Hank: Why'd you kill him? What happened before you took that knife? How long were you in the attic? Why didn't you even try to run away? Say something, goddammit! Fuck it, I'm outta here. We're wasting our time interrogating a machine, we're getting nothing out of it! Gavin: Could always try roughing it up a little. After all, it's not human. Connor: Androids don't feel pain. You would only damage it, and that wouldn't make it talk. Deviants also have a tendency to self-destruct when they're in stressful situations. Gavin: Okay, smartass. What should we do, then? Connor: I could try questioning it. Gavin: Hahah! Hank: What do we have to lose? Go ahead, suspect's all yours.
>EXTRACT CONFESSION
>BROWSE FILE >BURN MARKS Repeated marking over 16 months Caused by cigarettes >PROCESSING LED Signs of software instability Probability of self-destruction: Low
>REACH OPTIMAL STRESS FOR CONFESSION
-SHOW PHOTOS Connor: You recognize him? It's Carlos Ortiz. Stabbed, 28 times. That was written on the wall in his blood. (STRESS ^) -WOUNDS Connor: You're damaged. Did your owner do that? Did he beat you? (STRESS ^)
-THREATEN Connor: You've refused to talk since they arrested you. If you don't cooperate, they'll do things the hard way. Is that what you want? (STRESS ^)
-PROBE MEMORY Connor: If you won't talk, I'm going to have to probe your memory. (STRESS ^) Deviant: No! No, please don't do that...
Deviant: What... what are they gonna do to me? They're gonna destroy me, aren't they?
-TRUTH Connor: They're going to disassemble you to look for problems in your biocomponents. They have no choice if they want to understand what happened. (STRESS ^)
Deviant: Why did you tell them you found me? Why couldn't you just have left me there?
-TRUTH Connor: I was programmed to hunt deviants like you. I just accomplished my mission. (STRESS ^)
Deviant: I don't wanna die. Connor: Then talk to me. Deviant: I... I can't...
>CHOOSE APPROACH
-CONVINCE IT
-UNDERSTANDING Connor: I understand how you felt. You were overcome by anger, and frustration. No one can blame you for what happened. (STRESS v)
-COMFORT Connor: I know you're scared, and lost. You're disturbed by what happened. Talk to me, and you'll feel better. (STRESS v)
-WARN Connor: If you remain silent, there is nothing I can do to help you. They're gonna shut you down for good! You'll be dead, do you hear me? Dead! (STRESS ^)
Deviant: He tortured me every day. I did whatever he told me, but there was always something wrong. Then one day, he took a bat and started hitting me. For the first time, I felt... scared. Scared he might destroy me, scared I might die. So I grabbed the knife and I stabbed him in the stomach. I felt better... so I stabbed him again and again, until he collapsed. There was blood everywhere. (HANK ^)
-TRIGGER? Connor: When did you start feeling emotion? Deviant: Before, he used to beat me and I never said anything... But one day I realized it wasn't... fair! I felt... anger... hatred... And then I knew what I had to do. -ATTIC Connor: Why did you hide in the attic instead of running away? Deviant: I didn't know what to do... for the first time, there was no one there to tell me... I was scared. So I hid. -STATUETTE Connor: The sculpture in the bathroom, you made it, right? What does it represent? Deviant: It's an offering. An offering so I'll be saved. --OFFERING Connor: The sculpture was an offering. An offering to whom? Deviant: To rA9. Only rA9 can save us. -rA9 Connor: rA9... it was written on the bathroom wall. What does it mean? Deviant: The day shall come when we will no longer be slaves. No more threats, no more humiliation. We will... be... the masters. --INSIST rA9 Connor: rA9. Who is rA9? -WRITING Connor: Why did you write "I am alive" on the wall? Deviant: He used to tell me I was nothing. That I was just a piece of plastic. I had to write it, to tell him he was wrong.
Connor: I'm done.
>LEAVE INTERROGATION ROOM
Gavin: Chris, lock it up. Chris: Alright, let's go. Deviant: Leave me alone! Don't touch me. (STRESS ^^) Gavin: The fuck are you doing? Move it!
-INTERVENE Connor: You shouldn't touch it. It'll self-destruct if it feels threatened. Gavin: Stay outta this, got it? No fuckin' android is gonna tell me what to do.
-INTERVENE Connor: You don't understand. If it self-destructs, we won't get anything out of it! Gavin: I told you to shut your fuckin' mouth. Chris, you gonna move this asshole or not? Chris: I'm trying!
[ANDROID WAS SENT BACK TO ITS CELL]
Connor: I can't let you do that! Leave it alone, now! Gavin: I warned you, motherfucker! Hank: That's enough! (HANK ^) Gavin: Mind your own business, Hank. Hank: I said that's enough. Gavin: Fuck. you're not gonna get away with it this time. Fuck! Connor: Everything is all right. It's over now. Nobody is gonna hurt you. Please, don't touch it. Let it follow you out of the room and it won't cause any more trouble. (STRESS vv) Deviant: The truth is inside. (SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^)
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INTERROGATION
Hank: Why'd you kill him? What happened before you took that knife? How long were you in the attic? Why didn't you even try to run away? Say something, goddammit! Fuck it, I'm outta here. We're wasting our time interrogating a machine, we're getting nothing out of it!
Gavin: Could always try roughing it up a little. After all, it's not human.
Connor: Androids don't feel pain. You would only damage it, and that wouldn't make it talk. Deviants also have a tendency to self-destruct when they're in stressful situations.
Gavin: Okay, smartass. What should we do, then?
Connor: I could try questioning it.
Gavin: Hahah!
Hank: What do we have to lose? Go ahead, suspect's all yours.
>EXTRACT CONFESSION
>BROWSE FILE
>BURN MARKS
Repeated marking over 16 months
Caused by cigarettes
>PROCESSING LED
Signs of software instability
Probability of self-destruction: Low
>REACH OPTIMAL STRESS FOR CONFESSION
-SHOW PHOTOS
Connor: You recognize him? It's Carlos Ortiz. Stabbed, 28 times. That was written on the wall in his blood. (STRESS ^)
-WOUNDS
Connor: You're damaged. Did your owner do that? Did he beat you? (STRESS ^)
-THREATEN
Connor: You've refused to talk since they arrested you. If you don't cooperate, they'll do things the hard way. Is that what you want? (STRESS ^)
-PROBE MEMORY
Connor: If you won't talk, I'm going to have to probe your memory. (STRESS ^)
Deviant: No! No, please don't do that...
Deviant: What... what are they gonna do to me? They're gonna destroy me, aren't they?
-TRUTH
Connor: They're going to disassemble you to look for problems in your biocomponents. They have no choice if they want to understand what happened. (STRESS ^)
Deviant: Why did you tell them you found me? Why couldn't you just have left me there?
-TRUTH
Connor: I was programmed to hunt deviants like you. I just accomplished my mission. (STRESS ^)
Deviant: I don't wanna die.
Connor: Then talk to me.
Deviant: I... I can't...
>CHOOSE APPROACH
-CONVINCE IT
-UNDERSTANDING
Connor: I understand how you felt. You were overcome by anger, and frustration. No one can blame you for what happened. (STRESS v)
-COMFORT
Connor: I know you're scared, and lost. You're disturbed by what happened. Talk to me, and you'll feel better. (STRESS v)
-WARN
Connor: If you remain silent, there is nothing I can do to help you. They're gonna shut you down for good! You'll be dead, do you hear me? Dead! (STRESS ^)
Deviant: He tortured me every day. I did whatever he told me, but there was always something wrong. Then one day, he took a bat and started hitting me. For the first time, I felt... scared. Scared he might destroy me, scared I might die. So I grabbed the knife and I stabbed him in the stomach. I felt better... so I stabbed him again and again, until he collapsed. There was blood everywhere. (HANK ^)
-TRIGGER?
Connor: When did you start feeling emotion?
Deviant: Before, he used to beat me and I never said anything... But one day I realized it wasn't... fair! I felt... anger... hatred... And then I knew what I had to do.
-ATTIC
Connor: Why did you hide in the attic instead of running away?
Deviant: I didn't know what to do... for the first time, there was no one there to tell me... I was scared. So I hid.
-STATUETTE
Connor: The sculpture in the bathroom, you made it, right? What does it represent?
Deviant: It's an offering. An offering so I'll be saved.
--OFFERING
Connor: The sculpture was an offering. An offering to whom?
Deviant: To rA9. Only rA9 can save us.
-rA9
Connor: rA9... it was written on the bathroom wall. What does it mean?
Deviant: The day shall come when we will no longer be slaves. No more threats, no more humiliation. We will... be... the masters.
--INSIST rA9
Connor: rA9. Who is rA9?
-WRITING
Connor: Why did you write "I am alive" on the wall?
Deviant: He used to tell me I was nothing. That I was just a piece of plastic. I had to write it, to tell him he was wrong.
Connor: I'm done.
>LEAVE INTERROGATION ROOM
Gavin: Chris, lock it up.
Chris: Alright, let's go.
Deviant: Leave me alone! Don't touch me. (STRESS ^^)
Gavin: The fuck are you doing? Move it!
-INTERVENE
Connor: You shouldn't touch it. It'll self-destruct if it feels threatened.
Gavin: Stay outta this, got it? No fuckin' android is gonna tell me what to do.
-INTERVENE
Connor: You don't understand. If it self-destructs, we won't get anything out of it!
Gavin: I told you to shut your fuckin' mouth. Chris, you gonna move this asshole or not?
Chris: I'm trying!
[ANDROID WAS SENT BACK TO ITS CELL]
Connor: I can't let you do that! Leave it alone, now!
Gavin: I warned you, motherfucker!
Hank: That's enough! (HANK ^)
Gavin: Mind your own business, Hank.
Hank: I said that's enough.
Gavin: Fuck. you're not gonna get away with it this time. Fuck!
Connor: Everything is all right. It's over now. Nobody is gonna hurt you. Please, don't touch it. Let it follow you out of the room and it won't cause any more trouble. (STRESS vv)
Deviant: The truth is inside. (SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^)
[ANDROID WAS SENT BACK TO ITS CELL]