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[engine revving]

They're arriving, Doctor.

I'm forced to beg from fools.

For all their yachts
and their art galleries,

they're no more than gangsters.

However, they pay the fiddler,
so we must dance.

Greet them with enthusiasm
and the proper respect.

[door opens]

[Katy] Welcome, Baron.
I'm Katy, Dr. Franklin's assistant.

My dear Constantine,
how good to see you.

Don't be a bore, Franklin.

We have received your request
for an additional $10 million

in development funds.

Which is preposterous
beyond comment.

Before we would even consider
more investment,

we demand to see a report

on the progress of the money that
you have spent so far.

I suppose you have paid
for the right to see it.

Come on.

[dramatic music]

[electronic noises]

My creations.

[Baron] What's that?

Robots?

I call them fembots,
the perfect women.

Programmable, obedient,

and as beautiful or as deadly
as I choose to make them.

You fraud.

The deal that my board of directors
agreed to finance

was for you to obtain
the weather control device

presently under development
by the OSI.

Please, Baron,
just give us a chance to explain.

[Baron] But instead
of dealing honestly with us,

you have squandered our money
on these idiotic toys.

I worked for the OSI for 10 years.

And I know the weaknesses
of their system.

The weather control machine
is a Security 6 project

and far too massive to steal
without very special arrangements.

Honestly, Baron,
the fembots are the best way.

Look.

Between each of these men
is the human glue

that holds the OSI together

by handling the countless details
and implementing the command decisions,

monitoring phone calls,
making appointments,

scheduling conferences.

In short, the secretaries of the most
important men are on this chart.

Under phase one of my plan,

certain of these strategically
located ladies

will be replaced by my fembots.

[Katy] That's Lynda Wilson,
Rudy Wells's secretary and assistant.

We've had her under surveillance
for a month.

She'll be the first woman replaced.

When my board of directors
hears my report, Franklin,

you're a dead man.

Please, we can prove they'll work

if only you'll look at one
of the finished products.

Don't be so stupid.

These ridiculous mannequins
aren't going to fool anybody.

[Dr. Franklin] Baron--

[dramatic music]

They're really remarkable.

Please ask them for the additional funds.

I took the liberty of getting
your directors on the line.

Yes.

Give him the money.

[theme music]

[engine revving]

Hi. Jaime Sommers
to see Oscar Goldman.

Uh, yes, Miss Sommers.

- Park in stall 54, please.
- Thank you.

[honking]

- Jaime.
- Hi, Lynda.

- [Jaime] See you in a few minutes, okay?
- Right.

[intense music]

- Good morning, Miss Wilson.
- Morning, Paul.

- It's a beautiful day.
- Yes, it is.

[phone ringing]

[Callahan] Mr. Goldman's
having a security conference

with grade eights at 3:30.

Yes? Oh, no, no.

No, 5 o' clock's impossible.

No, because Mr. Goldman
is meeting with the secretary

and then the committee
for development planning and--

Uh, h--hold on, please.

Uh, yes.

Oh, yes, yes.

He will have--have cocktails at 6:30

with the British
and French ambassadors, uh-huh.

Yeah. Okay.

Oh. Oh, shut up!

Ah--h--how've you been, Jaime?

Well, I thought I had been very busy,
until I came in here.

Oh, I cannot deal with this anymore.

I'm seriously thinking
of dumping this job.

Callahan, put the phone down.

Come on, come on.

All of them. Every one of them.

[thumping]

Good, now, thank you. Now,
[inhales] take a deep breath.

Come on, hurry.

[exhales] let it out.

Relax.

Okay. Thank you.

[laughter]

You look like you had
a pretty bad morning.

Oh.

They've all been bad lately.

And never one word of encouragement
from Mr. Goldman.

Aha.

Now, we are getting to the real problem.

What you have is the unappreciated
secretary syndrome.

Oh, and it's terrible.
And it looks awful on you.

[chuckles]

Now, he hasn't been too sensitive
to you lately, huh?

Oh, oh that poor man
doesn't have any time

to think about me.

I mean, it's my problem.

And the pace around here
is driving me bananas.

Okay, but a little appreciation
wouldn't hurt, would it?

Mm, no, I guess not.

There are other pressures too, Jaime.

I could use some advice
if you've got a little time later.

- Yeah, I'll make time.
- Thanks.

Is he in?

[Callahan] Uh, no, not yet.

But, um, Dr. Wells did send for you,
and he's waiting in his office.

Oh, yeah? Why?

Maybe it's your heel alignment.

- He could balance your toes.
- Oh, very funny.

[laughter]

- Good morning.
- Hi, Lynda.

Hi, Jaime.
Uh, Rudy sent me to find you.

Well, I was just on my way to see him.

- I'll see you later.
- Okay, bye.

[whispering] Don't quit 'til I get back,
okay?

Right.

[indistinct]

Mr. Goldman's office.

[Katy] Eyes hazel,
6.34 on the Fisher scale.

Hair brown, 10.9 Fisher scale.

Skin age 31.7 years.

Voice sampling.

[Lynda] Morning, Paul.

Beautiful morning.

[Katy] Volume range 8.2 decibels.

Southern New England
region intonations.

The estradiol molecules
in the cochlea area vary from 4.3

to 5.1 thousand per nucleus.

Your corticosterone count is holding

steady at 900 per nucleus.

The stretch factor
of the multi-mode fiber is...

[sighs] We'll have to wait until
this blasted stretch gauge is fixed.

Hmm?

[clicking]

Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry, Rudy.
I didn't mean to break anything.

- No, no, no, no.
- I just--

That's just what I was trying to do.

Uh, stretch factor breaking point
3,147 pounds.

- Hiya, Jaime.
- Hi.

Did you send for me?

Yeah, I sure did.

And aside from the pleasure
of your company,

I want to make some adjustments
on your bionic hearing.

Why?

Well, I just want to fine-tune
it higher for range and clarity.

I've developed some sonic techniques
that are really revolutionary.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I'm not so sure I want a revolution
going on in my ear.

Okay. But if these tests prove out
my theory,

we'll be able to communicate in
ultrasonic ranges.

Nobody'll hear it but you
and Doberman Pinschers.

Uh, Rudy, now you know I love you.

But, uh, if you think I'm gonna
come running every time

you blow a dog whistle,
you're out of your mind.

A dog whistle? I--

I--I didn't say anything about blowing--

[thunderclap]

Um, yeah, okay, okay.

You can, uh, check my hearing.

Because I just heard a thunderstorm.

Now, there's nothing in that sky,
not a cloud, nothing.

It's our weather control station.

Actually it's the experimental lab
for the full-size working model

we're building at White Sands.

Are you talking about things
like watering deserts

and controlling floods?

[Rudy] Yeah. That was the plan.

But after some early success,
we ran into some real problems.

If we bring rain into one area,
it causes drought in another.

And international law

isn't even written on a country's rights
to air currents.

Yes, but Rudy, if it works,
that's fantastic.

No, it's not as good as it sounds.

There are basic instabilities.

We have a limited power
to create severe storm conditions.

But we can't control the damage.

Steve's working on the project.

- You mean Steve is here?
- Yeah.

[thunder]

That came from the stratochamber
where Steve's working.

[thunder continues]

Get Oscar. Come on.

Right.

[intense music]

Jaime!
Cut the magnetic power!

Switch number four.

Steve, are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Now, for a minute,
I was getting a real charge out of that.

Oh, come on, that's not funny.

[chuckles]

- You all right, Colonel?
- Yeah.

I was trying to duplicate
a low-pressure zone.

The electromagnetic charge
in the neutron field, well,

it reached critical mass before
I could stop it.

[laughs]

Ask for rain,
and you get a lightning storm.

[Rudy] Well, it--it looks like some
fusing of the bionics,

some flash burns, but nothing critical.

You know, Oscar,
I don't give up too easily,

but I'm going to make an exception.

I think we ought to scrub this whole
experiment. It's too dangerous.

I happen to agree.

Well, we've had a lot tougher projects
and made them work.

You two are very good examples.

I'm under a lot of pressure
to make this work.

Aside from the time and money spent,
think of the good it will do.

Unlimited irrigation,
controlled flooding.

Electrocution.

Take care of yourself, pal.
Get that fixed up.

You're lucky it hit your bionic arm.

Yeah, it acted like a lightning rod,
drew it right to me.

Lynda, get him to the lab, huh?

[dramatic music]

Now, we'll make a final check
before we transfer

Lynda Wilson's personal history
into the robot's memory bank.

For now, just transfer the overall matrix
and the facial expression analysis.

[Baron] But how is she going
to find her way around inside the OSI?

I worked in there for 10 years.

My knowledge of the place
is in the computer, too.

As soon as the memory transfer is made,

this fembot will find her way around there
just as well as I could.

Ready for the test, Doctor.

Okay.

Now, let's run a final check
on the optical system.

[electronic noises]

[Dr. Franklin] Look at me, Lynda.

Optical system operating at 100%.

Excellent.

So now you can feed the rest
of our programs

to our new assistant.

[high-pitched tone]

- Did you hear that?
- [Jaime] Loud and clear.

If you just work it out,

- it should be all right.
- All right.

Dr. Wells, Jaime's got a 60%
increase in bionic hearing sensitivity.

And we haven't peaked yet.

Wink your left eye if you read me.

Rudy wants me to test my repairs.

How about a game of handball
in the OSI courts?

A little dinner later.

[Katy] Dr. Franklin, we're about
10 minutes away from the OSI building.

[Dr. Franklin] So I see.

Keep your eyes open.

Well, that's my point.

Hey, do we have a bet
on this game?

A bet? Come on,
I've only played this twice.

Yeah, well, we definitely
should have a bet on this game.

And I got a pretty good idea
of what the prize should be.

- Oh really?
- Yeah.

You think you can give me a hint
without us getting arrested?

- Uh--
- No? Oh boy.

- Are you ready?
- I'm ready.

[Rawlins] The OSI building is just ahead.

[Dr. Franklin] I see it.

[dramatic music]

Ow!

Well, that's game.

I'll, uh, tell you what I won later.

[Rawlins] We're passing
the OSI gymnasium now.

[high-pitched tone]

Are you okay?

Yeah, I just don't think Rudy's
got all the bugs worked out

of this new unit yet. It's--

[Rawlins] Get down.
Don't let the guard see you.

- Now it's gone again, darn it.
- You're sure?

Oh well. Yeah.

[mysterious music]

Maybe you better have Rudy check it again.

Okay, I will.

Listen, I would like to go
and talk to Callahan

for just a few minutes before we go.

And then I'll meet you in the parking lot.
Okay?

- All right.
- Okay.

[Katy] Lynda should be out any moment.

- Goodnight, Dr. Wells.
- Goodnight, Lynda.

Get ready.
She's coming now.

[intense music]

[Lynda] Help! No--help!

[tires squealing]

Oh.

- [Lynda] Are you all right?
- Well.

I--I was just coming up to see
if you were all right.

- [Lynda] What do you mean?
- Well, I heard you call for help.

- Who is she?
- What are you talking about?

- She is not one of the secretaries.
- Well, just a few seconds ago.

I--I don't understand.
You heard what?

Well, it--it sounded like that.

I--I don't know.
There--there seems to be some distortion

in this new amplifier that I've got,

and--and I really wish you'd turn it down
for me a couple notches tomorrow.

What's she talking about?

We'll find out.

[high-pitched tone]

God.

This is gonna drive me crazy.

Can I drop you somewhere?

I--I think I'll be all right, really.

[Baron] Congratulations, Franklin.

Your first fembot passed the test.

Bye-bye.

[high-pitched tone]

[electronic noises]

[Dr. Franklin] You're doing a fine job,
Lynda.

Keep him under surveillance.

No, Mom, I haven't quit yet.

Yes, Mother, I know it's probably best.

Yeah, I--Mom, look.

I know that you always have
my best interests at heart.

Mom, listen, um, I gotta go now, okay?

Mr. Goldman's calling. Yeah.

Okay, bye.

- You didn't have to do that.
- Ah, you kidding?

If I hadn't given her that excuse,
I'd be on the phone for hours.

[sighs] You got a minute?

I'd really like to bend your ear.

[sighs] Well, I think it's already bent,
but go ahead.

- Huh?
- Never mind.

[Oscar] Callahan, you forgot I need
that Matthew report for this meeting.

It's in your in box, Mr. Goldman,
uh, second file down.

[Oscar] Oh yeah. Thanks.

Sometimes I get the feeling
that unrelenting,

deadly efficiency
is not terribly appreciated.

Oh, wait a minute.
Isn't this where I came in this morning?

Mm-hmm.

- And you still don't feel any better?
- Mm-hmm.

I feel so pressured and...

- so--
- Unappreciated. Overworked.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

My mom wants me to come home

and, um, meet a nice guy
and the whole bit.

Well, you could have worse advice.

Now, personally, I think this place
would fall apart without you.

But that's--

[Oscar] Callahan,
the revised report isn't in this file.

It's Secret Class 3 material,
Mr. Goldman.

It's--it's locked
in your upper right desk drawer.

Where Secret Class 3 material
is supposed to be.

My mother wants me to go
to Cape Cod with her next week

to talk about leaving here.

- Cape Cod, that's nice.
- No, no.

I mean, maybe I do need the home,
wife, mother, indispensable role.

Do you really feel like you're
not indispensable here?

I--I mean, who's going to tell him
what's in his drawers?

[laughter]

Honestly, I--I think that, uh,

your sense of unimportance
would really come as a surprise to Oscar.

But he's got so much on his mind.

Okay, he won't,
as soon as I get through talking to him.

- Oh, Jaime--
- Hey, hey, come on, trust me.

Diplomatic corps' been after me for years.

[laugh] Okay.

Look, I'll talk to him later.

Right now, I gotta go see Rudy
about my ear.

And, uh, be happy.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

So Baron, we're ready to transport
replacement number two.

[phone ringing]

Mr. Goldman's office. Hold on.

Yes, Callahan.

[Callahan] Mr. Goldman,

the weather control station
at White Sands is calling.

They say it's top priority.

And, uh, Jaime stopped by.

Okay, put him on.

What's up, Jim?

How bad is it?

All right, I'll have Colonel Steve Austin
up there in a couple of hours.

- Callahan, get me Colonel Austin.
- [Callahan] Yes, sir.

[beep]

Steve. Trouble.

You were right.

We almost had a tragedy
at White Sands.

What nearly happened to you this morning,
happened there,

except on a bigger scale.

Lightning, cloudbursts.

Well, I hate to say I told you so.

This beauty's like a landmine,
has no friends.

Okay, pal. Okay.

I admit it.

I went too far and jumped the gun
on building a full-scale station.

We're just too far away
from any controllable applications.

Look, you're going to have
to fly up to White Sands,

assess the damage,
and put it in your report.

Now? W--wait a minute, Oscar.

Jaime's waiting to meet me
in the parking lot.

We got a date.

Steve!
This is a priority situation.

Get up to the chopper pad.
I'll have an F-4 ready at Andrews.

And don't worry, I'll explain it to Jaime.

Okay. But you'd better do it right, pal.

Or you'll have a thunderstorm
in your own office when I get back.

Ah, I have been looking for you.

- You've been looking for me?
- Yes.

Where's Steve?

- Well, if I'm not mistaken--
- Oh, no.

I think that's him right over there.

Now, that's what I call
running out on a date.

- It's all my fault.
- Oh, I believe that.

We've been having a lot of trouble

at the weather control station
at White Sands.

Jaime, I'd like to take you out to dinner.

But I'm tied up, too.

Right, with your meetings
and your sundry ambassadors,

your Mr. Secretary,

and all of those appointments
made for you by Callahan, I might add.

Right.

Oscar, I would like very much
to talk to you about, um,

appreciating people.

Appreciating people?

Jaime, I appreciate you.

I--I wanted to talk to you
about Callahan.

Callahan?

What's the matter with Callahan?

I haven't noticed anything wrong with her.

Well, that's precisely what I
want to talk to you about.

- You haven't noticed.
- Oh.

[Katy] Dr. Franklin,
this is Callahan's building.

She's in her apartment now.

[Dr. Franklin] Very well.

Proceed with the plan.

Jaime, you'll never guess
what happened today.

Mr. Goldman called me
after his meeting with the secretary.

He even kept the French ambassador
waiting to do it.

What was on his mind?

Oh, he told me how much he needs
and depends on me.

He just kept repeating it.

He was really wonderful, Jaime.

He was wonderful.

He told me he couldn't
get along without me.

Well, it's about time he figured
that one out.

Did you put him up to it?

Hey, all I did was tell him the truth.

I can't help it if that
scared him to death.

[Callahan] Jaime, what did you say?

Well, I just told him that
I'd sensed how unhappy you were,

and that I knew you'd
never bother him with it.

So if he didn't start appreciating you,
I'd quit.

- [doorbell ringing]
- You are too much.

- Jaime, hold on for a second, okay?
- [Jaime] Sure.

[dramatic music]

Jaime, can I get back to you?

Yeah.
Sure, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

[Callahan fembot] Okay. Bye-bye.

Bye.

I don't know what to make of it, Jaime.

You're not getting that
effect now, huh?

No.

Well, it could be an intermittent short
in the circuit.

Now, you say it happened once
on the phone last night.

Yes, and then once when I was
playing handball and again

when I was running, uh--

I--I thought I heard Lynda calling.

- So that's twice under physical stress.
- Yeah.

Well, maybe we can cause it again.

Good morning, Miss Callahan.

Good morning, Mr. Goldman.

[electronic noises]

[Dr. Franklin] Good morning, Mr. Goldman.

Miss Callahan, I was thinking about
our conversation yesterday.

And you're not going to have
any complaints

about feeling unappreciated in the future.

Oh, I'll be appreciated, Oscar.

[electronic noises]

Good, Callahan.

Now, investigate this Sommers woman.

[electronic noises]

Fifty-five miles per hour.

- No ear trouble?
- Nope.

[high-pitched tone]

[electronic noises]

How can a human being run so fast?

She's bionic. Of course.

Wells was working on that
when I was still at OSI.

One of our biggest quarrels
was over the allocation

of experimental funds between
my robots and his bionic unit.

So he did perfect the technique.

[treadmill winding down]

What's wrong?

Well, strange as it seems,

that hum started again
when Callahan came in.

Could you describe the pitch of the sound?

It's high. Just high.

It's a high-pitched hum.

[Baron] We can't hear them through
the glass. What are they saying?

[Dr. Franklin]
Amplify the fembot's hearing.

Give me a computer readout.

[electronic noises]

[Jaime] It's high.
It's a high-pitched hum.

[electronic noises]

[Rudy] Could mean almost anything.

Why should I be hearing it from Callahan?

[Rudy] I don't know.

Maybe she's wearing a quartz watch.

It could give off a transistor hum.

Apparently the new unit
is just too sensitive.

She has bionic hearing, too.

[Jaime] Could you do something about it?

And it's picking up the frequency
of the fembots' transistors.

I'll lower their transistor output.

[Baron] Good thing that you caught it.
Lynda is headed back to the lab.

Start phase two.

Make immediate arrangements
to kidnap Oscar Goldman.

A stroke of genius, Franklin.

We could name our own price for Goldman.

And this bionic woman,

can you imagine
how much we could get for her?

These thoughts have crossed my mind.

[electronic noises]

- Are you getting the hum now?
- Nn-nn.

Good. I'll keep the fembots'
transistors on low output.

[phone ringing]

Dr. Wells's office.

Yes, Mr. Goldman, she's here.

Just a moment, please.

Jaime.

It's Mr. Goldman on line three.

Thank you.

- Yes, sir.
- Jaime.

I'm just calling to invite you to lunch.

This is my woman's appreciation week.

I'm calling all of my favorite
ladies so they won't feel slighted.

Well, on behalf of them all,
it is appreciated.

And don't worry, I am not going
to say it's about time.

I'll pick you up at 12:00.

Okay, I'll be waiting
and hungry as a bear.

[dramatic music]

Can I see your papers?

Got another pickup.

Okay, go ahead.

[Dr. Franklin] Make the call. Now.

[Oscar] Yes, Callahan?

Mr. Goldman, Jaime just called.

She'd like you to meet her
in the parking lot at 12:00.

Uh, she's in stall 54.

- [Oscar] Thank you, Callahan.
- You're welcome.

[Dr. Franklin] Go ahead, Lynda.

Jaime, Mr. Goldman called
to cancel your lunch.

He left about a half an hour ago.

He had an emergency conference
at the State Department.

What is this, all my men,

they tell me how much they like me,

and then Nobody'll stick around
to feed me?

Hey, it's my lucky day.
I'll take you to lunch.

You're on.

When did you say he left?

Callahan said about a half hour ago.

Thank you.

[electronic noises]

Jaime.

[Jaime] Oscar?

No!

[intense music]

[tires squealing]

Tell them to go back and get her.

I'm taking no chances.

I've got what I wanted.

Keep going.

Do you agree that she's worth a fortune?

I'm in this for satisfaction
as much as for money and power.

You know, I started work
on the weather control machine

'til Goldman took me off it.

I want him to see me use that machine
as I've always said it should be used,

as a devastating weapon.

Yes, the girl's valuable,
but my fembots can do anything she can.

Not quite.

As a human being,
she can think for herself.

Since when is thinking for herself
an asset in a woman?

All right. Exactly what did he say
before he left here?

That he was going to meet the secretary.

I thought he must've gotten the call
o--on his private line.

[intercom buzzing]

Hanson.

Where did they find it?

Right. Get it to the lab.

They found the van near an airstrip
in Bethesda.

A small jet had just taken off.

All right, now.

What time did Goldman leave here?

Uh, I--I'm not exactly sure.

Close to 12:00, I think.

Well, that's not what you said before.

[phone ringing]

Are you implying something,
Miss Sommers?

Well, I--I don't know.

But, uh, if he went to see the secretary,

what was he doing
in the parking lot by my car?

[Hanson] Miss Callahan.

Any idea what he was doing
in the parking lot?

No.

B--but Mr. Goldman has so many
appointments, it's--

It's really hard for me to keep
them all straight in my head.

Callahan, what are you talking about?

I have seen you juggle 15 things
all at once for him,

and now you're saying
you can't remember a specific time

or what you said?

Please, Jaime, stop it.

And don't you think I'm just as upset
about Mr. Goldman as you are?

Didn't you tell Lynda
he'd been gone a half an hour?

Well, I'm not sure she said that, Jaime.

Oh, you, too.

Miss Sommers, either offer me some proof
or stop implying things.

Well, it's not her fault, Mr. Hanson.

[sighs] Look, I hate saying this, Jaime,

but you have been having some problems.

Thinking you heard me call
for help and those other things.

Dr. Wells, can you shed any light on this?

Only that Jaime's been
having some trouble

with her hearing lately.

Do you think, Dr. Wells
is against you too, Miss Sommers?

I mean, we realize you have
a strong emotional attachment

to Oscar Goldman.

And I understand your concern. But--

We've got the safe open, Mr. Hanson.

[phone ringing]

He's lived with that possibility
for years.

I have recorded this message
so that there will be no doubt

that these are my orders.

I've given a great deal of thought lately
to the possibility of being captured.

And I realize that I have too
much vital information

to allow it to fall into enemy hands.

Under present-day chemical and
computer techniques of interrogation,

anyone, I mean anyone,
could be made to talk in a few hours.

And I don't flatter myself to think
that I am any exception.

I am not being noble about this,
I'm being practical.

Therefore I order all action
units of the OSI and the NSB

to be mobilized to kill me
as soon as possible.

Any delay, I repeat,
any delay must be avoided.

No rescue attempt must be made

because that would undoubtedly
be too late.

My friends,
this is not the cruelest thing you can do.

On the contrary, it might
be the kindest thing.

You know you have my fond wishes
and affection always.

Goodbye.

You aren't even going
to consider doing that?

It's his decision.

And he's the best judge.

You're out of your mind.

Perhaps.

Look, I don't like doing this.

But I know exactly what he meant
by modern interrogation.

So I'm sorry, but when we find
out where they're holding him,

we will utilize all of our
resources

to carry out Oscar Goldman's wishes.

[dramatic music]

Walk straight ahead.

Right there.

Callahan!

Lynda, what are you doing here?

We've been here since
yesterday, Mr. Goldman.

But I saw you in my office
just two hours ago.

That was a robot, Oscar.

Franklin.

You made quite an issue a few years ago
of, uh, OSI funding.

You said I was wasting it on them.

So that's it.

You've gone to a lot of trouble
to get back at me.

Oh, you flatter yourself.

Getting even with you is just
a very small fringe benefit.

I always did think bigger than
you gave me credit for.

Thinking big and thinking
grandiose just isn't the same thing.

You never could understand
that, Franklin.

What do you want? Blackmail?

As a matter of fact, yes.

But on a far vaster scale
than you can imagine.

You recall the weather control
machine was my basic concept.

We disagreed on its application.

Yes, we did.

You only saw it as a weapon.

A weapon, yes.

For seven years now,
I've prepared to prove that.

I was right then, I'm right now.

I'm going to get control
of the working model of that machine.

And you're going to help me.

What makes you think I'll do that?

You have.

And you're going to continue
to do so in ways you cannot even imagine.

Mr. Goldman.

Yes, Callahan.

Will they try to rescue us?

No.

I--I left certain orders,
orders that will be carried out.

I didn't think I'd have
other people with me.

They're going to kill him, Steve.

[Steve] Calm down, Jaime.
I'm leaving White Sands right now.

Now, you just sit tight
'til I get there, okay?

Okay. But please hurry.

Area four network reports
negative information on

Goldman's present location.

Right, I'll hold.

I just talked with Colonel Austin,
and we demand that you

give us a chance to rescue Oscar.

This happens to be a security matter,
Miss Sommers.

Don't cause another problem.

Rescuing him is not a problem,
Mr. Hanson, it is a solution.

I don't want to hurt Goldman
any more than you do.

But it's a risk that goes with the job.

I would expect and want the same
if they got to me.

The Delta Deep Penetration
group reports negative.

There's an update coming
in on scrambler three.

Would someone get Miss Sommers
out of here, please,

and then Doctor, I'm sorry,
you're going to have to go, too.

I have a Security 7 clearance.

No offense intended, Doctor,
but your clearance is with OSI, not NSB.

There are elements in both
operations that we don't even

happen to tell each other.

Now, please, Doctor.

Come on, Jaime.

[phone ringing]

What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

How fast do you think
they can find Oscar?

Too fast.

I don't like Hanson,
but he's very good at his job.

I always knew that great power
carried great risks, but--

But it's Oscar, Rudy.

When it's personal,
it makes you want to forget principles.

Principles that kill your friends
don't fit my definition of principles.

Rudy, didn't you notice anything strange
about Callahan?

- No.
- I don't know, I--I did.

I--I can just feel it.

Well, she was upset.

But she's completely loyal to Oscar.

Maybe. Just maybe.

- Hi, Jaime.
- [Jaime] Hi. May I come in?

- [Callahan fembot] Oh, sure.
- [Jaime] Thank you.

Can I, um, get you something?

Um, I'd love some coffee,
and also a chance to apologize for today.

I was pretty upset,
and I'm afraid I got out of hand.

Me too. It's a strain on both of us.

I'll get the coffee.

How do you take it?

Black. You don't remember?

I--I am not rowing with both oars today.

What is she up to?

[Jaime] How are things on the home front,
by the way?

Is your mom glad you're not quitting?

She'll be glad it worked out.

Are you still gonna go to
Newport, uh, to talk it over with her?

Research Newport.

No mention of Newport
in Callahan's records.

It's a bluff?

A trap?

Could be something Callahan
said this morning.

I mean, you've never been
there before, have you?

- No.
- No.

You're lying.

You told me yesterday that she
wanted you to go to Cape Cod.

And you may look and sound
like Callahan, but you're not her.

Who are you?

And where is Oscar Goldman?

She's dangerous. Capture her.

You're no match for us, Sommers.

Now, we're not going to hurt you.

Please, come with us.

Increase power on the fembots.

Give up quietly, Sommers.

[intense music]

[screaming]

[electronic noise]

[metal tearing]

Increase power on the fembots.

[crashing]

[wood splintering]

[Jaime] I'm not that bionic.

Get her--now.

[intense music]

[groan]

Don't take chances.

Both of you, return to base.

[inaudible]

Jaime.

[panting]

Ru--Rudy, they are robots.

- Robots?
- Uh--

Would you--would you tell Steve?

Shh, shh, shh. We'll talk later.

[pained grunt]

Shh, shh.

I gotta--I gotta--

I gotta get outta here.

[pained gasp]

You're not going anywhere.

Any serious injury is capable
of restarting your bionic rejection cycle.

That's how we almost lost
you before, remember?

I've gotta get Oscar, Rudy.

No, Jaime, I want to tune
you down for observation.

- No!
- It'll be just like sleeping.

- But--
- We don't want to risk losing you.

- Shh, shh, shh.
- Oh no.

[crying]

Lynda, Lynda, I'm glad you're here.

Keep an eye on her.

I want to start the bionic tune-down
process immediately.

[crying]

Dangerous if people start believing her.

Finish her off if she starts coming to.

Can't have her interfering
with phase three.

[electronic noises]

[theme music]