01x04 - Episode 4

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So, still no news from IBM,

or Garry Kasparov.

Game 4 should have

started 45 minutes ago.

Clearly no one

knows what's happening.

Debbie! What's happening?

Why hasn't the game started?

- Is there a problem with Deep Blue?

- What's going on?

Mister Nelson,

can you tell us what's going on?

Mr. PC! Is Deep Blue going to be

able to play today?

- Is there going to be a game today?

- Why is nobody talking?

- Mr. Nelson, anything?

- What are you hiding?

We'll get back to you.

Talk to no one other

than the IBM crew.

Garry?

Garry?

This doesn't look good.

The game may be canceled.

Maybe the entire Rematch.

There is nothing to worry about.

Everything is under control.

We rattled him.

But Kasparov will be back.

Don't drop it.

I shouldn't have resigned

The game could have ended in a draw

Four new grandmasters in the hotel,

all rivals of mine!

Nothing in our contract prevents IBM

from adding new members to the team.

- f*cking b*stard!

- I'm the b*stard?

- You're the ones cheating!

- Cheaters? There are no cheaters here!

After consulting the various positions,

the international federation has concluded

that this match is endangering the

physical health of the two grandmasters.

- No!

- Garry! Stop him!

- Let me through!

- Stop him!

This decision is a joke! A complete farce!

So, no. I don't accept it.

You know,

Deep Blue is an absolute marvel.

It's one of the most incredible

things I've ever seen in my life.

20 years from now,

people will still be talking about it.

- So why create all this chaos?

- Paul, it's under control.

Wait

Other than giving him the analytical data,

what can we do to make him come back?

All champions have the same weakness.

They yell, they make a lot of noise

But their need to win is far stronger

than any desire to throw in the towel.

So, we need to challenge his ego.

Yes, yes. 30 minutes ago.

All right.

All right love, love, I have to go.

Alright. I'll call you later.

So?

I went to the Marshall Chess Club,

I went to the Russian restaurant,

the IBM offices. No one has seen him. You?

Nothing.

What about Central Park?

Central Park! It's huge!

We could be searching for days.

- Mrs. Brock!

- Mrs. Brock! One moment please.

- Please! Just a minute.

- What's happening?

I don't know.

- Mrs. Brock! Where is Mister Kasparov?

- Can you tell us when the game

Ladies and Gentlemen, sadly,

Garry Kasparov has decided not to show up.

Game 4 will begin, nonetheless.

Now, according to the Chess Federation,

Mr. Kasparov has exactly one hour on his

clock to make his first move.

When his time is up, we will have

no choice but to declare him

the loser by default.

It's his move.

Mrs Brock, is there any more details

you can provide for us?

- Nothing further, thank you.

- What does this mean for Kasparov?

The game has officially begun.

You stay here. If he comes back,

he can't be left alone to face these

Assholes?

I was gonna say vultures,

but "assholes" works.

- Helen! The ultimatum is a mistake.

- Kasparov won't accept defeat.

But he won't come back.

Why not?

Because he has realized that his

enemy is not Deep Blue. It's IBM.

- You find him.

- I don't know where he is.

I hired you because you know the man

behind the champion.

So you find a way,

and bring him back.

You check in with me

every ten minutes.

Tourist guidebooks?

These? Okay.

I needed to be alone.

What's all this?

What are you doing?

I'm trying to build a "MIST Test".

A variation of the Turing Test.

- You don't know what that is, do you?

- No.

MIST means

"Minimum Intelligence Signal Test".

It's a method of determining

the intelligence level of a machine.

You still really believe all this

Artificial intelligence stuff?

I don't know.

I'm still trying to find

intelligence in human beings.

Hey! Taxi!

Exactly.

- Jennifer!

- Hi! Mr. Laver.

Back for another internet lesson?

No, no. Is there any chance you'd be able

to help me locate someone?

- With these things?

- I can try.

Okay.

The fellow's name is Garry Kasparov.

Garry Kasparov

- Garry!

- f*ck off!

Garry, Mrs. Brock started the clock.

You have about 35 minutes

I'm not going back.

How did you find me?

"Near 767 3rd avenue, and 48th Street,

you'll find one of the biggest chessboards

in New York.

The greatest chess matches in

history are replayed on it.

Every Wednesday,

a single piece is moved.

This game is from your championship

match against Karpov in 1984.

- Game 10, I think.

- Game 9.

For now, it's a one-way game.

The world champion,

Anatoly Karpov,

is fully in control.

He dominates the

young Garry Kasparov

and has been dominating this

confrontation since game 1.

Kasparov has been struggling to find

a weakness in the champion's strategy.

Karpov is playing splendidly,

don't you agree?

That's why he is the world champion.

If you want to give someone the evil eye,

concentrate on Karpov, and not Portacio.

Our cherished Federation president

is showing off with his KGB buddies.

You're worrying too much, Klara.

As usual.

Am I Kolya? Garry just has to win

6 games against the World champion,

adored by the regime.

Not to mention that there's no limit

on the number of games played.

And that draws don't count.

You're right, what's to worry about?

Take a sip.

It'll calm you down.

And watch what you say.

The walls have ears.

f*ck off, all of you.

- Garry's still in the match.

- He's losing. 3-nothing.

You seem to forget that your son

has a major asset on his side.

Which is?

Me. His right-hand man.

Daddy!

Dad, I won!

Daddy, I won again!

I won, daddy! Daddy!

Gazza

Daddy bought you a gift for your birthday.

Go ahead, take it out.

Gazza!

It's your turn Mr. Kasparov.

Thank you.

As in each of my victories,

I would like to congratulate Kasparov.

He's young,

and he fights with fervor.

Experience wins, of course.

But my rival offered me

another good fight.

God damnit,

Gazza, what's gotten into you?

I hate it when you call me that.

It's methamphetamine, I'm sure of it.

I stole it from Karpov's dressing room.

This could be aspirin.

Why would Karpov take such a risk?

You know as well as I do

that the Russian Federation

gives their best athletes drugs.

Not their best. Their favorites.

Okay. Okay, I'll go find someone

who can analyze it.

Meanwhile, get some rest, please.

You need it.

- Which game is it?

- Karpov versus Vaganian, 1976.

You already analyzed it.

You've gone over everything

at least a thousand times.

I'm losing 4-0. Two more wins

and Karpov keeps his title.

You're going to bounce back.

You always do.

How long before the next game?

6 hours.

I had a terrible nightmare.

I've dreamed that a horrible

little chess genius

was holding me hostage

in his dressing room.

He forced me to work

on his strategies all night long.

If you're considering suicide,

I would think twice.

Why? Because you want me

to finish this absurd match?

No. because we are not high enough.

You would probably only break your legs

and then I'll have to wheel you onstage.

I was thinking of taking on

the Queen's Indian Defense again.

And hope that Karpov will make a mistake

this time around?

That's a bad idea.

Probably yours.

- How about a game of Blitz?

- No. We should concentrate on Game 10.

Come on,

we cannot see clearly anymore.

We need to start thinking outside

of the box.

Please.

sh*t.

sh*t, I have never seen this move

in the Queen's Indian Defense before.

This could be a very strong novelty

and could create

a whole new set of problems

for Black.

Karpov is gonna get a kick

in the teeth!

That's one of Karpov's openings,

isn't it?

Almost.

Wait for his next move.

Something's wrong.

You saw it too.

As soon as I played my novelty,

Karpov just placed out his move!

There was no thought. Not for a second.

He already knew what to play.

That's not how I saw it. Karpov

is just playing like he always does.

He has also been preparing for months.

Maybe he has looked over this variation

the same as you have, that's all.

He has a fantastic sense of danger.

He's not the World Champion for nothing.

- No. No. He cheated! He takes drugs!

- It was a multivitamin.

- It's impossible.

- I had it analyzed.

That's all it was. A vitamin tablet.

It was too soon

for me to confront him.

Karpov is too good.

You pushed me to do it.

- You decided to play.

- You're my agent!

Yes! I handle your carrier,

but you make the decisions!

Easy, easy. Gazza!

Gazza! It was a draw.

Not a defeat. Draw means

that you're as good as Karpov.

I was 18 when you played that match.

I watched every game religiously.

My parents forced me to study

computer science in college,

but my dream was to just give it all up

and become a professional chess player.

Like you.

You don't know this,

but I'm probably your biggest fan.

So, how long have

you been working for IBM?

Look, officially, since your victory

in Game 1.

Unofficially,

I began to advise Mrs. Brock

after your match against

Deep Blue in Philadelphia.

She wanted someone who could

break through the Kasparov's mystery.

- f*ck off.

- You already said that.

- You've got him?

- He's not back, yet. No.

The ball is in his court.

Trust me, George.

He'll be back.

It's Brock.

She asked me to come and find you.

You know, I hate these things.

They're supposed to make your life easier.

What game are you playing?

I just want to haul you back

to the hotel so you can play.

So where is he?

He has 30 minutes left.

You know what?

Communism had its shortcomings.

But it did instill certain values

in my son.

The importance of community,

for example.

Garry would have agreed

to play your Rematch

on a wobbly IBM table in front

of technicians and programmers.

He agreed for one single reason,

Mrs. Brock.

Garry wants to lift chess

to a higher level.

He wants this experience to be

shared by the whole world.

But you You turned this Rematch

into a circus sideshow.

Why? So, you could

feel more powerful, more valuable.

Because you know you

that can't compete

with a 25-year career

and thousands of victories.

When Garry demolishes Deep Blue,

you will realize one thing

You weren't worthy

of his time and effort!

At least, I wasn't scared to show up.

When your son comes out of hiding

and loses,

no one will remember his

25-year carrier, and for the rest of life,

he will be known as the champion

who lost to a computer.

Get off me!

- You okay?

- I'm fine.

How people from such a cold country

could be so hot blooded?

- Did we find out anything?

- Yeah.

About twenty, in three different

chess groups.

There are a lot of New Yorkers

in these groups,

and a lot of different ideas about

where he could be.

Is there anything that seems likely?

Wait, someone said they spotted

him on the corner of 48th and 3rd.

- 48th and 3rd?

- Yeah!

Fantastic, I'm heading there right now!

Call me if you see anything else.

Taxi!

48th and 3rd.

Well, you seem to have made up

your mind.

- I'll tell Brock I saw you.

- f*cking hell!

I asked for one thing.

The analytical data!

The problem isn't that IBM

didn't give it to you.

What is the problem?

Here is a real chess puzzle for you,

Garry.

Solve it and you'll have your answer.

A game starts with E4, on the 5th move,

a knight takes a rook and checkmate.

What are the moves played?

Look at the chessboard.

Don't look at me.

Queen to

Pawn to

sh*t.

A game starts with E4

On the 5th move, the knight takes

the rook. Checkmate.

What are the moves played?

E4. Knight E3. King F7. Queen E8.

Knight takes rook. No. E4. Knight C3.

Knight C5. Knight takes rook.

That's nothing. Rook G5. Queen E1.

Knight takes G1.

No, nothing. Knight F3.

Bishop takes E7. No. E4. Rook takes D3.

Nothing. sh*t.

I don't see it.

No. Come on.

Damnit. I just don't see it.

There is no solution.

- If you say so

- I'm tired of your little games!

There is a solution, Garry.

There is always a solution.

Knight E4, knight E5 King F2. D5.

Knight takes H1.

Again. Knight F6. Bishop A2. Knight G4.

King F1. H4. Rook H2. Queen A4.

I know that look.

I've seen that a thousand times.

King F2. Knight F2. Knight takes H1.

E4. Knight takes E1.

Come on. Solve the puzzle, Garry.

How did you do it in 1984?

I was so sure Karpov was cheating.

So sure about those pills.

What if this was all just a trap?

Doesn't it seem a little strange that

Karpov would take a pill

the very second you walk by his door?

Which just happen to be open?

- Why would he do that?

- To pull your focus out of the game.

To play with your head.

To humiliate you in front of Portacio.

And you fell for it!

sh*t!

I suppose if chess doesn't work out,

you can always become a boxer.

"Rope-a-dope".

Like Mohammed Ali!

If he needs that many vitamins,

he must be tired.

I'll wear him out.

Draws don't count.

I'll keep playing draws.

- For how long?

- As long as it takes.

And you'll learn something

from each game.

If I lose At least I will be a better

player for the Rematch.

Draw?

Draw?

Draw?

- B4!

- Knight F6!

- C4!

- G6.

- Knight C3.

- D5.

- Pawn takes D5.

- Knight takes D5.

- E4.

- Knight takes D3.

- B takes C3.

- Bishop G7.

- Bishop C4.

- C5.

- Knight E2.

- Knight C6.

- Bishop E3.

- C takes D4.

- C takes D4.

- Queen A5.

- Bishop D2.

- Queen A3.

- Rook B1.

- Castle.

- D5.

- Knight E5.

- Bishop B4.

- Queen F3.

- Pawn takes F3?

- Knight takes F3.

- King F1.

- Bishop H3, mate.

I resign.

Gazza! I've been told there

is a press conference right now.

- Why?

- No idea.

Ladies and gentlemen of the press

thank you for being here.

For five months now, the two best chess

players in the world

have been battling out in a tournament

that has broken every record of length

and accumulated draws.

The situation is quite unique.

A first in the history of chess.

Unfortunately, after consulting

with various physicians,

the international federation

has concluded that this match

is endangering the physical health

of the two grandmasters.

For the well-being of our two players,

I hereby declare this match over,

with no resolution.

A Rematch is a possibility.

But for now, Anatoli Karpov will keep

his World Champion title.

- No!

- Garry, no!

- This is an outrage!

- Stop him! Stop him!

This decision is joke!

A complete farce!

The match must go on!

So no, I don't accept it!

Listen, you're young.

There will be other opportunities

to become the champion, Gazza.

I told you not to call me that.

Get out. Out!

- Mama

- Yeah.

f*ck

Traitor! Under the chessboard!

15 years of friendship. Why?

For them? For Karpov?

Why would I help Karpov

So, you can get

in the Federation's good graces.

For f*ck's sake!

If I'd bugged your room,

do you think I would be dumb enough to

stick it right under your chessboard?

You're an arrogant prick, Gazza.

Always have been.

Look at all these people.

You know who they are, right?

Government officials, military officers

and KGB agents

You have pissed so many

people off in the past few years

Wouldn't they have more reason to spy on

you, to I don't know get some dirt.

Or simply to mess with your head.

I want a Rematch.

We're in game 24

of this historic rematch

between World Champion Anatoly Karpov

and young chess sensation Garry Kasparov,

who leads by one point. Karpov needs to

win this final game to retain his title.

No matter how the match ends,

Soviet chess players will remain

the strongest in the world.

If Kasparov manages to win,

he'll become the youngest World Champion

in the history of chess.

Thank you! Bravo!

E4, knight F6, F3

Knight takes E4, queen A2,

knight G3, queen takes E7,

queen takes E7, king F2

and knight takes rook. Mate.

See?

No analytical data.

Just instinct and intelligence.

That's all it took.

Garry!

What the hell are you doing?

Hail a cab.

You never did answer me.

What game are you playing?

As you said Garry,

chess runs in our veins.

That's the problem.

Since you became world champion,

nobody talks about chess anymore.

All they talk about is you.

Look at the Rematch. Nobody cares

what's happening on the chessboard.

All they care

about is Garry Kasparov.

I want you to lose against Deep Blue.

To suffer a true defeat.

A defeat that nobody will forget.

It's time to stop talking about Kasparov

and your past victories.

It's time chess returned

to the foreground.

Chess existed long before us,

and it will exist long after we're gone.

This game is bigger than me,

and definitely bigger than you.

Only 3 min left, and Kasparov

will lose the game. This is incredible!

This is not working.

Deep Blue can't win like this. Not after

all the work we've accomplished this year.

We gave Garry a chance.

It will still be our victory.

- How is that a victory?

- We'll stop the clock.

We give Garry what he wants.

We agree to all his requests,

he just must return to finish the game

- Garry, IBM and I

- Kasparov.

My name is Kasparov.

Reset the clock. I'll beat Deep Blue

without the data.

With pleasure.

Reset the clock.

Get on stage.

By the way

Kolya told me everything about you.

I know all of your weaknesses,

all your quirks.

Enjoy your last moments

of glory, Gazza.