Bicentennial Man Page #8

[Stomach Growling]

-What was that?

-That's your stomach growling.

You're hungry.

[Flatulence]

-Was that me?

-Yes.

-I thought it was you.

-No, it wasn't me.

Really? Ooh. Do you do that?

Sometimes.

Quieter than that.

-Ah. I'll have to have Rupert

make me a muffler.

-[Laughing]

Mm-hmm.

It's wonderful. It's wonderful--

the taste and the texture both.

You know, it's marvelous.

I know this will be my fourth helping,

but may I please have some more?

Pig--very smart animal.

Obviously not that smart

if it ends up as bacon.

I feel like I'm eating my way

through the entire food chain.

Thank you.

What?

What's wrong?

If we're together--

you and me--

we'll never be accepted.

Because I'm not human.

That will not do.

I will have to get started.

Started with what?

The next step.

I love you.

Wish me luck.

[Man]

Andrew Martin, step forward, please.

So, Mr. Martin,

you would like us to pass a bill...

declaring you

a human being.

Yes, specifically

the ability to marry...

-a fellow human being.

-I see.

We have to face

the undeniable fact...

that no matter how much

you may be like a human being,

you are not part

of the human gene pool.

You are outside of it entirely.

You are something else,

something artificial.

Sir, what about all the real people

wading in the gene pool...

who have bodies

full of prosthetic devices,

many of which I have invented.

You yourself, sir,

have one of my kidneys, do you not?

Are you not in some way artificial,

at least in part?

In part, yes.

Well, then,

I'm human in part.

Which part, Andrew?

This one, sir.

I see. And here?

It is true I am still equipped

with a positronic brain.

And because of that

positronic brain,

you are,

for all accounts, immortal.

Yes, sir.

Well, Andrew, society can tolerate

an immortal robot,

but we will never tolerate

an immortal human.

It arouses

too much jealousy,

too much anger.

I'm sorry, Andrew.

This court cannot and will not

validate your humanity.

I hereby bring an end

to these proceedings.

It is the decision

of this court...

that Andrew Martin

from this day forward...

will continue

to be declared a robot--

a mechanical machine,

nothing more.

One is glad to be of service.

Andrew, I have to tell you...

I'm beginning to feel

not so sure.

-About us?

-No.

-Next week will be my 75th birthday.

-I know, and you look 50.

-Thank you.

-A spectacular 50.

-But I don't feel 50.

-Your body does.

Last night was amazing.

What was that called again?

-Shut up and listen to me.

-Sorry.

-And don't give me that look.

I'm not ordering you around.

-Whatever you say.

-Please don't be agreeable.

-I'm not being agreeable.

I can be if you want.

Oh, goddamn it, Andrew,

I'm trying to tell you

something important here.

[Sighing]

I'm not going

to live forever.

Yes, you will.

That's why I invented--

No, no, I won't always take

your D.N.A. elixirs.

I won't have

all my organs replaced.

Eventually I'm going

to wear out.

-And I want to.

-Why would you want to leave?

There's an...

order to things.

Human beings are meant to be here

for a certain time and then pass on.

That's what's right.

I see.

-There's just one problem, Portia.

-What?

I couldn't stand

to live without you.

Andrew, people grow

through time,

but then, of course, for you time

is a completely different proposition.

For you,

time is endless.

There's only one thing to do.

[Whirring]

Galatea, my dear,

where are we?

The transfusion

is almost complete.

Is that so?

just goes to show you,

Andrew,

somebody becomes

a human being,

sooner or later,

they do something monumentally stupid.

You've been

a great example, Rupert.

How quickly will the blood

degrade my system?

Oh, I don't know.

You exercise, eat right,

I'd say 30, 40 years.

That's a little vague, chief.

You don't know exactly

how long I'll last?

Sorry.

Welcome to

the human condition.

Andrew Martin--

I have always tried

to make sense of things.

There must be some reason

I am as I am.

As you can see,

Madam Chairman,

I am no longer immortal.

You have arranged

to die?

In a sense, I have.

I am growing old,

and my body is deteriorating,

and, like all of you,

it will eventually cease

to function.

As a robot,

I could've lived forever.

But I tell you all today,

I would rather die a man...

than live for all eternity

as a machine.

Why do you want this?

To be acknowledged...

for who and what I am--

no more, no less.

Not for acclaim,

not for approval.

The simple truth

of that recognition--

this has been the elemental drive

of my existence,

and it must be achieved,

if I am to live or die...

with dignity.

Mr. Martin,

what you are

asking for is...

extremely complex

and controversial.

It will not be

an easy decision.

I must ask

for your patience...

while I take the necessary time

to make a determination...

of this extremely

delicate matter.

I await your decision,

Madam Chairman.

Thank you

for your patience.

We tried.

Is it almost time?

In a few minutes.

It doesn't matter

what the World Congress says.

Why do you need

their approval?

Old habit.

I started my existence

as a robot.

I still like to be told

certain things.

It's time.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Ms. Marjorie Bota,

President

of the World Congress.

According to records

of the NorthAm Robotics Company,

the robot,

also known as Andrew Martin,

was powered up at 5:15 p.m.,

on April 3, 2005.

In a few hours,

he will be 200 years old,

which means that,

with the exception of Methuselah

and other biblical figures,

Andrew is the oldest living

human being in recorded history.

For it is

by this proclamation...

that I validate his marriage

to Portia Charney...

and acknowledge his humanity.

[Sighs]

Andrew?

I'm sorry

he didn't see it.

Maybe he didn't need to.

Could you do me a favor?

Would you mind

unplugging me?

That's an order.

Thank you, Galatea.

As the great Andrew Martin

used to say,

"One is glad to be of service."

I'll see you soon.

Laugh and cry

Live and die

Life is a dream

We all dream it

Day by day

I find my way

Look for the soul

And the meaning

Then you look at me

And I always see

What I have been

searching for

I'm lost as can be

Then you look at me

And I am not lost anymore

People run

Sun to sun

Caught in their lives

Ever flowing

One sweet dawn

Life goes till it's gone

We have to go

Where it's going

Then you look at me

And I always see

What I have been

searching for

I'm lost as can be

Then you look at me

And I am not lost

Anymore

And you say you see

When you look at me

The reason

you love life so

Though lost I have been

I find love again

And life just keeps

on running

And life just keeps

on running

You look at me

And life holds love for

You

For

You

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