Artificial Intelligence: AI Page #2

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...needs to be spoken to David

in this order here.

For our own protection,

this imprinting is irreversible.

His love would be sealed

and we'd be part of him forever.

Because of this, after imprinting,

no Mecha-child can be resold.

If a parent decides not to keep it...

...they must return it

to Cybertronics for destruction.

I had to sign an agreement or

they wouldn't let you see David.

You have to sign it too. Right here.

Monica...

...don't imprint until

you're entirely sure.

Silly man. Of course I'm not sure.

Would you like me to sleep now?

Good idea. Good idea.

Monica?

Well, it's late, you know.

It's after 9.

How late do they let you stay up?

I can never go to sleep.

But I can lay quietly

and not make a peep.

Those pajamas will fit.

We'll check on you in the morning.

Dress me?

I'm gonna say good night

while you boys be boys.

Raise your arms.

-Is it a game?

-Yes.

Hide-and-seek.

I found you.

That's your room. Just go and play.

I found you.

Out! Out! Get out of here!

And close the goddamn door!

Is it a game?

Now, I'm gonna read some words.

They won't make any sense, but I

want you to listen to them anyway.

And look at me all the time.

Can you do that?

Yes, Monica.

Can you feel my hand

on the back of your neck?

Yes.

-Does any of this hurt?

-No.

Okay, now...

...look at me.

Ready?

Cirrus.

Socrates.

Particle.

Decibel.

Hurricane.

Dolphin.

Tulip.

Monica.

David.

Monica.

All right.

I wonder if I did that right.

What were those words for, Mommy?

What did you call me?

Mommy.

Who am l, David?

You are my mommy.

You smell lovely. I love it

when you wear this stuff.

-Will you love me when it's all gone?

-No.

Stop it!

We can marry again and begin with

a scent that's not in short supply.

Come on, we're late.

-Hello, David.

-Hello, Henry.

Walk us out, sweetheart.

Come on!

My shoe!

-Your tie! You're hopeless!

-I'm helpless. He made our bed.

He's just trying so hard!

He's trying to please me.

He has a way with my coffee!

It's creepy.

You never hear him coming.

-He is only a child.

-He's a toy.

He's a gift.

From you.

David, when we leave,

the doors will go smart...

...so you can't leave your room,

but if you'd like....

-I put too much on.

-Do I smell lovely?

Oh, God, no!

Mommy?

Will you die?

Well, one day, David, yes, I will.

I'll be alone.

Don't worry yourself so.

How long will you live?

For ages.

For 50 years.

I love you, Mommy.

I hope you never die.

Never.

Yes.

Darling!

We're becoming unfashionably,

unreasonably late.

Hello?

This belonged to Martin, my son.

His name is Teddy.

Teddy, this is David.

-Hello, Teddy.

-Hello, David.

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