RoboCop Page #5

- Wait a second!

- He's a cop, for God's sake!

- You can't do that!

- We have orders to destroy it.

- Aw, sh*t!

- You're maniacs!

Fire at will!

Move in!

Murphy! Murphy, it's me.

Lewis.

Lieutenant, level three!

He's on level three!

Open fire!

It's back.

Big is back. Because bigger is better.

Good evening. I'm Jesse Perkins.

with Casey Wong.

Top story:
Santa Barbara.

were scorched in an instant

when a laser cannon aboard

the Strategic Defense Peace Platform

misfired today during

routine startup tests. Casey?

It was a day of mourning for the families

of 113 people known dead at this hour.

among them two former United States

presidents who had retired in the area.

A day of mourning for a country.

Police union representatives and OCP

continue negotiations today

in hopes of averting

a city-wide strike by police.

scheduled to begin tomorrow at midnight.

Justin Ballard-Watkins has more.

They're still on duty.

but what about tomorrow?

That's what we asked people in

the crime-plagued Lexington area.

They're public servants. They got job

security. They're not supposed to strike.

It's a free society.

Except there ain't nothin' free.

because there's no guarantees.

You're on your own.

It's the law of the jungle.

Hiya... Barbara.

Listen, I'm here to see Dick Jones.

But when I'm done,

I've got some free time.

Maybe you could... fit me in.

He's expecting you, Mr Boddicker.

You can keep the gum.

Hey, Dickie boy. How's tricks?

- That thing is still alive.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

The officer who arrested you.

The one you spilled your guts to.

Take a look at my face, Dick.

He was trying to kill me.

He's a cyborg, you idiot!

He recorded every word you said.

His memory is admissible as evidence.

You involved me.

You're gonna have to kill it.

Well, listen, chief.

Your company built the f***ing thing.

Now I gotta deal with it?

I don't have time for this bullshit.

Suit yourself. But Delta City

begins construction in two months.

That's two million workers

living in trailers.

That means drugs, gambling, prostitution.

Virgin territory for the man

who knows how to open up new markets.

One man could control it all, Clarence.

Well, I guess we're gonna

be friends after all,

Richard.

Destroy it.

We're gonna need some major fire power.

You got access to military weaponry?

We practically are the military.

- Did you bring the gun?

- The precinct was deserted.

Half the force didn't

show up for work today.

Everyone else walks out at midnight.

I guess we're on strike.

I wasn't sure what you needed.

I sort of grabbed things.

Your gun.

You asked for this.

I brought you some food.

No, thank you. I'm not hungry.

You may not like what

you're going to see.

It's really good to see you again, Murphy.

Murphy had a wife and son.

What happened to them?

Well, after the funeral, she moved away.

Where did they go?

She thought you were dead.

She started over again.

I can feel them.

But I can't remember them.

Leave me alone.

Happy birthday. Dave.

She's from me.

Well. hey. can I have you both?

Sure! We've had our shots.

I'd buy that for a dollar.

Hey, Emil. How's the "Grey Bar Hotel"?

Not bad. They let me keep the shirt.

And nobody popped my cherry.

Emil, how you doin', man?

Good to see you.

Hey, hey! First they

let me out of jail for free.

Then what do I find in the prison

parking lot but a brand new 6000 SUX?

Still got the factory sticker on it.

Hey, Clarence. Joey's got

a car just like yours, man.

Yo, Clarence.

What do you think, buddy?

What have you got there, Clarence, huh?

Whoa, a new toy! Can I play?

- Watch this.

- Wait a minute. Clarence. Clarence!

Aw, sh*t!

- F***!

- Nice car, Joe.

Let me try that.

The Cobra Assault Cannon.

State-of-the-art bang-bang.

I like it!

- Give it up, f*ggot. Let a man do this.

- Get your own!

Come on!

Do it, Emil!

Heads up, you guys.

He's in the steel mill. Let's go.

All right, cut the horseshit!

We're movin' out!

- Come on, Emil. Get your ass in the van.

- Come on, lard-ass. Let's move it.

I'll get you, f*ggot!

What are you doing?

My targeting system is a little messed up.

Can I help you?

Aim for me.

- Are you locked in now?

- Yes.

A little more to the left.

Here.

- I figure that's dead on.

- Thank you.

Come on, man, let's smoke 'em.

The wrecking crew is here!

Where is that metallic motherf***er?

Zip it up, man.

Nothin' fancy. Just kill him.

Emil! In the van.

- You should get out of here now.

- Hey, we're partners.

Get the car.

- Damn it. Sh*t.

- Looking for me?

Cut him off!

Go on, cut him off!

Go! Go!

OK! Now I gotcha!

Sh*t.

- Help me.

- Don't touch me, man!

Help me.

Sh*t.

- Bye-bye, baby.

- Clarence!

OK. I give up.

- I'm not arresting you any more.

- Hey, hey. Now wait a second.

Wait a minute. You're taking this

kinda personal, aren't you?

Come on, man.

You're making me nervous.

You can't do this.

Don't mess around. Hey.

Come on, man, don't get cute.

- Die, you bastard!

- Yeah!

Yeah, all right!

I got him, Clarence!

Sayonara, RoboCop.

Lewis!

Lewis!

Murphy, I'm a mess.

They'll fix you.

They fix everything.

The police strike could work for us.

By the end of the week we can have

ED-209s in place in the city

and expect immediate public support.

I've got one downstairs,

guarding the building now.

You are illegally parked

on private property.

You have 20 seconds

to move your vehicle.

Because this corporation will live up

to the guiding principles of its founder.

Courage. Strength. Conviction.

We will meet each new challenge

with the same aggressive attitude.

- How can we help you, Officer?

- Dick Jones is wanted for murder.

This is absurd. That thing

is a violent mechanical psychopath.

My program will not allow me to act

against an officer of this company.

These are serious charges.

What is your evidence?

I had to kill Bob Morton

because he made a mistake.

Now it's time to erase that mistake.

I had to kill Bob Morton

because he made a mistake.

Now it's time to erase that mistake.

Get up! I want a chopper. Now!

We will walk to the roof very calmly.

I will board the chopper with my hostage.

Anybody tries to stop me,

the old geezer gets it.

Dick, you're fired!

Thank you.

Nice shootin', son. What's your name?

Murphy.

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