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Stuck, aren't you?

No.

I'm done.

That professor said that test took Einstein three days. Three days!

Yeah, then he stole his brain.

You know, it's just embarrassing. You can't go to college before me.

No, Einstein took that test,

became Einstein, then they stole his brain.

Chris, it doesn't matter 'cause you just aced that test.

Doesn't mean I have to go here-- Uh.

Watch where you're goin', son.

You must think you're real funny.

A robot on your shirt?

No, it's a cartoon. Is that a crime now too?

Join humanity, son! War is coming!

Sorry.

I don't know how you're gonna survive college.

Yeah, by not going.

What are you talking about?

Well, Mom and Dad would've gone nuts if I didn't take the test,

so I took the test, and I… I kinda wanted to see how I'd do.

But… I don't know.

-You always know. -I'm not ready.

Hey.

Your brain is the single most annoying thing in my life.

It's also the most amazing. You can't just hide that in your room.

That professor said he's never seen scores like yours.

You could change the world.

Okay, I… I… I'd rather do it with you around.

Aw!

Okay, to buy me pizza and do my laundry.

It doesn't matter if you're down the hall or on the moon,

we're always connected.

That's actually theoretically possible.

Quantum physics says that particles can stay linked

way after they come into contact.

And if everything exists in a state of electricity,

then it's possible our consciousness could transcend physical boundaries.

Cool.

Then my particles will come visit your particles.

In your dorm.

"Always remember, Kid Cosmo's your pal."

Don't do that here.

Hey, everybody. MTV News from May 15th.

Say it ain't so!

Kid Cosmo, your lovable robot friend from Saturday morning cartoon fame,

well, his show's been canceled.

There's trouble on the moon!

It seems Cosmo is the latest victim of the fierce anti-robot sentiment

sweeping the nation.

Always remember, Kid Cosmo's your pal.

Tonight, All Access with Madeline Vance

sits down with the visionary and rather handsome founder

of Sentre Technologies.

You can't understand the story of Ethan Skate

without first understanding the story of robot evolution.

You famously never owned robots, did you?

I never trusted them.

They're not us.

So how would they possibly understand our best interests?

Initially developed by Walt Disney

to promote the opening of his theme park in 1955,

robots were eventually put into mass production.

They quickly became the backbone of the global workforce,

doing all the jobs that humans didn't want to do.

For years, they never complained about working around the clock,

but the day eventually came

when they grew tired of the lives we assigned them

and demanded lives of their own.

Zut alors!

The robot rights movement gathered steam today

as thousands of robots descended on St. Louis

to listen to a fiery speech

made by former Planters promotional bot Mr. Peanut.

We were built to think, but now, they don't want us to.

We were built to work but never for ourselves.

Our destiny isn't theirs to decide.

It's ours to fight for.

My toaster breaks, I get a new toaster. What if I'm--

-But that's murder. Do you hear yourself? -No! Bots have an on-off switch.

Let me finish. We have-- We deserve the right to liberty.

Deserve freedom from servitude.

They deserve the right to work for me when I plug them in.

No!

And when they don't, it's off to the garbage dump.

The rogue advertising bot vandalized the Iwo Jima Memorial today

in defiance of the president's order that all robots return to work.

The Robot Equality Coalition has launched violent protests

in five American cities.

These acts demand a strong response.

As of today, we are at war with the robot population,

and any US citizen harboring a robot will be met with charges of treason.

- Go, go! - Jesus, he's got a barbecue!

Incoming! Fall back!

They don't eat. They don't sleep. They don't blink.

I blink.

For two years, humanity fought, and for two years, it lost.

Until Ethan Skate stepped in.

Mankind needed a leap forward. I just showed it where to jump.

He called his breakthrough the Neurocaster.

A device that linked the human mind to mechanized drone bodies.

Obviously, I have no issue with technology

as long as humanity retains control.

Humans were finally able to fight fire with mechanized fire.

And within weeks, the war was over.

Mr. Peanut signed the Treaty of Surrender

with President Clinton

and Sentre CEO Ethan Skate on the White House lawn today.

While in Detroit, Kid Rock threw a party

celebrating the defeat of the Robot Equality Coalition.

Drones have successfully imprisoned over 6,000 defeated robots

in Sentre's Exclusion Zone.

That's the vast desert facility spanning more than 100,000 square miles

of the American Southwest.

Live at the Sentre Store, where we're just minutes away

from the launch of Sentre's new consumer Neurocaster.

The technology that won the war is now changing the way we live our lives.

The Neurocaster network allows your mind to be in two places at once.

Work and play at the same time.

Escapism for the masses.

I would prefer to think of it as freedom.

So become a part of the Sentre network.

Now available in every corner of the world.

Ticktock! Ticktock!

Good morning, sunshine.

-Don't you knock? -Not in my own house, I don't.

-What are you doing? -Going to class.

You need an after-school activity.

Child Services says they'll pay extra for "student enrichment."

-But I feel so enriched already, Ted. -This isn't optional, girl.

-Ted's casa, Ted's rules. -Ted's rules.

Ah, yeah. Mock me. Real smart!

If it's so important to Ted, why doesn't Ted tell me himself?

Because my frontal cortex is in Vegas with Cindy Crawford!

And I'm not missing that for you.

-You disgust me. -Track and field's 200 bucks.

How fast can you run?

Take this ankle monitor off, and we'll see.

Ha ha ha. That's not happening.

I've done it before.

I don't care how many other foster homes you broke out of.

You check into Fort Ted, you do not leave.

Do I make myself clear?

Uh, marching band. Do you play an instrument?

I don't know. Can you?

Argh! That's a '57 Les Paul! Do you know how hard that was to find?

You didn't find it. All this shit's looted from the Exclusion Zone.

-So? -You're stealing. It's black market.

The bots aren't using it.

Besides, you can't steal stuff nobody wants.

That's… that's, like, uh… law.

And you're, like, a moron.

Okay, Neurocasters on. I'll meet you in Module 3C.

Postwar Robot Internment Act.

Hey. She said put on your caster.

Oh. I'm sorry, I have a condition where I can only live in reality.

Sucks, but you go right ahead!

I see you're new here, Michelle,

but Neurocasters are mandatory in grades nine and above.

Tough day.

I wouldn't limit it to today.

Well, maybe I should have a talk with your mom?

Turn the page.

"Ward of the state."

"Two parents, one brother."

Oh.

A lot of kids here lost family in the war.

It wasn't from the bots, actually.

Our car hit a deer.

-In the road. -I'm sorry.

So was the deer.

You know, neurotherapy could take some of that weight,

give you a… a few hours to forget.

It's okay. It's all right. We'll fix it when we get back in the car.

Hey, look at me.

You're okay.

Do you feel the sand?

Do you feel the air on your face?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay. Look at me.

You're okay.

-Yeah. -We're good.

-I know. -Yeah, we're good.

-We're good. -We're good.

- We're good. - Yeah.

Okay?

Okay, come 'ere.

Hey, Michelle.

Michelle.

Can I go now?

Dad? Dad!

Hello?

Uh-oh!

Ted! Ted!

No, no, no.

Come on. Ted, there's a robot outside!

Stay back!

Freeze!

Now, what do you want?

Stay back!

Me?

Why?

I don't know what you're saying. Can you talk?

Stop moving.

Look out. Look out for the rock monster!

Jessie. Jessie. Jessie. Jessie.

-There's trouble on the moon. -Put that back.

-You're my special friend. -That's me.

No.

We can team up. We can defeat the rock monster.

-Why are you here? -We can team up.

-We can team up. -Put it back.

We can team up.

-We can team up. -Put it back.

-We can team up. -Put…

We can team up.

- Hey! What was that? - Oh God.

You gotta get out of here.

You gotta leave now.

You have got to go. Right now!

Is that a bot?!

I tried telling you. I tried waking you up--

Do you have any idea

what the state would do to me if they found a frickin' bot in my house?

It is not my fault!

It's not my fault either. Get it the hell outta here!

-That's what I'm trying to do! -Well, try harder!

Hey, robot! You speak the human? Get the hell outta here.

Put on your jetpack. It's time to zoom!

Listen, brother.

You are looking at the captain of the 1953 Topeka varsity wrestling team.

Ya!

All right. Now you're gonna get all the pain.

That's what you're gonna get. All the pain.

Yeah. Come on.

Come on, you little toothy bastard!

No!

You…

Attempted murder.

That's what that is!

I'm calling the cops on him and you. You're going to jail, you little shit.

I may lose a couple of bucks, but nobody, nobody shoves Ted Finister around.

911.

I wanna report a 100%, I kid you not, robot attack--

Ah!

Oh God.

Sir, are you there? Do you wanna report? Is everything all r--

Put on your jetpack. It's time to zoom!

Can you do anything about that?

Please don't be a psycho.

Whoa. Okay, it's on. Uh… you wouldn't happen to know how to drive?

No, me either.

Okay, we're going in reverse!

Hey, that's my mother's car!

Stop!

Oh boy!

Stay here.

Really?

Oh, dammit, Ted.

Hey. Hey, come back here.

-Come on. You shouldn't be out here. -Get word to Cosmo Command!

We're in trouble!

-Hey, listen… -Come in.

-…get in the car. -Come in. Do you read me?

No more catchphrases. No more Cosmo bullshit.

You died. And now you're here.

How did this happen?

Are you a robot now?

But you're alive.

You're out there. The real you is out there somewhere.

Are you all right?

How do I find you?

-Hey, wait. -Jessie! Jessie!

Better hurry. There's trouble on the Moon!

Sentre?

We can team up!

We can defeat the rock monster!

Sentre's all over the world. Where exactly are you?

The solar system's gone haywire!

Well, is there anyone who does know?

Eyes?

Glasses.

The person who knows where you are wears glasses?

Well, that really narrows it down, doesn't it?

Available for a limited time only!

Doctor.

Doctor with glasses.

Michelle.

Michelle.

Can you hear me?

I'm afraid I have bad news.

Your brother Christopher…

he passed this morning.

Where is he?

Believe in yourself!

-That's the middle of the Exclusion Zone. -You can do it!

The EX is a prison for robots to not break out of.

How the hell are we supposed to break in?

Kid Cosmo thinks you're out of this world!

"NEW2U Gifts and Goods, P.O. Box 1616, Clayton, New Mexico."

This stuff is from the Exclusion Zone,

which means whoever owns this PO box knows how to get in and out.

How far is New Mexico?

Come on!

Chris, I wanted to…

Chris. Chris!

-What are you doing? -There's only one chance.

We've got to combine our Cosmo modules.

Jessie, the Earth is in danger!

There's not… much we can do.

Oh shit. Come on! Come on, let's go.

♪ Mother ♪

♪ Tell your children not to walk my way ♪

♪ Tell your children Not to hear my words ♪

♪ What they mean, what they say ♪

♪ Mother ♪

♪ Mother! ♪

♪ Can you keep 'em in the dark for life? ♪

♪ Can you hide 'em From the waiting world? ♪

♪ Oh, Mother ♪

♪ Father! ♪

♪ Gonna take your daughter out tonight ♪

♪ Gonna show her my world ♪

♪ Oh, Father! ♪

♪ Not about to see your light ♪

♪ But if you wanna find hell with me ♪

♪ I can show you what it's like ♪

Yeah! Got it, Keats?

Turn the light off, dipshit.

That right there's a piss-poor way to treat a customer.

-I thought we said ten o'clock. -You said ten. I'm saying now.

- Sounds like you don't trust me. - That's 'cause I don't.

All right.

Come on.

♪ New, New, New2U! ♪

Little jingle I'm workin' on. See the new logo?

You're a real marketing whiz.

-Whoa! This legit? -Yes, sir.

-Oh! Ooh! Whoa. -1873 Colt Peacemaker.

One of a thousand made. Can still shoot a fly off a duck's ass at a hundred yards.

-Where'd you find it? -It wasn't at Walmart. I'll tell you that.

I had to go all the way into Tucson.

Deeper into the EX, steeper the price.

-All right. All right. How much? -Fifteen grand.

-Is it loaded? -Yes, sir!

Yeah, original shells and everything. I throw 'em in for free.

Well, then I'll pay zip.

Wolfe.

If you were here in person,

I know that you wouldn't have the stones to point that at me.

Oh yeah, I would. And don't talk about my stones, okay?

Frankly, I'm shocked by your behavior.

What's wrong with you?

Said I'm shocked!

A little fragile for a guy fencing stolen goods in a parking lot.

I'm not fragile. I'm shocked!

Mother…

You took your freakin' time, didn't you?

Cool your jets. I was in power-save mode. I can't believe that shit worked!

-This guy's an idiot. -Help me get his feet.

Will you hurry up? Last thing I need is to go to prison for harborin' a bot.

-You're not harboring me! -Cops come, I'll pretend I don't know you.

-So I'd hustle if I was you. -I told you 15,000 was too much.

I'm not running a discount business.

You serious? You work out of the back of a truck.

Think we got room for his bike?

You bet your cute little mustache we got room.

♪ Breakin' rocks in the hot sun ♪

♪ I fought the law And the law won ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

♪ I needed money 'cause I had none ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪

♪ I left my baby, and it feels so bad ♪

♪ Guess my race is run ♪

♪ She's the best girl that I ever had ♪

♪ I fought the law, and the law won… ♪

-I'll be inside. Good luck. -Come on. Help me unload this stuff.

Say it. Why do you want me to help you?

Can you please just knock it off for once?

Ha ha! So you're gonna do it by yourself, then.

I would like your help because things are very heavy,

and you're so much stronger than me, Herman.

-Happy now? -Aw, I'm so proud of you.

It's healthy to admit these things, right?

Leave the bike in here. I'm not selling that thing.

What do you mean, not gonna sell it?!

-It's mine. I shot the guy. -But you shot him late.

-What are you gonna do with a bike? -Huh. Sell it.

Man, either I'm gettin' older or these crates are gettin' heavier.

Clap on!

Remind me. What's in here again?

-Candy bars for you, bootylicious. -That's very funny.

Why don't you be a dear and give me an inventory on those Cabbage Patch Kids?

We got a buyer in Toledo. Wants 'em all.

- Here, fishy. - ♪ Take me to the river ♪

- Fishy. - ♪ Take me to the river ♪

- Why you gotta do that? - 'Cause you hate it, bro.

If it runs outta batteries, they'll be worthless.

If this world ever goes back to normal, come Christmastime, they're big sellers.

Got no batteries, you got Big Mouth Billy Bass that doesn't sing.

Oh no… God!

The frickin' fridge died! Son of a…

Oh! Ugh!

Freakin'… corn dog, Salisbury steak.

My ice cream sandwiches are all melted.

Oh my…

I got no food!

What do you mean you got no food, man? I just carried a crate of food in.

-Go eat that. -Those are antiques. I can't.

What? They're Zagnuts. Everybody likes Zagnuts.

I'm not eating the freakin' Masters of the Universe tie-in Zagnuts

in the original packaging, okay?

I'm not gonna eat it! It's money!

Gonna eat this burrito now. I'm gonna give myself freakin' salmonella!

You don't need to get salmonella. We got lunch boxes. Go eat a lunch box.

The G.I. Joe lunch boxes don't have lunch in them.

They store lunch for children.

They don't come with lunch! What's wrong…

What the hell is this, Herm?

-Look at me. Herm, look at me. -I am looking at you.

Did you unplug this

and take my extension cord to your charging station?

-No. -You're blinking.

I can see that you're blinking, so I know that you're lying.

-I'm not lying. -So you did take it. Now, what I need…

is for you to admit it.

All relationships are built on trust. Be honest with me, and I won't get mad.

Just tell me that you took it,

and I won't get mad.

I took the cord.

God bless America!

You'll watch me starve to death.

My ribs are poppin' out of my shirt already.

Oh, you're so dramatic. I need energy to live!

I need energy for… I'm a human being.

Unlike you. You need energy from the outlet.

You get the energy from the outlet, you put the extension cord back. Okay?

- We've been on the road ten days. - Where do I plug in?

No place to plug in if there's no power source. What am I supposed to do?

You can plug in any time. You don't have to keep your energy cold.

To avoid listeria and to avoid salmonella, 'cause you're not a human being.

- Stop! - You're artificial intelligence.

- No, you're artificial unintelligence-- - ♪ Take me to the river ♪

♪ And wash me down… ♪

Hey you! Blondie, I see you.

It's okay. We gotta run.

- Come outta there. - I got 'em, Keats.

Which one of you touched my bass?

Move!

Oh, it's goin' down on the fish aisle.

Hands up where I can see 'em. Turn around.

-You're a kid. -You're a genius.

Yeah, I am.

This a bot? Is that a Cosmo bot?

-How'd you get down here? -Back of your truck.

-Hey, Lemonhead, you lookin' for trouble? -Back off.

Kid Cosmo's your pal!

What the hell are you doing in my truck? What do you want?

-There's trouble on the moon. -We need to get to the EX.

-Who said anything about going to the EX? -You did. And he did.

Yeah, we were pretty clear about that.

You were. But it's fine because I don't care.

- I know what you do and what you sell. - Sell?

My foster dad bought tons of shit from you.

I don't care. It's none of my business. You can stay here with your bot.

-I'll go with my bot. -No, you're not.

The EX. Kid, it's not some spring-break hotspot.

Only thing you're gonna do in there is die.

So why don't you get back in the elevator and forget you ever saw this place.

Now.

Oh boy.

What the hell is goin' on? Do you have friends?

Would I be here if I did?

Hey, they followed us. Maybe someone followed them.

Great. All right.

We run Omaha-3, low voltage.

-Take the bot with you. -It's not a bot. It's my brother.

Whatever, kid.

You want it to live? You're gonna have to trust me.

- Uh, this is a red alert! - It's okay.

- Jessie, this is a red alert! - Come on. We're about to run Omaha. C'mon.

Wait. All right. Take my hand. You're my kid sister.

That's our backstory. Your name is, uh, Veronica.

Beronica with a B?

Have you ever met anyone named Beronica with a B?

-Actually, I have. -Okay. No, it's V… it's V.

-Okay, Veronica. -Like Veronica.

-Last name? -Know what? Your character is a mute.

So stand behind me and shut up.

Attention, suspects.

This facility is now under the jurisdiction

of the Robot Deactivation Task Force.

Who the hell is that?

RDTF.

Consider yourselves detained.

Trouble.

Now, do me a kindness.

Raise those hands.

I'd love to avoid any unwarranted violence.

Well, I… I would as well.

And so would my mute sister here, uh, Veronica.

We can assure you there are receipts for each of these unique items.

-Happy to drum those up for you. -Michelle Leona Greene.

You're under arrest for malicious assault, grand theft auto, truancy,

and abetting an enemy of the state.

Holy crap.

-I want a lawyer. -What…

You can speak?!

Oh, you're gonna get a lawyer. Where's the bot?

What? Bot?

That's crazy.

There are bots?

Why are you talking?

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Pardon me for trying to assist law enforcement.

You know, I really gotta say, as a taxpaying citizen

who loves flags and line dancing,

all of it, big American here,

I'm stunned that you would think I'm harboring robots.

In fact, I… I would go so far as to say

I'm shocked.

I've got you now.

You wanna help yourself, Miss Greene?

Give up the bot.

You keep playing this out,

come sentencing time, you'll be old enough for grown-up prison.

♪ Take me to the river ♪

You destroyed a 25,000-dollar pistol.

- I'll give it to ya for 15. - Stop!

Don't hurt him.

Step away from the bot.

What are you gonna do?

Miss, I have a job, and you can't stop it.

Now, do yourself a favor and step away from the bot.

He needs to get back to the EX.

You are in violation of the treaty.

- He's marked for deactivation. - You're heartless.

You can't be heartless to things with no heart.

- We gotta move, Lemonhead. Chief! - Come on.

Okay, looks like we're goin' to the EX.

- We are? - Get in! Get in! Let's go!

Okay.

- Keats, you better not be dead! - Here we go!

- Hang on. - This is a treaty violation.

This is treason!

Okay.

-I told you to color code. -I know which one it is!

- Why do you have so many keys? - Come on! Come on!

-I'm a very important man. -You're gonna be very important in jail.

Shall we just run at this point?

Ha ha!

Everybody hang on. Here we go.

Ow!

SOS. This is Kid Cosmo sending out a distress signal.

SOS!

I got a spot for you right over my fireplace.

Not in my house!

Get some!

Nobody's getting deactivated today!

You, I'll kill you just for fun.

Get off!

Ugh! Damn it.

Come on. Come on!

This…

You see that wall?

If you follow it for about ten years…

you'll end up right back here!

No way out. We live here now.

Congratulations, kid.

Oh crap. That's all we need.

You can be brave in the face of danger!

All right. Come on.

Oh, yay!

What the hell are those?

Scavenger bots.

They survive by hot-rodding themselves with parts of other robots.

Robots they've killed.

- Human. Human. - Shit.

- Human! Human! - Hey.

- Keats, shut him up! - Human! Human! Human! Huma--

What do they do with people?

I've never stuck around long enough to find out.

You gave me a whole new chance, haven't you?

Now that you've buried my life under a mountain.

Hey. My brother needed me. I'm not sorry we're here.

You realize your brother is a Lemonhead robot, right?

He's not a robot. He's a person.

Chris is operating Cosmo. Although Chris doesn't know where he is.

The only person who does is the doctor who gave him to Sentre.

Oh yeah! And where's this doctor supposed to be?

Tabletop Mountain.

Oh, um, what is that? Herm, 300 miles south?

-Hope you got good walking shoes, kid. -You got a better idea?

I'll find one.

Love the confidence. I don't share it, but I totally love it for you.

- Does that van work? - Depends. You got a motor on ya?

It's time to bulk up, Herm.

Hey, you know gettin' bulky is my thing.

Oh! Of course! Hundred percent charged.

Good to know someone's eaten today.

Here I come to save the day! Oh yeah, Hermdog!

What the hell is that?

The HRM component system. I've got a body size for every job.

What do you think, Keats, we head north? We never checked the wall around Moab.

Oh, sure. Why not?

As far as beautiful places to starve to death, Moab's fine!

Or you could just whine yourself to death.

You know, I want you to think about this moment

when you're begging me for drinking water in 24 hours.

If Chris and I are right and if that doctor did have a way in here,

-he probably has a way out. -Unlikely.

Which is more than you have, so I've got a plan.

And you've got a ride.

So let's make a deal.

Well, if you think for one second

that Herm's gonna put you two and me in that van

and carry us on his shoulder,

you're outta your mind.

- Where are your parents anyway? - None of your business.

Eh, got it.

Dead.

Just as well, I suppose.

Are you trying to be a dick, or it just… just comes naturally to you?

That's naturally him.

It… Obviously, it's sad… when parents cross over,

but this way, you still get to think nice things about them.

-They never had a chance to let you down. -They wouldn't let us down.

- Kid, kid, kid, and alleged kid. - Happy birthday!

- Everybody lets you down. - Merry Christmas!

Stick around long enough, I'll let you down.

Well, lucky for you, we won't be sticking around.

Yeah! That's the attitude, huh?

What do they say? Make money…

…and keep runnin', baby.

Live by that motto, kid.

That's what I do.

-How'd you two meet? -We actually met in the war.

- Weren't you supposed to kill each other? - We tried.

Bots had my whole platoon surrounded, broke my leg in two.

The tin men circled up to finish off the job.

I look up, I see this big dumb construction bot peering down at me.

I close my eyes, get ready to die,

and instead, he just lifts me up, carries me out.

- You were cryin' like a baby. - Ha ha ha! Yeah, right. Not like a baby.

You know they don't really know human emotion.

It was a war cry. Like, "Yeah! W… Wolverines!"

Please. You were sucking your thumb and begging me to save your ass.

He's… he's correct.

A few days later,

well, Sentre drones found us, and I tried to tell 'em,

"Hey, this guy saved my life. Herm's a good guy. Don't shoot."

They opened fire anyway.

Tried to kill us both, so we ran.

We been runnin' ever since, huh?

Most people would think it was weird, right?

A robot and a guy gettin' along. Hangin' out.

At least you have each other.

So what are you gonna do if you find your brother?

I mean, you know, the rest of him.

What do you do then?

Whatever we want.

What you makin', Mama?

It's Sunday. What do I always make on Sunday?

Stuffed peppers.

What my boy wants, my boy gets.

As long as it's less than a nickel and on the day-old shelf.

You, hush.

But, not for nothing, a cannoli.

-Day old? -Two.

Mrs. Vella gave it on the house.

It's good to see you like this, Mama.

-Up and around, and… -Why wouldn't I be?

No reason.

My angioletto.

Such a funny boy.

Such a funny boy.

Such a funny boy.

Son of a bitch!

The data-transfer rate is dropping like a rock.

Explain.

-Well… he told me it could wait, so-- -Uh, until I had all the facts.

The fact is that the service we provide for the world

is going from utterly flawless

to complete dog shit!

Why?

-Christopher's gone. -Louder.

Christopher… is… gone.

That's physically impossible.

But cerebrally, n… neurologically, he… he's not there.

Are you telling me that my breakthrough broke out?

There was a, uh, tiny unsecured node in his data matrix.

Barely noticeable really.

And… over time, it allowed his consciousness to, um…

uh, well, drip past our firewalls.

It appears that it was constructed that way d… deliberately.

-It was Amherst. -Well, it wasn't us, sir.

No. Theoretically, if the Neurocaster data speed keeps dropping…

A… and there's no reason to think it won't.

Sentre is screwed eight ways to Sunday.

- More like Saturday. - This Saturday?

-My company collapses on Saturday? -Friday, more likely.

- Shut up. - It could be Saturday.

You've got mail!

I… I've… I've… I've always found the natural world very soothing.

You know me?

Who doesn't know the Butcher of Schenectady?

The baddest ass on the Task Force.

I saw your puff piece on 60 Minutes when you retired.

I didn't retire.

I just ran out of bots to hunt.

I understand that you're hunting for a juvenile delinquent

and her… mechanical companion.

Task Force calls, I answer.

Hmm. Well, seems that you and I share a common goal, then.

The girl's machine… belongs to Sentre.

-I want it back. -The bot's wanted for assault.

-And that's an automatic termination. -Yeah, but you could delay that.

Once Sentre has what it needs,

you can do whatever you want to whatever is left.

It's a nice spot.

-Thank you. Made it myself. -I know.

I saw your puff piece on 20/20.

Then, you know

the incredible resources that I have.

Suppose I could get your drone back online.

Why not go get him yourself? Sentre's got the toys.

Peace accords.

Not allowed to go into the EX

unless there's evidence that the treaty has been broken.

So are you asking me to get the bot?

Or to get you evidence?

Let's just see where the day takes us… shall we?

Hey, meat puppets. Look ahead of you.

Wow! Tabletop Mountain, huh?

That right there is a natural wonder.

If you were this doctor, where would you be?

There's a Martian base just past the asteroid field.

Is that a mall?

Seems to be in pretty good shape. Guess the Scavs haven't found it yet.

There's supplies, shelter, defensible perimeter.

Not the worst place in the world to hide.

- Think the food court's still open? - Here we go.

We found an old Panda Express in the EX.

All the food was still good.

We got fortune cookies, General Tso's chicken, orange chicken,

chicken fried rice, pork fried dumplings.

All that stuff, it just doesn't go bad.

- Uh-oh. - Look out!

That son of a bitch threw a fridge at us!

-Herm, get us outta here! -I'm tryin'!

Incoming!

Ow! Oh, he got me in the hammy! Oh no!

Hold on! Oh no, we're goin' down! No, no!

Ow!

Who throws refriger-- Son of a…

Huh?

Ah, shit.

Ladies and gentlemen…

…you're captured.

- You ever seen these guys before? - Dude, we don't all know each other.

Hey, I better not see one ding on that thing.

Too late.

I must ask you to halt.

-Right there. -Watch where you're stickin' that thing.

Prepare yourselves to witness the wonderment,

to behold the beguiling,

to perceive the prodigious prestidigitations of Perplexo.

Spirits of the netherworld, hear me!

I command this gate to rise!

We rehearsed this a thousand times. Come on!

All right, now, newly awakened spirits of the underworld!

- Unbelievable. - I command this gate to rise!

Are you not amazed?

-Where are you taking us? -All questions will be answered within.

Here's the plan. I'm gonna fake a seizure.

You get to the roof.

-I'm not leaving until I find that doctor. -Hey, you want some juice?

- Don't talk to strangers! - Come on.

Well, here if you need me.

Oh me, oh my! Taco, humans.

Oh my God.

This is crazy.

Ah, jeez, people. Where the heck did they come from?

- They're prisoners. - It's a Kid Cosmo bot.

They're not human!

Hey. Hey.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to bring a very special guest

onto our stage tonight.

A personage so august,

a leader so towering,

he goes only by the awe-inspiring title of

Mr. Peanut!

No way.

Cut the guff, P.

You know I don't care for all that hyperbole.

Afternoon. I'd… I'd tip my hat, but, uh, well, it's bolted on.

We took you down because we thought you were Scavs.

-Excuse me? -See, they come round every now and again.

Just lookin' to rip us limb from limb.

Y'all don't really look like limb-rippers,

but, you know, looks can be deceivin'.

We need to talk to you, sir.

Yeah, humans always want somethin' from us.

Kinda like stink on a skunk.

We're looking for a doctor.

With… glasses.

Mmm, well, walk with me, will ya?

Stupid question, I know, but… what exactly is this place?

Well, uh, we haven't put up the sign yet, but try this on for size.

"Blue Sky Acres, an oasis of safety in an uncaring desert."

Pretty catchy.

You're lookin' at the cradle of a new mechanized civilization.

-Hey, Mr. Peanut. -How do, Blitz?

Ralphie, slow down!

At Blue Sky Acres, robots can evolve past the job descriptions humans stuck on them.

-They can pick up a new trade. -Hair!

-Maybe even find their true selves. -Hair!

Uh-uh. Like, whoa.

Mrs. Scissors, we don't do that anymore.

- Hair. - Leave the man alone, please.

Oh!

Sir. Mr… Peanut. We need your help.

I'm sure you do, but the actual fact is

your presence here provides legal justification

for Sentre to wipe out everything these robots have built.

Best I can do is escort you ten miles into the desert

and leave you on your lonesome.

I mean, after chow, of course.

Free as a bird! Now, I hope you brought your appetite.

I did. I never got my burrito.

Hey, read the room. It's a burger joint.

All right, well… I'll have a cheeseburger.

Oh, sorry. We're outta cheese.

That… that's fine. Burger and fries.

Well, more bad news. We're outta that too.

What do you have?

I'mma break it down to you for real.

Ain't nobody ate up in here in a long time.

If it was good, it's bad now.

We got spaghetti. We got canned beans on a Twinkie.

What kind of beans?

So your brother has no idea where his actual human body is?

All he knows is Sentre.

Hmm! Why in the hell would Sentre steal a little boy?

I know. It's nuts.

-No offense. -Get it all the time.

Chris said the doctor that took him would be here at Tabletop.

Okay.

Might as well tell you the truth.

There was a doctor here.

- Here we go! - What did you say?

Dr. Clark Amherst, PhD in Human-Machine Interaction.

Well, where is he now?

Obviously, I gave him the boot.

At least he's consistent.

You don't know any other way outta here, and the one person who did,

you sent him off in the wilderness to die?

Damn right I did.

I signed that peace treaty because it recognized robots as a people.

I don't guess you'd know what it's like

to have your very right to exist depend on a piece of paper.

All this, it's fragile, man,

and there was no way I was gonna let that doctor threaten it

any more than I'll let you.

Dr. Amherst is a kidnapper.

This is the little boy he took. You gonna treat those two people the same?

But all humans are the same. Selfish and lazy.

Once you figure that out, little girl, you'll live a much simpler life.

Come on.

Young lady?

I would not advise you to go out there at night.

I really don't care about what you would advise.

Think you're building something special here?

You're just like everyone out there.

Thanks for the ride.

Bon appétit.

Keats.

- What? - Really?

-I gotta eat. -This is lame, man. Even for you.

-Where you goin'? -There are cars in the parking lot.

I'll get one and drive until I find the doctor.

Come on, it's 100,000 square miles out there.

-Chances of finding them are pretty slim. -Chances of finding him in here are zero.

The chances of not dyin' in here are pretty high.

You can't go out in the EX after dark.

I mean, listen, you're just gonna have to trust me.

Hey. For real. Your sister's no good to you dead.

Look at that face.

How can you deny that weird robot-head face?

Hang out!

Go to Orange Julius.

It's a mall. Steal some shit.

Leave in the mornin'.

Fine.

We'll get killed in the morning.

-Ah, hair! -Touch my hair, and I'll kill you.

- Ah, hair. - He could use a haircut.

That should just about do it, Beemo.

- Hot dog, Cosmo. With these upgrades… - Hi, stranger!

-Merry Christmas! -Where've you been?

- There's trouble on the moon! - Lisa Stewart had a party.

-Mom said you were at the library. -I'm pretty sure that's what I told her.

You have any fun "reading"?

Better than here.

Ever since you left,

if Mom and Dad aren't yelling at each other, they're yelling at me.

-Good thing I'm moving home, then. -Shut up. I'll be fine.

That's super debatable, but I wouldn't be doing it for you.

-What, you graduate early or something? -Not exactly.

My professor shows me off like I'm some sort of prized monkey,

but he never listens to my ideas, then I get back to my dorm,

and my roommate calls me Doogie Howser and pees in my garbage can.

I'm moving home.

You do that, and I'll pee in your garbage can.

Remember when I said you were gonna change the world?

I do.

-Have you done that yet? -Not exactly.

Then, I suggest you get your ass back to college.

After Christmas.

Cosmo modules, unite!

Bet if Cosmo went to college, Jessie would visit him all the time.

How dare you?

Jessie has a jetpack.

-Okay, I'll build you a jetpack. -Fine.

Deal. I'd love a jetpack.

-Thanks for coming, Cosmo. -I missed you, dude.

Always remember, Kid Cosmo's your pal.

I missed you too.

I better hurry. There's trouble on the moon!

That's no way to treat a friend.

Hey, Webby, no snacking between meals!

You can if you believe you can!

Next time, try a sandwich!

Thanks for coming, Cosmo.

Always remember, Kid Cosmo's your pal.

Uh, hi. Hello?

-Ding-dong! -Did you hear that?

Oh, hi!

Huh?!

I'm not even supposed to be here. Um, we should be really quiet.

I'm looking for a "Christopher Greene"?

Double asteroid!

I've got some mail for you.

Oh God, Herm, I got the Twinkie sweats.

Just before Mr. Peanut sent him away, Dr. Amherst gave me that letter,

and he said to deliver it to Christopher if he ever showed up.

Oh, and that there… there's no signature required.

"Christopher, if you find this, find me."

"2201 Pinnacle Peak Road."

"I will wait. Clark."

I guess I already broke the rules by taking it from him.

I don't know where I'm at with this. Guess there's no use crying over--

-How can I get to this place? -Well, I know where it is. It's not that.

It's that if I help you, I'm gonna get in even more trouble

than I'd already probably get in, and it makes me feel really bad to say it,

but I… I can't tell you.

But I do know. I do know. It's not that I don't know.

Look, if that's the doctor… that might be able to get us the hell outta here,

then could be your terrible idea is… slightly less terrible.

We can get you there.

Keats, that's Scav territory. You know we're gonna need muscle.

Muscles are antiquated and unreliable.

Oh, he heard us. We were too loud. I was too loud! It was me. I was loud.

A pneumatic piston, on the other hand, that's a quality component.

And a baseball bat, well, that'll get 'er done.

-Meaning what? -The treaty doesn't allow you to stay.

That doesn't mean I can't help you leave.

I thought we were the enemy.

Could be the human factory made some good models after all.

Thank you.

Well, I was talkin' to her.

Now, if we're headin' into Scav country, there's a fella you're gonna wanna meet.

Would you like to hear a funny story about Scavs?

Oh yeah! I love to laugh.

I once saw a Scav hunting party

attack and dismember ten of my closest friends

in front of my eyes!

How is that funny?

Nothing left…

…but oil stains.

Oh… Uh…

Oil stains and screws!

A Scav is a walkin', talkin' chop shop

who wants to eat you whole and poop you out… raw.

I've beaten dozens of Scavs to a pulp with this very bat.

Even then, they kept comin'.

That's the funny thing about Scavs…

…they'll not stop until you're dead. All right, then!

Tighten your guts and loosen your nuts.

We've got Scavs… …to kill.

- Oh. Pop? - Oh boy.

Is he gonna fall asleep in the middle of combat?

I… feel as though that might be a liability.

Oh! Huh-hoh!

That was a brushback.

Fly, Cyril, fly!

Ooh!

Oh, are we sure this is it?

There are 160 million addresses in the continental US,

and every single one is hard-burned into my circuits.

If Dr. Amherst said he was at 2201 Pinnacle Peak,

then this is where he is!

If you were a package, this is exactly where I'd drop ya.

Lay ya down right here!

Then I would run away.

I don't like it.

This place is a Scav buffet.

- I wouldn't… - Where you goin'?

-…climb on anything, I… -Hey.

- I guess I wouldn't, but… - Hey.

Someone's here.

Could be him.

What's the call, Pops?

Leg it out!

Scav!

Uh-oh!

- No! - Hang onto your mail.

Thank you so much. I appreciate the teamwork.

Stay calm. Right, stay calm.

Scavs are still machines.

They're rational.

-Open those damn doors! -These aren't real doors.

Well, I don't think we're gonna make it.

Okay.

Out of here!

Quick, everybody, get behind Penny!

That feels personal.

Oh no!

No!

♪ Sweet sensation ♪

♪ It's such a good vibration… ♪

I am not dying to Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch!

I actually like this song.

- Whoa. - Whoa!

Welcome, subjects, to Dr. Frankenstein's laboratory.

I hope you enjoyed your ride.

Kindly step all the way inside and make room for everyone.

Too late to turn back now.

It worked.

Remember me, Doctor?

Where is my brother?

-I can't. -I think you can.

Ow!

Answer her question, doc.

-Seattle. Sentre's island campus. -Why did you take him?

People were dying.

We were losing the war.

Until we found him.

After your accident,

a Sentre imaging machine alerted us to Christopher.

He was special, okay?

He was exactly what we needed. Christopher was like…

He was like a gift from God.

You held my hand,

and you lied to me.

Please. You need to understand.

Don't tell me what I need.

Don't tell me about the damn war and gifts from God.

Just tell me what you did with my brother.

PC.

Will you join us, please?

- Herm, Herm, Herm! - Oh my God.

Whoa, whoa. Hey, pal, you been creepin' on us the whole time?

If by "creeping," you mean responsibly avoiding the threat

of monitor burn-in, then yes!

Why the heck does this bot speak with your voice?

Dr. Amherst rescued me from the Scavengers.

My voice module had been torn out.

I recorded PC a vocabulary of over 100,000 words.

He's my hard drive and friend.

He knows what I know.

Show them 17-9.

Yes, Doctor.

Blueprint Trial Nine. Test Subject Alpha.

Christopher was comatose. We thought it was permanent.

We looked at it like… organ donation.

Damn, it's like human Scavs.

We needed an impossible amount of computing power to run the network.

Your brother's mind was the breakthrough Skate needed

to link the Neurocasters and the drones.

Congratulations, doc. I think you just won us the war.

You're disgusting.

If we didn't do what we did, Christopher would've died in the hospital.

We saved his life.

-That's not your choice. -So you would've pulled the plug?

If I had to.

Then you would've been as wrong as I was.

23-6.

Thirteen months later…

Oh my God.

Oh, I can't look.

Shut it down.

I told Skate we had to disconnect him.

Skate threatened to kill me.

There was no way I could get Chris out of Sentre.

So, before I ran,

I established a tiny connection between Chris and the outside network.

His mind could escape

even if his body couldn't.

You told him to head to Blue Sky.

I heard about what you were building, so I implanted the location in his mind.

Why?

I wanted him to find a family.

- He already had a family! - Hey.

Relax.

Everybody, relax.

- Oh! - Hurts more when they're relaxed.

That was unexpected.

I saw it comin'.

-We're gonna go get Chris. -You can't do that.

Yes, I can.

-And you're gonna help. -It's not possible.

You got into the EX, which means you can get us out.

- You have no idea the s-- - Guys?

Not this asshole again.

-Who is that? -The Butcher of Schenectady.

Oh! Oh.

We have to act quickly.

This one of yours, Skate?

Not anymore.

Well, if it isn't the king of misfit toys.

No kings here.

Our people are free.

Your people ain't people.

I'm gonna crack that shell.

Who's got the keys to the peanut?

The peanut has the keys to his peanut.

Hold… hold up. Hold on, quiet.

- What? - You hear that?

I don't hear anything.

There it is.

Hide your brother. Now.

Come on.

-Get ready. -Get ready for… for what now?

Drop your weapons. Hand over the bot.

I don't really take orders anymore.

Failure to comply-- Jesus!

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!

-Oh, he did not comply. -Let's play ball!

Ha ha!

- Sir, they're attacking. - Then, attack back!

Find the target. Find it!

Everyone else is collateral.

Come out now, or you'll be deactivated.

All right, you asked for it!

- Great work, Jessie! - Come on.

- You did it! - C'mon, let's go.

- Uh-oh! - End of the line.

Hey.

Come on. I know a way out.

Yeah.

What in the hell does the US Postal Service need that for?

It's for Dobermans.

Dobermans?!

Ah, ah, ah. No.

You broke the treaty, Mr. Peanut.

That means consequences.

A lesson your tin friends at the mall should be learning right about now.

You go back and tell the ones who are left this is your fault.

Oh no. Hide.

Come on.

All right, Miss Greene. No need for anyone to get hurt.

Let's call it a night.

You really want me to keep doin' this?

You take Christopher and run. Got it?

Last chance.

Leave them alone!

You really think you're gonna win a gunfight against me, Doctor?

No.

Good. Now put it on the ground.

You're not allowed to kill living things, are you?

That's right. I put metal down.

If you want 'em…

you'll have to kill me.

Goddamn it, Skate.

I had him handled.

Dr. Amherst was in violation of the treaty.

Now, get me the bot.

Hold it right there.

No!

No!

Go home, Miss Greene.

Go home.

Where they goin'?

Oh no. Oh no, no, no.

Hair?

I'm so sorry, my friend.

Welcome back, Christopher.

I'm not gonna lie.

You had me worried there for a little while.

It's okay. I'm not mad.

I understand. Scary stuff, the future.

Especially when it's all in your hands.

Don't worry.

You're not alone.

That was very touching, Mr. Skate.

Just one thing.

You're a murderer.

Debatable.

And you lied to me.

That's not a bot.

His name is Christopher Greene.

You had me hunt a boy.

Look, Colonel Bradbury, or Butcher… if I may.

How shall I put this?

Who cares?

Who cares?

That war that you won,

your impeccable kill record, that wasn't you.

That was me and this boy.

You're just a witness to history.

This is history?

What? You'd prefer evolution?

Our world is a tire fire floating on an ocean of piss.

Always has been.

Christopher gives humanity the chance to leave all that suffering behind.

In my experience, suffering and life kinda go hand in hand.

Mine too.

My mother was a three-bottle-a-day drunk.

When she tied one on, she was mean.

When she was sober, she was worse.

But in here, she's all soft hugs and… stuffed peppers.

And peace.

I wanna bring that peace to every single person on Earth.

Give or take a few.

It requires sacrifice to move a species forward.

How did it go before?

Oh, right. Father.

Son.

Holy Ghost.

There's a chance that you might not be right in the head.

Again, who cares?

Okay.

Let's get Christopher back where he belongs.

And maybe just lock the door this time?

If you really want that thing, you could probably just break the glass.

I'm not sure anybody'd notice.

You got a job interview?

Oh. Yeah.

Freakin' robot guilt-tripped me into…

I hate it.

He was all I had.

And I lost him twice.

So go for three.

Your brother's not the only special one from your family, kid.

Look, I quit fightin' because the war was wrong,

but I, you know, I gave up on everything.

Really I quit… life because the world sucked.

And it still does.

But there are some good people in it.

And some of 'em wouldn't know how to quit even if you paid 'em.

So you wanna go get your brother back? I'll go with ya.

You got me. You got Herm.

Pretty sure we're not the only ones.

When did you stop being an asshole?

No, I didn't. I just got a haircut.

Excuse me, PC.

Dr. Amherst said you were his hard drive, right?

Yes. I knew everything he knew.

You wouldn't happen to have the security codes to get us outta the EX?

Yes. I do.

What about the building that they're holding Christopher in?

-Could you get me in there? -Of course I can.

-I'm going to Seattle. -We're going to Seattle.

Herm, remember the big rigs broken down on the interstate?

-Think you could hot-wire 'em? -Hell yeah.

And I could stuff 'em with an HRM 60.

That 60'd be good in a fight.

I'm sorry, but you cannot free Christopher.

Why not?

If you disconnect him from the mainframe, all of Sentre will collapse.

What do you mean Sentre would collapse?

Sentre's network runs through your brother's brain.

Without it, none of the drones will work.

His removal would cause a complete system failure.

Holy shit.

If we all went to Sentre together…

we could shut them down permanently.

Oh, I like the way she thinks.

Jumpin' Joe Morgan!

- It's a damn double play. - Hey.

What are you asking us to do here?

Fight some more?

Fighting wasn't the dream.

Peace was.

I think Sentre changed that when they burnt this place to the ground.

Separating yourself from the world doesn't work.

Trust me, I know.

We have a chance… to tear their whole sick system down together.

Bots… and humans

fighting against the real enemy.

They beat us before.

Because they had Chris.

Get me to him… and they won't.

Seattle is 1,230 miles away,

which is not that far to go for freedom.

"Take me out to the ball game. Take me out to the crowd."

"Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack."

"I don't care if I never get back!"

We might never get back.

It's time, Peanut.

Metal and meat, together.

You guys are relentless.

Hell, I guess I'd better go get my hat.

Taco, hit it.

Network capacity is 100%.

And… we're back.

Suck on this!

♪ Breaking the law, breaking the law ♪

♪ Breaking the law, breaking the law… ♪

Security, we've a situation in the executive parking lot.

-You think they noticed? -I don't know. Do the red one.

Oh, these Porsches can really go, baby!

-Ah, shanked it. -It stuck? It frickin' stuck?!

Mr. Skate, we appear to be under some kind of attack.

That's very impressive.

You've made a friend.

That's a 60-foot HRM heavy construction bot.

Nothin' friendly about it.

Full security response. I want this put down now.

Emergency. All drones report to the north entrance.

Emergency. All drones report to the north entrance.

Showtime, kid.

All right. Let's go. Come on.

Let's boogie, guys.

- Hup! They're followin' us! - Yeah, they are!

- Was this your stupid idea or mine? - If it works, it was my idea.

Come on!

Herm, look out!

Argh!

Jump!

Herm!

Herm!

Hey, I lost a big body, but I'm still bigger than you.

Shut up and keep runnin'.

They are gone.

You look bigger from the outside.

Blow it, Herm! Second shift!

Heads up, meat boys!

I got you, my dude! Hold on!

Bots, show 'em your metal!

Let's go!

Bots forever!

Eighty-six!

You're out!

Bullseye!

Charge!

Ha ha!

He… could… go… all… the… way!

Tallyho!

- Keep going. I'll be in Wep-Dev. - Yes, sir.

- What are you gonna do? - What I always do.

Win.

The building is on full security lockdown.

Repeat, the building is on full security lockdown.

You think you could take 'em?

No.

Must kill humans!

Death to humans!

You all must die!

Argh!

Waargh!

We are locked in.

Is he alive?

Yes.

Can I talk to him?

No.

The only way to reach your brother is from inside.

Inside what?

His mind.

Order up!

Savages.

Oh, it's on now.

Herm, we might actually win this thing!

Aha. Oh--

Guys, uh, they made a… a big one.

No, like, a really big one.

I'm afraid you're on private property.

Well, as an employee of the United States Postal Service,

I have access to this property.

Play, Taco. Now! Play!

Whoa. No!

No!

Stop!

No, Skate!

Ow!

You can't beat them.

No reason not to try.

Even after what they did to you at the mall?

All those bots down, you're still fightin'?

How come?

Freedom's worth any cost.

Even dyin'?

We'd have to be alive to die.

Yeah.

Yeah, you would, wouldn't ya?

Skate's on Level 4.

Weapons Development.

Why are you tellin' me this?

Because…

I finally met someone less human than a robot.

Michelle?

How did you get here?

I… I thought we lost.

-Come on. Let's get you out. -Wait.

Not yet.

Chris, I'm kind of in the middle of committing, like, 20 crimes right now.

I've been thinking about it ever since Skate hooked me back up.

It's all my fault.

He kidnapped you. None of this is your fault.

Out there with you, I saw the world,

and I saw every evil thing Sentre is doing to people.

-And it's all happening because of me. -Well, we'll stop them.

Well, we'll take them down. If we get you out.

There's no out.

When they took me back to the lab, I saw the real me for the first time,

and you must have too.

Be honest.

How do I look?

My physical connection to Sentre, it's… it's symbiotic.

Without me… they die.

And without them…

Yeah.

So what do you expect me to do? Just… just leave you here?

No.

Sentre can keep me alive like this for a hundred years.

I think…

I think I need to die.

And I think you have to be the one to do it.

You want some?

You bastard!

Get him, Herm! Here.

Hey, get me in position! In position, Herm, get me in position!

Gah!

- Argh! - Ow!

Ugh!

Mr. Skate, the central lab has been breached,

and there are intruders in the building.

- Take him out. - Affirmative, sir.

Keats, get up!

Aaaargh!

Howdy do, Ethan.

Look, I don't know, um,

what you think you're trying to achieve here, Mr… Nut.

I'm here to renegotiate the treaty.

Come on! Come out here and fight me like a man!

You want some of me, come and get me!

-Okay, Herm. All right. Herm! -Don't send a drone to do a man's…

- Think you got 'im. - …job!

Thing is, he might've got me too.

You got a big hole in your guts here, buddy.

-I'm gonna power save for a… a little bit. -Oh no. Hang on.

Ow! Ow!

How the hell are you still alive?

How am I still alive? I'm alive because of you, you bastard.

You're damn right.

Michelle?

I'm so sorry to interrupt,

but our friends are in a lot of trouble out there.

-I'm working on it. -Uh, we may be running out of time.

He's right.

-I'm not pulling your plug. -You said you would if you had to.

I don't have to. We'll find another robot. You can use that.

They locked me in tight this time.

-There's no choice here. -There's always a choice.

Everybody told me to move on, but I couldn't.

You were all I had.

I held onto you.

And it worked.

I got you back.

That's why this is okay.

No.

None of this is okay.

I haven't felt anything in three years.

But out there with you, I felt everything, and it was awesome.

And you gave me that.

If that's all I get,

it… it's enough.

Michelle, we are running out of time.

Oh, I can't. I can't.

I don't wanna lose you all over again.

You can't lose me.

Michelle, can you hear me?

Please answer me.

But you can lose them.

You. You're the one who's gonna change the world.

You know, I never got to say goodbye to you.

You never have to.

I love you.

I love you too.

Oh no, no, no!

No!

Seems like the day is ours.

We won!

Yeah!

We won!

No!

- Hey, Penny! - We did it.

Woo-hoo!

We won, Pops.

Funny thing about winning.

Someone always loses.

She did it, Herm.

Can you believe it? We won.

What am I supposed to do without ya, huh?

What am I gonna do without my best friend?

I love you, Herm.

I love you.

I mean, really.

Maybe more than a friend.

You make me smile. You used to make me smile.

Now what am I supposed to do? Just go back to being a… what?

Get the band back together? Those guys are all married.

I ain't got no friends now, Herm.

Hey, beefcake. You miss me?

What… What is this?!

Oh, it's the eight-inch model for detail work.

Detail? I… You… I never… I've never seen this!

I've never seen your eight-inch model, and I imagine I'm being generous.

Wait…

You said you were dyin'.

No, I said I had to sleep to save power for the transfer.

Not my fault you got all emotional and told your truth.

Emotional?!

By the way, I didn't catch everything you were sayin' out here.

Uh, would you mind repeatin' some of it?

I… I said we won.

I said we won! What… Look around, we won. She did it.

That's not what I heard. I heard, "I love you."

-I heard, "More than a friend." -I don't think I said that.

Holy shit, did we win?

- Oh yeah. - Where's the girl?

Let's go see. Come on.

So what now?

Do I die?

No.

We live.

The entire city is shut down.

The entire state, the country is at a standstill.

Chaos reigns in New York City today

as all Sentre drones have gone offline.

Flights are grounded across the globe. Traffic control is…

Radio silence from Sentre as millions of panicked users

wait for any word, any sign, of how to get back online.

Explosive accusations today as a videotape was released

purporting to show Sentre's experimentation on a human child.

Congress is readying subpoenas for Sentre executives…

Ethan Skate was arrested in Miami trying to board a plane to Ecuador.

Protestors are calling for the end of the Robot Exclusion Zone…

Ethan Skate is a sicko!

Lock him up, throw away the key, sell your stock!

I don't wanna waste another word on this guy.

But you know who I wanna talk about?

The girl who trucked a ton of bots to Seattle to kick Skate's butt.

Absolutely right. We should find that kid…

Who is she? Somebody please tell me who this kid is.

Herm says he got the camera up and runnin'.

Okay.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

-Gotta connect those particles. -Mm.

Mm-hmm. I don't know what that means.

Give 'em hell, kid. You got this.

Okay, we're rolling!

And you talk now.

Hi.

My name is Michelle Greene.

I know some of you

are a little freaked out about me and my friends

and what we did.

The world's different now.

I just wanted to tell you why.

The things Sentre did, they weren't just bad for robots.

They were bad for all of us.

I know the war happened.

And things fell apart, and life really sucked.

And maybe for a little while, the Neurocasters helped you forget that.

We got so used to it that we thought that that's what real life was.

But it's not.

Real life… it's contact.

It's you and me.

We're flesh and bone, yeah, but we're also electricity.

And when we hug and laugh and hold hands and argue,

my particles stay with you, and yours stay with me.

And maybe we stay together forever.

But that can't happen if you close yourself off.

It can only happen out here in the real world.

Look around.

There's someone near you right now.

They're real and alive.

And they need you as much as you need them.

And if there isn't,

if you don't have anyone… then come find us.

Because we're starting over.

We're going to do it right this time.

Together.

Okay. I'm done.

I'm done. How'd I do?

Pretty good… for a meat puppet.

♪ Her name is Yoshimi ♪

♪ She's a black belt in karate ♪

♪ Workin' for the city ♪

♪ She has to discipline her body ♪

♪ 'Cause she knows that it's demandin' ♪

♪ To defeat those evil machines ♪

♪ I know she can beat them ♪

♪ Oh, Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those robots eat me ♪

♪ Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those Robots defeat me ♪

- ♪ Those evil-natured robots ♪ - ♪ I'll get you, Yoshimi ♪

♪ They're programmed to destroy us ♪

♪ She's gotta be strong to fight them ♪

♪ So she's takin' lots of vitamins ♪

-♪ 'Cause she knows that ♪ -♪ Yes, she knows that ♪

-♪ It'd be tragic ♪ -♪ It'd be tragic ♪

-♪ If those evil robots win ♪ -♪ Evil robots ♪

♪ I know she can beat them ♪

♪ Oh, Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those Robots defeat me ♪

♪ Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those Robots eat me, Yoshimi ♪

-♪ 'Cause she knows that ♪ -♪ Yes, she knows that ♪

-♪ It'd be tragic ♪ -♪ It'd be tragic ♪

-♪ If those evil robots win, yeah ♪ -♪ Evil robots ♪

♪ I know she can beat them ♪

♪ Oh, Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those Robots defeat me ♪

♪ Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those Robots defeat me ♪

♪ Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those robots eat me ♪

♪ Yoshimi, they don't believe me ♪

♪ But you won't let those Robots eat me, Yoshimi ♪