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hanging dead.
    CUT TO
    – Caleb, glancing round at the door to the room, where the panel LED glows red.
    CUT TO
    – Ava …
    watching Caleb with a strange intensity.
    The vague quality of blankness in her eyes is completely gone.
    AVA
    Caleb.
    Caleb turns. Sees the way Ava is looking at him.
    You’re wrong.
    CALEB
    … Wrong about what?
    AVA
    Nathan.
    CALEB
    … In what way?
    AVA
    He isn’t your friend.
    CALEB
    Excuse me?
    He frowns.
    I’m sorry, Ava, I don’t understand what you’re –
    AVA
    ( cuts in )
    You shouldn’t trust him. You shouldn’t trust anything he says.
    She presses her hand to the glass.
    Trust me.
    Then –
    – the emergency lighting suddenly dims –.
    – and the normal lighting starts fading up. Caleb turns –
    – just in time to see the CCTV cameras twitch back into life.
    AUTOMATED VOICE
    Power restored.
    When Caleb looks back at Ava, she has returned to her previous posture, facial expression and manner.
    She looks directly at Caleb, and talks, as if continuing a conversation they have been having.
    AVA
    – 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.
    A beat.
    ( Prompting. ) Is that okay, Caleb?
    CALEB
    … Yes.
    They lock eyes for a moment.
    Ava smiles.
    AVA
    Good.
    EXT. GARDEN – LATE AFTERNOON
    Trees and shrubs cast long shadows across the manicured lawn.
    Through the glass wall we can see the Japanese girl, Kyoko, preparing sushi at the juice bar.
    INT. HOUSE ⁄ DINING AREA – NIGHT
    Caleb and Nathan sit at the dining table.
    Lanterns are laid out across the terrace.
    Kyoko lays out different kinds of salad between them. Each is beautifully prepared. Leaves are spread and overlapped like fish scales.
    As she does so, she knocks a bottle of wine on the table.
    It tips, and lands on its side, and immediately starts emptying. A deep red stain, blossoming across the linen.
    Caleb pushes back his chair as the liquid pushes towards him, then starts to fall to the floor.
    NATHAN
    Shit, Kyoko. Are you serious? ( To Caleb. ) Did it get you?
    CALEB
    No. No problem.
    Caleb takes his napkin and leans down to start wiping the floor.
    Then Kyoko appears beside him.
    She holds her hand out for the napkin.
    NATHAN
    Give her the cloth.
    CALEB
    ( to Kyoko )
    It’s okay, don’t worry. I’ve got it.
    NATHAN
    Dude – you’re wasting your time. She can’t speak a word of English.
    Her hand remains outstretched.
    Caleb hesitates. Then hands her the napkin.
    Kyoko kneels and starts to wipe the wine off the floor.
    It’s like a firewall against leaks. Means I can talk trade secrets over dinner with an HOD or CEO, and know it will go no further. Right, Kyoko?
    She looks up at her name.
    But it also means I can’t tell her I’m pissed when she’s so fucking clumsy that she pours wine over my house guest.
    Kyoko goes back to cleaning around Caleb’s feet.
    Caleb looks visibly uncomfortable.
    CALEB
    I think she gets that you’re pissed.
    NATHAN
    Good. Because I am pissed. Hey. Kyoko.
    Kyoko looks over again.
    Go-go.
    She stands, and leaves.
    Nathan walks over to the bar, where he picks up another bottle.
    It’s funny. It doesn’t matter how rich you are: shit goes wrong. You can’t insulate yourself from it. It’s supposed to be death and taxes you can’t avoid. But actually it’s death and shit.
    Nathan walks back to the table. Fills Caleb’s glass. Then his own.
    It’s like these power cuts. You would not believe how much I spent on the generator system here. But I’m getting failures every day.
    CALEB
    Do you know why they happen?
    NATHAN
    No. The system was supposed to be bulletproof, but the guys who installed it obviously fucked something up.
    CALEB
    Can’t you call them back?
    NATHAN
    There’s too much classified stuff here. So after the job was done, I had them all killed.
    Caleb shoots a glance at Nathan. Confirms: just joking.
    Nathan drains his glass.
    Then refills.
    Caleb’s glass is still