RoboCop 3 Page #2

You have the right to remain silent.

Down there.

Jesus, Murphy, are you okay?

I'm fine, Anne.

Thank you for asking.

Come on, come on!

Let's go! Everything

will be all right.

Get your damn hands off me!

Stupid kid.

- Come here. Come on.

- Would you forget the stupid kid already?!

Kanemitsu-san...

...I realize we've had setbacks...

...but we've done everything possible

to get Delta City back on schedule.

Gentlemen...

...you are now looking at a company...

...in transition.

Needless to say, this has resulted in

the implementation of certain...

...well...

...let's call them...

..."cutbacks."

But who can put a price tag

on a dream?

Our esteemed former chairman

had a dream.

He called it Delta City.

Knock it off, Johnson.

The great city of Detroit represents

an important precedent, gentlemen.

There's only one small problem.

It's turning into a war zone!

It's just a small resistance group.

There's no reason to believe they

pose a significant threat.

I'd consider...

...a deficit of 350 million dollars

a significant threat.

Wouldrt you?

- Fleck!

- Sir.

You're in charge of Security Concepts.

Where's that Robocop

we spent so much money on?

The police had a problem

with the unit. I'm dealing with it personally.

You do that.

Get him to the Rehab Team...

...and maybe we won't have to worry

about a "small resistance group."

Get the hell out of here, all of you!

You take your time.

And for God's sake, Fleck...

...try to get the police on our side.

What if I don't want

a robot on my team?

You've got 4 days, McDaggett.

If Cadillac Heights isn't cleared

for demolition Friday midnight...

...our loans will be called in.

OCP will be ruined.

We made a deal, didn't we, chum.

Oh, by the way...

...if you're just figuring out the

line between big business and war...

...is a little blurry...

...then you're further over the hill

than they say.

This is entrapment! My client was

visiting close friends in that motel.

Hey, buddy. Your client's friends...

...were a non-union video crew

and a German shepherd.

That's prejudicial.

Did the arresting officer

ask to see their union cards?

Come get this crap.

Will someone answer the damn phone?!

Metro West. No, ma'am,

we're not on strike.

You could have fooled me.

I'll deal with those looters myself.

Get me a baseball bat

with some nails in it.

How are you feeling?

I've been better.

To be honest, it looks like you just

made friends with a Mack truck.

I don't have many...

...friends.

Dr. Lazarus.

- You want to tell me what happened?

- Atlanta beat the Pistons last night.

- That's cute. I meant with glory boy.

- Oh, him.

He got shot to hell and set on fire.

You know what I'm talking about.

He disobeyed a direct order. Why?

- My real opinion?

- No, lie. Make up a story.

Well, Mr. Fleck...

...offhand...

...l'd say the only reason

he'd disobey an order is if...

...he didn't agree with it.

Excuse me?

He made a decision.

His friend was in trouble, he made

a judgment call. Cops do that.

Human cops. What do you mean,

"his friend"? It's a machine.

Look, if oCP just wanted a robot, why'd

they put Murphy in there in the first place?

Murphy's dead, sweetheart,

that's on record.

Mr. Fleck, this is Murphy!

What's left of his face,

his cerebrum, his cerebellum.

Human tissue that's still alive.

How can you interface human

and machine...

...then complain

when the human part makes a decision?

So not only did we get Murphy's

years of training...

...and his law-enforcement skills,

we also inerited...

...his memories, his feelings,

his emotional baggage?

Well, I'd call it his humanity,

but I don't think you know that word.

I see.

You talked me into it.

His emotions:
Get rid of them.

Find their location and erase them.

If it wipes out his memory, too bad.

We could cut out

the appropriate circuits by...

...implanting a micro-neuro-barrier.

Do it.

I got news for you.

I don't give a sh*t how smart you are.

OCP owns the cops. That means they

own him, and they own your cute little ass.

Nobody owns me.

Fine.

We want him on the Rehab Team.

That means you make him predictable,

or look for a new job, sweet cheeks.

I think I'm in love.

What's going through your head?

That's his family.

Want me to install

the neuro-barrier, doctor?

No, I can do it.

I think I'd like to be alone with him,

if it's all right.

Alex, I thought

you'd never get home.

Don't let the fact that these people

are homeless sway you.

They're terrorists, pure and simple.

On the screens

are suspected rebel locations.

If these locations appear

on your regular beat, check it out.

Make sure you report

any unusual findings...

Hear what they did to Murphy?

Murphy.

Lewis, you want your body armor?

What? No, I'm off duty.

What's up, anyway?

Do you have family?

Yeah, I have a brother in Pittsburgh,

the one who never calls. You know that.

Robo, are you okay?

I'm fine.

And call me Murphy.

Murphy?

Step out of the building.

Stay right there.

We're police officers.

We don't want you.

We believe there are squatters in there.

Now step away from the door.

They're civilians.

They're just trying to stay warm!

Those people belong

in the nearest rehabilitation center.

Some are terrorists. Step away or you

will be cited for obstructing justice.

I'm not going to ask politely next time.

Step away from the door.

This is your final warning.

You are making a mistake.

- Back off, or there'll be trouble.

- Now you're talking, Murphy.

We're not budging. If you wanna get in,

you'll have to shoot through us.

I don't have a huge problem with that.

Cease fire!

Robocop.

Come on, come on, come on!

Come with us!

Cover me.

Some tough cop I am. Huh, partner?

I'm scared.

Don't be.

It won't hurt long.

Get them for me.

Promise me.

I promise.

Murphy.

Officer down.

Move it!

We don't have much time.

Nikko, let's go.

Come on. Come with us.

Is she crazy?

He's a cop! He's one of them!

He's on our side now.

She's right. You saw what he did.

You'll let a stupid kid

make our decisions?

- We're at war. We can use his help.

- Are you kidding me? Look at him!

He is totaled, man!

People, come on.

We don't have time for this sh*t.

He's right.

We should go.

Five-meter spread.

Search the perimeter.

Damn.

- We're tracking him, sir. He's moving.

- Impossible. The building is surrounded.

He's gone underground.

Find a manole.

We got a little held up.

Rats?

One or two.

Go on through.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Hey!

You guys!

Oh, man!

I told you it was a mistake to bring him.

I bet he weighs a ton.

Watch your step.

All right.

Clear the way.

- Get out of the way.

- Hold up your side.

He don't look good.

You wouldn't look so good either

if you took a grenade in your chest.

Tracking.

- Beacon.

- Tracking?

He'll lead them right to us!

Shut up, Coontz!

What's he talking about?

- Did he booby-trap the 8th Street entrance?

- Maybe.

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