An aging, out-of-work actress accepts one last job, though the consequences of her decision affect her in ways she didn't consider.

Robin Wright: Does that make sense? Or is this just in my mind?
Robot: Ultimately, everything make sense. And everything is in our mind.
Jeff: We at Miramount, want to... want to scan you. All of you - your body, your face, your emotion, your laughter, your tears, your climaxing, your happiness, your depressions, your... fears, longings. We want to sample you, we want to preserve you, we want... all this, this... this thing, this thing called..."Robin Wright".
Robin Wright: What will you do with this... thing ? That you call Robin Wright?
Jeff: We'll do all the things that your Robin Wright wouldn't do.
Dylan Truliner: Do you know what my dreams are, Robin? Robin? Can you see my dreams?
Robin Wright: Four cockroaches playing poker on your lap, is that a dream?
Dylan Truliner: Yes. But it's not mine.