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In the latter half of the Twentieth Century,
rapid advancements in technology at last resulted
in the development of artificial substitutes for human beings.
A synthesis of mechatronics, artificial intelligence, and biotechnology,
they freed people from all kinds of menial labor.
People called these symbols of the era, "Boomers, assemblers of prosperity".
People all hold more love and dreams
than they can hold with both hands
and paint those dreams for tomorrow.
while entrusting the future to a new-falling star.
If you go step by step,
on your own two legs, without stopping
before everything your arms touch transforms into phantasms
you can approach those dreams.
Now begins the unending dream,
when you search for yourself, sleeping in the depths of your heart.
Now begins the unending journey.
Fix your sights on a faraway sky.
I'm glad you stopped by, Yuri. I hope you'll tell me what you think later.
My opinions don't matter, though, do they?
You're the one who did it, Haynes.
The whole world awaits the unveiling of Adama!
We both worked under Dr. Stingray, didn't we?
And I designed Adama from the research data he left behind, didn't l?
I was aiming to make a Boomer more like human beings than existing Boomers...
...one which would be a good friend of mankind, as the Doctor had hoped.
A second-generation Boomer, then...?
It's still a little early to be calling it that.
You could say that building Adama was not really serious work.
Even so, the new AI you developed is amazing.
It'll probably be integral in the creation...
...of a new human civilization centered around Boomers.
That was what the Doctor hoped for.
It's laughable, isn't it.
After the Doctor died in that accident...
...it was the opinion of the scientific world that I would be his successor.
But, because of your achievements, it was not to be.
Yuri, has that bothered you?
It's a pain that a single-minded researcher like you wouldn't understand.
Even unto the end, you shall follow the same road as Dr. Stingray.
Yuri!
Y...Yuri...what are you...?!
Give my regards to the Doctor.
Fire!
Why, hello, Adama. I'm sure we'll dream good dreams together.
Take it away!
This is the second-generation Boomer.
For three years now, the country has been covering part of its budget...
...and Zone Corporation has been advancing its development.
Incorporating a new type of Al, it is capable of mental processes and...
...actions that are even closer to human than previous models.
In other words, it's a whole new type of Boomer.
Just how close to human is it?
As an example, even if you were to talk to it over the phone...
...you wouldn't realize it was a Boomer.
That's the degree of conversational ability it possesses.
It's no stronger than a human being...
...and doesn't have as much combat ability as other Boomers.
However, it is almost certainly armed.
It massacred the entire laboratory staff before making its escape.
All of you, read this report carefully.
You can't identify the second-generation Boomer from outward appearances.
You'll have to use your heads!
...unless you WANT people to say...
...that AD Police Detectives are dumber than Boomers...!
I'll finish the research your father left behind, I swear. Wait and see, Sylia.
Dr. Haynes...
Welcome to Geo City.
Descending 300 meters into the ground, this giant underground city...
...establishes a new form for Tokyo.
Completed just this year, this Hyper-lntelligent Space...
...is but a single element of the Under-ground Development Plan.
Yes!
No way...I can't believe it!
Yes way. Only you lost, Linna.
Linna treats!
Cheers!
Do you have any idea what I had to go through to get a membership here?
Be that as it may, you lost, and you know it!
You must be making a bundle off that membership, anyway.
But do you suppose it's really okay to build a golf course underground?
Say what you like, but there's no more open space left above ground.
It's underground from now on, I tell you.
A second-generation Boomer?
Right. Apparently, it went berserk during testing.
This Dr. Haynes who was killed...he was an assistant to Sylia's father, wasn't he?
The funeral's today...Sylia's probably in shock.
It was 'cause he was making good-for-nothing Boomers.
Don't talk like that. Sylia's father gave birth to the Boomers.
Well, isn't that why he got killed in that accident?
Trading his life like that for Boomers...I don't get it...
How many people do you suppose have died 'cause of Boomers?
Priss...
I hate Boomers and the jerks who make them.
Soldiers...There's even a military staging area under Geo City.
It's got everything, huh?
The EM-302 possesses power that sets it apart...
...from conventional combat Boomers.
Enough with the specs. Just show me how it looks in action.
Right, then we'll begin.
This is only the beginning.
Its power and speed are most impressive!
Will it be satisfactory, then?
Hey...Hey! Make it stop!
Stop it! Hurry!
Don't worry. It has a safety program to prevent it from hurting people.
Damn!
Safety is the problem, isn't it? I decline to end up like Haynes did!
Forgive me we're still working on part of the AI.
I think we'll be able to get satisfactory results by next week.
So its power is first-rate, but its brain is third-rate, huh?
Hey! It's him!
What's the matter?
That guy who was with those soldiers in Geo City earlier today.
I knew I'd seen him somewhere before.
That picture's from the Stingray Laboratory, isn't it?
Yeah...
Oh yeah, it does resemble him.
And the one standing next to him is the murdered Dr. Haynes, right?
Let me see. Hey! That's Sylia, isn't it?
She was still cute back then, wasn't she?
And what's that supposed to mean, Nene?
Oh, there you are, Sylia!
People, we've got work to do.
These are the schematics of "Adama,' the second-generation Boomer.
The AI components that the illegal Army was after...
...were the ones that Dr. Haynes developed for Adama.
The Doctor was continually advocating peaceful applications for Boomers...
...and Adama's AI would surely have been programmed...
...to react negatively to orders such as murder.
Adama...a Boomer created by Dr. Haynes...
...shouldn't be able to kill people.
But there were witnesses who said they saw a Boomer brandishing a gun.
That wasn't Adama. Somebody set that up.
And that same somebody made off with Adama.
It's the same as when my father died, twelve years ago.
Dr. Haynes tried to realize the dream my father was unable to achieve.
Dream?
To develop Boomers as close to human as possible.
Boomers which could be friends to mankind.
Adama was to have been the first of these.
Boomers can't be like human beings!
Perhaps so. But my father believed that someday they would be.
I won't believe that. I wouldn't want to live in a world like that.
I'm sure you'll change your mind when you meet Adama.
Which means you already know where Adama is, right?
Uh-huh. I've already figured it out.
Only a very few people knew about Adama.
The culprit is my father's former assistant, Dr. Yuri.
What are you doing, Dr. Yuri? Are you still analyzing Adama's data?
Yes. It'll take a little longer. Haynes left hardly any data behind.
Hurry it up. We don't have much time left.
Don't worry. We have acquired Adama itself.
Now, will you leave me in peace?
Unless you transmit the data within three days, I will have Adama moved.
Damn terrorist...
Good night, Adama.
The subway... Geo City...
Yo, this is no place for Boomers, you know!
What the hell's this? I've never seen this kind before.
This thing got an owner or what?
Hey, Boomer! Whatcha doin' here?
I would like to get on the subway... but I'm afraid I've become lost...
"I'm afraid...?'
It talked like a human just now!
Um...which way should I go to get on the subway?
Um...did I do something...?
Well, okay. Come with us.
It's definitely a type I've never seen before.
Ain't it somethin'? Worth at least 2000 credits.
1700.
Aw, what the hell.
What a couple of morons. They gave me a Boomer like this for peanuts.
Um...
C'mere!
Is this the way to the subway station?
What're you talkin' about? Look, just stay right there.
What are you doing?
The speech circuits seem to be well-made.
I must get to Geo City.
Geo City? You got an owner there or what?
Well, it don't matter much now.
'Cause I'm gonna erase your data.
Erase my data?
It'll just be messy if you got old data in you when I sell you.
Or I can chop you up and sell you for parts.
Seeing as how you got such choice parts, for hot goods, that is.
Hey! Is anybody in there?
AD Police!
Y-Y-Yes?
Have you bought any Boomers of unknown ownership recently?
You kiddin'? I'm not in that kind of business...
And just what business ARE you in, you lousy fence?!
I don't know nothin'! I swear!
Let's have a look around.
Dr. Yuri's lab is here, in District Seven.
If we're gonna sneak in, the shortest way would be this underground section.
Hey, Priss! You listening?
I'm listening! I can't get worked up about this job.
So what about some second generation Boomer?
Sylia's just too much the romantic.
Hey, let's say the loser at rock-scissor-paper has to go underground alone!
That's a great idea!
One, two, three!
What is it? Contact from your end is troublesome.
Did you have Adama moved?!
What are you talking about?
Adama's gone!
You don't mean he ran away on his own, do you?
Damn your eyes, Dr. Haynes... Adama was all set to activate.
But...without any orders, a Boomer can't just...
It seems you underestimated Adama.
This is what it means to be a second-generation Boomer! You idiot!
We must capture Adama, at all costs. His AI is essential to our project.
Shit, why do I have to save some damn Boomer?
What're you grumbling about?
You lost, and you know it!
You two set me up, didn't you?
Why, whatever do you mean?
Damn you! I'll get you for this!
Anyway, we're right outside the entrance to the lab, so call if anything happens.
That's all! Signing off!
Oh well...
What do you want, you stupid Boomer?
Uh, um...which way should I go to get on the subway?
The subway?
I saw you going underground, so I followed you.
How should I know? Go ask AD Police!
I ask you, what's a Boomer doing in a place like this?
Hey...wait for me!
Hey! Stop following me! Where's your owner?
He's dead.
That's par for the course.
It's a very sad thing.
I'm sorry, but I haven't got time to play with you.
That's too bad...
Sorry 'bout that.
He talks an awful lot like a human being...
Hey! What's your owner's name?
Dr. Haynes.
Haynes? Then you're...
Run!
We've found him. He's in the sewer system.
Send the other Boomers after him too.
Damn you, Adama, what are you up to?
Did you escape from Yuri's place by yourself?
That's right. The Boomer pursuing us is the same one that shot Dr. Haynes.
Pl...Please stop!
Heh. Bite me!
Let's go. I'm here to rescue you.
This is Priss! This is Priss! Come in!
Hey! Do you read me? Damn, must've busted it somewhere back there.
Um, the subway...?
Enough about the subway, already!
Hey...that's it! I can make contact from the public phones at the station.
Okay, let's go.
The fact that you have a gun...does that mean you're AD Police?
Nope. I always carry it around, just so I can destroy Boomers like you.
That's awful.
Who're you to talk, Boomer?
How many of these damn Boomers are there?
Hey! What're you doing?
I might be able to open this door.
Really?
Can you really get it open?
I don't know...
Don't give me that!
You did it!
Where do you think you're going, Dr. Yuri?
I've figured out Adama's objective.
That was Dr. Yuri.
What could Priss be doing?
Priss? Where are you? What? The subway?
Yeah. I've found Adama. Seems he escaped on his own.
We'll come get you right away, so just stay right there!
Thanks. We're being chased by Combat Boomers.
Roger!
I made contact!
Now where did that bastard go?
Geo City's last train arrives on Platform 1.
Geo City's last train arrives on Platform 1. -Hey!
-Hey! Please wait behind the white line.
What're you doing? Boomers can't ride the subway by themselves!
Then let's get on together!
Forget it. Come on.
AD Police.
Are you the owner of that Boomer?
Uh, well...
May I please see your owner's card?
I finally made it onto the subway.
Subway, subway... why you...!
Next time you pull a stunt like that, I'll cut your main switch!
They're not here! And after we told her to stay put...
It looks like a couple of AD Police officers were killed here.
Something must have happened to Priss and Adama, as well.
Let's watch the situation for now. I'll ready the suits.
That's why it's safest to go to where Sylia is, I'm telling you!
Dr. Haynes, and no one else, is my owner.
Man! You're a pretty stubborn bastard, for a Boomer.
I must get to Geo City.
First it was the subway, now it's Geo City?!
I swear...I shoulda let them blow you to pieces back there!
Why should humans want me to be in pieces?
Let me try talking to her.
What? H-Hey...!
Hold it!
Damn you! You used the fact that you're both Boomers to talk your way out!
You're just trying to save yourself!
It's all right now.
I accessed her AI, and told her that we are not her enemies.
Really?
She should consider you her friend.
Geo City. Geo City.
Bye-bye!
I've upped my opinion of you, Adama!
That's the first time you've called me by name!
Hell...Let's go.
Uh, Sylia? It's me.
Geo City?
I'm going nuts!
He wants to go beneath Geo City, and won't take no for an answer!
Okay, I see.
Perhaps Adama has need of the Supercomputer?
Supercomputer?! Whatever! Just hurry up and save us, okay?
I don't want to commit lover's suicide with the likes of him!
Okay, okay.
There's something I'd like to ask you...
What is it?
Why do you hate Boomers?
Hating them is natural. No one likes them.
That's prejudice. Dr. Haynes, at least, did not think like that.
Countless friends have been killed by Boomers...
Boomers are puppets, their movements programmed into them...
But so long as such things exist...
Those would be Combat Boomers, like the ones we met earlier.
I'm different, because I possess Dr. Haynes' special AI.
I know full well that you're not like other Boomers.
But just because you're different doesn't mean I like you.
How ornery can a person get?
I never should have saved you.
Back there, it was I who saved you.
For a Boomer, you sure do talk back a lot.
I really oughta... blow you...into...
Look out!
Adama!
Shit!
Damn!
Heh. Eat that!
Freeze!
Let Adama go!
Adama! Come here!
Bastard!
Adama!
Thanks a million!
Now do you understand why I hate Boomers?
But I saved you again.
Heh. So you did.
It's kinda cold here.
Really? It feel fine to me.
Whatever, just hurry it up, will you?
Dr. Haynes designed me using this Supercomputer.
Only here can I output my data.
Hey, what's this?
The video of Dr. Yuri killing Dr. Haynes.
I was recording the video signal from the lab's security camera.
So that's why you...
Dr. Haynes was killed because of me. But there was nothing I could do.
All I can do is keep safe the memories that Dr. Haynes gave me.
Boomers are not meant to be used for war or for crime.
The doctor taught me that.
I want to communicate this to other Boomers, too.
I understand. You're one hell of a Boomer.
Let's go to Sylia's place. If anyone can grant your desire, Sylia can.
In all honesty, I am quite surprised, Adama.
Your AI is truly magnificent.
Dr. Yuri, you have committed a crime. You must give yourself up!
It's no use resisting!
I don't know who you are, but you will give me Adama.
If this disc is made public, you'll be finished.
IF it is made public.
But you cannot escape from this place.
Once I've programmed your AI for combat and transplanted it...
...this Combat Boomer should be invincible.
I decline to become so grotesque a creature!
It'll soon grow on you, once I erase your superfluous data.
You're the scum of the earth!
Well, since you're being so unreasonable...
Hey, Adama! Change its programming!
No good! I can't access its AI!
Just when I need you most, you're useless!
Your gun won't have any effect against its armor, either!
You think I don't know that?
Knight Sabers...
...Go!
It's about time!
Come on! You're a Knight Saber too!
You can at least take care of yourself!
Uh...is this really the time for such talk?
Be careful. That's no ordinary Boomer.
That's okay. Leave this to us!
It's all yours!
Roger!
This thing's a brute!
It's tough, huh!
Damn...Come on, come on!
Damn...if only I had my suit...
Priss! Hurry!
All right Sylia!
Adama!
Adama!
Sylia, I'm going in!
Roger!
Damned crab-thing!
I'm paying you back with interest!
Drifting headlights, whipped by the racing wind.
A pack of lies, artlessly scattered
like waves stealing onto the shore. Get a load of these souped-up parts!
There's no horizon to be seen, it's obscured by buildings.
Fly away to a city with neither darkness nor sun.
Bastard!
Damn!
That's far enough, Dr. Yuri.
If you wish to atone for your crimes, give yourself up.
All...All right. Don't shoot!
Die!
I have acquired Adama's data, Sylia.
Who...?
Dr. Yuri hid the data, intending to monopolize the profits.
Now I have absolutely everything.
So...you're the mastermind. But l won't let you get away with this!
Sylia, let me show you our utopia...
...controlled only through terror and chaos.
Are you capable of guarding against it, I wonder?
Hey! Adama!
Hey! Adama, hang on!
Adama...
The disc...
Yeah, I'll give it to AD Police.
Please...tell me your name.
Priss...my name is Priss!
Miss Priss, I beg you. Please don't let them put my AI in a Combat Boomer.
Yeah, I promise.
My battery is damaged, and can no longer maintain my memory.
Good-bye...Miss Priss...
Adama!
Adama!
Are you capable of guarding against it, I wonder?
Sylia.
I'm starting to believe a little bit too.
In your father's dream, that is.
Thank you, Priss.
Man, I'm starving! Sylia, fly faster!
Roger!
Your small voice comes back to life in my ears tonight.
Now, even the legends you left behind in a distant night
will sleep tonight, rocked by the wind.
With tranquil heart, I strain to hear
and tomorrow's footfalls echo in my breast.
The words you tried to speak at the last
words that would have followed our good-bye
"Don't give up on your dreams"
were smeared on the postcard you sent me.
Like flower petals, the rain keeps falling, making things hazy tonight.
Now, because people are alone, they love and trust one another
and come to know farewells by moonlight at night.
Someday the scenery will change color
and knock softly on the window of the heart.
The song you were singing at the last
which you were singing over and over again
the song we both liked
is one I will carry with me always.
The song you were singing at the last
which you were singing over and over again
the song we both liked
is one I will carry with me always.
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