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I need some fuel.

Propane or kerosene?

Kerosene.

Only got a few liters left of that.

Put the rest of the kero

in the man's scooter out there, Scratch.

It... It's the ultraviolet.

You know, his noodle is fried.

I can't keep him out of the sun.

You work for Unicorn, huh?

Yeah.

You tell me how far that station is from here?

Oh, you've got business with old man Hooks?

He loves you Uniboys.

That's about 40 miles.

Got any dried food?

Let me take a look.

Temperatures continue to rise throughout the Southwest.

Some thermal squalls have been reported.

The ozone depletion continues.

Unicorn officials have reiterated

the mandatory use of cool suits outside at all times.

This just in.

Three more members of the Independent Liberty Union

were arrested yesterday by Fresno police.

Unicorn officials said the ringleaders

were using reconstructed computers

to communicate with another like-minded group

in the Midwest.

This is the fifth time in as many months

ILU members were arrested.

Unicorn officials have asserted

that all such dissident groups

have been ferreted out and eradicated.

You know, that's not what's really going on.

I don't care what the company says.

This Liberty movement is getting stronger.

Company officials have expressed to me privately

that they're having one heck of a time ferreting out this...

All I've got is this snake jerky. Huh?

No thanks.

How much do I owe you for the kerosene?

Oh, make it 30 even.

- Thanks a lot. - Mm.

Keep cool, buckaroo.

Sure is a bitch-ol' machine you've got here, man.

You know, you really ought to go inside.

Why?

The ultraviolet.

It's burning you up.

Yeah.

Why?

Are you batman?

No.

See you around, kid.

See you around, kid.

Well, my goodness, you actually look

as if you're enjoying this, for crying out loud.

He doesn't look like he's minding it too much himself.

My god.

If your mother was only to see this.

For crying out loud, this is like put another quarter in

and take a ride.

This is disgusting.

How can the two of you

even look at yourselves in the mirror?

Am I right, audience?

When I look in the mirror I feel just fine about myself.

I provide a service for troubled and lonely men,

and I'm proud of it.

I'm healthy and clean and very good at what I do.

Oh, honey, I bet you are.

We have time for one more call.

This is Winston Wickett, you are on the line.

Hello, hello?

Is that really you, Winston?

Yeah, it's really me you desert dipshit.

And turn your monitor down!

- Sorry! - You certainly are sorry.

Now, what is it?

I just wanna say,

I don't think human prosties are worth a bro dick.

And why is that, caller?

Well, first off,

they ain't as pretty as the synthoid prosties were.

And they ain't as good either.

Well, hold on now,

what do you mean, "not as good"?

Well, let's just say that the synthoid prosties

were more agile and cleaner too.

All them weird diseases came back

when we had to use human whores

after they banned the synthoids.

Winston, are you listening to me?

Winston?

Let me ask you something here, lady.

How exactly do you know how good you really are?

Is this like a...

Is this some sort of assessment you took yourself or what?

Well, I don't have to be told how good I am.

I know how good I am.

Well, yeah, I know you know...

Maybe because you haven't had a human

in a long time.

Oh, that's a pretty cheap shot. Like you have.

Sort of like this show, cheap shot?

Listen young lady,

let me tell you something right now,

nobody talks to Winston Wickett like that

and gets away with it.

Young fella,

Is there something I can do for you?

Yeah, you, uh...

Lathan Hooks?

That's me.

Tyson Keen, from Unicorn.

Well, you tell big brother whatever it is,

I ain't interested.

Well, big brother just brought you

half a dozen liters of Freon.

Listen, I am sick and tired

of you Unicorn regionals coming out here

every time you've got nothing better to do.

Breathing down my neck,

telling me how to run my business.

You know what you ought to do?

You ought to tell your bosses

that they ought to worry less about

what happens out here in the wasteland,

and more about those big business shits in Washington.

Look, I'm not breathing down anybody's back.

I'm just making a buck.

There are no bucks to be made out here, fella.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I do need that stuff.

Been out of back ups so long I forgot I ordered it.

Yeah, like you forgot that you promised me

a real live audience, and a real cameraman?

When am I gonna get them, Lathan?

When pigs fly, Winston.

Get that stuff in here.

Hey sweetheart, do you think

maybe you could hold the camera just a bit steadier?

We're starting to look like an amateur hour around here.

Whatever you say, your ass holiness.

Look Arren, I need a bit of an advance.

I promised these two bimbos I'd take them out to dinner.

Yeah, what'd they promise you?

You've got a sick mind, you little drit.

So what'd you do to piss off my grandfather?

I told him I work for Unicorn.

Ah. That'll do it every time.

You don't look like a corporate geek.

Company needed somebody who knows bikes.

This job is not what I expected.

After this, I'm moving on.

This place is like a museum.

It's an old power station.

Unicorn took it over, fired everyone, and left it to rot.

Lathan did this.

He put all this together?

Yeah, well, I modified a lot.

I patched together some stuff from the junkyard outside.

I'd better get that Freon.

My name's Arren.

What's yours?

Tyson.

You know, when it gets still like this

it means thermal's gonna hit.

You should stay 'til it passes.

That could be two or three days.

I wouldn't wanna overstay my welcome.

Jesus Christ.

Is that what I think it is?

It's a DV-8.

Ah, back when they really made them big.

I've only seen these in pictures before.

How'd it get all the way out here?

The government scrapped them.

They built them for the Mexican uranium mines,

but when the mines went dry they just dumped them.

There's probably more out here somewhere.

Really?

Boy, it must have really been a sight

to see this old guy in action.

Long before I was born.

Somebody's been messing with the cortex.

Oh me, I was just trying to see if it was still operable.

That's against the law.

So shoot me.

Your parents got any more like you?

No, my parents are dead.

It's just Lathan and me.

Sorry.

So how did you and the old man

end up all the way out here in the wasteland?

It's a long story.

It can't be that long, you're not that old.

I'm sixteen.

And never been kissed.

You know, maybe I'll take you up on that offer.

Stay awhile.

Thanks.

Okay.

That's Lathan's room there, and that's mine.

Our handyman sleeps on the next floor down.

Come on, I'll show you.

So what else Is on the third level,

besides the studio?

There's a kitchen and a medical clinic.

This place goes on forever.

I want you to meet Quinn.

He's Lathan's engineer and all-around handyman.

You'll probably be bunking with him.

Good afternoon, boys and girls,

Let's begin today Hi Quinn.

With a brief review of yesterday's lesson

on global economics.

Why don't we open your textbooks to page nine.

Come on, I'll show you where his room is.

So now kids, the two primary causes

of the last century's economic catastrophe were?

Uncontrolled computer stocks selling...

Who's that?

Parice, the schoolteacher out here.

Correct. And the result was?

Carrie, are you with us this evening?

Yeah, I'm here teacher.

Well, my governments couldn't pay their national debt

so Unicorn took over responsibility.

Good, right.

And it can't happen again because why?

Because, um...

Because Unicorn is a free enterprise bureaucracy

dedicated to the concepts of life, liberty,

and the pursuit of economic stability.

Awful pretty for a school teacher.

I guess, if you like the type.

And take a look at chapter number four, page 15.

Carrie, why don't you go ahead and read aloud for us.

So Mr. Keen.

Where are you from originally?

Oceanside originally.

My name's Tyson.

I've never seen the ocean.

I have.

Is it true that some people still swim in it?

A few, now and then.

Well, you know, it's funny.

I've always wondered what I'd look like

in one of those bikinis women used to wear.

You wouldn't catch me dead wearing one of those.

That's cause you're not grown up enough

to fill one out yet.

Very funny, Quinn.

Sorry I'm late.

Mr. Keen, my granddaughter says I owe you an apology.

I suppose I do.

You caught me at a bad time.

You mean there's a good time?

I've been around a long time, Mr. Keen.

I lived through the Days of Redemption.

They say we're redeemed now.

Well, things could be worse.

Mr. Keen, when Unicorn decided

to ban the use of computers by civilians

because as they say we "screwed up the money markets,"

we "triggered the econo-collapse,”

we bought that.

We didn't like it but we bought it

because it was the easiest thing to do.

And when they outlawed robots

because of some demented vision

about the Book of Revelations,

we thanked them for guiding us out of the darkness.

Lathan.

But nothing much has changed, Mr. Keen,

except you and I have lost a couple of our civil rights.

We're still as uneducated as ever and self-absorbed,

and we're still watching

the same crap on television we did 40 years ago.

Well, no offense, Mr. Hooks,

but the "Winston Wicket Show"

ain't exactly brilliant programming.

That jackass' uncle holds the mortgage on this station.

That's why we have the "Winston Wickett Show" on television.

Even in absentia, I'm the topic of conversation.

What are you doing back here?

Well, the date night motels were all filled up.

With thermal coming on,

we figured we'd just turn around and come back.

Great.

And I promised these two fallen women a nice dinner.

Sandra, Christie have everything you want.

It's on the house.

A bunch of bullshit this is,

we gotta make up our own bed, for crying out loud.

Come on Parice, we're gonna be bunking in my room.

And Winston, Lathan said that you guys get the clinic.

Don't touch anything.

Oh, I'm not gonna touch anything.

Come on downstairs, girls,

we're gonna play doctor.

I'll get the spare cot out.

Good night, Arren. - Good night, Quinn.

Good night.

Sleep well.

If you need anything, I'm right here.

Thanks, kid.

He seems really nice.

I guess, if you like the type.

So how long have you worked here?

About six months.

He's a tough old man.

Yeah, he's hard but he's fair.

So what did you do before this?

Odd jobs here and there.

Same here.

No matter what it is, as long as it pays.

Night.

Night.

It's all yours.

Come on ladies,

this will be a night that you girls will not forget

for a long, long time.

It's a frigging hospital.

I wonder what kind of mind fuckers they got.

Hey, hey, Christie,

come on, remember what we agreed, okay?

Why's all this here?

Ah, it's an emergency room for the desert shits

whenever they wander in.

Is there a doctor out here?

Uniquack comes out here every couple of weeks,

shoots them up with some medicine,

and they're good as new.

Scared the hell out of me.

I was, uh...

I was just checking this...

Jesus Christ, what the hell is that?

What is that? What is that?

Arren!

Shut up you idiot!

What the hell's going on?

The electricity's out, air's down.

Sensor's warn when it's over 105.

What the hell is that?

Juice is out, that's all.

Lathan's not in his room.

He's probably been messing around again.

Shorted out the power source.

Lathan?

Lathan!

Maybe he's in the trans room.

I'll go with you.

Oh, this is great.

The old bastard has blown a fuse in the middle of a thermal,

and we're gonna roast.

Lathan.

Lathan.

Ah, there's some major damage here.

This isn't good.

Where the hell could he be?

- They killed him! - Arren.

- They killed him! - Arren, Arren.

No, they killed him.

It wasn't an accident. - It's okay.

Stop it, Arren, listen to me.

- No, you don't know. - Listen to me.

They killed him.

It's okay, Arren.

It's all right, I know.

It's okay, sweetie.

It's okay.

- What happened? - I don't know.

Must've slipped off the catwalk.

Could have been a heart attack.

How's the kid?

She's pretty shook up.

Well, this a fine kettle of snatch.

We're gonna be roasting here in this goddamn furnace.

You know, you really are an asshole.

- Keep your hands off of me. - You know that.

There's a man dead out there

and you're worried about the heat?

Hey.

That's not gonna make it any cooler in here.

Look, if the thermal continues

and we can't get the spark back on, we're gonna fry.

It's 110 degrees right now

and it's gonna get a hell of a lot hotter

when the sun comes up.

Well, what about auxiliary power?

We've got about an hour left.

Hey Quinn, you know, why don't you do something

like out of the ordinary?

Why don't you just do what you get paid for?

Why don't you just fix it, huh?

So can we fix it?

Maybe.

We can try to rig a power bypass

but we gotta go outside to do it.

How is she?

About as well as can be expected.

She keeps saying that the old man was murdered.

She's in shock.

I had to give her something to help her sleep.

We're gonna rig a power bypass.

In the meantime, maybe you can find some kerosene lanterns.

Better suit up.

He didn't fall.

He was jamming their signal.

They killed him.

What?

Don't let them get away with it.

Arren, who?

Unicorn.

Arren?

Is she all right?

Quinn's waiting for you outside.

Oh...

Be careful, okay?

I Will.

Don't touch anything in here.

Hold the light steady.

No water.

Why not?

The pump's electric.

You know, if this thermal continues,

we're gonna die without water.

Do you mean to tell me

there are no emergency supplies out here?

Damn fool.

There's gotta be something here.

Christie check the cupboards for soups,

any other kind of liquids.

Toilets! - Good idea. Okay.

Winston, that's your job.

What?

Oh, come on, don't tell me

you never drank out of a toilet before.

Here I thought you were a well-rounded guy.

All right, if you're gonna be a spoil sport,

we'll boil it, okay?

Yeah, boil this.

How much longer?

I almost got it.

Well, I have just looked into the abyss.

At least the last son of a bitch flushed.

What is all this?

Oh, here's to big strong men!

I inhaled a pound of sand.

How about you, is there anything I can do for you?

Uh, I'm okay.

Is everything fixed?

Yeah, until the thermal passes.

We have to rewire the whole thing.

I just stopped and looked in on the kid,

you know, to see if she was all right.

She wasn't there.

I looked everywhere, she's gone.

Arren?

She's not there.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Come on, we'll find her.

This place is starting to give me the willies.

Relax, it's a hell of a lot better

than some of the places we've been in.

I don't know, there's something weird going on here,

I can feel it.

As soon as the thermal passes,

we'll head on up to Frisco.

What about the money Mr. Wickett owes us?

That fat little fucker's a dead beat.

I say we cut our losses and kiss his ass goodbye.

He said he was gonna make me a TV star.

Come on, let's go find the kid.

Arren?

Arren, are you down here?

Arren?

Arren.

Come on, you little drit.

This ain't funny.

Arren.

Come on, baby.

Arren, don't do this.

Come on, if you're in here, let me know.

Arren?

Come on, honey.

Son of a bitch.

What the hell you doing sneaking up on me like that?

What are you doing here?

I need a drink.

I need a drink.

Shh.

Follow me. I wanna show you something.

Where'd all this stuff come from?

Lathan did it.

During the Days of Redemption.

It's all stuff from the 90s.

What do you guys use it for?

Ow. Jesus!

What the hell are you doing?

Oh god, I'm sorry!

I had to see if you were a synth.

What are you, nuts?

Synths were destroyed years ago.

No, Unicorn has been using them for over a year now.

Lathan and the others found out about it

when one infiltrated the group, and...

Wait, what? What group?

The Independent Liberty Union.

Your grandfather was a member of the ILU?

So what do they use synthoids for?

Watchdogs.

To watch?

Us.

They're programming them on a UHF frequency.

Lathan found a way to jam the signal.

It was only a matter of time

before they traced the pirate jam

and sent one of their rubber geeks to stop it.

That's why they killed him.

At first I thought it was you,

but Lathan said you were harmless.

What we didn't figure on was one already being here.

But Arren, by international agreement,

synthoids are programmed to be incapable of killing humans.

Any synth can kill you

if you override its fail safe program

with a crash and burn virus.

That's what they were broadcasting.

When I came down here there was all sorts of stuff

happening on the screen.

It was the virus programmed just before Lathan was killed.

There, that's the synthoid's ID number.

That's us.

That's the crash and burn virus.

And that's my grandfather's social security number.

So what's FLR 1017

First law of robotics, deleting it.

Creating a killing machine.

Tyson, I'm sorry I cut you.

I guess I already knew you weren't a synth.

Arren, there's things that don't add up here, though.

What about that room?

What about all the emergency supplies?

They're stashed where nobody can get at them.

Well, someone must have moved them there.

What about the Freon?

There's at least 10 liters of Freon back there.

Your grandpa said you had been out of that for months.

Well, one of us ain't one of us.

I'm gonna find out which one.

This is the craziest goddamn thing I've ever heard of.

Look, I saw the computer myself.

Well, good for you.

All that means is that that little shit is going to jail

as soon as they find out about it.

This whole thing is absurd.

Why? I mean anything is possible.

Well, we all know each other...

Except them.

And me.

I saw him bleed.

Can we just get on with this, please?

I wanna go to bed.

Besides, what difference does it make

if one of us isn't real anyways?

Exactly.

If there is a synthoid, and if it did kill the old man,

it got what it wanted.

What makes you think we're still targets?

But what if it's programmed

to kill anything it sees as a threat?

We all know it's here.

That's probably enough.

Well, you all deserve to know for yourselves,

so I'll go first.

You're getting better at that, kid.

I'll go next.

Piece of cake.

Who's next?

I got nothing to lose.

Ow.

I'll go next.

If I can't trust you, who can 1?

I'll do it.

Is that red enough for you?

I need another goddamn drink

before you play doctor with me.

Why does it have to be this way?

I mean...

Ladies first.

Fuck! Jesus Christ, Quinn, you asshole.

You all think everything's a big joke.

Jesus.

Well, I guess that leaves me.

I told you this was a crazy idea.

You ought to be locked up, you little cretin.

All this ILU bullshit.

You're as crazy as the old man was.

For Christ's sake, Winston, she just lost her grandfather.

Oh, so it's okay for her to just slice and dice me then?

Jesus, look at this.

It's already starting to swell up.

Bitch, you infected me!

When this thermal's over with, I'm gonna call the rangers

and I'm gonna tell them where they can find

an illegal computer.

Oh boy, little girls like you

go over real well in prison, princess!

It's all right, kid.

We all make mistakes.

Well, it's after two,

I'm gonna get some sleep.

See you in the morning.

I'm gonna have some tea, does anybody wanna join me?

Yeah, I'm gonna stay up a little while.

Good night.

I'm going to bed.

I'll be in Lathan's room, it's more secure.

I don't know, I just can't picture Lathan in the ILU.

I mean, he liked to think of himself as a revolutionary,

but he was really more of a dreamer than a doer.

Whiskey?

No thanks.

What about the computer?

That was a surprise, I don't know,

I guess the rangers are gonna have to figure that one out.

So why do you live out here in this wasteland?

Same reason most people do I guess.

Everything went under glass

when the ocean air got toxic,

and even with these thermals.

I couldn't live that way.

Yeah.

It's a hell of a world we live in, huh?

Yeah.

What? What's wrong?

It's just been a long time since someone held me.

Jesus. Look at this thing.

Jesus Christ!

Ow. Fuck!

Jesus.

We finally got to you.

Good boy, don't let them figure you out.

Tyson?

Tyson?

Tyson is that you?

Hi.

Quinn!

Let her go.

I could snap her neck like a twig.

You do and I'll blow your fucking microchips

all over this floor.

Suit yourself.

Ow!

Where are you going?

I gotta thank you, kid.

You said a synth would try to destroy

anything it saw as a threat.

I wasn't programmed for that.

They just told me to get the old man.

But as soon as you said it,

I saw the sense in the idea.

See, there's a teeny tiny little chip

in my big gargantuan brain.

The company calls it the Jiminy factor

'cause it's like a conscious.

It's kinda cute, huh?

But I would never in a million, billion, trillion years

terminate a human.

But thanks to a miracle of modern technology,

poor little Jiminy Cricket...

Has crashed...

And burned.

So now there's only one mission left.

To protect the company's synthoid program

from any outside interference.

And you two

with your goddamn questions and unpatriotic opinions

Have definitely interfered.

So...

We're going to have some fun.

How about a little hide and seek?

Tyson, how did you know it was Quinn?

The cut on Wicket's hand swelled up way too fast.

Coolant is lethal in the blood.

Quinn slashed him right after he used it.

You never even got a chance to wipe the blade.

That hidden coolant,

that's his blood supply.

Okay, we've gotta get the others, get the hell out of here.

Are there any more guns here?

Yeah, Lathan got one from the ILU.

I know where it is.

We should stick together.

No, I can watch out for myself,

now that I know what I'm watching out for.

Where'd you get that?

It's Quinn, he tried to kill us!

Oh, good god.

Tyson's waiting for you in the studio.

I'm gonna get the others.

Sandra!

Sandra, the synth, it's Quinn.

Where's Winston and Christie?

I don't know.

Okay, get to the studio. I'll find them.

And watch out for Quinn.

That's an ugly sore you've got there, Winston.

You scared the shit out of me.

What the hell are you sneaking up on me like that for?

You ought to have someone take a look at that.

Ah, Quinn, this thing Is making me scared.

I just don't know it's just a small cut.

I've never seen anything this goddamn infected.

Well, you think you've got problems,

take a look at this.

Jesus Christ!

Where are you going, fat boy?

I thought we could whip up a batch of cookies.

That.. that... that...

That's all, folks!

Uh oh, it's way too late for a doctor.

Quinn.

I think we'd better amputate.

You know, stumpie,

it looked like my friend did me a favor

when he shot out my circuits.

He even improved something.

You know what that is?

My sense of power!

He got Winston.

What?

Christ.

Sandra, I couldn't find her.

Hey, but maybe that means he won't either.

Guess who?

Well your hands aren't as large as Winston's.

Say something else.

What do you want me to say.

Tell me that you like me.

I like you, Christie.

Don't look.

Keep your eyes closed.

Oh god. Oh, my god.

Oh god.

What are we gonna do if we get him?

Try to get broadcast power back up.

Let the world know what's going on down here.

It's not just here.

Well, maybe we should contact Unicorn.

Jesus Christ, what does it take

for you to see what that would get us?

You're supposed to be the smart one around here, remember?

Look, relax. Take it easy, all right?

Shit.

He just wants to play with us.

We'll be all right if we can hold him off 'til morning.

Then Christie and I are out of here.

Tyson...

Take Christie with you.

And tell her I said goodbye.

I stopped at a road side about 40 miles east of here.

Is that the closest place?

Do those heaps outside still run?

All right, let's get Christie and get the hell out of here.

The heat will kill us by noon.

Guess we'll have to do it before then.

You got a photo cam here?

Lathan had one.

Okay, get it, get some pictures of that thing,

then meet us outside, all right?

Let's go.

Come on, Arren, let's go.

Here.

Come on!

Hang on.

What's the rush?

Tyson.

Watch out.

Tyson, look out.

Tyson!

Tyson!

Tyson!

Tyson!

Tyson!

Arren.

Oh my god. Tyson.

Hang on, Tyson, we're gonna get you out!

- What are you going to do? - Resurrect the dead.

- What? - Help me with this.

I'm gonna get the DV-8 going.

Lathan made me a server unit to run it from my computer.

But the elecitricity is out.

That's why I got the power bank.

There's enough spark in here to get the main frame going.

This is crazy, it took months of training to walk a DV-8.

I've been training.

Don't worry, Tyson, we'll get you out.

Come on, get up.

Damn it.

Sorry, old fella.

Let's see.

Oh man, that's gonna need some stitches.

Let's find Arren and get the hell out of here.

Okay.

Arren?

Something's not right.

Where the hell is she?

Arren?

Arren?

Don't you wanna kiss me just one last time?

Hey!

Kiss this.

Hey.

I wonder what the hell they're up to.

Probably some pile up on the interstate.

See you around, Scratch.

Where are you all headed?

Dallin.

Lathan wants me to pick him up something.

Huh. How's that old renegade?

Better than ever these days.

Be seeing you, Bud.

Take care.

I guess they figured out

that their electronic funkees got terminated.

Yeah.

So where now?

Do you know where ILU headquarters is?

Yeah, Bakersfield.

Okay.

We'll get them those pictures of the synthoids you shot.

You can help them set up broadcast facilities

and pretty soon Unicorn's word won't be worth shit.

Is there any other way to get to Bakersfield

besides the main highway?

Yeah, there's a dirt turn off about a half mile up.

Comes out just outside of Long Pine.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm just thinking about Lathan.

Guess I'm a little scared.

You're not the only one.

I just wish he could have seen that old rust bucket walk.

He would have been proud.

You kind of liked her, didn't you?

Yeah, well, she was only gonna break your heart,

right after she ripped it out.

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