Almost Human

The year is 2048.

Evolving technologies can no longer be regulated.

Dangerous advancements forever alter the criminal landscape.

Police are not prepared.

Law enforcement combats this corruption

With a new line of defense.

But not all are created equal.

The idea behind the drns was to be as human as possible.

They were based on a program called synthetic soul.

That's one of the crazy ones.

I'll lead you in? Let's go.

Woman: Now all cops--

Human and manmade together--

Take on the battle to watch over us all.

Hey, hey. We're not open yet.

But you gotta let me in, please!

Ten minutes!

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Man: Hey! Stop right there!

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Sir, come here.

Sir, I'm only gonna say this once... No, please!

Sir! Please, they're gonna... They're gonna find me!

Who's gonna find you? They know where I am!

Calm down! They're gonna kill me!

You don't understand! Calm down, sir!

Female voice: Please enjoy a hot beverage.

Woman: When you came to see me

Six months ago,

Your emotions were boiling over with hate.

You were seething with frustration

And disgust at your neighbors,

At your fellow workers,

At our government.

But today...

You are a different man.

And I am so proud

Of how far you've come.

What a complete and utter waste of my time.

I could not feel worse.

I don't feel at all better.

I hate everyone the same.

In fact, I think I hate you most.

Therapist: Okay.

But, jim...

Listen to yourself.

Listen to your words.

Two months ago, you would've been

Expressing this anger physically.

Now you're using your words.

When I get these damn bandages off,

I'll be physical again.

Well, you should be proud of yourself.

Okay, john. What about you?

How are you feeling?

Doc, I'm feeling great.

Really? Yeah.

I'm feeling really good.

I don't want to encourage you to be angry,

But I also don't want you to hide your feelings

From us-- and more importantly...

From yourself.

No, uh, look...

I'm the first to agree, you know?

I'm all for sharing feelings.

Uh... But, uh...

I feel good.

What can I say?

John...

Your girlfriend not only abandoned you,

But she was secretly working for one of the most yeah. Mm-hmm.

Infamous criminal organizations in this city.

The same organization that targeted

And killed your entire squad...

Mm-hmm. ...In a gun battle and left you for dead,

And, ultimately,

Left you with a synthetic leg.

Mmm... Yet, for the past several sessions,

In what little you've told us,

You're saying that...

You have no problems

And you... Feel good?

Are you really, truly saying

That you're being honest?

Look, doc,

We all hit bumps in the road.

You know?

Everyone hits speed bumps, right?

The thing is,

I got my health, you know?

I got a job.

I got a new synthetic leg.

I can still... You know.

Comparatively speaking...

I mean, I'm not like... Like marty over there.

I mean, no... No offense, marty.

If I was in your shoes,

Pal, I tell you, I'd...

I'd really... , you know?

Every week I walk in here, I think, "oh, my god,

Is marty gonna be here?"

And he is. Week in, week out.

I gotta hand it to you.

I'd get a divorce, I'd put the dog down,

And I'd just stay away from peanut butter.

It's as simple as that, really.

I feel good.

I really do, you know?

What about you, uh... Anal?

You're good?

Man: It's aneal.

Okay. Yeah.

Hey, mr. Friendly.

How was angry class 101?

Call me that again and I swear

I'll stick my boot right in your face. Ah.

Clearly, it went well.

Detective kennex.

Here's the preliminary report.

Detective paul is up there, sir.

Oh, I'm sorry, there's not much we can do about that.

Victim is anton cross.

Lived in lakeshore heights.

Single gunshot wound to the upper torso.

Large caliber round.

John: What do you got?

Paul: Looks like three shots fired.

One through the skylight,

One through that guy's celo,

And one into mr. Lucky here,

Which fragmented on the wall.

The transit police said he was running.

They stopped him on the platform.

He was agitated, saying "they're gonna kill me."

Three shots and no one saw a shooter?

Paul: Correct.

And we only recovered one bullet.

One bullet?

Mx: It is possible that

A single bullet was responsible

For all three impacts.

If fired from the perfect angle

And traveling along a consistent trajectory,

I believe a bullet could have cut through the skylight,

Continued through the celo, bounced against the wall,

Ricocheted to the floor,

And penetrated the victim's chest cavity.

Mm-hmm.

Let me get this straight.

You're suggesting that a single bullet

Came through the skylight,

Ricocheted and bounced its way

Through the subway, and then just

Miraculously hit a man square in the chest--

Who was, according to witnesses,

Running, screaming,

"they're gonna kill me"?

While the likelihood seems improbable,

There is a .004% chance that a shooter

Firing with this morning's

Five miles per hour northwesterly winds,

Would release a bullet that would only increase speed

Until hitting the skylight,

Where the trajectory would change nominally

And the bullet would increase velocity

Due to air conditioning within the station.

A temporary deformation, coupled with inertia

And the molecular structure of the wall,

The celo, and the floor, would inevitably allow

For a fatal impact.

Paul: Mm-hmm.

Makes sense to me.

John: What do you think?

Obviously, this is just a first look,

But it appears that there's only

Residue from the skylight,

And residue from the celo.

Yet there's no residue from the floor,

Making the likelihood that it bounced

Or ricocheted unlikely.

Detective kennex.

I appreciate you seeking multiple scenarios

As to how this homicide occurred.

And I understand your partner is trying to assist you.

However, I must remind you that

Your partner is a drn.

A discontinued...

Please, do continue.

If you look here, there seems to be

Some sort of circuitry that's embedded in the slug.

Now, we can't be sure until we a get

A full analysis,

But these markings don't look like

Scratches from a bullet hitting a wall.

Mx: Again, detective kennex, your drn is inferior.

Its computing power is 18 billion trilihertz

Less than my own. It's not something you see every day.

On top of that, I genuinely believe

That one bullet did do it does not have the ability