Death Machine

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Oh, it's all yours.

This is out of my league.

Relax, Chief.

We'll take it from here.

No! Aahh!

There he is...

The ultimate soldier.

No mercy, no pity.

No fear.

Oh yeah.

Save it.

They'll glitch, then overload

and shut down.

Help me!

Happens every time.

Everything's under

control, Dixon.

Out of sight, and completely

out of mind, do you get my meaning?

I understand completely, sir.

Needs of national security.

That's good, Dixon.

That's very good.

You've done a great job.

Just make sure

that nobody saw nothin'.

National security.

Thank you, ma'am.

He was pounding the wall

like a road jig or something,

just... over and over again,

like a-an automatic, and just--

Are you trying to tell us

that this was a man?

- A human being?

- Oh, definitely.

A man machine!

The new reports add weight

to the accusations

leveled at the Chaank

Armaments Corporation,

by a growing alliance

of humanist organizations,

who insist that

Chaank is, quote:

The original allegations arose

after the horrific death

of Joint Chief Executive

Bob Nicholson,

currently unexplained.

And tonight are still

fueling demonstrations

outside Chaank's

downtown facility.

Chaank kills children!

Chaank kills children!

Chaank kills children!

Chaank kills children!

Wait!

Wait!

Miss Cale, can we

have a statement?

I understand the deep,

emotional reactions

to allegations

of illegal projects.

But I assure you,

a full public disclosure

will be made

by this corporation.

And all your questions

will be answered.

Earlier today, a Chaank

spokesman said he believed

that new Joint Chief Executive

Hayden Cale's impressive reputation

would bring an end

to the public disquiet.

Miss Cale, are you aware

that under the '94 FOI revision

all new exoctic projects must

be disclosed to congress?

Of course

she is aware!

Chaank isa responsible corporation

with a clear world vision.

As a Chief Executive yourself,

Mr. Ridley.

does that vision include

systematic law breaking?

We know our maxim:

Hard technology for a hard world.

If it wasn't for people like us,

you'd all be speaking Russian.

So how did

this report get out?

There's a leak somewhere,

we tried to stomp on it, but...

F*** the leak!

Now our alleged involvement

made prme time last night.

You gotta

can the stations.

Easier said than done

with the new syndicators.

Then find the leak,

and plug him.

Her.

I'm the leak.

Well, that's stunningly

noble, Cale.

But we're not

selling hamburgers.

Your behavior

on camera and off

is not proven conducive

to better public relations.

That's a mutual

observation, Scott.

And irrelevant.

GSE has imposed me to

clean under your carpets,

and rest assured,

I suck like an Electrolux.

Incidentally,

I speak Russian.

- I'm gonna sit down now.

- You're a Chief Executive.

Start acting like it.

All right.

One:

This corporation's belligerent stance

in it's attempts to surpress the media

are breeding rumor and protest.

So I'm sure you'll all agree

that a public disclosure would be

preferable to an other outburts

on the networks

or syndicators.

- Two...

- This is a moot discussion anyway.

The Hardman project

just doesn't work.

We're recommending

a complete shutdown.

- What are you talking about?

- It's fundamentally flawed.

- John.

- Direct cerebral downloading

- generates collateral errors.

- John.

I've explained this

to Dante over and over.

- John.

- You know how excitable he gets.

- John!

- What! What!

Shut the f*** up.

Did I just hear right?

Am I to understand

that those demonstrators outside

- might actually have a point?

- You should understand--

I want every suspect project

shut down!

I want all the details

on my desk tonight,

and I want Dante fired

right now.

With respect, Miss Cale,

he's an invaluable asset.

He never submits reports,

he illegally orders supplies,

he's working secretly in Vault Ten,

and he's not here now!

I vote we kick him out.

You should understand

that you're one of us now.

Are you still itching?

Those monitors take

a while to get used to.

Listen, thread carefully

around Dante.

- Are you threatening me?

- No.

Read Nicholson's file.

Hi, Hayden. I just

spoke with Jack Dante.

He says

he'll see you now.

He'll see me?

Great.

Excuse me, which way

to Engineering?

Uh...

What are you doing in here?

This is my room.

Well, keep it clean.

Get out of my room.

When I say I wanna see you,

I expect you to come to my office.

- Who are you?

- Hayden Cale.

I run this corporation.

Oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

The boss lady.

Yeah.

Don't I know you?

I want to see

what you're doing in Vault Ten.

Entry is rated

Dual Code Access.

You've got to get Ridley to swipe

his card the same time as yours.

- So how do you do it?

- I'm smart.

Show me.

What does the number

7796452 mean to you?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Dont recognize your own

com link number?

How about account ident?

213-95234-C containing

7,852,320 dollars and 27 cents...

...I believe.

How did you

get that information?

Same way I got your address,

1011 Century Plaza,

same way I could get your

door code if I wanted to:

Hacking!

I've got all the best gear

right here.

I can find out

anything I want.

Stay out of my files.

Oh, well, I think I'm going

to find out all about you...

...Miss Cale.

I understand the deep

emotional response--

I-I-I understand--

...the deep emotional re--

...deep emotional respo-response--

...to allegations of--

...illegal projects.

Where you been?

Been gettin' provisions.

See, B?

Goods.

All right.

And...

Wang!

Almost forgot.

I got this

from Morse today.

Scott Ridley.

Also know as the Rat.

I want you...

...to implant that

on your brain.

And of course, the lovely Cale,

Nicholson's replacement.

They are the target.

Whe should have hid

right after Nicholson croaked.

But we didn't.

You gotta learn patience.

Now remember

these faces.

The core containment

can not be opened

without their D-Lock

sequences.

We just ought to

play the Cutter.

- It's 90 minutes max.

- It'll never work.

- Two hours minimum.

- In any case we only use the Cutter

if they refuse to spill.

- They won't.

- They will.

And so...

...the weird turned pro.

- We can't just ignore him!

- Watch me.

Fine! Then just give me your card,

and I'll deal with Dante.

You can go home

and shed your skin!

F*** you!

Why don't you go back to your

ten million dollar apartment

and play with

your f***ing cat, huh?

You're as morally reprehensible

as the rest of us.

He could be building

anything down there.

Nicholson did what you're doing.

You read the autopsy.

- Shark attack.

- In this f***ing building?

He was chewed to death.

His body was covered

in synthetic lubricants, and

all Dante ever said is he's building

the "meanest motherfucking

frontline morale destroyer ever".

In his words.

And you wanna

keep him busy?

I just wanna

stay alive.

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