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All right, Carter, that should do it.
We've proved our point.

Carter, can you hear me?

Loud and clear, General.

What the hell are you doing?

Transformer needs a little tweaking, as
long as I'm up here.

Yeah, it's mine.

Not his mind.

Thank you. That was a hell of an
exhibition you put on out there, Cotter.

really had us going.

How do you feel? Like I could go out
there and do it again. That won't be

necessary. You passed that test with
flying colors and then some.

We're ready for the transfer.

Looks like we're all set.

See you on the other side.

Beginning transfer sequence, code alpha,
0019.

Somebody get me out of this contraption.
I'm starving.

All clear.

There is nothing wrong with your
television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We
are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the
vertical. We can dilute you with a

channels or expand one single image to
crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our
imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, we will control all
that you see.

And here.

You are about to experience the awe and
mystery which reaches from the deepest

inner mind to the outer limits.

Since our earliest beginnings, we have
always believed in some form of

transcendence. But when we finally
discover how to transcend our own

bodies, what exactly will we gain?

And what will we leave behind?

Hey, Greg, how am I doing?

You're one magnificent creature.

Well, that goes without saying. What I
meant was, how's my alter ego here

Remarkably well.

You know, considering what it's been
through, our friend here managed to

50 kilowatts of electricity up on that
tower today.

You know what that would do to a normal
human body?

Yeah, toast it as a marshmallow.

Look at this.

Hardly a mark on him.

That's pretty amazing. We've shot it, we
froze it, we cooked it, we tried to

electrocute it to death, and it takes a
licking.

Keeps on ticking.

Imagine a whole army of these things.

We've done more than imagine us. With
Next Generation Commando Group.

A platoon of these beauties? You get
through the most hostile enemy

totally unscathed. Nuclear, biological,
chemical, you name it.

I won't pretend I'm not pleased with our
success. With your success, Cutter.

Yeah, that's right. It's not the
machine. It's the driver.

I said, Doc, now that we're done patting
each other on the back, can we talk

about our one little glitch?

I'm halfway up that tower in the servo
valve in the left knee actuator. It now

functions again.

I thought you fixed that.

I did fix it.

Mm -hmm.

Does it look like an XT -433 subroutine
to you? It sure does.

No, but it can't be.

The XT -433 was replaced by the XT -434.

Or at least it should have been.

Well, I'd hate to be out in the field up
to my ass in alligators and come up

with a bum leg. I don't understand. I
was sure I inputted the new subroutine

into the system.

I guess it must have slipped past me
somehow.

That's what 36 hours without sleep does
to a man.

Let's leave the good doctor alone with
his guilt.

Thanks.

Cotter, dinner's ready.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

What's all this?

What does this look like?

Thought we could have dinner by
candlelight. Well, romance never hurt

So what else do you have planned this
evening? Why, Captain McCoy, I can

you that my intentions are strictly
dishonorable.

Lucky for me.

So did you miss me?

Terribly.

Did you miss me?

I couldn't think of anything else.

Liar. What me? A liar?

That's okay. I love you anyway.

Not as much as I love you.

Good.

I am ravenous. Oh, sorry. Dinner first.

Fine.

You outdid yourself, as usual.

Something wrong, hon?

No, not really.

All right, don't give me that.

Spit it out.

Okay, what did you do today?

Sally? I know, I'm not supposed to ask.

So, how's your steak?

Thunder, do you like it?

Mmm.

Really tasty.

Sally, I know that the last couple of
months have been hard on you.

Hard on me?

God, I don't know if I've married a man
or a rumor.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that. I know how important
this work is to you.

Not just to me.

I mean, what I'm doing is making the
world a better place, a safer place.

Well, that sounds kind of corny, doesn't
it?

No, it doesn't sound corny.

And I'm doing this for us, too.

All right, this is high profile. This is
going to get me out of the trenches and

into the spotlight. I mean, you would
not believe some of the brass involved

with this. I'm sure, sweetie. If I
didn't love you so much, all of this

separation wouldn't be so awful.

All right, listen.

We're entering the final phase of
testing. It's just going to be a couple

weeks at most.

All right, when we're finished, we'll go
grab that R &R I've been promising. You

know, a bungalow on the beach, just the
two of us.

I'm not worried about vacation, sweetie.

I'm worried about you.

I have never been more happy in my
entire life.

That's exactly what scares me, Cotter. I
know you.

You're never happier than when you're
living on the edge. So whatever it is

you're doing, I'm sure risk is involved.
Honey, there is risk involved in

getting out of bed in the morning. Come
on.

I'm okay, really.

Sally.

Hi, Pete.

You startled me. I have that effect on
women.

That bum of a husband of yours around?
No, he just finished breakfast. He'll be

right out.

Sorry to keep running off with him like
this.

Don't say it if you don't mean it, Pete.

You think I enjoy separating your
lovebirds.

Take care of him for me, will you?

Take care of yourself, too. I'd hate to
lose either one of you. Sally's is

nothing but a series of training
exercises. Nothing more, nothing less.

don't you say that like no soldier's
ever been hurt in a training exercise?

Don't worry. He'll be fine.

Hey, take your hands off my wife.

I don't know if I'd seen her first.
Well, you didn't.

I, uh... I'll be in the car.

Bye, Sally.

Bye, Pete.

It's okay.

I knew what I was getting into when I
married you.

Did you?

No.

But you're damn handsome in that
uniform.

Okay. Okay. Take care of yourself.

I will. You too.

I'll see you in a couple of days.

You're always in such a hurry to get me
out of cotter number two and back into

my own body. I mean, what is the margin?

We don't like to keep you in there any
longer than we have.

But how long can your mind safely reside
in the android's brain?

Let's just say it's not a limit I'm
anxious to test.

Any particular reason?

You are full of questions today. You
expect me to have my higher brain

deleted on a regular basis about knowing
everything you do?

Look, we're getting these glitches
straightened out, I promise.

General? Well, Connor, you ready for
this last round of tests?

Yeah, zap me over there and turn me
loose.

I flew down to Washington last night.
I've got to tell you, the president is

positively ecstatic over the progress
we've been making here.

He sends his regards, and he wants me to
tell you that you are in line for one

hell of a promotion.

Don't expect me to start saluting and
calling you sir.

We're ready, gentlemen. Let's rock and
roll.

You all set, Cotter?

Yeah, all set.

Last chance to abort.

What, are you kidding? I'm starting to
get used to this.

Let her rip.

Beginning transfer sequence.

Code alpha zero zero one nine.

What's happening?

The circuits are overloading.

Well, do something.

What's happening?

I don't know.

Indications of major thermal trauma.

Several full thickness or third degree
burns of the epidermal layer.

Each of these burns appears to have a
central charred zone and a peripheral

-white zone of necrosis.

Stand back, sir. That's me they're
working on in there.

You better get in there and try and calm
him down.

That's my body in there, Pete. I have a
right to see what's going on. You're not

a doctor.

Whatever's happening in there, there's
nothing you can do.

How could this happen, Pete? How? I
don't know, Cotter. Hollander said all

systems were going. It must have been a
freak malfunction of some sort.

It's over, isn't it?

Leave us, gentlemen.

Cotter, your body suffered extensive
tissue degeneration.

You won't know the full extent of the
damage till after the autopsy.

It can't be happening.

It can't be.

Do something.

You have to bring me back. Do you hear
me? Bring me back.

You can't, Cotter. No one can.

I'm sorry.

I'd like to think this was an accident.

Either that or... Or what?

Well, as much as we've tried to keep the
screws tightened down during this

project, it is possible that someone may
have slipped in and committed an act of

sabotage. We know of at least two other
military android programs under

development in, shall we say, less than
friendly countries.

The first coalition to put android
soldiers onto the battlefield will have

decided advantage over their opponents.

Are you suggesting that someone did this
deliberately?

No, I'm not suggesting anything.

I'm just pointing out some options we
should consider during the course of our

investigation. I insist on being a part
of that investigation, sir.

Don't even think about cutting me out of
this one if somebody did kill me I want

to be there when we find out who

It's what I was afraid of

the electric current passed into the
brain itself there are Lesions and burnt

tissue all the way down through the
corpus callosum into the cerebellum Even

I could have gotten your heart started
again It wouldn't have done any good

am I going to tell Sally?

How am I going to break it to her that
her husband, the man that she loves, is

dead, but that his mind is still alive
inside a machine?

Carter, your hand.

The interface between your mind and your
android body is starting to break down.

Your android brain operates on the same
principles as the human brain.

The synapse is in a small section of
what is essentially your motor cortex,

either misfiring or not firing at all.
What's causing it? We don't know.

Makes you so sure it's a total
breakdown.

How do you know it's not an isolated
incident?

He's right.

Look at my hand. It's fine now.

You knew this was going to happen,
didn't you?

During our initial phase of testing with
other primate subjects, the same

degradation occurred. Meaning your
android apes had the same problem?

We think the stress you suffered since
the accident this morning has speeded up

the degradation.

How much time do I have?

Twelve hours at the outside.

Twelve hours?

And then when my whole damn body starts
twitching?

The pattern of decay varies, but the end
is always the same.

You'll gradually, maybe not so
gradually, lose control over your

Ultimately, you'll be unable to speak or
move or perform any other function.

Damn you, Craig.

You knew about this all along and you
didn't tell me. You knew there were

when you volunteered for the project.
Things were going so well, I didn't

about the risks anymore.

Sally knew, Pete.

She didn't know the details, but she
knew it was dangerous. I have to see

have to tell her what's happened. I'm
not sure that's a good idea, Captain.

How would you break it to her, Cotter?
What would she think, seeing you like

this? There are tests we can run,
Cotter. Working together, we might be

slow the degradation. If you don't know
how to stop it by now, Greg, you won't

figure it out in the next 12 hours,
General.

I request permission to go home and see
my wife.

I'm sorry, Captain.

Let me get this straight.

Are you saying I'm a prisoner?

Cotter.

Follow my instructions and no one will
get hurt. Cotter, put the damn gun down.

You don't know what you're doing. Never
argue with a man who has nothing to

lose, Pete.

We can't have a $2 billion weapon system
running around on a loose doing

whatever it wants.

As soon as we're out of here, I have to
return to Washington and brief the

President and the NSC.

That leaves Colonel Butler in charge.

Colonel, you have express orders to
either recapture Captain McCoy or

him by any means necessary.

With all due respect, General, as long
as that android is alive, so are

chances, I believe I can get him to
listen to reason. Right now, he's an

missile. If you won't take the necessary
action, I'll find someone who will.

Somebody there?

Sally.

Who is it?

Where are you?

It's me, Sally.

It's Connor.

Connor, what are you doing?

Turn off the porch light.

Why?

Just do it, please.

You're scaring me.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to.

Why are you hiding from me?

Is everything all right?

For the moment.

Well, this is silly. Come inside, honey.

I can't stay.

I just had to see you.

Well, come on to the porch at least. No,
stay there.

Are you all right? I can call a doctor.

I don't know.

Damn it.

I know it sounds incredible.

I'm the first human prototype.

The first human to be downloaded into
the prototype to be more precise.

Why?

It was an experiment to fuse the
electrical field that made up my mind,

even my soul, into a synthetic body.

me, Sally.

I'm trapped inside this damn machine.

I didn't want you to see me like this.

There was an accident at the lab.

It's all that's left of me.

I have to get out of here.

Why? I'm going with you. No, it's too
dangerous.

Look, don't argue with me. Not now.

YouTube go!

This is Dr. Olander.

Nice place you have here, Greg.

Connor, is that you?

I just met your father.

I didn't know he was in town. You never
tell me these things.

What are you doing in my house?

What do you want?

I want you here.

Isn't there something that we can do?

Maybe we'll just figure something out.

Well, that's fair enough.

What have you done with my phone?

You wanted to lie down.

Sleep. He's old.

Even so, he's going to live a hell of a
lot longer than I'm going to.

Talk to me, Grant.

Tell me what went wrong. You must have
some idea, some theory, some possible

scenario. I don't. There hasn't been
enough time.

I'm losing motor control.

The compulsions are more frequent now.

I'm going to get it one way or the
other. There's nothing I can do for you,

Cotter. I'm sorry.

Cotter, don't.

Stay out of this, Sally.

This is between me and the monster who
turned me into this.

I'm on your side, Cotter.

Don't you see that?

My heart and soul are in this project.
Why would I do anything to sabotage it?

Somebody did sabotage it.

I don't know. I don't. Cotter, please.

Please, Cotter.

Cotter. Cotter, stop it.

All right. All right.

I'll tell you what I know.

The

accident

was caused by a missing feedback
suppressor.

Somebody removed it just before the last
transfer.

I don't know.

But you have an idea.

I discovered an anomalous pattern in the
software logs.

It appears that someone removed the disk
with the operating code and replaced it

with an earlier generation of the
program.

One of your technicians?

No, not possible. They're not allowed
into the transfer room when we're not

working. Plus, their work's
compartmentalized. They don't have

entire operating system.

Only four people.

have unlimited access to the program on
disk. You, me, General Chase, and Pete.

But... No, it can't be Pete, Cotter.

Why not?

He's been feeling passed over ever since
we started with me for the first

download. He even pushed for a parallel
program and volunteered to be next in

line. Maybe he couldn't wait.

Why would he do it?

I thought of trying to find a suitable
donor.

Donor? You can put my mind into another
man's body. Can you do that?

Theoretically. But where would we ever
find such a donor? One that would pass

all the compatibility requirements?

There just isn't time.

Then think of something else.

What the... There is one other option,
but it's really a long shot. I don't

many options, Quentin. I don't know if
this would work, and even if it does

work, it'll only be a temporary
solution.

What? What is it?

It may be possible to slow down the
degradation process by using the MEG.

MEG? What is that? The Magneto
Electroencephalograph.

To incrementally realign the spin axes
of the neural array.

That might give us the time we need.

There's one problem. We can only try
this back at the lab.

And the whole research center is
crawling with commandos. General Chase

given out orders that you are to be
terminated on site.

There's got to be another way in.

Here you go.

Unauthorized visitors are not permitted
to enter.

This is Carter McCoy's wife.

I was taken against my will, but I was
able to get away, and I called Dr.

Olander here.

Listen, my husband is no longer my
husband.

He's crazy, out of control, and he's got
to be stopped.

She may be our best chance of finding
him.

I'm sorry, but I had my orders.

Look. You idiot.

I am the lead scientist for a top
-classified project, and this is an

Now, if you want to explain to General
Chase why you were playing tin soldier

while a $2 billion piece of technology
got destroyed, be my guest, and good

with your new career as a dishwasher!

I'll start preparing the scanner beep.

Tell me the truth, Greg.

Do you really think this is going to
work?

I don't know. I've never tried it
before.

That's okay. We're ready. Let's get you
into the chamber.

Don't worry.

I'll find a way to get you back. And
when he does, I'll be here waiting.

He's gone through the transfer.

What do you think of the new look,
Cotter?

Be honest.

Is it really me?

You recognize your old buddy, Pete?

Guess you didn't know that Greg and his
minions built a second prototype.

A backup.

In case you failed.

Let him go.

There'll be plenty of time to deal with
you later.

I take care of my friend here.

What do you want me to do?

That's why you arranged to kill me. You
were in the way.

We were friends, Pete.

We've been through everything together.

With you always in the lead. Whenever we
were up for the same assignment, same

promotions, they always went to you.

You learned how to play the game better.

As long as you were around, I'd be
second best.

You're the one who's been stealing the
operating codes. I knew someone would

start sniffing it out.

How is that?

This was not about friendship.

This was about all those years of being
ignored.

Well, they can't ignore me anymore, can
they, good buddy?

Give it up, Cotter.

Your mind -body links nearing
termination.

Your convulsions are getting worse.

Thank you, Murray.

Your husband was a true hero, Mrs.
McCoy. The Army owes him a great debt.

Thank you, General.

I'm terribly sorry about Cotter, Mrs.
McCoy.

Thank you, Doctor.

If anyone understands, it would be you.

How are you holding up?

I'm getting by, I guess.

Pete here has been a great comfort to
me.

Yes, I imagine he has been at that.

A great philosopher once said, the
endeavor to persist in its own being is

essence of the individual thing.

But when the day comes that the mind and
body can be separated, what will happen

to the soul?