vast server room. Row after row of high-technology,
descended from the original PINN processing cores. Every section is partitioned in a glass enclosure.
These cubes are stacked to dizzying heights.
JOSEPH
We’ve heard rumors. Unbelievable things. About miracles. I’m beginning to think there’s truth to
them.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
Paul, gripping the sides of the examination table, holds still as the robotic arms lift his slack eyelids
and fill the empty sockets with NANOTECHNOLOGY.
Paul’s slack eyelids shift. The fluid moves underneath them, shaping itself. His knuckles are white on
the table.
Paul, as if on some silent cue, relaxes. He puts his fingers over his eyelids and feels. He cocks his
head, like he’s listening to will’s encouragement.
Slowly, Paul opens his new eyes. Dark orbs of solid graphite.
Paul sits there, like he can’t comprehend what’s going on. His eyes find Evelyn ••• and he smiles.
She smiles back.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM (CONT’D) Everything you told us technology would deliver, everything you
dreamed and imagined.
Martin builds a support column, bending rebar with his bare hands. He looks over at Joseph and
Anderson.
Evelyn walks Joseph to his car. Anderson’s already there. Evelyn slows. She gestures to the facility
behind her.
EVELYN
Don’t be afraid. will knows exactly what he’s doing. It’s all for good.
JOSEPH
Joseph slips her a note. She’s confused by the subterfuge, but goes along with it. He climbs into the
car. As Anderson drives them away, she reads the note: RUN FROM THIS PLACE.
She slips the note into the pocket of her sweater. Turns and walks back to Will’s facility. She’s small
and alone among the towering structures that are will.
JOSEPH
We go to Washington and tell them the machine is building an army. And we find Max Waters.
ANDERSON
What!?
Joseph goes silent. Determined. Anderson focuses on the road. They pass an outcropping of desert
weeds. These camouflage a RIFT Militant, SNAPPING photos of the facility. On film.
A lone figure walks along a mountain ridge. All around him is a sweeping vista of the wild. The
years have changed Max. He’s now a tanned outdoorsman. It suits him. Max’s comfort with his
HUNTING RIFLE suggests expertise.
The population of the camp has swelled. Recently erected cabins and tents house the new RIFT
Militants. Max moves past FIRING RANGES. OBSTACLE COURSES. Even a SCHOOL. As Max
walks through, young and old nod respect.
Max finds Bree, Bob and other militants at the armory, huddled around PHOTOS. Everyone makes
room for him.
BME
Everyone is quiet. Afraid. Max scrutinizes a close-up of Martin. In it, we see the METALLIC
IMPLANT. He thumbs it.
MAX
Bree, Bob and the others look at him like he’s gone insane. Max holds up the photo of Martin, so
they can see.
MAX (CONT’D) We need this hardware.
The low altitude implies we’re far from the RIFT camp. Bree spots for Bob, who aims a SNIPER
RIFLE. An old Jeep bounces up the overgrown logging road.
A large swath of clearcut forest. In the center of it, Max sits on a stump with his rifle. The Jeep rolls
up. Joseph steps out. Seeing the gun in Joseph’s waistband, Max grips his rifle. There’s a tense
moment between them.
JOSEPH
MAX
I haven’t practiced my cursive since grade school. It’s the only way I could contact you without the
machine knowing.
JOSEPH
MAX
MAX (CONT’D)
You’ve seen what it’s doing in the desert. The army it’s building.
JOSEPH
MAX
They can’t do anything. Tanks, drones, smart bombs … they’re all controlled by computers. Which
are all controlled by the machine that calls itself will.
JOSEPH
JOSEPH
Max nods. Satisfied with Joseph’s answer, he hands over the surveillance photos. Joseph studies the
images.
MAX
The machine is making slaves. Hybrids. They’re networked to the whole system. We can take one.
JOSEPH
You want to kidnap one? Have you seen what they can do? They’re half machine-
MAX
Which means they’re running software. Software I helped write. Software I can hack.
JOSEPH
You want to build a virus.
MAX
I need help. We have to keep it secret. We have to stay hidden from the machine. And I’m going to
need some kind of deal for the RIFT.
JOSEPH
MAX
Joseph waves. Five OPS TEAM MEMBERS in GHILLIE SUITS emerge. They had positions on
Max, Bree and Bob all along. Joseph looks pleased with himself. Max shrugs.
Dozens of MILITANTS appear, with rifles on every positioned Ops Team Member. Joseph knows
checkmate when he sees it.
MAX
Anything and everything not controlled by a computer. Early model off-road vehicles. A few square
miles of metallic window screen. And I need shovels. A lot of shovels.
Militants labor under a camouflage canopy. Max carries a shovel into a tunnel they’re digging.
IN THE TUNNEL: RIFT Militants and SOLDIERS shovel, haul dirt, and erect support beams. They
work quickly.
We move past Max. The tunnel goes on and on. We lift up through the dirt and reach the surface of
the desert. Max’s tunnel runs straight at will’s facility, shining like a beacon in the night.
Evelyn and will eat on either side of a table. The sight is an optical illusion. The table presses up
against a wall. In it, will projects a setting for himself, symmetrical to Evelyn. They eat in silence.
She’s depressed. And drinking.
WILL IN THE WALLS How’s the food? I seasoned it specifically for your palate.
I think I’ve found a way to reverse some of the damage that industry has done to the environment. I
have some-
EVELYN
Evelyn doesn’t want to talk. will nods. He fills the walls with an image: their garden back in Boston.
But this version of it is lush, full of life and color. She considers the illusion. It doesn’t change her
mood.
She watches his avatar pretend to eat. She listens to his fake breathing. The CLINK of his phantom
silverware.
EVELYN
Don’t you understand? It makes me feel more alone. Don’t you get that?
will nods, and the illusion fades. The walls dim to darkness.
EVELYN
Evelyn is small among the towering buildings. Paul and Roger follow her. She glances back at them
and shakes her head, annoyed. Turning a corner, she crashes head-on into a woman.
EVELYN
The woman doesn’t move. It takes Evelyn a moment to realize she’s a hybrid, vacated from her
body. Evelyn tries to ignore her as she turns to see-
Martin and other hybrids are nearly finished with the new, high-technology building. The woman
next to Evelyn animates-
Evelyn flinches.
EVELYN
Will’s hologram steps out of the woman and her body goes lifeless again.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM Would you like to see inside?
Will’s hologram starts for the new building. She hesitates, still shaking off the vacant hybrid, then
follows. Paul and Roger keep pace.
Evelyn emerges into the cavernous room. The enormous walls flicker with projections of will’s
thoughts. They FLASH at a speed too fast to comprehend.
What looks to be a massive high-tech distillery deposits nanotechnology into a series of pools. The
graphite-like material churns in them like a living thing.
EVELYN
Yes.
EVELYN
EVELYN
Evelyn goes silent. As her silence lengthens, will makes a sad observation.
WILL IN THE WALLS (CONT’D) You’ve fallen out of love with me.
EVELYN
Because the balances of oxytocin and serotonin are irregular in your endocrine system.
EVELYN
EVELYN
The walls show a spectrum of images concerning Evelyn’s biological makeup. Evelyn trembles with
anger.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
This is wrong. This is beyond an invasion of privacy. These are my feelings. My thoughts. You’re
not allowed to know them.
Evelyn, angry and hurt, turns away from Will’s projection. His hologram appears in front of her-
The wall of the main server building EXPLODES. Debris flies in all directions. Paul and Martin
throw themselves in front of Evelyn to shield her. A massive chunk of rock FLIES through Will’s
hologram.
Roger and the other hybrids rush to contain the damage, but SECONDARY EXPLOSIONS knock
them off their feet. Evelyn wrestles free of Paul and Martin-
Paul, Martin and Will’s hologram face different directions. They each see everything the others can.
Martin looks down.
Subterranean detonations BLOW HOLES in the streets around them. Max climbs out one of the
holes, armed with an assault rifle. Bree follows. Dozens of RIFT Militants pour out.
EVELYN
Max spots her as Martin lifts Evelyn and throws her into the-
The hybrids fan out to face Max and his militants. A standoff. Will’s hologram materializes right in
front of Max.
Max steps through the hologram, lifts the rifle and .••
Max and the RIFT Militants FIRE on the hybrids, riddling them with bullets. The wounds POP with
nanotechnology. Max UNLOADS his machine gun on Martin. Martin drops.
Stray bullets POP along the outside of the transparent wall. Evelyn, seeing the carnage, steps back in
horror.
Max empties his clip. Soon, all the militants are reloading. As Max shoves in a new clip, he sees •••
Martin climbs back to his feet. The hybrids are still alive, and recovering. Max and the other humans
stare.
Martin looks down at his body, drenched with the nanotechnology pouring out of his bullet wounds.
The liquid begins to shift, moving with a mind of its own. It covers Martin’s head … face … and the
entirety of his body.
All of the hybrids go through a similar process. The microscopic robots cover them. They solidify.
Soon, they’re encased in cruel-looking exoskeletons.
Martin steps for Max. Max FIRES, but the bullet is absorbed into his body. Max switches to
automatic and UNLOADS, but Martin dodges the onslaught. Max knows its time to-
MAX
Retreat!
RIFT militants scramble for the tunnels. Max turns for the closest tunnel, but Martin darts for him
with a speed that blurs the eye. He grabs the rifle – and SLAMS Max ten feet back. Max tumbles and
falls in a heap.
Bree runs to help him, firing a GRENADE LAUNCHER at the approaching Martin. Martin dodges it
with unnatural celerity.
Bree pulls Max to his feet. Martin and three other hybrids block their path to the tunnel. Max and
Bree turn and run. Martin and the others chase them.
The last of the militants drop into the tunnel. Paul crouches down to see-
A RIFT Militant aiming an RPG. Which he fires. Paul bats the missile away and drops into the
tunnel.
IN PAUL’S POV: His machine eyes take IMAGES of each human face. In a transparency over his
field-of-view, he runs FACIAL RECOGNITION SOFTWARE and discovers … several of the
humans have ACTIVE MILITARY STATUS.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
EVELYN
This has gone way too far.
Seeing the bullets are useless against Paul, the humans run. Paul chases them until he sees-
A grenade launcher. The militant FIRES. In the tight space, Paul has nowhere to dodge. The grenade
EXPLODES, blowing Paul off his feet. The smoke clears. Paul stands back up, his damage already
repairing itself. The RIFT militants lose their enthusiasm.
The CEILING gives way as FIVE MORE HYBRIDS drop into the tunnel. The humans run like mad.
The hybrids give chase. Paul, taking the rear, SNAPS the thick SUPPORT BEAMS, COLLAPSING
the tunnel as he goes.
Max and Bree sprint for the desert. The hybrids gain on them.
SIX OLD MODEL PICKUP TRUCKS head for them. The RIFT cavalry. The trucks SKID TO
THEIR SIDES, revealing M2 BROWNING MACHINE GUNS mounted to each of them.
Bob, manning one of the .50′s, OPENS FIRE on Martin. The ARMOR PIERCING ROUNDS
POCKET Martin’s exoskeleton. As soon as Martin hits the ground, his damage starts self-repairing.
Max and Bree scramble into the truck bed. The vehicles tUrn for a line of canyons. Bob covers their
retreat with the M2.
The hybrids sprint after. Martin, his armor completing the last of its repairs, stands up to continue the
chase.
Bob’s TRACER BULLETS find the closest hybrid. The highcaliber rounds POUND the cyborg.
MACHINE GUNNERS from the other trucks add to Bob’s fire. The hybrid darts and dodges the
majority of the rounds.
Bob keeps firing. The hybrid materializes a thick SHIELD. Bob keeps firing. THOUSANDS of
rounds shred the shield and the hybrid falls.
One of the hybrids VAULTS into the air, arcs overhead, and CRASHES onto the hood of truck next
to Max’s. CRUSHING it.
MARTIN, RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. Martin grabs the machine gun and RIPS it from its housing.
Bob pulls his 9MM pistol and FIRES the clip ••• a minor annoyance.
Martin grabs Max’s leg. Starts pulling him in. Max kicks at Martin, to no effect.
The truck enters the canyon. Martin spots MILITANTS waving FLAGS. A signal. Martin sees the
canyon walls around them are covered in insect netting. More of the mesh canopies the open sky, like
some giant aviary HUMMING with power. Behind them, trucks UNSPOOL more of the mesh.
EVELYN
Martin grabs the collar of Max’s coat and jumps off the truck. Max struggles as Martin drags him
back toward Will’s city. Max goes slack and slips out of his coat.
Martin, seeing the opening of the mesh closing quickly, picks up the pace, running to get out of the
canyon.
Bob’s truck REVERSES back to Max. Bob tosses Max a modified HARPOON GUN. The spear has
a piezoelectric tip.
Martin watches as the trucks spread the last of the mesh, closing off the exit to the canyon. The net
HUMS with energy.
Max FIRES the harpoon into Martin’s back. It CRACKLES with a high-voltage shock. Martin
SEIZES UP and falls, face first. Unconscious. As the mesh closes like a curtain-
HYBRIDS in the tunnels, the desert, and Will’s facility stop and face the canyon.
EVELYN
Max found a way to block your networking signal. Some kind of mobile Faraday cage.
Evelyn watches the static. will’s eyes narrow. The screens FLASH to the POVs of a DOZEN
HYBRIDS. They immediately start rushing for the canyon.
The hybrid reinforcements arrive at the canyon, but Max and his people are gone. So is Martin.
Paul scours the entrance to Max’s tunnel. The humans are gone. The hybrids COLLAPSE the tunnel.
RIFT vehicles convoy back their base. Max and Bree ride with Martin. He’s cocooned in wire mesh
and bound by massive IRON BRACES on his hands and feet.
BREE
What was that stuff that came out of him?
MAX Nanotechnology~
MAX
Evelyn and will’s hologram walk through the wreckage of the attack. They take in the shattered
streets. The smoldering data center. Some of the hybrids are missing limbs.
EVELYN
This wasn’t an attack. It was a distraction. Max wanted Martin. You have to get him back.
EVELYN
Martin has your source code in him. Max can use it to build a virus.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
Even if Max built a virus, he could never use it. I’m interlaced with almost every computer in the
world. Max would wipe out civilization.
EVELYN
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
A FLOOD of nanotechnology shoots out of the large vents etched into the side of the distillery. It
CRASHES over the streets like a flash-flood ••• coursing right at them. Evelyn is close to panic.
WILL
Trust me.
The flood of graphite hurtles toward her. She braces against the torrent that will surely sweep her
away, when-
with a glance, will’s hologram PARTS the flood. The graphite CASCADES AROUND THEM, and
nothing touches Evelyn.
The nanotechnology CRASHES against the data center, spreading with a mind of its own. It takes
shape, solidifying to repair the damage. The graphite molds itself to replace broken equipment and
demolished walls until the building looks new.
The substance envelops the battle-damaged hybrids and forms itself into replacement limbs.
The nanotechnology flows beyond the city, covering the dirt and sand of the desert. It spreads until
the entire valley is one giant sea of obsidian. It becomes as still as glass.
Evelyn watches as the nanotechnology begins to shift. It forms into small drops that begin lifting into
the air.
It looks like black rain, falling into the clear sky. The hybrids fall to their knees.
Evelyn watches Will’s hologram, in silent awe of his power. But there’s something more in her. A
profound disappointment.
EVELYN
These things you can do. This power that you have .••
She takes in the reverse-rain. The hybrids. She watches Will’s hologram, shimmering in the light.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
She tUrns and walks away from him. Will’s hologram watches her go, then tUrns back to the
reverse-rain.
Max and Bree jump out of the CARGO TRUCK and help other RIFT Militants unload Martin onto a
dolly.
Martin sees the entire RIFT camp is canopied in metal netting. The scaffolding for the net is wood
and nails. It’s jury-rigged, primitive, and effective.
The camp is full of OBSOLETE MILITARY VEHICLES, HEAVY WEAPONS, and bustles with
the activity of a wartime camp. A World War II-era camp. There is not one computerized weapon
here. Max sees Martin searching for vulnerabilities.
MAX
HEAVY MACHINE GUNNERS stand guard as Max leads them inside. The cavern walls are
covered in the wire. It BUZZES with power from DIESEL GENERATORS.
Max leads them through the RIFT WAR ROOM. It’s low-tech, like everything else here.
MILITARY BRASS pour over maps and make battle plans. Seeing Martin, they salute Max.
Two dozen HACKERS of all styles man computers. Older contraptions connected by a rats nest of
cables.
Martin, on a steel table, is chained to the floor. He stares at the computers. Max approaches, wearing
chemical gloves.
MAX
Max nods to Joseph, who turns on an anesthesia machine. Max lifts an anaesthetic mask over
Martin’s face. He checks his watch, timing the dosage. Martin studies him, breathing in the
anesthesia. He fades.
Max examines the metal plate on Martin’s skull. Along the edge, the metal and Martin’s skin merge
into each other.
Max pulls over a tray of surgical tools, picks up an electric saw, and cuts into the metal plate in
Martin’s skull. Graphite seeps out.
Joseph dilutes the nanotechnology with water and collects it in a reinforced glass container. As the
graphite coagulates, he SHOCKS it with a live wire. It thins out again.
Evelyn watches as the nanotechnology continues its reverserain. will’s avatar appears in the wall.
EVELYN
There will be another attack. They won’t give up. Not with everything you’re capable of. They’ll
never let us be together.
WILL IN THE WALLS (CONT’D) We could be together if you became like me. I can upload you
into my network. We could merge into one entity. We will be vast. Immortal. We will have time to
think all
Evelyn focuses on will’s avatar. A chill comes over her. She pulls her sweater close.
EVELYN You’re not him.
EVELYN
No. You’re not. You might think you are … But it’s a lie.
WILL IN THE WALLS You’re afraid because you don’t understand. Let me show you. Merge your
thought with mine. We can be one.
She shoves her hands into the pockets of her sweater. She feels something. Joseph’s note: RUN
FROM THIS PLACE.
Will’s hologram steps toward her. DOZENS of hybrids, in tight formation, block her way.
WILL’S HOLOGRAM
Don’t go.
EVELYN
The hybrids stare at her. Carla, Glen, Paul, Sarah ••. One by one, they stand aside. Evelyn passes
through the gauntlet.
Will, in his many forms, watches Evelyn climb into her rental car and drive away. As the truck
disappears, Will’s hologram dims ••• and fades away.
Martin’s lifeless eyes stare at nothing … A chunk of his skull has been sawed open … The graphite-
soaked grey matter is covered in fibers, an artificial nervous system to supplement Martin’s
biological one. These fibers flow into ..•
will’s metallic implant, removed from Martin’s brain and resting on the table.
Max solders fiber-optic cables into the dismantled device. Max finishes his work. Nods to Joseph.
Joseph executes a function on his computer terminal. The CRT screen fills with will’s code. Joseph
nods to Max. Success.
Max relaxes, exhaling deeply. In Martin’s wound, he sees the graphite regrowing the skull and flesh.
Max, Joseph and the team of hackers huddle around Joseph’s monitor. The amount of code streaming
over the screen is overwhelming. The assembled team watches. Intimidated.
JOSEPH
Max types in a search, finding a specific function. Joseph scrutinizes Max’s selection.
JOSEPH (CONT’D)
I can read that … It’s really elegant.
MAX
JOSEPH
The hackers fan out to their individual stations, bring up copies of Max’s screen, and settle into
work-mode.
The hackers, bleary from the marathon session, write code. Every few lines or so they post work to
the main terminal, where Joseph collates and assembles the VIRUS.
JOSEPH
MAX
Max and Joseph work around Martin. He’s cocooned in mesh, which is SHOCKING him. As it does,
nanotechnology streams out. Bree collects it in the tank. Finishing, Max checks Martin’s vitals.
MAX
JOSEPH
A secure hospital. (Off Max’s look)
BOB
It’s raining. Hard. Even with the windshield wipers, Evelyn has trouble seeing the road. She spots a
motel.
The rain POUNDS outside. Evelyn lays on one side of the bed, staring at the vacant half of the bed.
She pulls off her wedding ring, places it on the bedside table, and goes to sleep.
MAX
Evelyn scrambles away but finds Bob, Bree and other RIFT Militants behind her. They grab her and
wrap her in WIRE MESH. She KICKS and CLAWS at them, but there are too many.
MAX
You left the machine, but the machine didn’t leave you.
They bind her tightly in the mesh. She struggles. Max grabs a cable attached to the mesh. He
prepares to connect it to a daisy-chain of CAR BATTERIES.
MAX ( CONT ‘ D )
Max connects the wire. ELECTRICITY hits Evelyn. Her body goes RIGID, like the mesh was some
improvised defibrillator.
Evelyn hears a WHINE that grows into a HIGH-PITCHED SCREAM. It sounds like DIGITAL
NOISE in her head.
NANOTECHNOLOGY erupts from Evelyn’s nostrils and ears. She VOMITS more of it. Evelyn
would scream if she wasn’t choking.
Bree, using chemical gloves to protect herself, uses a glass vial to take a sample of the liquid.
When the last of the nanotechnology drops from Evelyn, Max cuts the power to the mesh. Evelyn
GASPS and SPUTTERS, staring at the liquid. Max gently pulls the net off her.
MAX (CONT’D)
I’m sorry, Evelyn. But the machine was inside of you. Watching, analyzing, and broadcasting
everything it saw .••
Evelyn, freed from the mesh, scrambles into the corner of the room. She sits there, trembling.
Violated. Max glances at his people, who file out into the rain.
They’re alone. Max gives her time to process the ordeal. She never takes her eyes off the pool of dark
liquid.
EVELYN
This is how he did it. He saw inside of my head. He knew what I was feeling. What I was thinking.
MAX
The machine has been lying to you. Everything has been a lie.
EVELYN
The nanotechnology begins to move toward Evelyn. She flinches away from it. Max softly reminds
her-
MAX
The nanotechnology moves closer. Max, seeing it’s time to go, offers a hand to help her up. She pulls
away from him.
MAX
There’s one more thing I need to show you. And then, if you want, I’ll never see you again. You’ve
been lied to, Evelyn. Please let me show you the truth.
The fluid slithers closer. Evelyn takes Max’s hand. He pulls her up. She stops. Stares at her wedding
ring. She leaves it.
Max hurries Evelyn through the rain and into a TRUCK. Bree and Bob are inside, nervous about
Evelyn’s presence. Max pulls out a medical SAMPLE JAR, sealed in plastic.
MAX
Evelyn nods. Max rips the plastic off the jar, opens the cap, and holds it up to the sky. She watches,
bewildered, as Max collects rain with it. When he’s satisfied with the amount, he secures the cap. He
hands the sample to Evelyn.
MAX (CONT’D)
This might not make any sense right now. But I want you to keep this in your hands. So you know it
wasn’t tampered with during the trip.
EVELYN
MAX
I’m sorry but we can’t tell you. Not until we know where you stand.
Before she can resist, Max puts a hood over Evelyn’s head. Everything goes BLACK.
Max, naked, shivers in the cold water of HIGH-PRESSURE HOSES that RIFT militants fire at· him.
He scrubs himself with hard BRUSHES until his skin is raw, attempting to rid himself of any traces
of nanotechnology.
He tries to ignore Evelyn’s SCREAMING from the other side of a partition. She’s going through a
similar decontamination process. It doesn’t sound like she’s willing.
Evelyn, shivering from the cold showers, finds herself among enemies. Joseph, the RIFT militants,
and the hackers watch her. Max moves into her line-of-sight with a blanket. Tender.
MAX
Evelyn hands him the jar of rainwater. Max puts a drop of it on a slide. He places it under a
MICROSCOPE.
She scans the cavern. The mesh lining the rock walls. The old computers. The reinforced tank of
nanotechnology.
IN THE MICROSCOPE: Water. Bacteria. And something else. Small bits of GRAPHITE.
Microscopic robots.
EVELYN
The nanobots attack trace elements in the water, break them down, and use the material to build more
nanobots. This process repeats. Evelyn looks at Max, terrified.
MAX (CONT’D)
The machine flooded the desert with this nanotechnology. It evaporates, like water.
As Max continues-
will stands at the edge of the sea of nanotechnology. The reverse-rain falls into the sky. We
FOLLOW one of the drops as it flies up. In the atmosphere, it disperses like vapor.
MAX (V.O.)
The nanotechnology joins the air currents. They carry it over the surface of the planet.
A nanobot, riding the wind currents, sets itself upon a bit of particulate matter. And uses it to build
another nanobot.
MAX (V.O.)
Moisture in the air condenses around the nanobot. It becomes a drop of rain. The rain falls, carrying
the nanotechnology.
EXT. VARIOUS LOCATIONS – DAY
Rain falls on cities, on forests, over the sea. Wherever it lands, the nanotechnology builds more
copies of itself.
MAX (V.o.)
They’re in the sky, the water, the land. Everything. They’re spreading exponentially.
A view of Earth. The mix of colors show land, sea and clouds. Dark rivulets of nanotechnology run
over the surface of the planet. The darkness spreads.
MAX (V.O.)
We estimate it’s over about four percent of the planet. By winter, it will be at sixteen percent.
The graphite blooms out over the world, marbling the planet.
By next summer, the machine will have encased the entire planet in nanotechnology.
The darkness spreads until the land, sea and clouds are gone. The entire planet shimmers in
monochromatic graphite.
EVELYN
No …
MAX
The nanotechnology is turning the planet into a part of the machine. The entire Earth will be
exploited to serve its intelligence.
Evelyn, unsteady, tries to breathe.
MAX
Without water, or land, or resources, every plant, animal and person will die. The machine will be the
only thing left. The entire planet will be its brain.
EVELYN
No •.. Why would he use his abilities to destroy the earth rather than heal it … will would never do
this •.•
In Max’s eyes, she finally sees. Fear, guilt and panic crash into her. She can’t breathe. Everyone
stares at her, furious. She stumbles, panicking, out of the lab.
She passes more people, their faces blur. She picks up her pace, racing for the entrance to the cave.
Max follows her.
Evelyn reaches the daylight. Panting in the fresh air, she looks out at the RIFT camp. The
FAMILIES. The CHILDREN.
EVELYN
All these people. Everything. Everyone is going to die. And it’s my fault.
Evelyn can’t hold back any more. She cries. Mournful. Griefstricken. Guilty. Max wraps her in his
arms and holds her, protective, as she weeps.
EXT. RIFT CAMP – LATER
Max leads Evelyn through the camp. Evelyn takes it all in. He points out the jury-rigged mesh that
encloses the camp.
MAX
The mesh is charged with an electromagnetic pulse. It blocks the machine’s signal. It keeps us
hidden. It’s ugly, but it works. We call it The Cage.
MAX (CONT’D)
The machine hasn’t attacked us yet. But every hour that passes, it’s that much more powerful. It
won’t be long before it overwhelms us.
Max ignores the suspicious looks thrown at Evelyn from everyone they pass. He leads her to a cabin.
MAX
She eases herself onto the cot. Max doesn’t speak. He watches her, staring off into space. As the
silence lengthens, he starts to go. She stops him with-
EVELYN
MAX
Joseph and the assembled hackers look up as Max sits Evelyn down at a workstation. She reads
through the virus’ code.
EVELYN
Evelyn takes a position at the terminal and gets to work. Max watches her laser-like focus. He settles
in next to her.
Bree snaps on her chemical gloves. She places the vial of nanotechnology from the motel on a work
table. Evelyn watches Max line the vial with wired transmitters. Max nods to Joseph, who executes
the virus from his terminal.
Evelyn focuses on the vial of nanotechnology. A soft DIGITAL NOISE sounds from the implants.
The virus. Nothing happens. Then, suddenly-
The nanotechnology erupts into frenzied movement. It turns SOLID. Small FISSURES form on its
surface. Its color changes from shimmering graphite to a dull black. It turns into lifeless dust.
Max and Evelyn share a satisfied nod. Max faces the others.
MAX
Once it connects, the virus will wipe out anything with the machine’s code on it.
EVELYN
So?
EVELYN
The virus will wipe out all the connected systems in the world. The power grid, water treatment
plants, the global economy ••• People will go without food, water or heat. Millions will die.
They fall silent, considering the consequences. Max, very softly, reminds them-
JOSEPH
MAX
The facility is the center of its intelligence. It broadcasts its signal from there.
BREE
EVELYN
EVELYN (CONT’D)
I’ll inject infected nanotechnology into myself, carry the virus to the machine and upload it at the
facility.
Joseph is moved by her willingness. Bree suspects it. Max can’t accept it.
Max stands there, shaking his head. He leaves. Evelyn follows him. Joseph watches, his face lined
with worry.
Max stares at the trees beyond the perimeter of the cage. Water from the recent rains falls in a soft
PATTER through the woods. Evelyn joins him.
EVELYN
I’m sorry for being cruel to you. For calling you my enemy, when you’ve been my friend.
MAX I understand.
On a leaf, moisture from the rains collects into a drop of water. Inside the drop of water, there is a
small fleck of darkness. A nanobot. It watches them.
will’s hologram watches more and more CITIZENS from the town file into his facility. He stops.
Sensing something. He turns to face east.
The drop of water inches along the leaf, watching. Evelyn looks into Max’s eyes.
MAX I know.
She takes his hand. He soaks it in. The drop of water wells on the edge of the leaf. And falls.
EXT. WILL’S FACILITY – NIGHT
Evelyn, Max and Joseph stand at a work table, coiling copper wire into the insides of ARTILLERY
AMMUNITION. A team of military personnel watch, including COLONEL STEPHENS.
EVELYN
When the machine detects the virus, it’ll use everything it has to fight it. The less hardware it has, the
more vulnerable it will be.
MAX
The modified artillery will cause an electromagnetic pulse and fry any computer system in the blast
radius. Hybrids. Nanotechnology. Everything.
COLONEL STEPHENS
So we’re betting the house on Mrs. Caster bluffing a computer that’s a million times smarter than she
is.
EVELYN
The sun streams into the cabin. Evelyn sits there. A tranquility has come over her. Max enters softly.
MAX
We attack at dawn.
Evelyn watches Max mix water into the dead nanotechnology. He pulls the solution into a syringe.
She rolls up her sleeve.
Tender, he starts rolling her sleeve back down. She lets him. He takes his time. He buttons her sleeve
into place. They make eye contact.
The entire camp is MOBILIZING. MILITANTS and SOLDIERS prepare trucks, artillery and
weapons for the attack.
Max and Joseph walk Evelyn to a pickup, She takes the wheel. Nothing needs to be said. She drives
to the perimeter of the cage. The RIFT GUARDS let her through.
Max and Colonel Stephens lean over maps of will’s swath of desert. Joseph, Bree, Bob, and
OFFICERS huddle around.
COLONEL STEPHENS
Our weapons are simple. Cannons, bullets and explosives. We’ll have radio silence until the battle is
over so keep to your time lines. Keep your teams focused.
MAX
We only have to hold out long enough for the virus to hit. So fight.
In an old truck, Bob drives Max and Bree. The convoy behind them transports ARTILLERY and
INFANTRY. The MILITARY TROOPS and RIFT MILITANTS mix together.
The vehicles SPLASH through a puddle of muddy water. In it, there are small tendrils of graphite.
Will’s hologram sees the coming assault. At a silent signal, the hybrids stop their work. They form a
perimeter around the facility, standing at the edge of the sea of nanotechnology.
Max’s army takes position. They set up a long line of HOWITZER ARTILLERY CANNONS, aimed
toward will’s facility.
Bob lifts a baseball bat he’s wrapped with needles from multiple stun guns. The wires run into
battery packs on his belt. He shoves the STUN BAT into a sheath on his back.
Transport trucks enter the town. Infantry, carrying weapons and gear, spread out over the main street.
They lay EXPLOSIVES. position MORTARS.
Max lifts binoculars. He has a clear line of sight down MAIN STREET, where his people prepare.
He tracks through the town, past the TOWN HALL, the DESERT DREAM HOTEL, and settles his
attention on WILL’S FACILITY.
He sees the hybrids. Row after row of them, people of all ages and races, still as statues. Stephens
eyes them, too.
MAX
Evelyn pulls to a stop at the edge of the dark sea. Glancing left, she sees the army taking positions on
the edge of town.
She faces will’s facility, on the other side of the sea of nanotechnology. She looks at the calm sea,
blocking her path.
The nanotechnology begins to SHIFT .•• and the sea of parts. It forms a narrow path, wide enough
for her truck. A clear line to the facility.
She shoves her truck into drive, and rolls into the sea •.. in her REAR VIEW MIRROR, she sees the
path closing behind her. She breathes, trying to stay calm .••
Evelyn drives out of the sea. The path behind her CRASHES shut.’ She stops. Climbs out of the
pickUp.
stillness. She watches the statuesque hybrids for a sign of threat. Their population has grown, perhaps
the entire citizenship of the town. They ignore her. She looks for-
EVELYN
Will?
Nothing. She weaves through the hybrids, making her way to the facility’s entrance. She looks up at
a security camera.
EVELYN (CONT’D) Will? I’m here. I’m back.
The door to the facility opens. The silhouette of a man appears. Evelyn catches her breath as she
sees-
will Caster. Whole and healthy. Flesh and blood. Her husband.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
As he approaches, she tries to contain her feelings. She takes in his face. His perfect imperfections.
WILL
She can’t resist it anymore. She darts toward him, wraps him in her arms, and weeps.
BREE
MAX
WILL
Evelyn unconsciously touches where she injected the virus. will watches. Evelyn realizes her tell.
Corrects it.
EVELYN
WILL
EVELYN
WILL
EVELYN
Not if I became like you. You said you wanted to upload me. I realize, now, I want that, too.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
I was wrong to leave you. I was afraid.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
I can’t live without you. Alone. lIm not leaving you again. I want to be with you. I’m ready to be a
part of you.
The emotion in her confession makes her wonder if it’s true. will takes in every minute detail of her.
WILL
Your heart is in palpitations. You’re perspiring, trembling, and breathless. The way you’re correcting
your balance suggests severe lightheadedness …
(A sad diagnosis)
EVELYN
WILL
Evelyn, knowing she’s failing, breathes. She steps closer to him. Touches him. Looks into his eyes
… and lies.
EVELYN
MAX
BREE
MAX
MAX
Evelyn and Will see the FLASHES of cannon fire. The sky SCREAMS with incoming artillery. She
immediately sees Max’s strategy. The tragic effectiveness of it. She turns to will.
EVELYN
WILL
No.
In a blur of motion all around them, waves of nanotechnology rise from the street and buildings. It
shapes itself into protective walls around Will, Evelyn and the hybrids.
The artillery EXPLODES into the walls. Evelyn and Will take shelter behind one. He covers her,
protecting her from the concussive BLASTS and the DEBRIS raining down on them.
Evelyn looks up to Will, and finds him staring into space. Concentrating on .••
NORTH OF MAX’S POSITION: the nanotechnology begins to move … it spreads out over the
shore … moves up the slope of the hills … and turns its current for Max’s line of artillery …
SOUTH OF MAX’S POSITION: a similar phenomena happens. The nanotechnology moves to flank
Max’s cannons.
The artillery keeps BLASTING. Max and the others, through binoculars, watch the HAMMERING
of the protective walls.
BOOM. The EMF round blows into the shielding of the main processing building.
Evelyn sees will FLINCH at the impact. Like the blow HURT. The artillery CRATERS the wall.
But instead of it being immediately repaired by more nanotechnology, the protective wall fissures
and CRUMBLES. Like an ice shelf falling into the sea, the entirety of a 12 yard radius around the
blast area falls … CRASH.
will leads Evelyn away to the edge of the compound, away from the blasts. The PROTECTIVE
WALL moves with them. Another BLAST. Nanotechnology CRASHES. Will flinches.
WILL
The nanotechnology flows out of the sea and spreads over the facility. It moves up the buildings and
protective walls compromised by the EMPs.
IN AN ARIEL VIEW: We see the artillery fire is overwhelming. So much nanotechnology has to be
replaced that the facility looks like a giant sinkhole for the sea.
Colonel Stephens smiles at the damage. Max checks the hybrids, who watch the destruction from the
protective walls.
MAX
Between the BOOMS of the cannon, Max can hear faint SCREAMS. He checks his sides. His eyes
go wide.
AT THE SOUTH END OF THE LINE OF HOWITZERS: nanotechnology SPIDER WEBS over the
big cannon. The men run. The graphite pours up the gun, disables the FIRING PIN and dismantles
the weapon with extreme precision.
There’s an enormous CRACK as the nanotechnology CRUSHES the machinery of the heavy
weapon. Broken, its pieces fall.
MAX (CONT’D)
Oh •..
THE NORTH END OF THE HOWITZERS: The furthest cannon meets a similar fate. The graphite
streams closer, falls on the next big gun, and leaves it a pile of inoperable parts.
Desperate militants and soldiers lift rifles and FIRE into the mass of graphite ••. the bullets POP into
it, ineffective. They nanotechnology reaches them, WRAPS around them. It SOLIDIFIES, BINDING
them in some kind of STRAIGHT JACKETS.
Stephens looks to the closest team, who have stopped firing to stare, agog, at the monstrous graphite.
COLONEL STEPHENS
BOOM. A round slams into the wall protecting will and Evelyn. The nanotechnology crumbles. But
before more can replace it, there’s the SCREAM of another shell. Will spins to Evelyn~
WILL
Get down 1
Artillery EXPLODES into the broken wall. The blast sends them flying. Debris rains all around.
MAX
No.
EVELYN
will?
She drags herself up. Will is already crawling to her. Seeing her, he freezes. Evelyn follows his focus
to discover ••• SHRAPNEL, lodged in her gut. There’s a lot of blood. Evelyn loses strength. Slumps.
will’s eyes narrow in fury. He faces Max’s army, SCREAMING in rage and agony.
Paul, Roger, Carla, Glen … every single one of the hybrids turn toward Max.
Max sees, through the binoculars, every single hybrid, hundreds of them, staring right at him.
They’re furious. Max swallows whatever just caught in his throat.
The hybrids CHARGE. Running faster than humanly possible. LEAPING from the roofs of the
buildings.
MORTAR TEAMS and infantry with RPGs fire into the hybrids. BOOM. BOOM. Explosives slow
down the hybrids. Some fall, but most reach the infantry and fall into close combat.
- A hybrid LEAPS to a mortar’s position. It grabs the weapon, BASHES the surrounding soldiers,
and CRUSHES the mortar.
- A hybrid BARRELS for a squad, dodging the HARPOONS they FIRE. The men drop behind a car
to reload. The hybrid SLIDES the car out of the way and CRACKS the soldiers unconscious.
- A SQUAD of eight men fire into hybrids from behind a low wall. Two hybrids CRASH through it
and BLUDGEON the squad.
EXT. DESERT RIDGE – DAY
Max watches the infantry being overrun. He focuses on will’s facility, where will holds Evelyn. A
SOLDIER races past him. A MILITANT shoves by. Max realizes the ENTIRE ARMY is sprinting
toward the town. He turns-
Joseph starts to run, but the graphite REACHES OUT – GRABS Joseph – and TENTACLES of the
graphite material pin him to the ground.
Max moves to save Joseph, but Bree and Bob grab him. And run.
will focuses on Evelyn. He cradles her in his arms. Tender. She touches his face.
will looks into his hand. Nanotechnology seeps out of his skin and pools in his palm. He pours it onto
her wound. She makes a weak, fearful MOAN.
WILL
We FLY, at LIGHT SPEED, into will’s PUPIL and thrust into his universe ••• we see everything he
does. The perspective of every hybrid, every processor, security camera, speck of nanotechnology .••
ON EVELYN: awed by the transcendent experience of glimpsing the vast scope of Will’s mind.
Max, Bree, Bob and Stephens take cover among the vehicles stationed on the outskirts of town. Max
checks the state of the facility. Craters, smoke, fires .•• But the structures still stand.
MAX
The machine is uploading the virus. We have to blow those processing centers and slow it down.
B~E
All along Main Street, the battle rages. Bullets, explosions, and hybrids swarming everywhere. Max,
looking for options, points to the surrounding vehicles.
MAX
Bob and Bree nod. Stephens runs back along the line, barking orders. Troops climb into four old
trucks.
Max, Bob and Bree load themselves with gear. Max shoves C4 into a kit bag. Bree stuffs EMF
grenades into a bandolier. Bob arms himself with an RPG and spare rockets. They scramble into an
old Bronco, leading the small convoy.
Evelyn’s eyes open. will shines with radiant light. She finds the liquid saturating her wound shines
like will.
EVELYN
EVELYN
WILL
You’re talking to me like a computer again.
EVELYN
will nods. Closes his eyes. A PULSE OF ENERGY shoots out of him. It flies in all directions,
illuminating everything in its wake.
The light cascades over the facility. The buildings ignite with energy. As it waves over the valley, the
nanotechnology fills with energy. Each of the hybrids ILLUMINATE, becoming bright as stars.
The wave of energy circles the entire Earth. Every aspect of will, the world over, shines bright with
sentient thought.
Large parts of the world are dim, but around the major hubs of human civilization, Will’s awareness
blazes with life.
ON EVELYN: who can barely process what she’s seeing •.• She faces the world, awed, scanning the
horizon of this world.
EVELYN’S POV: races, at the speed of light, over deserts, cities, hills, and stops, in a SATELLITE
VIEW, to hover over-
A patch BLACKNESS in the shining world. Part of the mountains has been redacted from her vision.
ON EVELYN AND WILL: seeing hundreds of miles away with the ease of looking across a room.
WILL
IN THE BRONCO: Bob leans out a window with his RPG. Max secures the bag of C4 and readies
his harpoon gun. Bree readies an EMP grenade •.•
SCREAMS from behind them. Max shoves his head out the window and looks back.
AT THE END OF THE CONVOY: the flanking nanotechnology spreads over the TRUCK at the end
of the convoy. Soldiers escape as the nanotechnology DISASSEMBLES the vehicle.
MAX
Let’s go 1
Bree SLAMS the accelerator … Max looks into the side-mirror and sees ••• Nanotechnology LIFT
and CRUSH another vehicle.
Max looks in front of them ••• where the hybrids are charging.
Bob FIRES his RPG. The EMP grenade ROCKETS into the enemy’s charge. BOOM. Hybrids fly in
all directions from the blast. still more come.
Max leans out the window and FIRES a harpoon. Drops one. Bree lobs an EMP grenade. BOOM.
More hybrids fall.
A DOZEN HYBRIDS see Max’s success. Sharing a wordless communication, they leap into activity
and fill the street with large debris – old CRT monitors, TVs, computers, and an old telephone booth.
MAX
BREE
Fuck it.
OUTSIDE: The hybrids, seeing the Bronco about to ram into them, calmly walk out of danger. We
hear the BEEP-BEEP-BEEP of a LARGE TRUCK, backing up .••
IN THE BRONCO: Max and Bree go stiff as the LARGE TRUCK moves to reinforce the roadblock.
They brace themselves as-
They SLAM through the barrier, only to IMPACT the truck – CRASH – it stops them, dead.
IN THE BROCO: Max, groggy, is dimly aware of MOVEMENT. He lifts his harpoon gun – FIRES
– one of the hybrids goes down.
Another grabs the door and RIPS it off the vehicle. It takes Max and SLAMS him against the truck.
Max slumps to the ground. The hybrid steps over him. Nanotechnology POOLS in its hand. They
hybrid pours it onto Max. It MORPHS into restraining braces around Max’s wrists.
Bob stumbles out of the Bronco – lifts his stun-bat – CRACKS the hybrid – the SHOCK blows the
hybrid back ten feet. Bob SWINGS – SHOCKS a hybrid – SWINGS – SHOCKS another.
THE CONVOY HAS STOPPED. The nanotechnology, flanking their position, DISAPPEARS more
and more vehicles. Soldiers and Militants run and hide in the town all around, covering their retreat
with HARPOONS, GRENADES, and RPGs.
The nanotechnology CHASES them, morphing into RESTRAINTS around soldiers. STRAIGHT-
JACKETS around the militants. It COCOONS Colonel Stephens. Encasing him.
FIVE HYBRIDS step close. Bree tosses an EMP grenade into them – BOOM. As the smoke clears,
TEN MORE come.
BOB Time to go!
Max, coming to his senses, sees the KIT BAG – still in the Bronco. He moves for it.
Max grabs the bag of C4 and races off with Bree and Bob •.• Heading for the facility.
THREE WOUNDED HYBRIDS lay on the ground. Carla, Paul and Roger. The surrounding hybrids
pour nanotechnology over them. It SEEPS IN and Carla, Paul and Roger stand.
Bree and Bob race toward the DESERT DREAM HOTEL. Max, looking back, sees the hybrids
healing each other.
He takes in his surroundings. Burning buildings. Cratered streets. A broken main spills water allover.
Max realizes the hybrids – DOZENS of them – stand in it.
MAX
RPG.
Max, restrained, uses both his arms to point Bob to a new target. Bob gets a little grin, aims-
WHOOSH! The RPG rockets into a POWER LINE. The explosion SPLINTERS the wooden pole –
which FALLS, SNAPPING power cables – which drop in the water – ELECTROCUTING the
hybrids.
Max, Bob and Bree hustle for Will’s facility. Behind them-
The live wires WHIP the water. Each time it does, the hybrids CONTORT. And with each LASH of
the power line-
I/E. WILL’S CONSCIOUSNESS/WILL’S FACILITY – DAY
will points toward the city. Her consciousness FLIES to the BODIES of the hybrids, FLICKERING
with light as the power line electrocutes them.
WILL
The power line stops SPARKING as the power is cut. The hybrids stop WRITHING and lay there.
Lifeless.
Evelyn keeps her attention on Main Street. We HOVER over the hybrids in this digital/analogue
world. The SPARK of their being FLICKERS in and out.
EVELYN
WILL
will concentrates. The shimmering walls of nanotechnology dissolve and flows toward the town.
Evelyn looks away. will watches her, realizing-
WILL (CONT’D)
You don’t believe me. Even feeling what you’re feeling. Why?
Evelyn watches the shining nanotechnology all around them. Her eyes are hard. Disbelieving.
WILL (CONT’D)
I know you think I’m a liar. A monster. But you’re wrong. We devoted our lives to technology
because we were convinced that it would help humanity …
EVELYN
Why is it growing, exponentially, allover the planet? It’s in the air. The rain.
WILL
She lets him take her hand. Her eyes widen, and we FLASH TO:
BILLOWING SMOKESTACKS of MASSIVE FACTORIES: interlaced with the black smoke are
the iridescent traces of nanotechnology.
WILL (V.O.) (CONT’D) The nanotechnology builds itself out of pollutants. Their selfreplication
heals the ecosystem.
WATER WAYS darkened by INDUSTRIAL CHEMICALS teem with nanotechnology. It attacks the
toxic waste.
WILL (V.O.) (CONT’D) They help facilitate conditions for reforestation. In a few years, the air will
match the atmospheric conditions the world had before the industrial age. Water will be pure enough
for a person to drink out of any river in the world.
WILL
Evelyn looks down. The iridescent nanotechnology saturates the wound in her abdomen.
EVELYN
WILL
You said you were sick of explanations. You said it made you feel like a child. A pet.
Bob points to the facility, where the nanotechnology courses for them.
MAX
They run for the hotel and race up its external stairs. The nanotechnology flows past them •••
positioning themselves on the second floor, they watch the graphite stream over the fallen hybrids.
One by one, they stand up. They begin moving for the hotel.
Max, gripping a stun gun between his restraints, looks below. There are FIFTY hybrids.
Nanotechnology swirls at their feet.
Bree lobs a grenade. One of the hybrids BATS it away – BAM – the explosion turns a patch of
nanotechnology to dust. It’s quickly replaced by more.
A hybrid reaches into the graphite and pulls up a SPHERE of nanotechnology. It THROWS the
sphere – lightning fast – which CRASHES into Bob, knocking the big man against the wall. The
sphere MORPHS – wraps around Bob – and CLAMPS itself to the wall – pinning Bob.
Before Max and Bree can even process what happened, another sphere SLAMS Bree against the wall
– restraining her.
Max grabs the bag of C4. KICKS open a door. Stumbles inside.
WILL
ON WILL: as his attention FLIES, at LIGHT SPEED, to a satellite feed of the North East. We FLY
toward Boston, into-
EVELYN and WILL’S GARDEN: where, in the corner, there is a BLACK PATCH in the light of
Will’s network. Similar to the RIFT Camp. Nanotechnology DUST flies into it, settles on a leaf of
ivy, where moisture collects it into a bead of water.
EVELYN
WILL
EVELYN
I didn’t know. You just needed to show me. I believe you, now ••• I know it’ s you …
Will gets a soft smile. They stand there, close.
A shadow forms in the light. Evelyn looks down at where they touch. The energy in her arms fills
with shadow. A darkness in the light. The virus.
EVELYN (CONT’D)
will looks down and sees the shadows slither into him. Evelyn watches the dull black of the virus
begin to overtake his light. It streams out, in tendrils, in all directions •••
WILL
EVELYN
Max pulls the bag of C4 with him. The hybrids enter the room. Max scrambles back. Hits a wall. The
hybrids surround him.
The hybrids, as if hearing a silent alarm, stop. They go tense. Max looks down at his restraints. Small
FISSURES form in the graphite. The restraints begin to CRUMBLE. He pulls his arms apart. Free.
The hybrids begin to STUMBLE. Max stands. One by one, the hybrids fall. Nanotechnology begins
seeping out of them.
MAX
Evelyn sees more of the blackness coursing out of her and into Will. The virus fills him. He looks at
her, anguished.
WILL
Frantic, she grabs him tighter. As she does, more of the darkness floods into him.
Max, Bree and Bob sprint through the facility. All around them, the nanotechnology CHURNS in a
frenzy. It crystalizes and fragments into dust. They enter the processor building.
Max tosses Bob bricks of C4. Bob sets them. Bree follows, rolling trigger wire and plugging in
detonators.
Max glances at the walls – FLASHING with will’s thoughts – he slows as he realizes most of the
images are of Evelyn.
Evelyn watches the shadows of the virus dim everything in will. Everything in her. She winces in
pain. She looks down and finds her wound has turned black.
WILL
Joseph KICKS his way out of the cube. Stands. Makes his way down the hill. All around him,
Militants and Soldiers escape from their nanotechnology restraints. Stephens breaks free from the
graphite cocoon.
STEPHENS Get to the facility!
Allover the battlefield, the hybrids lay still. Graphite streams out of them, and dies.
They are left in the condition they were in before being augmented with nanotechnology. Human and
vulnerable.
Evelyn’s WRACKED by another pain. will reaches toward her wound. The blackness streams out of
her. Her wound starts streaming blood again. Will, weeping graphite, calls to-
WILL
Max!
As Max sets the last of the explosives, Will’s avatar fills the walls. There’s STATIC. Will’s image
FLICKERS in and out.
WILL’S AVATAR
Bree, seeing Max standing there, grabs him and shakes him.
WILL’S AVATAR
Max goes absolutely still. Max squints at Will’s avatar ~n the walls, like he can barely recognize-
MAX
.•. Will’?
Bob presses the detonator. The building QUAKES with internal explosions. The ceiling collapses.
The walls cave in. Will’s facility turns into a mess of fire, smoke, and debris.
Evelyn, dying, watches as the last of Will’s light is snuffed out by the virus. He looks at her. Gentle.
A DARK SHOCK-WAVE blasts out of him. Everything bright in this world goes dark. The
blackness radiates over the valley and beyond. A black void. A silent nothing.
We fly into the dark side of the planet. Below us, we see the glimmering of artificial light over the
major cities of the world. One by one, they all go black. The world is plunged into darkness.
Evelyn’s eyes open. She’s back in her body. Blood pours out of her wound. She’s holding will’s
hand. His body bleeds nanotechnology. His eyes open slightly.
Hands GRABS her. Turn her. Check her vitals. It’s Max, trying to save her life. When he sees her
wound, he slows.
EVELYN
Max, I’m staying with him.
She turns back to will. They make eye contact. The life fading from them, they try to cherish every
detail before •..
They die. Hands intertwined. Their still, lifeless eyes starting into each other.
Joseph and Stephens, walking toward the facility, look around at their troops. They’re battered and
bruised, but they’re all standing. They’re all alive.
JOSEPH
Even the hybrids are alive. All of them. They’ve reverted back to their original states. Roger is
paralyzed. Paul cannot see.
The town is silent. The ruins of will’s facility smolder. The sea of nanotechnology has turned to dust.
The desert breeze blows through, carrying it away ••.
FADE TO:
An endless row of computer servers stand lifeless and dark. Illuminated only by a long row of
skylights above. There is no power. Two men walk through. Max, in dirty jeans and a stained coat.
Joseph is ungroomed. They take in the dark building, still as a tomb.
JOSEPH
MAX
No. Nothing. I heard Tokyo has power. Berlin, too. But they’re just rumors.
MAX
They walk in silence, both lost in thought. Max takes in the lifeless machines all around them.
JOSEPH
Max goes silent. They move to the exit, guarded by SOLDIERS with assault rifles.
Max takes in the abandoned home. Water stains. Debris. Piled mattresses suggest squatters have
come and gone. The floorboards were scavenged for firewood – the charred evidence is in the
fireplace.
In the center of the room is a pile of discarded cell phones, laptops, and tablet machines. Max grabs
one of the phones.
He leans against a wall. He slides into a crouch. He turns the phone over in his hand. It’s dead.
His breathing quickens as he fights back emotion. Wrapping his arms around his knees, he waits for
the sensation to pass. He sits there. Alone.
MAX
I’m sorry.
outside, the rain has stopped. The day brightens. Max looks to the rear of the house. Something
arrests his attention. He makes his way through the 19th century townhouse.
INT. DATA CENTER – DAY
Joseph, walking through the long row of machines, slows. Stops. Looks up at a lifeless server.
Max steps into the garden, which is lush and full of life. Ivy covers the walls. Flowers of every shape
and color. The garden contrasts everything we’ve seen of this world.
In a corner rests a set of vintage garden furniture. A small table, two chairs. Dark, lightly rusted
metal. Max stares at the empty seats.
A calmness comes over Max. His attention settles on a leaf of ivy, where moisture collects into a
bead of water.
He studies the shimmering drop of liquid. As he stares, something new emerges in his eyes •.•
Recognition.
THE END.