Humans

- First impressions? - Looks like it crushed the punter's throat,

held a knife to the madam. She said it was acting angry, just like a human.

I saw the forensics leaving. What are you trying to hide?

You're suspended from duty, active immediately.

For legal reasons, a Synthetic appliance cannot self-examine.

My clothes must be removed.

Yeah, I was afraid you were going to say that.

Would you like me to open that for you, Peter?

Tell it to stay out of my way!

Pete!

You've killed someone, Niska.

They'll find you.

They'll destroy you.

You can't be allowed to exist.

- Who is Tom? - Shut up!

Never say that name again. Do you understand?

Promise me.

You're a weirdo, Anita.

I'm going to find out why.

Oh, my God, she's here.

We can find her.

I'm here! Help me! Help me!

We are looking for a particular group of Synths.

This one again.

These Russian junkers picked her up somewhere. They brought it to me.

I installed some new software

and I took my fee.

Where can I find these Slavic entrepreneurs?

I'll tell you exactly what I told the other bloke. I've got no idea.

The other bloke?

20s, dark hair, looked like he was sleeping rough.

Him and his dolly were looking for her too.

His dolly hit my mate.

Properly,

put him down.

Now, how is that possible?

This other young man, are you sure he was human?

- Oh, you what? - Was he human?

Well, he bled...

blood.

We're not looking for five Synthetics.

We're looking for four and a human.

There's a young man with them. Must be protecting them.

I want him to be the focus now

and those backpacks we discounted,

I want them tested for human DNA.

Could you use some extra help around the house?

Introducing the world's first family android.

This mechanical maid is capable of serving more than just

breakfast in bed.

What could you accomplish if you had someone, something like this?

These machines will bring us closer together.

Mmm, that smells good.

Oh, Pete, don't make a call now, breakfast's nearly ready.

Hello.

Hi, Karen, it's me, just checking in.

How's gardening leave?

Bored out my mind.

Stuck here until that little creep from the paper

drops his stupid complaint.

Well, there's an argument that that's what happens

- when you assault journalists. - Noted, yeah.

What's happening with the case?

Oh, yeah, solved it, on to the next thing now.

Very funny.

Could you e-mail me over the case files?

Erm, I can't get access from my home computer, so...

Oh, yeah, that sounds like a good idea,

- then we can both be suspended together. - Pete.

I'm on the phone, Jill.

Well, are you going to finish the call so we can eat together?

I'm not hungry, OK?

Fine. Well, can you leave then?

Cos some of us would like to have breakfast in peace.

Fine, I'm leaving.

Anita?

A word.

How are your systems running?

- Fine, thank you, Mattie. - Yeah?

No errors?

Diagnostics all good?

I detect no errors in my system.

I detected a pretty friggin' big one the other night.

You know, suddenly switching to kidnap mode, "I'm here,

help me!"

Remember that?

I'm afraid I don't.

Well, I do.

And it's messed up. It's weird.

I guess I wanted to make sure you're OK,

on a mechanical level, obviously.

My systems are running at full capacity, Mattie.

Thank you for your concern.

Yeah.

Don't mention it.

Good chat.

Hello, Laura.

You would make a terrible spy.

Whereas you would actually make a pretty good Bond villain.

- What happened to Anita the other night? - Nothing.

She malfunctioned a bit.

She yelled for help.

She yelled for help? What were you doing to her?

- Nothing! Why would you assume I was? - OK, OK,

don't jump down my throat.

- I might have tried to hack her a little. - Mattie!

But she...

she sounded scared.

Synths can't get scared,

can they?

I don't think so.

What would be the point?

Almost the weekend.

Urgh, don't remind me.

Not got anything fun planned with the kids?

Oh, unless you find passive aggression

and simmering resentment fun.

I'm a lawyer, aren't I?

Anything good come in?

Not really, all a bit dry.

Oh, here's a fun one...

Mrs Kennedy was thrown out of a play for violating the theatre's

policy on Synths in the audience.

She's suing for human rights violations.

Guess whose human rights?

The Synth's.

Says her dolly is special.

Special, how?

Says he enjoys the plays, apparently.

Like a real live boy.

- Who's taking it? - Don't worry, we turned her down.

She doesn't need legal aid, she needs a psychiatrist.

Pete,

can you come in here a minute?

I need to talk to you.

What's going on?

I've been thinking...

a lot.

And I don't think you make me happy any more.

I don't think that this relationship

is healthy for me any more

and I would like some time apart.

Well, Jill, I've been suspended from work,

so I literally have to hang around the house all day.

How can I spend less time with you?

I don't think it's a good idea for you to be here right now.

I'm sure there's places you can go.

- This is mad. - I'm sorry.

No, don't apologise. Don't do that.

- What's it said to you? - Simon has had nothing to do with this.

Yes, he... Yes, IT does!

Ever since we got that thing, this has been coming.

- Oh, that's ridiculous. - Jill,

I'm a man

and I'm not perfect... that's the point.

None of us are, we're not supposed to be.

- Pete, Pete, no! - Shut up!

Look at me.

Look at me.

Pete, the deposit!

Christ...

Leo,

- are you trying to steal a car? - Nope.

Borrow one, if anything.

What do you want me to do, Max? Carry you to Mia?

We need to find her.

Do you think Mia will be happy to see us?

Who wouldn't be happy to see us?

Most people we meet nowadays don't seem to like us very much.

Yeah, well...

they just haven't had a chance to get to know us yet.

The car was unlocked.

Yes, thank you, I can see that.

The coordinates we have aren't exact

No.

So how are we going to find the forum user

if we still don't have their precise location?

Don't worry about that, I've got a plan to flush them out.

Hmm, wait, Toby.

May I?

Enjoy the party, Toby.

Thank you.

They'll be gone for a while.

Sophie's at a sleepover.

Got the place to ourselves.

What do you say we have a little house party of our own?

Actually, I'm going out as well.

Where?

It's a work thing. Last-minute arrangement.

Who else is going?

No-one you know.

I'll see you later.

Sorry.

Anita, do you ever get scared?

I think everyone does.

OK, ground rules... if you drink too much, I'm not carrying you home.

Don't do drugs in front of me.

I don't want to talk to any of your little friends,

and don't try and have sex with any of my friends.

Anything else?