RoboCop 2 Page #4

I think it's ready, sir.

Thank you, Frank.

Frank. The Benzedrine's

got my teeth wiggling.

Cut it with scopolamine.

- Five mils per.

- Yes, sir.

Made in America.

Yeah. We're gonna make that

mean something again.

- Hey! Cops!

- What?

Cops!

And they ain't carrying

no picket signs!

They're going to kick somebody's ass!

Give me your hand, goddamn it!

Christ!

F***.

F***!

Get out!

Bomb! Get down!

You son of a b*tch!

Five hundred million in cash.

Nuke money seized by police.

But State Attorney Sphincter won't let

the bankrupt city government touch it.

Coming up next, threats from the police

union and cheers from the public...

...as Metro-North cops go back to work

and apprehend the Nuke lord, Cain...

...who may not live to stand trial.

They say 20 seconds

in the California sunshine...

...is too much these days...

...ever since we lost the ozone layer.

But that was before Sunblock 5000.

Just apply a pint...

...to your body...

...and you're good for hours.

See you by the pool.

Sunblock 5000.

Protection for the new age.

Subject is violently antisocial...

...given to delusions of godhood.

And he's hopelessly addicted

to narcotics.

Which offers us a simple

and infallible method...

...of insuring his obedience.

You're perfect.

I must have you.

What are you talking about?

It's like you don't even care!

- Just do what I say, Angie!

- He'd want us to come for him!

Forget about it! It's not gonna happen!

I'm through arguing with you!

I'm not asking permission! Cain is

in the hospital, and we're getting him.

You've really thought this out, haven't you?

What about the cops?

We've got guns!

- Damn it, Hob, Cain needs us!

- F*** Cain!

- He'd kill you if he heard you.

- He's not gonna kill anybody!

- Sh*t, he's probably dead already.

- You just shut the hell up!

You mouth off like that again,

and it's no more Nuke for you, b*tch.

Damn it, Hob, you know that's not fair.

Now, come on.

- It's been a bad time.

- Sure has. You're really hurting.

Yeah, so I'm hurting.

You're gonna get the shakes soon, Angie.

You got it bad.

You little bastard.

You just do what I tell you

from now on, Angie.

Start the motor and drive.

He'll kill you.

He'll kill us both.

F*** him.

Oh, you're a mess.

I got good news for you.

You're going to have a chance

for immortality.

As long as nothing happens

to that lovely brain.

Dr. Weltman? It's Faxx.

I'm afraid we lost our patient.

Yeah, he just expired.

Contact the organ harvest team. We've got

six minutes before the brain's useless.

Night.

Come on. Let's move it.

We've only got five minutes.

Lock it up.

Move the screen in closer.

I can't read it.

- How'd we get this one?

- Well, Faxx found him.

He volunteered.

Volunteered?

Big-hearted guy.

Yeah, it's not the heart

we're after, though.

Speaking of hearts, how's Ilene?

Christ, does everybody know?

All right, hold your breath.

Showtime.

It's nice and clean in here.

There's no damage.

Here we go.

Easy.

We got it. Here it comes.

- Thing of beauty.

- Excellent.

I don't know about the rest of you,

but I'm hungry.

Thank you!

Yes!

Spider Baby Stalirski!

He's come out for Detroit,

and now you come out for him.

The lines are open,

waiting for your pledge.

If you want an honest government...

...that works for you...

...I'm asking you to dig deep

into your pockets.

I'm asking you to give...

...whatever you can spare!

Where does that put us?

Hi. Yes, ma'am.

Hello! This is Mayor Kuzak!

Could you turn down your set, please?

Your Honor...

...I have some very good news for you.

I think...

...the city is saved.

Now...

...you listen very carefully.

It's no bluff.

Someone's shown up to bail the city out.

- A rival corporation.

- The mayor isn't saying.

And whoever it is is taking great

pains to keep their identity secret.

They're paying in cash and they're not

moving the money through the banks.

Thank you, councilman.

That will be all.

You know, once you guys take over...

Your services to OCP

will be rewarded.

If the city can pay,

we'll be humiliated.

It's worse than that. We've shifted

...to the urban pacification plan.

If we can't foreclose, public confidence

in OCP will plummet, so will our stock.

Sir?

If I may?

There's another option.

We certainly have the surveillance

capabilities to follow the mayor.

It all depends how far

we're willing to go.

If anything went wrong...

As I said, sir...

...it all depends how far

we're willing to go.

We have no legal recourse.

There must be no witnesses.

You've gone too far! Give me...

Your blood pressure.

Get me fired if you want to.

You're not bringing illegal drugs to my lab!

I'll do worse than get you fired.

Now leave me alone!

Such terrible pain.

You don't remember me.

But you do remember this, don't you?

And we have it.

All the Nuke you'll ever need.

Not so fast.

I need you to do something

for me first.

Then the pain stops.

Good boy.

I don't like this. I think we'd better

get out of here while we can.

I know what I'm doing.

If you have any cash,

put it in your shorts.

That's just plain rude.

I wonder if any of you could help me.

I'm looking for a Mr. Hob.

So...

...how much you need?

Money, I mean.

Well, our current debt to OCP is...

$37,480,911 dollars.

Guess you're in some pretty deep sh*t.

We need all the help we can get,

young man.

Tell you what. Put me down for 50,

just to make sure.

- 50 cents, 50 dollars. That's cute.

- Don't be a queer.

Fifty million.

This is bullshit.

Let's get out of here.

Good God.

Gentlemen?

Well, will 50 do it?

Oh, yes. That'll do it.

- Don't you guys think that'll do it?

- Yeah.

Fifty mil. That will do it.

- That'll do it.

- These people are criminals!

Why do you have to label people?

- I hate labels!

- You shut up.

We cannot capitulate

in the war on crime.

I'd be voted out of office.

I don't think anyone wants that.

War on crime is fine with us.

It's business we're talking about here.

Do you have any idea

how many people we employ?

No. I never thought

about it like that.

Sharp kid.

So...

...your war on crime...

...you want to win it or what?

We're the only chance you have.

Listen to him.

He's got it all worked out.

Why do people do crimes?

- Why? Drugs. People do drugs.

- Because they want drugs.

The kind that cost too much.

Nuke gives high quality

at a cheap price.

If you get off our backs,

we'll make it cheaper.

And safer.

We don't shove our sh*t

down anybody's throat.

And we don't advertise it

like they do with cigarettes or booze.

So leave us alone...

...and anybody who wants it gets it.

So no more crimes.

You get to be the mayor

who cleaned up Detroit.

He's got a point.

Don't you think he's got a point?

Yeah, he's got a point.

What the hell is that?

Get out!

Marv, are...?

Cain.

Oh, wow.

You look great.

It'll take some getting used to...

...but it'll be great, Cain.

Lie still.

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