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What the hell . . .? Goddamn son-of-a-bitch...

What the hell . . .?

Hey, my turn.

Hey, what's wrong with this picture?

Nice night for a walk?

Nice night for a walk.

Wash day tomorrow. Nothing clean, right?

Nothing clean. Right.

I think this guy's a couple of cans short of a six-pack.

Your clothes, give them to me. Now.

Fuck you, asshole.

Hey, buddy, did you just see a real bright light?

See that guy?

Hold it right there.

- He's rabbiting . - Hey! l said hold it!

Go!

That son-of-a-bitch took my pants.

- What day is it? The date. - 1 2th May.

- Thursday. - What year?

He's got my gun. Let's go.

Guard it for me, Big Buns.

Hi . l'm late.

So am l .

- L'm in it. - So am l .

- Honey, can l have that coffee now? - Yes, sir.

- OK. Who gets the burly-beef? - l ordered barbecued .

I think that's mine, but l didn't order fries.

- Mine's the chili beef deluxe. - OK, who gets the burly-beef?

- Miss, we're ready to order now. - Yes, ma'am.

L'm so sorry.

This isn't real leather, is it?

Nice going , kid . l ought to give you the tip.

Look at it this way. l n 1 00 years, who's gonna care?

The 1 2-gauge auto-loader.

That's ltalian. You can go pump or auto.

The .45 long slide with laser sighting .

These are new. We just got them in. That's a good gun.

Just touch the trigger, the beam comes on,

and you put the red dot where you want the bullet to go.

You can't miss.

- Anything else? - Plasma rifle in the 40-watt range.

Hey, just what you see, pal .

The Uzi nine millimeter.

You know your weapons, buddy.

Any one of these is ideal for home defense.

So which will it be?

- All . - l may close early today.

It's a 1 5-day wait on the handguns, but the rifles you can take now.

- You can't do that. - Wrong .

Hi , baby. Yeah, yeah, it's me.

Listen, l need you to come pick me up. My bike just broke down.

I don't care what you're doing . Come and get me. What the. . .?

Hey, man, you got a serious attitude problem.

- Sarah Connor? - Yes?

L'm on my break, Chuck. Carla's got my station.

Sarah, come here. lt's about you. l mean, sort of.

So incredible. You're not gonna believe this. Sit, you're going to love this.

- What? - ...compilod from sovoral witDossos.

ODco agaiD, Sarah CoDDor, 35, mothor of two,

hrutally shot to doath iD hor homo this aftorDooD.

You're dead , honey.

...ifyoufro iDto souDd,

for tho groatost souDd arouDd, como to Boh fs Storoo at 2500 Sopulvoda.

Wofvo got woofors, twootors, tho Dowost iD audio aDd compact discs.

Wofvo got graphic oqualizors aDd souDd halaDcors that...

Sorry.

Hello?

Pirst Ifm goDDa rip tho huttoDs offyour hlouso oDo hy oDo,

thoD ruD my toDguo dowD your Dock to your haro, gloamiDg hroasts.

ADd thoD slowly... slowly pull yourjoaDs off iDch hy iDch.

Ginger, it's Matt.

And lick your belly in circles further and further down,

and then pull your panties off with my teeth.

Who is this?

God . Sarah?

Josus. Ifm sorry.

I thought you were. . . Can l talk to Ginger, please?

Sure.

It's the creep.

Hello?

First l'll rip the buttons off your blouse one by one...

You fucking pigs! Wait till l get my hands on you. Get off me!

Ed .

- What have you got? - Dead girl .

- I can see that. - Sarah Ann Connor, secretary, 35.

Shot six times at less than ten feet. Large caliber weapon.

You know, these work.

- What's this? - Dead girl two.

Sent over from the Valley division this afternoon.

Are you sure there's a point to all of this?

Look at the name, Ed .

Sarah Louise Connor. ls this right?

You're kidding me.

The press is gonna be short-stroking it.

- A one-day pattern killer. - l hate the weird ones.

So...

Better than mortal man deserves.

- Ginger, have you seen Pugsley? - Not lately. Did you check messages?

I thought you did .

- Hi, Sarah, this is your mom... - There you are, young man.

You mind your mother.

Hi, Sarah. StaD Morsky. SomothiDgfs como up.

Looks Iiko I woDft ho ahlo to mako it toDight. Just caDft got out of it.

Ifm roally sorry. Ifll mako it up to you. Call you iD a day or so. Byo.

That bum. So what if he has a Porsche?

He can't treat you like this. lt's Friday night, for Christ's sake.

L'll live.

L'll break his kneecaps.

Well , Pugsley still loves me. Don't you, baby?

God . lt's disgusting .

L'm gonna go to a movie, kiddo. Have a good time.

- We will . You, too. - OK.

Damn it, Matt.

- Oh, shit. - Lieutenant!

These killings occurred in the order of their listings in the phone book.

- What can l tell you? No comment. - But, Lieutenant...

That coffee's two hours cold .

I put a cigarette out in it.

- Did you reach the next girl yet? - No. l got her answering machine.

- Send a unit. - l sent a unit. There's no answer.

- The apartment manager's not in. - Call her.

- I just called her. - Call her again.

Give me a cigarette.

Hi, thoro. Poolod you. Youfro talkiDg to a machiDo.

But doDft ho shy. Itfs OK. MachiDos Dood Iovo, too, so talk to it...

Same shit.

I can hear it now. He's gonna be called the goddamn Phone Book Killer.

I hate these press cases. Especially the weird press cases.

- Where are you going? - To make a statement.

Maybe make these jackals work for us for a change.

If l can get on the tube by 11 :00, maybe she'll call us.

Well , how do l look?

- Like shit, boss. - Your mama.

This just iD. Folico havo aDDouDcod tho Damo of tho victim

iD tho socoDd of two oxocutioD stylo murdors which took placo today.

IDcrodihly, tho Damos of tho two victims aro virtually idoDtical.

Two hours ago, 35-yoar-old Sarah ADD CoDDor was proDouDcod doad...

- Can we change this? - Sarah Louiso CoDDor...

Don't touch it!

Folico aro rofusiDg to spoculato oD tho similarity hotwooD tho shootiDg doaths

aDd Do othor coDDoctioD hotwooD tho two victims has hooD ostahlishod yot.

Wofll havo moro oD this Iato-hroakiDg story as it comos iD.

- Hey, you got a phone? - lt's in the back.

Hey, $4.50.

You havo roachod tho Los ADgolos Folico DopartmoDt omorgoDcy Dumhor.

AII IiDos aro husy. Ifyou Dood a polico car soDt out to you, stay oD tho IiDo.

Pugsley! Shoo!

Go on. l'm gonna make a belt out of you.

Don't make me bust you up, man.

Hi, thoro. Poolod you. Youfro talkiDg to a machiDo.

But doDft ho shy. Itfs OK. MachiDos Dood Iovo, too.

So talk to it aDd GiDgor, thatfs mo, or Sarah will got hack to you.

Wait for tho hoop.

GiDgor, this is Sarah. Fick up ifyoufro thoro.

Ifm at this placo oD Fico Boulovard callod Toch Noir. Ifm roally scarod.

I think that there's somebody after me. l hope that you play this back soon.

I need you and Matt to come and pick me up as soon as possible.

The police keep transferring me around . l'm gonna give 'em another try.

Tho Dumhor horo is 555-g 1 75.

Call mo, kiddo. I Dood your holp.

Itfs hor.

Sarah Connor? lt's Lieutenant Traxler.

Lieutenant, don't put me on hold and don't transfer me to another department.

Don't worry, l won't. Just relax. Can you tell me where you are?

- Ifm iD this har callod Toch Noir. - Yeah, l know it. lt's on Pico.

- Are you all right? - Yeah, but l don't wanna leave.

- I think there's a guy following me. - Now, listen carefully.

You're in a public place so you'll be safe till we get there.

But stay visible. Don't go outside or even to the restroom.

- Ifll havo a car thoro iD a miDuto. - OK.

Hey, that guy didn't pay.

Come with me if you wanna live.

Come on!

This is one-L-1 9. l got a hit-and-run felony.

Suspect vehicle: late model gray Ford headed westbound on Seventh.

He's really moving , punching lights all the way.

L'm gonna need an ambulance at Seventh and Broadway right now.

Hold it!

Hold on.

Are you injured? Are you shot?

Do exactly what l say. Exactly.

Don't move unless l say. Don't make a sound unless l say.

Do you understand?

- Do you understand? - Yes! Please don't hurt me.

L'm here to help you.

L'm Reese. Sergeant Tech-Com. DN3641 ö. Assigned to protect you.

You've been targeted for termination.

This is one-L-1 9. Westbound on Olympic, approaching Overland .

This is a mistake. l didn't do anything .

No, but you will . lt's very important that you live.

This isn't true. How could that man just get up after you...

lt's not a man. A machine.

A Terminator. Cyberdyne Systems model 1 01 .

A machine? Like a robot?

Not a robot. A cyborg . Cybernetic organism.

- No. He was bleeding . - Just a second .

Get your head down!

All right, listen.

The Terminator's an infiltration unit. Part man, part machine.

Underneath it's a hyper-alloy combat chassis. Microprocessor controlled .

Fully armored , very tough. But outside it's living human tissue.

Flesh, skin, hair, blood . . . grown for the cyborgs.

- Look, Reese, l don't know. . . - Pay attention.

I gotta ditch this car.

The ö00-Series had rubber skin. We spotted them easy.

But these are new. They look human.

Sweat, bad breath, everything . Very hard to spot.

I had to wait till he moved on you before l could zero him.

Look, l am not stupid . They cannot make things like that yet.

Not yet. Not for about 40 years.

Are you saying it's from the future?

One possible future.

From your point of view, l don't know tech stuff.

Then you're from the future, too. ls that right?

- Right. - Right.

Cyborgs don't feel pain. l do. Don't do that again.

- Just let me go. - Listen and understand .

That Terminator is out there.

It can't be bargained with, it can't be reasoned with.

It doesn't feel pity or remorse or fear

and it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead .

Can you stop it?

I don't know.

With these weapons, l don't know.

AII uDits. Pord suspoct vohiclo has hooD fouDd iD a parkiDg structuro...

Reese, why me?

Why does it want me?

There was a nuclear war.

A few years from now...

...all this, this whole place, everything ...

...it's gone. Just gone.

There were survivors.

Here, there.

Nobody even knew who started it.

- It was the machines, Sarah. - l don't understand .

Defense network computers.

New, powerful ...

...hooked into everything , trusted to run it all .

They say it got smart. . . a new order of intelligence.

Then it saw all people as a threat. Not just the ones on the other side.

It decided our fate in a microsecond .

Extermination.

Did you see this war?

No. l grew up after. l n the ruins.

Starving . Hiding from the H-Ks.

- H-Ks? - Hunter-killers.

Patrol machines built in automated factories.

Most of us were rounded up, put in camps for orderly disposal .

This was burned in by laser scanner.

Some of us were kept alive. To work.

Loading bodies.

The disposal units ran night and day.

We were that close to going out forever.

But there was one man who taught us to fight.

To storm the wire of the camps.

To smash those metal motherfuckers into junk.

He turned it around . He brought us back from the brink.

His name was Connor. John Connor.

Your son, Sarah. Your unborn son.

Drive!

Reese!

Reese!

No, Reese. No, no, no. They'll kill you.

You in the Cadillac, let me see your hands now.

Get out of the car.

Drop to your knees.

- Out of the car. - Drop to the ground .

Sarah. Sarah, try to drink some of this.

Listen, are you sure it's them?

I mean, maybe l should look at the bodies.

No. They've been identified and there's no doubt.

Ginger.

- Kiddo. - Sarah...

- Sarah, this is Dr. Silberman. - Hi , Sarah.

I want you to tell him everything Reese told you. Do you feel up to that?

Yeah, l guess so.

- You're a doctor? - Criminal psychologist.

- Is Reese crazy? - That's what we're gonna find out.

So you're a soldier. Fighting for whom?

With the 1 32nd under Perry. From '21 to '2?.

That's the year 202??

Thatfs right. ThoD I was assigDod...

- This is fucking great. - ...uDdor JohD CoDDor.

- Who was the enemy? - A computer defense system built...

Goddamn. Sorry.

...built for SAC-NORAD by Cyberdyne Systems.

I see.

And this computer thinks it can win by killing the mother of its enemy.

Killing him, in effect, before he's even conceived .

A sort of retroactive abortion?

Silberman cracks me up. Last week, a guy burned his Afghan.

- He screwed it first. . . - Ed , shut up.

Why didn't the computer just kill Connor then?

Why this elaborate scheme with the Terminator?

It had no choice. Their defense grid was smashed .

We'd won. Taking out Connor then would make no difference.

Skynet had to wipe out his entire existence.

Is that when you captured the lab complex and found . . . What is it called?

The time displacement equipment?

That's right. The Terminator had already gone through.

Connor sent me to intercept and they blew the whole place.

Well , how are you supposed to get back?

I can't.

Nobody goes home. Nobody else comes through.

It's just him and me.

Itfs just him aDd mo.

Why didDft you hriDg aDy woapoDs? SomothiDg moro advaDcod.

DoDft you havo ray guDs?

- Ray guns. - Show mo a pioco of futuro tochDology.

You go Dakod. SomothiDg ahout tho fiold goDoratod hy a IiviDg orgaDism.

- NothiDg doad will go. - Why?

I didDft huild tho fuckiDg thiDg.

OK, OK. But this cyhorg, if itfs motal...?

- SurrouDdod hy IiviDg tissuo. - Oh, right.

This is great stuff. l could make a career out of this guy.

See how clever it is? lt doesn't require a shred of proof.

Most paranoid delusions are intricate, but this is brilliant.

- Why woro tho othor two womoD killod? - Most rocords woro Iost iD tho war.

SkyDot kDow almost DothiDg ahout CoDDorfs mothor.

Hor full Damo, whoro sho Iivod. Thoyjust kDow tho city.

Tho TormiDator was just hoing systomatic.

- Lotfs go hack... - Look, you havo hoard oDough.

I havo aDsworod your quostioDs, Dow I havo to soo Sarah CoDDor.

- Ifm afraid thatfs Dot up to mo. - ThoD why am I talkiDg to you?

- Who is iD authority horo? - FIoaso...

Shut up!

You still doDft got it, do you?

Hofll fiDd hor. Thatfs what ho doos. Thatfs all ho doos.

You caDft stop him.

Hofll roach dowD hor throat aDd pull hor fuckiDg hoart out!

- Doc. - Lot go of mo!

Sorry.

So Reese is crazy?

I n technical terminology, he's a loon.

Sarah, this is what they call body armor. Our TAC guys wear these.

It'll stop a 1 2-gauge round .

This other individual must've been wearing one under his coat.

Feel that. Go ahead .

- He punched through the windshield . - He was probably on PCP.

Broke every bone in his hand . He wouldn't feel it for hours.

There was this guy once. . . You see this scar?

- Here. - Thank you.

There's a couch in this other room. Stretch out and get some sleep.

Be at least an hour before your mother gets here from Big Bear.

- I can't sleep. - Try.

It may not look it, but that couch is very comfortable.

You'll be perfectly safe. We got 30 cops in this building .

Thank you.

- Good night. - Good night.

L'm a friend of Sarah Connor. l was told she's here. Could l see her?

No. Can't see her. She's making a statement.

Where is she?

It may take a while. lf you wanna wait, there's a bench over there.

L'll be back.

- Are they terrorists? - Let's go, let's go!

Stay here.

Let's get outta here!

Watch him.

Ed ...

Hey!

Sarah!

Reese.

This way.

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Take this.

All right, let's get this off the road .

- You cold? - Freezing .

Reese?

- You got a first name? - Kyle.

Kyle, what's it like when you go through time?

White light.

Pain.

- It's like being born maybe. - Oh, my God .

I caught one back there.

- You mean you got shot? - lt's not bad .

- We gotta get you to a doctor. - lt's OK. Forget it.

What do you mean, forget it? Are you crazy? Take this off.

Jesus.

See? lt passed right through the meat.

This is gonna make me puke.

- Would you just talk about something? - What?

I don't know. Anything . Just talk. Tell me about my son.

He's about my height.

He has your eyes.

What's he like?

You trust him. He's got a strength.

L'd die for John Connor.

Well , at least now l know what to name him.

Don't suppose you know who the father is so l won't tell him to get lost?

John never said much about him.

- I know he dies before the war. . . - Wait.

I don't wanna know.

So was it John that sent you here?

I volunteered .

- Why? - lt was a chance to meet the legend .

Sarah Connor, who taught her son to fight, organize,

prepare from when he was a kid .

When you were in hiding before the war.

You're talking about things l haven't done yet in the past tense.

It's driving me crazy.

Are you sure you have the right person?

L'm sure.

Come on. Do l look like the mother of the future?

I mean, am l tough? Organized? l can't even balance my checkbook.

Look, Reese, l didn't ask for this honor and l don't want it.

Any of it.

Your son gave me a message to give to you. Made me memorize it.

"Thank you, Sarah, for your courage through the dark years.

I can't help you with what you must soon face,

except to say the future is not set.

You must be stronger than you imagine you can be.

You must survive or l will never exist."

That's all .

It's a good field dressing .

You like it?

It's my first.

Get some sleep. lt'll be light soon.

OK.

Talk to me some more.

About what?

Tell me about where you're from.

All right.

You stay down by day, but at night you can move around .

You still have to be careful because the H-Ks use infrared .

But they're not too bright. John taught us ways to dust them.

That's when the infiltrators started to appear.

The Terminators were the newest.

Tho worst.

TravorsiDg your soctor iD soarch modo. 750 motors Dorth ofyour positioD.

Let's go.

- Reese. DN364. . . - Right. Let him in.

Terminator!

I was dreaming about dogs.

We use 'em to spot Terminators.

Your world is pretty terrifying .

Hey, buddy, you got a dead cat in there or what?

Fuck you, asshole.

God damn.

Thank you.

Is this enough?

Yeah, it's enough. l don't wanna ask where you got it.

- L'm coming . - We need a room.

- All right. - With a kitchen.

Do you have one with a kitchen?

I am dying for a shower.

We should check your bandage, too.

Later. l'm going out for supplies.

Keep this.

No, l can't tell you where l am, Mom. l was told not to say.

But I Dood to kDow whoro to roach you.

You toll mo to hido out at tho cahiD aDd you woDft toll mo whatfs goiDg oD?

I am worriod sick horo.

OK. OK, here's the number.

- You roady? - Yes. Go ahead .

Itfs 408-555-143g. Hoom DiDo.

- Got it? - l've got it.

I gotta go. Ifm sorry I caDft toll you moro right Dow.

I Iovo you, Mom.

I love you, too, sweetheart.

- Tiki Motol. - Give me your address there.

What have we got?

Mothballs. . . corn syrup. . . ammonia.

What's for dinner?

- Plastique. - That sounds good .

What is it?

It's a nitroglycerin base. lt's a bit more stable.

I learned to make it when l was a kid .

Make sure there's none on the threads.

Like this.

Screw the end cap on.

Very gently.

You must've had a fun childhood .

That's good .

All right. Six more like that and l'll get started on the fuses.

He'll find us, won't he?

Probably.

It'll never be over, will it?

Look at me. l'm shaking .

Some legend . You must be pretty disappointed .

No, l'm not.

Kyle, the women in your time,

what are they like?

Good fighters.

That's not what l meant.

Was there someone special?

Someone. . .?

A girl , you know.

No.

Never.

Never?

L'm sorry. l'm so sorry.

So much pain.

Pain can be controlled . You just disconnect it.

So you feel nothing?

John Connor gave me a picture of you once.

I didn't know why at the time.

It was very old , torn, faded .

You were young like you are now. You seemed just a little sad .

I used to always wonder what you were thinking at that moment.

I memorized every line...

...every curve.

I came across time for you, Sarah.

I love you. l always have.

I shouldn't have said that.

Think fast.

Trade places.

Faster! Drive faster!

Kyle! Oh, my God .

Kyle.

Son-of-a-bitch!

You stay here.

Let's get outta here.

Get out.

Kyle. Come on. Get up.

Kyle, come on.

Help me! Get out. Get out.

Don't stop. Run!

Sarah!

Kyle.

Kyle. Kyle...

We did it, Kyle. We got him.

No!

No!

Wait.

What are you doing?

Cover, so he can't track us.

Come on! Come on.

No, Kyle! Come on!

- Come on! - Leave me here.

Move it, Reese! On your feet, soldier!

On your feet!

Move it!

Get back. Go back.

- Run, Sarah. - No.

Run!

Run!

Come on, motherfucker.

No.

You're terminated , fucker.

Kyle.

Tape seven. November 1 0. Where was l?

What's most difficult is trying to decide what to tell you and what not to.

But l guess l have a while before you're old enough to understand these tapes.

They're more for me at this point just so that I can get it straight.

Fill her up.

Should l tell you about your father?

Boy, that's a tough one.

Will it affect your decision to send him here, knowing that he is your father?

If you don't send Kyle, you can never be.

God , a person could go crazy thinking about this.

I suppose l will tell you.

I owe him that.

Maybe it'll help if...

...you know that in the few hours that we had together...

...we loved a lifetime's worth.

- What did he just say? - He says you're very beautiful .

He is ashamed to ask you for five American dollars for this picture.

But if he doesn't, his father will beat him.

Pretty good hustle, kid .

What did he just say?

He said there's a storm coming in.

I know.

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