SXSW Q&A with Cast and Crew of 'Ex Machina' Page #4

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So what? You want me

to talk about myself?

Yes.

Where...

Okay, where do I start?

It's your decision.

I'm interested to see

what you'll choose.

Hmm.

Okay, Ava.

Well,

you know my name.

Yes.

I'm 26.

I work at Nathan's company.

Do you know what his company is?

Blue Book.

Named after

Wittgenstein's notes.

It's the world's most popular

internet search engine,

processing an average of 94% of

all internet search requests.

That's exactly right.

Where do you live, Caleb?

Brookhaven, Long Island.

Is it nice there?

It's okay.

I got an apartment.

It's kind of small.

It's very small.

But, uh, it's a five-minute

walk to the office

and a five-minute

walk to the ocean,

which I like.

Are you married?

Um...

No.

Is your status single?

Yes.

What about your family?

I grew up in Portland, Oregon.

No brothers or sisters.

My parents were both

high school teachers.

And if we're getting

to know each other,

I guess I should tell you

they're both dead.

Car crash when I was 15.

In fact, I was

in the car with them.

Back seat.

But it was the front

that got the worst of it.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I spent a long time

in the hospital afterward.

Like nearly a year.

And I got into coding.

And by the time I got to college,

I was pretty advanced.

An advanced programmer.

Yes.

Like Nathan.

Yes.

No.

It's different.

Nathan wrote the Blue Book

base code when he was 13.

Which, if you understand code,

what he did was like

Mozart or something.

Do you like Mozart?

I like Depeche Mode.

Do you like Nathan?

Yes, of course.

Is Nathan your friend?

My friend?

I... Yeah, I hope so.

A good friend?

Um, yeah.

Well, no, no, no,

I mean, not a good friend.

A good friend is, uh...

We only just met

each other, you know.

So it takes time

to be able to, um...

To get to know each other, I guess.

Power cut.

Backup power activated.

Caleb.

You're wrong.

Wrong about what?

Nathan.

In what way?

He isn't your friend.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry, Ava,

I don't understand.

You shouldn't trust him.

You shouldn't trust

anything he says.

Power restored.

And if we made a list of books

or works of art

which we both know,

it would form the ideal basis

of a discussion.

Is that okay?

Caleb?

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah.

Good.

Thank you.

Oh, sh*t! Are you

f***ing kidding me?

Did it get on you?

No, no, it's, uh...

It's all right.

I got it.

Dude, you're wasting

your time talking to her.

She doesn't understand English.

Just give her the napkin.

Sorry.

It's like a firewall

against leaks.

It means I can talk

trade secrets over dinner

and know it'll go no further.

It also means that

I can't tell her that

I'm pissed when she's

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