RoboCop 2 Page #3

She's screening psychotics, sir.

Murderers.

We aren't planning to build a toy,

Johnson.

Faxx knows what she's doing.

She's keeping Robocop offline.

It's a public-relations disaster.

You've got to learn to look

at the larger picture. The foreclosure.

You must know how important

that is to us.

With Robocop out of commission, the

chaos down there will increase...

...and the odds the city will fall

into our hands.

But a competent executive would find a way

to deal with the corporate image problem.

Couldn't agree with you more,

Mr. Johnson.

Fortunately, I have found a way.

Yes, Ms. Faxx and I have

already discussed it.

I know you'll help

to implement her ideas.

Of course, sir. Whatever I can do.

Anything else?

- Coffee?

- No, thank you.

Don't forget your shoes

on the way out.

He's my patient and critical.

I must stay with him.

We'll let you know when we need you.

Nobody on your staff has my experience

with him. You need me.

We don't need anybody.

"We." Who the hell are "we"?

You're a lawyer who knows nothing!

You're exactly this far

from getting fired, babe.

Shyster!

He's one of mine.

I want him back on his feet.

Maybe he will be,

or maybe we'll just sell the parts for scrap.

That's up to us.

You see, Robocop's off warranty.

Robocop's command program...

...his set of directives...

It determines his behavior.

It's time to update the program...

...and I would like to hear

from each one of you.

It's about time they asked us.

We're getting a lot of heat

from parents' groups.

Personally, I don't blame them.

I'm a parent.

All that destructive behavior.

He's become a role model

for our children.

- Now, what are we teaching them?

- You have a point.

If he talked things out with people

instead of firing that gun.

Couldn't he take a little time

to address environmental issues?

What was that?

He could speak out

on environmental issues.

Don't see any reason why not.

For all the shooting he does...

...I've never once seen him take the time

to do anything nice...

...like visit an orphanage.

- You're absolutely right.

Or help a cat out of a tree...

...or go door to door collecting

for the Red Cross...

...or maybe even roasting some

marshmallows with some Cub Scouts.

Why, Mr. Johnson, that is wonderful.

Thank you so much.

- It's no good. The program isn't uploading.

- He's resisting.

There's too much data.

- No, it's him. Leave him to me, Schenk.

- I can't... It's not going to work!

You're wasting valuable time.

- Don't resist us.

- Let me up.

I must go.

Go where?

Do what? Go dancing? Fall in love?

What is it you think you are?

Alex Murphy.

That's a delusion.

It's a glitch in your system.

Alex Murphy is dead.

Take away the metal and wires,

you're just a couple chunks on a table.

You're not even a corpse.

What are you?

Respond.

I am Officer Alex Murphy...

...Detroit Police Department.

That won't do.

What are you?

Robocop. Crime Prevention Unit.

OCP.

Better. Much better.

I type it. You think it.

You type it. I think it.

What a wonderful opportunity

you represent.

Psychotherapy, it's such a...

It's a slow, clumsy practice.

But with you this is so simple.

Direct.

You're lucky.

We can do in moments with you what

would take years with a human patient.

I'm really very lucky.

You're free. You're free from doubt.

Free from having to make painful choices.

I am free.

He's ready.

Uploading command program.

I am so glad we had this chance

to dialogue.

Look at you. It's like you're brand-new.

Thank you. Thank you.

You really had us worried there, Murphy.

I'm touched.

Get this guy.

He's touched.

That's enough. All of you,

back to your posts. Come on. Let's go.

How you feeling, Murphy?

I'm just fine, Warren.

Thank you for asking.

Let's get you downstairs.

I want to see what those amateurs

at OCP screwed up.

Pity. It's a beautiful morning.

Shame to waste it.

- Ready for duty, partner?

- You betcha.

- Let's go.

- Nothing I'd rather do.

He sounds terrific.

Something's wrong.

Harder!

It's Robo!

Everybody out the back door!

- It's locked!

- It won't open!

Murph, wake up, will you?

Good morning.

Come on, take him out.

I think we should talk.

What's with you, Murph?

- Where'd they go?

- "Where'd they go?"

They're still here,

the little bastards!

Hands up! Let's go! Everybody up!

Move it. Up against the wall.

Let's go.

Hands on top of your heads.

Nobody move.

You are under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will

be used against you...

...in a court of law.

- He's dead, Murphy.

- You have the right...

- You're reading Miranda to a corpse!

I'm having trouble.

Oh, my.

This isn't very nice.

Though you may think

you're having fun now...

...you only hurt the one you love.

Think of Mom and Dad.

What kind of lesson are

you teaching them?

And now, a word on nutrition.

Sh*t! He's f***ed up!

Bad language makes for bad feelings.

Let's go!

The point is...

...we all have to work.

I haven't finished.

Hit the gas, Murphy.

The posted limit is 35.

We should set an example, Anne.

Your hair looks lovely that way.

It's OCP. They did something to you.

I'm fine.

Isn't the moon wonderful tonight?

It's still daytime.

It's the thought that counts.

Oh, Jesus, we're heading back

to the station. That's all there is to it.

What the hell are you doing?!

Waste makes haste...

...for time is fleeting.

A rolling stone is worth

two in the bush.

Go f*** a refrigerator, pecker neck!

Bad language makes for bad feelings.

You're nuts!

Murphy, come on, let's go.

Come on!

Back!

Thank you for not smoking.

Well, there it is. It's OCP.

They screwed him up.

He must be going out of his mind.

It's not as if he can just say no.

They put all this nonsense

into his brain. He has to obey.

Take them out, all of them!

Can't be done,

not with this equipment.

Are you saying there's no way?

I can't believe that.

Sure, there are ways.

You can pull his cranial circuits.

Which would shut down

his life-support.

You could run a few thousand volts

through him.

Probably kill him.

I'll get some help!

- Get him inside!

- Come on, move it!

- Come on!

- Don't touch him, he's hot!

Use your jackets.

Why'd he do that?

Fried himself to get rid

of OCP's crazy commands.

- Nice and easy.

- He weighs a ton.

Out of the way! Move out!

- Think he's alive?

- I don't know. He's pretty hot.

Put me down.

All right. Come on, stand him up.

Are we cops?

What's bugging you, Murph?

Cain.

Cain's bugging me.

We have only just begun, my flock.

Soon we will expand from city to city.

The rich and poor alike

will know a paradise...

...for every moment of their lives.

This is a Nuke for every mood.

We'll offer the opportunity...

...to control every aspect

of their emotional lives.

Here with the white noise

and black thunder...

...and the red ramrod

and the blue velvet.

Frank. The blue velvet.

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