Robot Jox Page #4

These are the archive's tapes

of your last fight.

Ah, Vassilyev.

Fighting in a Kobalevsky 7.

All of today's robots

evolved from its design.

It was far superior to

the Marketeer you were in.

There was no way you could've won.

But I did. Caught him with a laser.

That was a lucky shot too.

That kind of luck does not exist.

You took deliberate aim at the only

vulnerable spot in that whole shield.

Here, let's look at this

a little more closely.

I ran a structural analysis.

You knew when

and exactly where to fire.

No. Like I say. Lucky shot.

You're a Confederation agent.

Like hell.

I won Kampuchea from 'em!

A small price to pay.

What better spy to have

in place than a hero?

The most honored

of your enemy's fighters.

Well, I'll be damned.

You got me.

- It's true then?

- That's right, Doc.

You know the truth.

And the truth is gonna set you free.

- Wait.

- I got all the time in the world.

You weren't always a spy.

There was a time when you were

like Achilles...

a proud soldier.

Yeah.

We always remain

all the people we've been.

The oldest man

has a child inside him.

Uh-huh.

Somewhere inside you

is the real Tex Conway.

You haven't lost him yet.

That's right, Matsumoto.

Doc, meet the real Tex Conway.

- It's late.

- I found your spy.

- What?

- The spy.

- It was Matsumoto.

- Matsumoto?

I told him today

I suspected him and he...

came back here

and he shot himself.

I'll be right over.

Don't touch anything.

Right.

- Yeah?

- It's me, Athena. Did I wake you?

No. I never could sleep

before a fight. Come on in.

I was foolish at the bar last night.

I shouldn't have yelled at you.

No harm done.

I came to wish you luck.

Oh. Not is so many words.

That's bad luck.

I was thinking about

the gift you gave me.

I have a present for you too.

Please, turn around.

- You shot me

- With a sedative.

You'll be all right in a few hours.

For now, you'll sleep.

One of us leaves this room

and fights Alexander.

You crazy b*tch.

Don't make me really hurt you,

old man.

Old?

Why the hell you think I came back?

Final ready check completed.

Final ready check complete.

Hey? We're up.

Huh? He's an hour early.

Hey, Achilles, a little early, huh?

Gettin' antsy?

Give him hell, Commander.

Acting kind of funny.

Ought to be, last fight and all.

Hell of a lot on his mind.

I don't want any snags today.

So, let's run that sequence again.

Get her right.

Did Achilles say anything to you

about suiting up early?

- Not to me.

- Ask him what he's doing?

Hey, jock buddy,

you in some kinda hurry, huh?

Probably didn't plug in

to the lift box.

We'll get him in the cockpit.

- All right, increase the pressure.

- Roger.

Hey, that's Achilles.

Go get him, Commander.

Hey, this ain't Achilles.

Good God.

- Get me Achilles's quarters.

- Let's get him out ofhere.

All personnel, clear the area immediately!

Condition red!

All personnel, clear the area immediately!

Condition red!

Sh*t!

Manual override

has been deactivated.

Somebody stop that b*tch!

Who's on the override?

Please! Please!

This does nobody any good.

Please respond.

- Talk some sense into her.

- I don't understand.

She's been trained since childhood to

follow orders. Something's gone wrong.

Athena, listen to me.

I know you think you're doing

the right thing, but this is wrong.

No. Even under the best of conditions...

I would've been a better match

for Alexander.

And Achilles is indisposed.

What did you do to my boy?

I put him to sleep.

Please, evacuate the robot.

You're invalidating all of my work.

Elevator at level 10.

Level 9.

Level 8.

Well, at least we can keep her inside.

This is the commissioner. Someone's

trying to hijack the robot. Take it back.

Take him prisoner?

No. Don't endanger your men.

Shoot to kill.

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

That's not gonna work.

- Get back!

- Jesus!

Holy sh*t!

And I'm telling you she can't be stopped!

She's on full internal!

- Athena! The override.

- She busted it.

She's out!

Switch to external monitors.

My God,

she's actually gonna do it.

- Not if I can help it.

- Get me in there.

Stop the match.

We have a problem.

She said she put you to sleep.

Your robot has taken the field.

That constitutes a legal challenge.

Achilles is not in command of the robot.

Our fighter is not in there.

Identity of the fighters

is not our responsibility.

We protest! Achilles must be allowed

to take command of the robot!

Identity of the fighters is not

our responsibility. End of transmission.

Well, if she's gonna fight him,

we better make sure she wins.

- Where's Matsumoto?

- He's dead.

- What?

- Killed himself. He was the spy.

Oh, God!

What about the secret weapons?

Don't guess they're secret anymore.

Still, she can use 'em.

Athena, you better listen up.

You got some new weapons.

Punch up the onboard tape file

and you might get descriptions of them.

New weapons briefing.

Looks like he recorded from the lab

straight into the onboard tape file.

The sole new feature

for this fight is a blinder.

An array of magnesium flares

many times brighter than the sun.

It will blind your opponent

for up to 90 seconds.

The trigger is under the sun image

on the left control palm.

Set the windshield and the battle screen

to maximum opacity.

Turn the yellow knob

all the way to the right.

I got all the time in the world.

You weren't always a spy.

There was a time

when you were like Achilles...

- a proud soldier.

- Yeah.

We always remain

all the people we've been.

The oldest man has a child inside him.

- Guards! Put this man under arrest.

- Tex Conway?

That slyJap son of a b*tch.

He had the camera on.

Tex? You didn't

Sure as hell did! Watch!

You're right, Matsumoto.

Oh, God!

He shot Matsumoto.

I'll see you hang for this.

Uh-uh. I'll see you in hell.

Get him!

Geronimo!

Get back to your goddamned posts!

Hey, get back to your post, man!

Anybody caught deserting

their posts will be shot!

Pull yourselves together.

We have a job to do.

He's airborne.

Yeah. He likes to grandstand.

Let him waste the fuel.

Great shooting!

Hit him with a blinder. Now!

But ifTex is the spy,

Alexander will know about the blinder.

He didn't have time to tell him!

Yeah!

Use the bolo saw!

Yeah! Yeah, yeah!

Great work! Great work!

Severe damage to arm.

Oh, he's killing her!

He's killing her!

Stop the match!

Stop it! Oh, please!

- He's killing her!

- Uh-oh! Achilles! It's too late!

Alexander, your opponent

is unconscious.

The battle is concluded, with tentative

judgment for the Confederation.

Hold your position.

The woman?

Why don't I just crush you... both?

Alexander, final judgment

is for the Confederation.

You must leave the field

or be held in contempt of process.

I could, you know...

squash you both like bugs.

No! You're a lot of things,

Alexander, but you're not a coward!

I'm gonna get in this thing,

and I'm gonna kick your ass!

I'm sorry.

You're sorry, all right.

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