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(Sarah) IN THE FUTURE,
MY SON WILL LEAD MANKIND IN A WAR AGAINST SKYNET...
A COMPUTER SYSTEM PROGRAMMED TO DESTROY THE WORLD.
IT HAS SENT MACHINES BACK THROUGH TIME...
SOME TO KILL HIM, ONE TO PROTECT HIM.
TODAY WE FIGHT TO STOP SKYNET FROM EVER BEING CREATED,
TO CHANGE OUR FUTURE,
TO CHANGE HIS FATE.
THE WAR TO SAVE MANKIND BEGINS NOW.
PREVIOUSLY, ON TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES...
MR. FERGUSON IS ILL TODAY.
MY NAME IS CROMARTIE.
DO WE HAVE A JOHN REESE?
EXCELLENT.
YOU CHANGED THE FUTURE.
YOU JUST DIDN'T CHANGE IT ENOUGH.
(Sarah) THESE THINGS, THEY ARE HERE.
AND THEY ARE PROGRAMMED WITH SPECIFIC MISSIONS.
[beeping]
IT TOOK HIS EYES, JAMES.
(boy) JUMPER, OUTSIDE THE GYM!
IT'S MY NEW FRIEND-- CRYING ONE FROM THE BATHROOM.
WE GOTTA HELP HER, NOW!
NO.
[crowd shouting]
I COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING.
I WAS RIGHT THERE.
AND WHAT WERE YOU GONNA DO-- BE A HERO?
ISN'T THAT WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO BE?
A HERO? ISN'T THAT WHO I AM?
PATIENT IS FEMALE, 33.
PREVIOUS LIPO AND BREAST AUGMENTATION
WITH COMPLICATIONS OF SEROMA AND SCARRING.
[small crash]
HELLO?
HELLO?
[punching keyboard]
HEY.
(Sarah) WHEN JOHN WAS LITTLE, BEFORE BED,
I USED TO READ HIM FAIRY TALES.
ONE NIGHT, I READ HIM A FOLK TALE
CALLED THE GOLEM OF PRAGUE,
THE STORY OF A CLAY MONSTER MADE BY A RABBI
TO PROTECT THE JEWS OF THE CITY.
YOU SHOULDN'T BE BACK HERE.
THE OFFICE IS CLOSED.
[faint beeping]
[electronic voice] YOU DO RECONSTRUCTIVE SURGERY?
YOU NEED A CONSULT. YOU'LL HAVE TO CALL MONDAY.
I NEED RECONSTRUCTIVE SURGERY.
LOOK, YOU CAN EITHER JUST LEAVE NOW
OR I CAN CALL THE POLICE.
YOUR CHOICE.
AT THE END OF THE STORY, THE GOLEM TURNS ON ITS MAKER
AND KILLS HIM, AS WELL AS THE REST OF THE TOWN.
NOW.
HE DIDN'T SLEEP FOR MONTHS.
I WENT TO HIM AND TRIED TO TELL HIM THAT IT WASN'T REAL,
THAT I'D MADE IT ALL UP.
SOMEHOW, THAT MADE IT ALL WORSE.
[buzz]
UP A LITTLE LATE?
"COVALENT AND IONIC BONDING."
NO WONDER YOU'RE STILL UP.
I CAN NEVER GET MY HEAD AROUND THIS EITHER.
IT'S NOT THAT HARD.
SO YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT IT?
TALK ABOUT WHAT?
YOU JUST SEEM DOWN.
DOWNER THAN USUAL.
[scoffs]
I'M FINE.
JOHN, I KNOW WHAT FINE MEANS.
FINE MEANS YOU'RE UPSET ABOUT SOMETHING,
AND YOU WON'T TALK TO ME.
FINE MEANS I'M FINE.
I SAW THERE'S A MEMORIAL SERVICE
AT SCHOOL THIS WEEK FOR THAT GIRL.
JORDAN.
JORDAN, RIGHT.
ARE YOU PLANNING ON GOING?
I TRY NOT TO MAKE PLANS.
PLANS ARE FOR PEOPLE IN CONTROL OF THEIR OWN LIVES.
I DON'T WANT YOU TO BLAME YOURSELF FOR WHAT HAPPENED.
WHO SAID I BLAME MYSELF?
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
CROMARTIE'S HERE.
NOW.
WHAT?
I'VE BEEN MONITORING THE MEDIA FOR POSSIBLE THREATS.
YESTERDAY, ARSON AT AN OAKLAND DOCK
FORCED THE REROUTING OF A SHIPMENT OF REFINED COLTAN
INTO THE PORT OF LOS ANGELES.
COLTAN?
SKYNET WILL USE IT AS A KEY ELEMENT
IN OUR ENDOSKELETAL ALLOY.
THAT DOESN'T MEAN CROMARTIE'S BACK.
HOW CAN IT BE CROMARTIE?
ARE YOU FORGETTING THAT I BLEW HIS HEAD OFF?
I REMEMBER.
THAT'S WHY I WENT TO FIND THIS.
YOU SHOULD WATCH.
IT WON'T PLAY.
PUT IT ON VIDEO 2.
OH...
THANK YOU FOR EXPLAINING.
WHERE'D YOU GET THIS?
CHECK THE PAPER TOMORROW FOR ANY DEAD ANCHORMEN.
I DON'T SLEEP.
THERE.
HE CAME THROUGH. HE KNOWS WE'RE HERE.
IT'S JUST A HEAD.
HIS CHIP IS INTACT.
WE'RE PROGRAMMED TO REPAIR OURSELVES.
WE'RE PROGRAMMED TO BLEND IN.
HE MIGHT STILL NEED COLTAN FOR A MISSING PIECE.
A LEG, AN ARM.
HE WILL REBUILD AND CONTINUE HIS MISSION
TO HUNT AND KILL.
I KNOW WHAT HIS MISSION IS.
I STILL HAVE THE MONEY FROM THE SAFE HOUSE.
WE CAN GO SOUTH, SET UP ACROSS THE BORDER,
OFF THE GRID.
GO SOUTH.
WHAT?
THOUGHT YOU SAID WE WEREN'T GONNA RUN ANYMORE.
WERE WERE GONNA FIGHT.
WELL, THIS IS DIFFERENT, JOHN.
YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT, THIS IS DIFFERENT.
IF CROMARTIE'S DAMAGED, HE'S VULNERABLE.
WE KNOW WHERE HE'LL BE.
IF HE GOT NEW SKIN, HE'LL HAVE A NEW FACE.
WE WON'T KNOW WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE.
BUT WE KNOW WHERE HE'LL BE.
I CAN HACK THE PORT SCHEDULE, NO PROBLEM.
WE FIND THE CONTAINER AND WE WAIT.
WE HUNT HIM FOR A CHANGE.
OR WE COULD RUN...AGAIN.
THE SHIP COMES TONIGHT?
THE ONE CARRYING THE COLTAN?
5:00 A.M.
LIKE YOU'RE GONNA DRIVE.
GET THE SHOTGUNS.
IT'S NOT LIKE I CAN'T DRIVE.
AND THE C-4 FROM THE BATHROOM UNDER THE TOWELS.
[seagulls, boat horn]
[beeping]
CROMARTIE?
NOT HERE YET.
HUMANS.
KEEP SETTING THE CHARGES.
IF HE COMES FOR THAT CONTAINER,
HE'LL HAVE TO COME THROUGH HERE.
[whispering] IS THAT CROMARTIE?
CAMERON.
[neck cracking]
HE'LL SURVIVE.
HE'S HUMAN.
NOT A VERY STRONG ONE.
[engine starting]
MOM.
THOSE OTHER GUYS
JUST STOLE THE TRUCK.
DOES CROMARTIE HAVE MEN WORKING WITH HIM?
YOU WORK WITH ME.
WE HAVE TO FOLLOW THAT TRUCK.
THAT'S COLTAN.
IF THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE MADE OF, NO WONDER YOU'RE SO DENSE.
NOT DENSITY. HEAT RESISTANCE.
TWO 600 MODELS HAD A TITANIUM ALLOY ENDOSKELETON.
BUT IT WAS VULNERABLE TO HEAT.
COLTAN ALLOYS HAVE A MUCH HIGHER MELTING POINT.
YOU KNOW WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU GUYS?
EVEN WHEN YOU'VE EVOLVED INTO THE ULTIMATE
INDESTRUCTIBLE KILLING MACHINE,
YOU'RE NOT ABOVE SELF-EXAMINATION
AND IMPROVEMENT.
THANK YOU.
PLEASE SHUT UP.
MILITARY TAGS?
LEAVE IT.
WE NEED TO MOVE.
NOW.
HOW ABOUT WE GET PAID NOW?
SERIOUSLY.
HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT UP AND GO NOW, HUH?
HEY, HEY...
MAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
HE'S NOT DAMAGED AT ALL.
[beeping]
THAT'S NOT CROMARTIE.
ENDOSKELETAL STRUCTURE POINTS DON'T MATCH.
HE'S TOO SHORT.
ANOTHER ONE?
WHY DOES HE HAVE ALL THIS?
I THOUGHT THESE THINGS JUST HUNT AND KILLED PEOPLE.
THEY PERFORM WHATEVER MISSION THEY'RE PROGRAMMED FOR.
AND WHAT KIND OF MISSION IS THIS?
MAN, IT WEIRDS ME OUT MORE AND MORE.
WE BARELY GET A CRIME SCENE UP,
AND THE FBI IS HERE LIKE THAT.
LIKE YOU GUYS GOT SOME KIND OF MAGIC POWERS OR SOMETHING.
THANKS, LOU.
COMPUTERS, MY FRIEND.
LOG IN A WEIRD BLOOD SAMPLE
THAT MATCHES ONE OF MY OTHER CASES,
AND, POOF, I APPEAR.
YEAH, WELL, THEY'RE GONNA PUT US ALL OUT OF WORK
ONE OF THESE DAYS... NOT THAT I'LL MIND.
WOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT THAT.
ALWAYS GONNA NEED SOMEBODY TO CLEAN UP.
SO WHO WE GOT HERE?
DR. DAVID LYMAN,
PLASTIC SURGEON.
OFFICE MANAGER FOUND HIM THIS MORNING
WHEN SHE CAME TO OPEN UP.
SWABBED YOUR WEIRD BLOOD OUT OF THE DRAIN.
OTHERWISE, THE PLACE IS CLEAN.
NOTHING MISSING,
NO MOTIVE, ZIP.
SO WHAT'S YOUR INTEREST HERE?
I GOT SIX GUYS DEAD, NO RHYME OR REASON.
EXCEPT SOME KIND OF BLOOD THAT ISN'T QUITE BLOOD.
IT'S NOT NATURAL.
I LIKE NATURAL.
NATURAL'S REASSURING. IT HELPS ME SLEEP AT NIGHT.
I MEANT MORE THE FBI'S INTEREST.
OH...WELL...
[chuckles]
YOU KNOW THE FBI.
WE'RE INTERESTED IN EVERYTHING.
SO THIS GUY...
COMES IN FRIDAY NIGHT.
LEAVES SUNDAY, A.M.
THAT'S THE ONLY LEAD WE HAVE AT THE MOMENT.
I THOUGHT HE LOOKED FAMILIAR.
HE WAS A PATIENT.
WE DID HIS CHIN AND NOSE LAST MAY.
GEORGE LAZLO.
WE STILL HAVE THE CHARGES. WE CAN RIG 'EM AT THE DOOR.
AND BLOW 'EM WHEN THEY TRY TO DRIVE OUT.
THEN CAMERON CAN TAKE OUT--
GET IN THE CAR. WE'RE GOING.
WHAT?
JOHN, THE PLAN WAS TO HUNT CROMARTIE.
THAT'S NOT CROMARTIE.
SO YOU JUST WANNA WALK IN THERE
AND KICK THEIR *** AND GO FOR PANCAKES?
IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT.
WE HAVE HER.
WE DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON.
THAT THING HAS REAL ESTATED HIS EMPLOYEES.
WHO KNOWS HOW MANY MORE ARE IN THERE.
THERE'S THREE OF US. I'M NOT SAYING WE RUN.
BUT WE NEED TO STEP BACK, SEE WHAT'S GOING ON.
SO WE RUN, IN OTHER WORDS.
CAN YOU TELL HIM TO GET IN THE CAR?
IT'S TOO DANGEROUS.
WE SHOULD GO.
IT'S ALWAYS TOO DANGEROUS!
IT'S WAR. WAR IS DANGEROUS!
IF YOU DIE... THEY WIN.
HOW MANY OF THOSE THINGS, THOSE ENDOSKELETONS,
DO YOU THINK THEY CAN MAKE OUT OF THAT LOAD OF METAL IN THERE?
'CAUSE THAT'S WHAT WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.
IT'S A TRUCK FULL OF ENEMY SOLDIERS.
WHAT IF THEY'RE BUILDING THEM RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW?
IF I COULD GET MYSELF ON INTO THE TRUCK,
WE CAN TRACK THEM BY LAPTOP.
JOHN CONNER, WE'RE GOING...NOW.
530.
WHAT?
ENDOSKELETONS.
BASED ON THE APPROXIMATE VOLUME OF COLTAN IN THIS SHIPMENT.
THAT'S HOW MANY.
JOHN!
DAMN IT, JOHN!
NO!
IF THEY SEE US, THEY'LL FIND HIM.
HERE'S THE ROUTE WE'RE TAKING.
DROP SOME OF THIS COLTAN OFF.
WHERE DO YOU THINK?
WANNA LOAD IT UP.
GET MARTIN, AND LET'S GET GOING.
GOT IT!
[door slams]
[metallic click]
HEY!
YOU WANNA TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE DOING HERE?
UH...
HAVE YOU SEEN A DACHSHUND PUPPY?
OHH!
UHH!
OHH.
[truck engine humming]
THEY HAD ARMY UNIFORMS.
THE TAGS. WHERE WOULD THEY GO?
THEY'RE GOING NORTH.
JOHN'S PHONE.
YOU CAN TRACK IT ONLINE.
(Sarah) THIS ACTUALLY WORKS?
[beeping]
[beep]
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. NO, NO.
THE SIGNAL IS LOST. THE PHONE MIGHT BE DAMAGED.
COME ON.
OH, DAMN IT!
[thud]
COME ON!
BREAKING THE COMPUTER WON'T HELP.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON?
I LOST HIM.
I LOST JOHN.
I UNDERSTAND.
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND.
WITHOUT JOHN, YOUR LIFE HAS NO PURPOSE.
I CAN'T BELIEVE I LET HIM TALK ME INTO THIS.
YOU TRY TO OPEN YOUR HANDS JUST A LITTLE,
AND IT'S TOO SOON.
IS IT?
THE WORLD ENDS IN FOUR YEARS.
[lock clicking]
[rattling]
[panting]
[sighs]
WHAT?
LEFT YOU A MESSAGE.
DAVIDSON WAS BUYING AT HOUSTON'S.
WHEN YOU DIDN'T SHOW, THEY SENT ME TO CHECK
TO SEE IF YOU'D DIED OR SOMETHING.
DID YOU DIE?
YOU RUN ACROSS HIM ON THOSE PICO MURDERS?
OR JOHN DOE'S BAR CODE TATS?
NO--WHO IS HE?
GEORGE LAZLO.
UNEMPLOYED ACTOR.
GOT HIM ON VIDEO AT THE *** SCENE.
ONLY SUSPECT I GOT WITH HIS FILE
IS STRAIGHT VANILLA.
[chuckling] ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPRESS THE BOSS?
WOW, CRANK OUT THE SUGAR RAY AND CALL MONICA LEWINKSY.
IT'S 1999 AGAIN.
SUGAR WHAT?
JAMES... YOU TRYING TO GET BACK
ON THE RISING YOUNG STAR LIST?
FORGET ABOUT IT.
I MEAN, THIS CASE IS A DOG.
AND YOU'RE NOT YOUNG.
AGENT STEWART, CAN I HELP YOU?
YOU GOT SOME GUY HOLED UP IN ROOM THREE?
THAT WOULD BE MY DOG.
LAZLO?
HE ASKED IF HE NEEDED A LAWYER.
I TOLD HIM IT WAS JUST A COURTESY THING.
SO WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT?
IT'S ABOUT MY CASE.
GOOD CASE?
WE'LL FIND OUT SOON ENOUGH.
HE STRIKE YOU AS A KILLER?
EVERYONE STRIKES ME AS A KILLER.
SO...GEORGE...
YOU'RE AN ACTOR.
BEEN IN ANYTHING I'VE SEEN?
WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?
JUST SOME QUESTIONS RELATED TO DR. LYMAN'S DEATH.
SO...ANYTHING?
I SEE A LOT OF MOVIES.
IT'S BEEN SLOW.
WELL, IT'S PICKING UP AROUND HERE, I'LL TELL YOU THAT.
I GOT SIX DEAD BODIES
AND A MYSTERY MAN
WHO MIGHT BE TRYING TO CHANGE HIS IDENTITY.
SO IS THAT WHY YOU GOT THE WORK?
CHIN AND NOSE.
DID YOU KILL THE DOCTOR TO COVER YOUR TRACKS?
[clatter]
AH, DOLORES.
MEET MR. LAZLO.
I WAS HOPING THAT HE WOULD GIVE US
A LITTLE BLOOD SAMPLE.
IF YOU'RE NOT MY GUY, YOU'RE OUT OF MY FILE HERE
IN AN HOUR, TOPS.
MAKE A FIST.
GREAT.
JUST A LITTLE STING.
CAN'T SEEM TO FIND A VEIN.
YOU GUYS ARE A BUNCH OF FASCISTS, YOU KNOW THAT?
[metallic clanking]
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
NO.
UHH!
TELL ME WHERE THEY WENT.
LADY, GO TO HELL.
TELL ME WHERE THEY WENT, OR I'M GONNA BEAT YOU TO DEATH.
UHH!
AND DON'T CALL ME LADY.
TELL ME WHERE THEY WENT, DAMN IT!
YOU BEAT HIM TO DEATH,
HE CAN'T TELL US ANYTHING.
I'M NOT GONNA TELL YOU ANYTHING.
OKAY.
YEAH, LIKE YOU GOT THE STONES.
[fabric ripping]
[rip]
[rip]
YOU CAN GO.
IF YOU CAN GET PAST HER.
MCGUIRE GUNNERY RANGE?
THIS PLACE IS THE SIZE OF L.A. COUNTY.
WHERE EXACTLY ARE THEY?
SHE'S TALKING TO YOU.
IT'S DEPOT 37.
IT'S A DECOMMISSIONED ARMS DEPOT
IN THE SOUTHEAST CORNER.
YOU TAKE THE OUTER LOOP
PAST ALL THESE OLD, ABANDONED HANGARS.
IT WAS AN AIR FORCE BASE BACK IN THE COLD WAR THAT--
LOOK, I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING.
I WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO GUARD THE WAREHOUSE
AND CLEAN UP WHEN THEY LEFT.
THE GUY JUST NEEDED SOME GUYS.
THAT'S ALL I KNOW. I SWEAR TO GOD.
JUST DRIVE FASTER.
[hip-hop music leaking through ear buds]
YOUR TAX DOLLARS AT WORK.
[beep beep]
[knock on door]
WHAT, YOU NEED MORE BLOOD?
WHAT THE...
[grunting]
AGH, JEEZ!
[grunting]
PUT ME DOWN!
[grunting]
[truck slowing to a stop]
[door slams]
[rattling]
(man) DID YOU LOCK THIS?
(second man) YEAH.
DAMN IT. DAMN IT!
GUY MUST HAVE POPPED IT.
HE'S BEEN ***' ABOUT HIS MONEY ALL WEEK.
YOU SURPRISED?
GUY THREATENED TO BAIL TWICE A DAY.
LET'S JUST FINISH THIS AND GET OUT OF HERE, MAN.
(man) WHO TELLS CARTER?
(second man) YOU...HE'S YOUR FRIEND.
FRIEND? HE'S JUST A GUY I MET.
SIX VICTIMS.
DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE CITY,
DIFFERENT WORLDS, DIFFERENT LIVES.
WHAT'S THE CONNECTION?
GRETA WAS SAYING NONE.
GUYS IN THE HOUSE WERE DRUG DEALERS.
BUT THERE'S SOME BLOOD MATCHES.
AND WE GOT GEORGE HERE.
GEORGE LAZLO.
AND WHO, EXACTLY, IS THIS GUY?
ACTUALLY, JIM--
JAMES...NOT JIM. JAMES.
RIGHT, RIGHT, APOLOGIES.
UH, BEFORE YOU GO ON,
I JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE AWARE
LAZLO WAS CLEARED.
BLOOD SAMPLE CAME BACK.
NOT A MATCH TO THE PLASTIC SURGEON'S OFFICE.
WE GOT BLOOD?
HOW'D WE MANAGE THAT?
I, UH, I FINESSED THE SAMPLES.
AND, YES,
I HEARD IT DIDN'T MATCH.
BUT I'VE BEEN THINKING OF ANOTHER POSSIBILITY.
WHOEVER KILLED DR. LYMAN WAS IN THERE FOR TWO DAYS.
I'M THINKING THERE'S A CHANCE...
OUR KILLER HAD HIMSELF CUT TO LOOK LIKE LAZLO...
FORCED THE DOCTOR TO OPERATE,
THEN KILLED HIM.
WOULDN'T THERE BE
SCARS AND BRUISING?
THE OFFICE HAS A HYPERBARIC OXYGEN SYSTEM...
WHICH SPEEDS HEALING.
AND HE COULD HAVE USED MAKEUP.
ACTUALLY, I CONSIDERED THIS TOO.
I ASKED THE OFFICE MANAGER.
APPARENTLY THEY KEEP DETAILED RECORDS OF THE ANESTHESIA.
ACCORDING TO THEIR LOG, THE LEVELS WERE UNCHANGED.
NO ONE HAD SURGERY.
NO ONE HAD ANESTHESIA.
THERE'S A POSSIBILITY THEY JUST DIDN'T USE ANY.
RIGHT, I ASKED THAT TOO.
SHE SAID A JOB LIKE THAT--
FOUR, FIVE HOURS UNDER THE KNIFE,
CUTTING THAT DEEP INTO THE TISSUE OF THE FACE,
THE NOSE, THE EYES--
YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT KIND OF PAIN.
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
YOU GOT SOME KIND OF RELEASE FROM THIS LAZLO GUY, RIGHT,
FOR THE BLOOD?
LAST THING WE NEED'S A LAWSUIT.
SO...
IF THERE ISN'T ANYTHING ELSE...
HEY...
SORRY, JIM.
FACTS ARE FACTS.
OOH...SORRY ABOUT THAT.
BUT, YOU KNOW, IF IT DOESN'T ADD UP,
IT JUST DOESN'T ADD UP.
DOESN'T ADD UP IT'S 'CAUSE WE DON'T HAVE ALL THE NUMBERS YET.
JAMES, NOBODY EXPECTS ANYTHING FROM YOU ON THIS.
YOUR *** IS SUITABLY COVERED. WHY YOU WANNA ROCK THE BOAT?
LAST TIME I HAD A CASE WHERE THIS MANY THINGS DIDN'T ADD UP,
THREE PEOPLE BLEW THEMSELVES UP IN A BANK.
LOOK, I DON'T KNOW, GRETA.
I JUST...
I JUST FEEL IT.
YEAH, WELL, MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY FEELING A LITTLE LESS.
'CAUSE YOU'RE GOING BLIND.
HEY...
YOU CA--
YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE.
YOU--YOU...
COME ON, HURRY UP.
WOULD HAVE BEEN FASTER TO KILL HIM.
SOMETIMES, YOU SEEM INEFFICIENT.
I'M NOT FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND.
YOU SAID THAT BEFORE.
WELL, I DO THINGS, YOU KNOW?
STUPID, ILLOGICAL, INEFFICIENT THINGS.
HUMANS--GET USED TO IT.
[engine starts]
(man) I TOLD THE GUY TO JUST BE PATIENT.
LOOKS LIKE HE BAILED.
YEAH, IT DOESN'T SURPRISE ME.
HE WAS *** ABOUT THE MONEY ALL WEEK.
THEN I WANNA THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE.
[gunshots]
[buzzing]
[tires screech]
THIS IS IT?
THIS IS DEPOT 37?
DID THAT GUY LIE TO YOU?
NO...THIS IS IT.
THIS IS WHERE THE FACTORY WILL BE.
WHAT FACTORY?
WHERE I'LL BE MADE.
ME AND MANY OTHERS.
RIGHT THERE.
IT'S INSIDE.
COLTAN IS RARE IN THE FUTURE.
MUCH OF IT WAS DESTROYED WHEN THE BOMBS WENT OFF.
HE'S STOCKPILING IT FOR AFTER JUDGMENT DAY.
IT'S IN THE BUNKER, WHERE IT'LL BE SAFE.
HEY!
SHH, SHH. SHH, SHH, SHH.
YOUR GUN.
GIVE IT TO ME NOW.
I DON'T HAVE A GUN.
I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING. I DIDN'T SHOOT ANYONE.
YOUR BOSS.
HEY, CARTER!
NO, NO, NO! SHH, SHH, SHH, SHH.
LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND. JUST FOR A SECOND, ALL RIGHT?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
MY NAME'S JOHN.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?
I'M--I'M JUST LOOKING, MAN.
I'M IN THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME.
ALL RIGHT? WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
ALL RIGHT, MIKE.
LISTEN, WE GOT A PROBLEM. OKAY?
YOUR BOSS, HE'S A...
HE'S A REALLY BAD GUY.
ALL RIGHT? HE KILLED THOSE GUYS.
AND HE'LL KILL US IF HE FINDS US.
SO WE NEED TO GET OUT--
CARTER? HE SHOT THEM?
LOOK, YOU'VE WORKED WITH THIS GUY, RIGHT?
HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT SOMETHING'S JUST OFF ABOUT HIM?
LIKE--LIKE HE'D JUST KILL YOU JUST BECAUSE.
SO THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH HIM.
YOU KNOW?
YEAH.
WHERE IS HE?
DON'T!
THIS *** OWES ME MY MONEY!
I'LL TAKE MY SHARE AND THEIRS TOO.
HEY! FREAK!
I'M TALKIN' TO YOU!
UHH!
LOOK, MAN, JUST OPEN THE DOOR.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE.
WHAT ARE YOU?
[crack]
[coin bounces]
[whispering] OH, GOD, PLEASE.
[dial tone]
[sighs]
[dial cranking]
IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.
MAYBE IT'S YOURS.
MAYBE IF YOU'D HAVE LET HIM TRY TO SAVE THAT GIRL,
OR AT LEAST LET HIM THINK HE HAD A CHOICE IN THE MATTER,
MAYBE HE WOULDN'T HAVE GONE OFF THE RESERVATION.
JOHN DOES THESE THINGS.
NOT THE JOHN I KNOW.
THE JOHN I KNOW.
[cell phone ringing]
HELLO? JOHN, THANK GOD.
WE'RE RIGHT OUTSIDE. YOU ALL RIGHT?
YEAH.
LISTEN, HE'S BLOCKING THE DOOR.
IT'S--IT'S LIKE HE'S FROZEN.
HE'S FROZEN?
YEAH, WHEN THE DOOR SHUT,
IT'S LIKE HE WENT TO SLEEP OR SOMETHING.
STANDBY.
HE COMPLETED HIS MISSION.
HE POWERED DOWN TO STANDBY MODE
UNTIL HE'S MOVED OR TRIGGERED AWAKE.
TRIGGERED?
THE DOOR.
THEY PUT HIM INTO STANDBY.
15 SECONDS.
THAT'S THE REBOOT TIME.
JOHN, LISTEN TO ME.
THIS IS WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO.
I WANT YOU TO OPEN THAT DOOR.
AND RUN.
THE INSTANT THAT DOOR CRACKS OPEN, YOU RUN.
CAMERON WILL DEAL WITH HIM.
YOU RUN.
JOHN CONNER, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
JOHN?
YEAH, I RUN.
SO WHAT DO YOU THINK FUTURE JOHN WOULD DO RIGHT NOW?
WE'LL SEE.
[buzzing]
[door opens]
[crash]
[gun ***]
JOHN.
[car door slams]
[engine revs]
I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU COULD DRIVE.
IT'S JAMMED OR SOMETHING.
STEP ON THE CLUTCH.
[crash]
HARD!
[blows striking]
[engine revving]
IF YOU'RE GONNA BE A HERO,
YOU GOTTA LEARN HOW TO DRIVE A STICK.
[tires spinning]
[tires squealing]
[metal crunching]
[buzzing]
LET'S GO.
BUT CAN HE GET OUT?
DRIVE.
[knocking]
MR. LAZLO.
MAY I COME IN?
THANK YOU.
HEY.
PEPPERONI?
[chuckles]
I LOVE THOSE THINGS.
MY BOSSES TOLD ME I SHOULD STAY CLEAR OF YOU.
FOR LEGAL REASONS.
I UNDERSTAND.
BUT I THOUGHT I OWED IT TO YOU TO DROP BY.
GIVE YOU A WARNING.
A WARNING?
WELL, THERE'S A CHANCE--
A SMALL CHANCE, BUT A CHANCE--
THAT THERE'S SOMEONE OUT THERE
WHO MIGHT BE TRYING TO STEAL YOUR IDENTITY.
STEAL MY IDENTITY?
WHAT WOULD THEY DO WITH THAT?
WHAT DO PEOPLE DO WITH ANYTHING THESE DAYS?
STEAL, CHEAT, HARM, AND INTIMIDATE OTHERS.
DAMAGE THE NATIONAL PSYCHE.
ANYWAY...IF YOU SEE OR HEAR ANYTHING UNUSUAL,
CALL ME, ANYTIME.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP.
SURE.
HEY...HAVE A NICE DAY.
HAVE A NICE DAY.
(Sarah) NOT EVERY VERSION OF THE GOLEM STORY ENDS BADLY.
IN ONE, THE MONSTER IS A HERO,
DESTROYING ALL THOSE THAT SEEK TO HARM ITS MAKER.
IN ANOTHER, THE GOLEM'S MAKER DESTROYS HIS CREATURE
BEFORE IT DESTROYS THE WORLD.
YOU OKAY?
I'M FINE.
REALLY.
HOW MANY TIMES WE GONNA HAVE THIS TALK?
A LOT, I THINK.
[door shuts]
I SHOULD GO FINISH MY HOMEWORK.
(Sarah) THE PRIDE OF MAN, OF PARENTS AS WELL,
MAKES US BELIEVE THAT ANYTHING WE CREATE
WE CAN CONTROL.
WHETHER FROM CLAY OR FROM METAL,
IT IS IN THE NATURE OF US TO MAKE OUR OWN MONSTERS.
OUR CHILDREN ARE ALLOYS, ALL,
BUILT FROM OUR OWN IMPERFECT FLESH.
WE ANIMATE THEM WITH MAGIC.
AND NEVER TRULY KNOW WHAT THEY WILL DO.