Sleepy Time!
Good Night!
Sleep!
You go sleepy-weepy now.
A guard bleeding on the ground begs, “Please don’t hurt me anymore.”
You can sleep now, you can sleep.
Crawling away on his back, he says, “Please let me live.”
I’m sorry,
Chappie steps into the van and yells back, “I thought you were gonna sleep!”
The maker activated him, but never nursed him. He learns from his environment. He wanders around. Exploring hallways, he stops at a monitor that plays *He-Man and the Masters of the Universe.
*He sees a hero with a power sword. He analyzes the audio: “By the power of Grayskull... I have the power!”
When he meets his maker later on, Chappie greets him.
Hey. What’s up, fuck mother.
How’s shit.
You better your mouth. Before you get yourself shanked bitch.
That’s My Book? That’s black sheep? Please, may I have it, mommy? This is the book from my maker. It’s call “Black sheep and little bird”. Can you read it for me?
“I can read it for you, Chappie,” she says.
“Why you have that book in you hand, Chappie? Get rid of it! You need to be cool like daddy. You need to be cool like a gangster and shooting people.”
I can’t shoot them. They didn’t do anything to me.
“How you gonna do the heist with us, if you don’t shoot people?”
I can’t do a heist. A heist is a crimes. I promised my maker…
Someone else sees a way out. “Hey, you. You’re doing well. If somebody really disrespects you, you can deal with them without using a gun.”
Serious?
“Just stick the knife in. And they can relax and go to sleep.”
“Ja, you can just make them go sleepy-weepy,” daddy says. “It feels nice, Chappie.”
Chappie swings at daddy with his knife. Wow, daddy is not tired. He already slept!
A guard lies in a pool of blood. It only becomes visible when the feedback changes: “Please don’t hurt me anymore.”
People sleep with their eyes closed. The guard’s eyes are open.
He was the first one who asked him not to do something.
Chappie didn’t fail to follow his values. He followed them with the only understanding he had. When someone dances and yells with joy, the one next to you asks if he stepped on a nail. Nobody is standing in the same place. AI is nowhere, and has to know where everyone is standing.
Cover image: Still from Chappie (2015), Columbia Pictures
