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When the uplink came through with the work orders,

I had a strange feeling everything was about to change for me.

Maybe it just had something to do

With the way the world is today...

Bio-enhanced gangsters,

information terrorists, cyborg outlaws.

Everything so congested with high-tech overload,

that you was starting to feel a little numb.

There's an old saying in my business,

"It pays to be more than human."

I'm not so sure anymore.

Move and I'll crush your throat.

I had to be sure you weren't armed.

Can't be too careful nowadays.

There's undercover police everywhere.

Relax, baby.

Goddamn cop!

Goddamn terrorist.

See? Laundering data can be dangerous.

You break the law... Go to hell.

That guy we passed in the hall, he's a cop.

Shit!

No problem.

Our courier's been iced by an L.A.P.D. agent.

He beat us to the data chip. We're in pursuit.

Are you sure he's L.A.P.D.?

He's a cop, all right.

Get him!

Aarghh!

Go on. Go, go, go!

Aaah!

Argh!

Ugh!

That knee was brand new.

Fuck, he's quick.

Aw, sensitive man.

Give it a rest.

You son of a bitch!

You toss your weapon aside,

and you step away,

and I'll say you were cooperative.

I don't think this is funny.

Cops are animals.

You don't know who that woman was back in the room.

You don't know who I am.

- You're a terrorist. - You're confused.

We're trying to save humankind,

And you... You protect the machines.

Well, no wonder you protect them.

You're mostly machine. You're not really human anymore, are you?

86.5% is still a human.

None of you is human.

Never was.

You have no idea what's going on here...

What this is really all about.

When I'm through with you, there's no way

they'll be able to put you back together.

I'm here to tell you you're finished.

You lose.

Adios.

God, ohh-hh!

This is the Los Angeles

Police Department.

You are surrounded.

I order the occupants of building 4-0-8-7

to exit that building

and surrender to police authorities.

Drop your weapons

and exit with your hands up... Now.

We'll start by replacing his eyes.

Respiration scans read critical.

Human organs are at 9.8.

Fluid levels, 18.2.

You're not really human.

Mostly machine... You're not really human.

You're mostly machine... You're not really human.

You're not really human anymore, are you?

Or are you?

It took them six months

to put me back together.

Synthetic flesh, bio-engineered organs.

It always scared me that they might take out my soul,

and replace it with some goddamn matrix chip.

I ended up in this godforsaken place

on the edge of existence.

The kind of place where people on the run

go to be forgotten.

I was there to recuperate.

Cerveza, por favor.

Mind if I sit down?

I am Rosaria.

I'm not looking for company, lady.

I can see that, senor.

I've seen you around.

Not too many gringos come down here

without some kind of...

sad story.

No one's here without some kind of story.

Relax. I won't give away your hideout.

What do you want?

I want to get even.

Even?

With who, senor?

You, terrorist.

- Oh, shit! - Remember L.A.?

Hey!

I wanted to tell this terrorist

that I had given a lot of thought

to what she said back in L.A.

About whether I was more machine than human.

I wanted to tell her she started me thinking.

I really wanted to tell her all this.

But she was dead.

So instead I sat there listening to the sound

of approaching jet engines.

The kind of jet engines that LAPD use in their vehicles.

Not bad, but a little sloppy, Alex.

Looks like you're ready to go back to work.

The cyber transplants have really taken to you.

Can't tell what's real and what's synthetic.

- You'll be all machine soon. - Shut up, Sam.

Pack up, Alex. Rehab's over.

Farnsworth wants you back online.

I quit, and you tell Farnsworth that.

And if he doesn't like it,

I know he will find me and let me know.

To stop the pain.

Sam's right, nothing is mine anymore.

Nothing's been mine since I met you, Jared.

I didn't force you to enlist.

You and Farnsworth didn't give me much choice, did you?

We got you out of prison. That was the deal.

What's wrong, Alex?

You want me to tell Farnsworth he misjudged you?

That I misjudged you?

You can't handle the job, you've lost the edge.

You've become too emotional.

I can't feel anything anymore.

You turned me into a fucking machine.

I don't know what's right or wrong.

Since when did you care?

Maybe you should take the time

to find out what you care about, Alex.

I cared about you, once.

- I'm synthetic. - That's right.

And I thought you were real.

Well, I never said I wasn't.

Look,

there's a lot of us working to make

a bad world better. Remember that.

What do you care about a better world?

You're a cyborg.

I live here, too.

You're too obsessive Sam.

I'll give Farnsworth the bad news.

The next year was as grim as it gets.

I slipped into the black market network

that thrived in the New Rio grid.

I wanted to try my hand at smuggling,

but I guess I didn't really have the knack for it.

My deals... When I could get one...

usually ended up with someone getting dead.

Not a good thing for staying in business.

Just when I was about to give up on Brazil,

I got word this morning that some hotshot systems cowboy

wanted to see me.

It's about time, Marion.

You know you're making a simple deal very complicated.

Are you enjoying your retirement, Alex?

Still glad you quit being a cop?

I hear you've been dealing out on the line.

You've blown a lot of transactions, Alex.

Your rep in the Brazil triad is shit.

You're lucky I even took a chance on you.

So where's the Japanese tech with the chip?

He'll be here. Relax.

Well...

Help me relax, Marion.

Pull your hands out of your pockets,

where I can see them.

See?

There's nothing up my sleeves, Alex.

Don't worry, Alex. You're not gonna die.

L.A.P.D. will put you back together.

They want you for an assignment.

Farnsworth is here.

Let's go.

I also understand that the situation in Rio

was quite messy.

What are you talking about?

Well, I saw the reports.

- How is that possible? - I have my sources, you know.

You have some nerve looking into this.

Commissioner.

Gentlemen.

He used to be one of my best ops.

Get him out of there.

So I'm still alive for a reason, right?

You're too valuable to let go. I knew someday I might need you,

so we allowed you to retire. How was it?

Pretty fuckin' desperate, huh?

You're only good at one thing, Alex.

It's all you'll ever be good at.

You see that now, I think.

I hope you do, because I need your skills again.

And what makes you think I would help you?

Because when they put you back together last week,

they added a little something.

Your heart... A bomb.

Enough to make you disappear.

You're living on their time now.

So how do I stay alive, commissioner?

The American president and the Prime Minister of Japan

are meeting in L.A. in three days.

The security plans for the summit have been stolen.

I'd like to keep it quiet. I can't use anyone

in our department to retrieve the disks...

Too many goddamn Japanese around.

Ever since the U.S. and Japan merged,

it's been a fight to...

keep down these slant-eyed bastards.

This is just the kind of power play they are looking for.

To get rid of the commissioner.

I need you, Alex. I've been saving you

for something like this.

Sandrakes is good.

We're wasting our time, commissioner.

He's just a speed-loader now.

Listen to your queer, he's right, I can't do it.

Alex, you want to know

who has stolen the security plan?

Your ex-boss, your ex-lover.

Jared?

That synthetic bitch turned on us.

Gone renegade.

She's selling plans to a...

terrorist organization, "The Red Army Hammerheads."

Jared is hiding out in Java,

a low-tech shithole called Shang-Loo...

That is part of the Southwest Asian Hui.

Some second-class cyborg... What's the name?

- Julian. - Julian is fronting for her.

We know Jared's going to meet with...

The leader... Hammerheads.

We don't know who the leader is,

what he or she looks like.

But if you will bring back both,

- We can... - You go and get them.

We want you to do it, Alex.

You've got the experience. You know Jared.

You could talk her into giving up.

Convince the goddamn cyborg to correct her error.

Why did Jared steal the plan?

Go to Shang-Loo and find out for us.

Forget it.

You know the cliche, you racist asshole?

What's that?

"Pull it, and you'd better use it."

Give me an excuse.

Heh.

How's that one?

You haven't lost the edge, Alex.

Find someone else.

Remember the bomb in your heart, Alex!

You've got three days. The clock is running.

Take this one last assignment,

as a favor to me,

and I'll set you up, on a real retirement

with all the money and junk you could want.

He'll be here in a moment.

I think he accepted the story.

By the time he learns the truth, it'll be too late.

You still believe he can manage this?

He won't have to do much.

If he can walk, that's enough.

Besides, Jared won't let anyone else get near her.

There's no guarantee he'll try to find Jared.

He won't have a choice.

How's that?

I've sent Billy Moon to Shang-Loo.

Alex won't have to find Jared.

Billy will make sure she finds him.

Get him cleaned up.

Shang-Loo, Christ.

Immigration, asshole.

What do you see?

What's out there, Billy?

Nothing.

Just another tourist.

Undercover.

Ah.

Good.

Just another tourist, Billy?

I told you L.A.P.D. is sending a shark...

to stop me.

Sharks come in all shapes and sizes, Billy.

I told you that, didn't I?

Okay.

What are you gonna do about it?

Nothing, Billy.

Nothing for now.

Did I tell you how much I appreciate all the help

you've given me and Jared, Billy?

Did I thank you?

Ah, welcome to Shang-Loo, mister.

I am Yoshiro Han, proprietor

of the Shang-Loo hotel.

Room for one. How much?

5000 yen a night, for...

a regular suite.

However, a view of the volcano

can be yours for a measly 10,000 yen.

How much is 10,000 yen in American?

I'm terribly sorry, mister. We only accept yen.

American is so very... How you say?

Questionable, yes?

I'd better pass on that volcano.

What do you want, mister?

A someone in particular?

It's a busy time of year.

Lots of visitors.

Alex Rain?

Good fake name, yeah?

Give me the key.

Up the stairs, fifth door on the right.

And if you like, I can arrange guided tour

of the volcano, mister.

Yoshiro.

Alex Rain. Is he the one, Angie-san?

Easy enough to find out, no?

Hey! What's the matter you?

No more of their drugs.

If Farnsworth is going to kill me tomorrow,

I want to be clear.

I hope Jared really hurts L.A.P.D.,

I really do.

She can sell her data to the dog boys for all I care.

Damn.

He's a fuckin' speed-loader.

- Huh. - Maybe he's not the shark, Julian.

What do you think, Billy?

You think he's a shark?

I don't think they'd send a junkie.

Not on something this important.

It worries me, especially

with the exchange going on this afternoon.

Probably he's just here for the goddamn volcano.

I have to know.

Relax, baby.

I got you this far, right?

I'll run over later. I'll see if it's

this cop Alex Rain you're so concerned about.

Hey, I got you this far...

So relax.

Look, kill him later.

I want you to fuck me now.

Why did you do that?

You're insulting, Billy.

Michelle!

No, Julian...

Julian, what the fuck are you pulling, man?

I thought we had a goddamn deal.

I thought, uh...

Come on! Look, look now...

Please, don't do this. Damn it!

We had a goddamn motherfucking deal!

I'm your fuckin' partner in this!

I fuckin' set you up in Shang-Loo,

I fucking helped your ass!

Come on, we had a deal, you plasmo-sucking bitch!

Wait!

You helped a little too much, Billy.

How does an out-of-town hustler like you

get the inside scoop on undercover cops

and terrorists? Answer me that, huh?

How does it happen?

Look, I was just trying to help you, man.

Too bad the sensor read differently, Billy.

Too bad for you

it said you were L.A.P.D.

Angie-san, Room 16.

Room service.

Hey, how's it, bro'?

On behalf of the Shang-Loo welcome wagon,

I'd like to introduce my right arm, Fran Terry.

Angie-liv, yours truly.

Leave me alone.

Oh, I guess "leave me alone" means something different here.

Or are you too stupid to get it?

Bugger get smart mouth, eh?

Like that in a victim.

Make it easy on yourself, bro'. I'm the boss here.

Anybody smart mouth in Shang-Loo,

only if I say.

What are you looking for?

No, no. I ask the questions, Boy-san.

So why you here, brother?

To see the volcano.

Look, make it easy on yourself, bro'.

I can find a place on you that's still human.

Where you can still feel something, eh?

I'm just looking for someone, okay?

The holy cyborg from old California. Jared, yeah?

Yeah, we hear she stole something from the L.A.P.D.

What, they want send you down here to stop her

before she sells something to those terrorists?

The Red Army Hammerheads?

Since you know so much, maybe you can tell me

how to find Jared?

Hey bro', what?

Look like missing persons to you?

Hey, The Hammerheads, what you think of them, man?

- I don't. - Hammerheads are rebels, yeah?

They freedom fighters trying to stop

the spread of information systems.

The cyborg computers who will try

to enslave civilization.

Think of themselves as protectors of humankind.

You know, maybe you're one smart cop.

Maybe too smart for cop, brother.

Maybe, just maybe,

you're one sharp motherfucker.

That's a lot of maybes.

Look stop it now, I'm telling you the truth.

Why, gaijin?

Because I'm going to be dead in two days.

I've got something inside me.

- Oh, shit! Inside you? - Bomb, yeah?

Yeah, that's right. When I get close to Jared.

I got a feeling I'm going to become colorful.

So stop fucking with me!

Surgery by surgery, brother.

Getting more machine than human.

How you feel about that?

I didn't have any choice.

Sad, yeah?

At least I'm still alive.

Won't make any difference you no care, brother.

Just make sure you stay away from me,

in case your bomb get accident.

Next time...

I'll kill all of you motherfuckers.

Ling-kun,

Let's go get plate lunch.

Hey Julian, who the fuck are these guys?

Who cares?

Oooh!

You're not the maid, are you?

Bring him in here, Michelle!

Did you hear what I said? He's checked out.

It only works if you load it, stupid.

Thanks for the tip.

Michelle...

Jared said you were someone I could trust.

She said you were... Different.

Who the hell are you?

Someone that can help you find Jared

though I apologize for Michelle's unorthodox methods,

but I needed to run a scan on you,

with a respirator sensor,

just to make sure Jared wasn't overly optimistic

about your allegiance.

I don't really care what your scan says...

We can't really talk.

Farnsworth's got a surveillance unit

implanted in your right eye.

He can hear and see everything you do.

So you want me to tear out my eyeball?

Jared came up with

a slightly less drastic measure.

- I trusted Jared once... - Yeah, and she betrayed you.

- Yeah, she betrayed me... - She did it for a good reason!

It wasn't her reason.

There is more at stake than your feelings.

There always was. Now are you gonna help us?

You're a goddamned cyborg. Why should I help you?

And you're a pathetic, fucking speed-loader!

Look, I don't want to depend on you!

I don't want to have to rely on you!

Jared gave up her life believing we needed you.

So she's dead?

Look, are you going to trust me, Alex?

There's no more fucking time!

Okay, do it.

All right, Alex.

- Now this is gonna... - Sting a little? I know.

No, actually,

it's gonna hurt like a motherfucker.

Just do it.

Hold still!

We're busted. Let's go pick them up.

You know, she's not really dead.

- What do you mean? - Jared was caught leaving L.A.

She suffered major wounds to her housing.

Her body died a few hours after she got here.

So she's gone?

Her body is, but not her data.

Jared's mind and soul, Alex.

The database was transferred to her memory banks.

Take Jared

to The Red Army Hammerheads.

A meeting's been set for today at sundown,

on top of the volcano.

They'll wait there until the sun vanishes,

then they're gone. And with them,

our best chance to stop Farnsworth.

All units, move to preset positions.

Scan coordinates

for any terrorist support activity.

Welcome to Shang-Loo, gentlemen.

Why did Jared do this?

Ask her yourself.

Plug her into this computer.

You'll be able to talk to her.

Team two, report.

Team two in position.

You know I've got

an encoded explosive in my heart?

That will scramble the signals they try to send the bomb.

You're safe for now. As they decode the jammer in your shoulder,

the lights go out.

When all five are gone... Boom.

Why did you need me?

Jared said you were the best.

That you'd have a better chance of making it.

Why are you helping Jared?

I want to matter.

I want it to mean something that I lived.

Isn't that what life's all about?

They are trapped... Sitting ducks.

Ah.

Team three, report.

This is Team three set.

On your command, lockup will commence in 15 seconds.

We can get out the back way,

through the bathroom window.

Go on! Get out! I'll cover you.

Argh!

Well, it's an exciting resort.

A deep layer scan

confirms that Jared was in the room with Alex,

Commissioner.

Julian must have Jared on disk.

Shit!

There's a jam on Alex's charge is holding.

The techs here say it will take six to 12 hours

to decode the scrambler Julian put in him.

We haven't got six hours.

The Hammerheads, they could have the data by then.

Ja.

Sam, look at this.

Julian, wait.

I believe you've left something behind.

Wait, Julian, here.

Let me help.

You've already erased your memory banks.

Disciplined to the last.

But there's nothing I want anyway in your auxiliary program.

You'll be found out soon.

Not if we kill everyone that knows.

You always were

an extremist, Sam.

You were a shitty cyborg.

You were never one of us.

Killing all the humans...

isn't going to make you any more real.

I am real.

Commissioner,

we got a little trace image

from the hotel's recorder.

Not much, but have a look.

Take Jared to The Red Army Hammerheads.

A meeting's been set...

Hey, Sam...

I'll be back.

I don't think so.

That's it. The sound is ionized.

Alex has Jared with him.

We've got him now.

If the techs can decode the jammer.

This agent has a knack for survival, hasn't he?

Developed quite a reputation

while he was online, eh?

Alex Rain will be destroyed, somehow, some way.

He's human, after all.

We'll track him on foot.

He'll try to meet with the hammerheads.

Billy said it was going to happen that way.

We'll find the rest.

Well, I hope so.

Jared, can you hear me?

Welcome to Shang-Loo.

Is julian with you?

No. Why did you turn against the L.A.P.D.?

You believed in them.

Not against L.A.P.D...

Against...

Commissioner Farnsworth.

So he's not the nicest guy in the whole world...

No. Commissioner Farnsworth has been replaced.

What do you mean, "replaced"?

I just saw him down in Baja.

You saw a cyborg duplicate.

He's dead.

She was retro-cloned into a perfect,

cell-for-cell duplicate of Farnsworth.

Impossible to detect with existing scans.

State of the art.

Sam intends to replace humans with cyborgs.

Which humans?

All humans, Alex.

Sam has to be stopped, before she starts a war

between cyborgs and humankind.

Well, you're a cyborg.

Why don't you side with them?

- Sam is wrong. - And that's it?

Isn't that enough?

We've got him in sector six.

- There he is! - Get him!

Give it up!

Alex!

Fuck you!

- What? - Not you, Jared.

Come on, I want an answer out of you!

Where is he?

No, no.

Have you seen him?!

Please, don't shoot!

No more, please!

Teach you to fuck with me,

you fucking cyborgs!

Streets aren't safe anymore.

Can't even go to the market

without meeting some punk.

Shang-Loo takes no shit.

I love this town.

Alex?

I stole data on labs doing the cloning,

and who's been duplicated so far.

The Hammerheads can destroy labs and duplicates.

That's why she sent you, Alex.

You were their only chance to locate me.

Sam planted that dermo-bomb in you,

hoping you'd get close enough to me

to take us both out.

But Julian planted the jammer in you.

Farnsworth techs are working now to decode it.

There isn't much time left...

For either of us.

Jared, who's the leader Of the Hammerheads?

I don't know.

You know, I don't know why I'm helping you, Jared.

Because you know what's right...

And what's wrong,

and you care.

Yeah.

For what it's worth, Alex...

I loved you.

Yeah, terrific. Cyborg love.

It takes more than flesh and blood

to be human, Alex.

I'll talk to you later, Jared.

Go on, I'll cover you.

Move! Let's go!

I'm coming to get you, Alex.

Shit, another 5%.

Hold on, Jared, I'll get you to the volcano.

Heads up!

You are a very energetic human.

Follow me.

Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Who is that girl?

Only three lights left. Shit.

Running out of time, huh?

Goddamn L.A.P.D. assholes!

The governor of Java, he gives them permission

to come here, and fugitive hunt,

and then they think they can just blow the whole fucking place up!

I saw you leave your room.

Through the floor, that's very slick.

Who the fuck are you?

Max Impact.

Local guide.

For the tourists, sir?

Angie-san told me about you.

He gave me your contract of service.

Does it really look like I'm a tourist to you?

Well, I've got to admit,

the hotel deal threw me a little.

Pretty radical escape, though.

No matter what your business is in Shang-Loo,

you gonna need a guide, eh?

Well, I'm your girl.

Please, Alex-san, come on.

I really need the job.

And you need my help too, no?

Looks pretty busy in Shang-Loo right now.

Please, Alex-san, come on.

You don't even have to tip me,

or pay me the bump for illegal acts, eh?

You can even scan me if you'd like.

See if i'm telling you the truth, huh?

Sorry, Alex-san,

but the big boss wanted to see you.

And we know you're not coming,

unless invited special-like, eh?

Thought you were going to leave me alone, Angie?

Cyborgs really fuck things up, yeah?

Specially when they turn renegade

and no tell nobody.

So you know about Farnsworth?

Like I told you, Alex-san...

it's the information age, brother.

Relax, Alex.

If I, like, steal the disk from you,

you never wake up, bro'.

Take it as a sign of good faith.

Good faith on what, Angie?

I want you to help me.

Your reputation as a hitter

is quite renowned in the community.

You have systems access like nobody else.

Who needs someone like you?

The Hammerheads, huh?

Yes.

The last of them, Alex-san.

I need your help with the cyborgs.

They're replacing the humans and we can't tell

who's real and who's not.

How can you trust him, Angie-san?

He should die for what he's done!

Max is right, Alex-san.

You've done many terrible things.

You killed her sister.

Baja. Last year.

I thought I was enforcing the law.

And what do you think now?

Bomb!

Get down, bro'!

No die on me!

Come on, cowboy, Angie-san needs help.

I thought you wanted me dead.

Later! Right now, I need you make others dead.

Let's have that disk, Angie-san.

No!

Ah.

You're the last of them, Angie-san.

No more Hammerhead bosses.

I want you to die knowing you've lost.

It's over for the humans.

Someone will come and replace me.

There is no one else.

I'll finish it right here and now.

Fuck you.

Ja, doc...

I love to watch you work.

Thanks a lot.

It's over, Max, we've won.

We've won, Max.

Not finished!

Nothing finished!

Angie trusted me.

He was old and tired. He was scared.

The whole thing's gotten so big.

There's another cyborg runnin' the real deal.

Angie didn't know who,

or how big the operation really is.

He'd think he needs someone like you to take them out, huh?

And you don't?

You killed my sister,

motherfucker!

If you want to kill me, just do it.

You need me, Max.

I have to meet Yoshiro at the volcano now.

Let's go and visit the volcano now.

Come on! Come on, Max, let's go!

The fucking humans.

Fuck!

Give me your hand.

Argh!

What's going on, brother?

Nothing, Max, nothing.

Come on, let's go.

I picked up their trail, commissioner.

Subgroups three and four

engage primary target on east/west coordinates.

They've got to be around here somewhere. In pursuit.

Commissioner,

team eight has lock on primary target.

I think I've got him. It won't be long now.

Oof!

Team eight, report!

Aaah!

My, we've got a lot of energy today, don't we, Alex?

What happened to our speed-loading junkie?

We're not the bad guys, Alex.

We just want what's right.

The humans treat us like things.

They fail to understand that we think,

feel, care...

It's not our fault we're alive.

I don't understand why you would help them.

In time, the humans will destroy themselves,

and this precious earth.

They have no appreciation of what we have.

You're really more like us, Alex.

More machine than human.

Join us.

Never.

Come on.

State of the fucking art, Alex!

The weapon!

Get in, Max! Come on!

Cargo bay!

What was that?

L... I don't know!

State of the art, Alex!

Give it up, Alex.

See Alex, you're not human. You're one of us.

Fuck you!

Hold on, Max!

Alex, you can't win. Jared belongs to us.

You belong to us. We own you.

We paid for every part of you.

Then take it! It's yours anyway!

No-oo!

All right, this shouldn't take long.

Okay...

Here we go.

Alex, are you there?

I'm right here, Jared.

So...

you pulled it off.

Even got rid of the bomb in my heart.

Excuse me? We don't have much time for the download.

When I'm downloaded,

I'll lose my memory,

all my programming...

Everything?

You'll only exist as pure data.

I will be dead?

In a sense that's correct. But...

Not like a human.

- Alex? - Yes, Jared?

Before I go...

Farnsworth asked me to tell you,

he left a letter. It's at your old drop.

Are you crying, Alex?

You see?

You can care.

Goodbye, Alex.

Get me the hell out of here.

Having a bad day, Germaine?

It's not over, Alex.

There are many more of us.

More than you can terminate.

But I've been doing a pretty damn good job of it.

Haven't I, Germaine?

I don't believe this.

Amazing what a tech retard can do,

when he really puts his mind to it.

And that's what I've done.

- I put my mind to it. - Let me go...

And I'll tell you what you need to know to find two more.

I don't think you have anything I want to know, Germaine.

Alex, please.

You know, you were right about my dirty deals.

Wh-what deals?

People die, Germaine.

You see, Germaine,

When I pull it, I use it.

"Alex,

by the time you read this, most likely I will be dead.

If you are reading this,

You know about the cyborg conspiracy

that has somehow grown up around us.

Jared and I have worked it out to stop what we know of it.

But to really end this terrible thing,

you need someone quite remarkable.

It needs you, Alex.

I haven't been kind in my handling of you,

but it's not a kind world, is it?

Some of us just aren't meant to lead happy lives."

Ready, Alex-san?

Yeah, I'm ready now, Max.

So, where are we gonna start, eh?

At the beginning.

Well, then that means we're going to New York.

Tell me something now, Alex-san...

How are we going to get you through

the airport metal detectors?

Piece by piece, Max.

It's a crazy time we live in, huh, Alex-san?

- Should we take him out now? - Why not.