Robot Overlords

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Citizens of the Robot Empire,

today is day 1,264

of your planet's occupation.

When our study of humanity

is complete,

we will leave your planet

and never return.

We mean you no harm.

However, we have one rule

which you must obey:

stay indoors.

- You call this living?

- Dad!

That isn't a home!

It's a prison!

Daddy, I'm begging you!

Dad! Please come back!

- No!

- Please!

Dad!

Citizen, return to your home

immediately.

You killed her!

You took her from me!

Please, come, Dad!

You have 10 seconds

to return to your home.

This is your final warning.

You're gonna kill us all anyway!

Five, four...

You might as well take me now!

- ...three, two, one.

- Dad!!!

This hasn't happened!

This hasn't... happened!

Go back inside!

Citizen, return

to your home immediately.

Get back inside, kid, come on!

Connor, get inside!

- This is your final warning.

- No, come off the street!

- Five, four, three, two, one...

- Stand down!

Authorization code 97ZCRS.

Request half-hour amnesty.

Reason:
citizen intends

to return home.

Authorization confirmed.

Past your bedtime,

isn't it, son?

Please let me take him in.

I've got the spare room.

I got you these.

Thanks.

Thanks, Robin.

He'd be well looked after.

You're an angel, Kate,

but, you know, you don't need

to shoulder the burden.

We have homes

for orphaned children,

good homes, good people.

Couldn't you put him in

with one of the...

What's the...?

Collaborators.

Put him in with

the collaborat...

Collaborate is a word

with all sorts

of nasty connotations, son.

The Volunteer Corps

put food on your table,

keep your lights on, put this

nice roof over your head.

I'd appreciate a modicum of

respect for myself and my team.

Robin, he didn't know

what he was saying.

I'm sorry.

It's not you, Kate.

You were a wonderful teacher.

I've no doubt

you're a wonderful mother.

And Sean's a good lad.

But these two...

What about us two?

I can look after my brother,

Mr. Smythe.

Can you, child?

Look at the state of you.

- Child?

- It's high time

we found you somewhere to live

with proper adult supervision.

I'm 16. I'm an adult.

Have you heard anything

about my dad?

- I've checked the records, son.

- He's not dead, Mr. Smythe.

I know he's not.

I'm sorry, Kate.

Be strong.

You can take the boy in,

of course you can.

Go.

Citizen, you have five minutes

to return to your home.

Are you sure

this is a good idea?

The boy's just lost

his dad, Sean.

No, what I meant to say is

can you cope?

Shoes...

Citizen, return to your home

immediately.

I said essentials, Connor!

- Citizen, return to your home.

- Forget the toys!

- 15 seconds.

- Just hang on a minute.

Connor, get up!

- I need all these!

- This is your final warning.

Connor, now!

Five, four,

three, two, one.

You're gonna look like a Viking

for the next four years.

Speaking of Vikings,

did you know that they used

to give their swords names?

Head Biter was one.

Skull Smasher.

That's really interesting.

My name is Mediator 452.

I have been purpose built

to liaise

between the Robot Empire

and the humans in this zone.

Our intention is to study

all sentient thought

in the universe.

When our study is complete,

we will leave your planet

and never return.

- Bullshit.

- Alex, mouth.

What are you gonna do,

ground me?

Everything we have told you

is the truth.

Robots never lie.

Your tea, Mom.

Come on.

It's ridiculous, isn't it?

- Sorry?

- This. I mean, look.

What?

Look.

Go to hell, you filthy traitor.

I mean, no one talks like that

in real life, do they?

Heroes do, son.

Heroes.

Not like him.

Hit it! Hit it!

Gee, what's he angry about?

I really hope you find

your dad, Sean.

Thanks, bud.

Please don't die, PlayStation.

I love you.

Connor, turn the power off.

I wish he'd stop perving on her.

- Thanks for stopping by.

- Anytime.

Nothing's changed.

He was a perv

when he was head of year 10.

Can't blame him.

He's looking for a new wife,

and Kate is well fit.

This is my mum

you're talking about, yeah?

Why does Smythe need a new wife?

Morse Code Martin told us

that Mr. Smythe caught

Mrs. Smythe

doing the dirty

with another bloke.

His son was selling things

on the black market

at the same time, which

didn't help the situation.

And now, pfft! Gone.

Both of them vanished,

and no one knows where.

Dead, probably.

- Turn the power on, Connor.

- Okay.

What do you mean

by doing the dirty?

You'll find out once

you've grown a few pubes.

Bit left field, innit? No way

to talk to your little sister.

I'm not his sister.

I'm a boy. I'll prove it.

Keep your trousers up,

that's fine.

- Turn the power off.

- Come on, enough, Nathan.

The older sister's

getting involved as well.

It's like Thelma and Louise

in here.

Nate! You okay, Nate?

Nate?

I'm sorry!

I'm really sorry.

Connor, you dozy little tit!

- Wait, wait, wait.

- Man, my gums are numb.

This can't be right.

You flew, mate.

You actually flew

across the room.

Sean...

Look at his implant.

- It's dead.

- What?

The shock must have

turned it off.

- It's dead.

- When he got zapped...

But that means...

We can go outside.

- Yes!

- We can go outside!

Awesome!

Who's next?

- Sean. Sean.

- Hey.

This battery...

it's too heavy.

It's hurting my back.

Grow a pair of balls, Nate.

Well, it was your idea to

take it out in the first place.

I don't know why

you're not carrying it anyway.

Yeah.

You guys know

what this means, don't you?

I mean, this is just

the beginning.

Imagine what we can do

with this.

We should just go home

before we get caught.

No, we shouldn't do that.

I was thinking

we start a resistance.

Really kick some robot arse.

Look, my uncle,

he was in the SAS.

Taught me some guerrilla warfare

techniques

that can come in handy

in this kind of situation.

Same uncle who showed you how

to kill a man with one punch?

That's the one.

Yeah. You don't believe me?

No.

Alright, that's fine.

Connor, get up.

I wanna show Sean something.

I found this in the alleyway.

Sean, what's it say? Sean?

Danny was captured

after the fighting.

All RAF prisoners

were put on to ration duty.

He was a nice man.

He said how much he missed you.

After a few weeks,

they were moved on,

I don't know where.

The zone chief keeps files

at the school,

if you know anyone

who works there.

Good luck. A friend.

Scheie.

I'm going to the school,

see if I can find Dad's files.

Okay, you should all go home.

This is my risk.

It's crawling with robots.

Dad always said

being frightened of something's

the best reason to do it.

I'm not frightened.

I'm not. I'm just not stupid.

Nate, if it was our dad,

Sean would do the same for us.

Look, if we're not back

in an hour, get yourself home.

Otherwise, you stay here,

no matter what.

- Okay.

- Not no matter what, alright?

Just... If someone comes,

stay in the corner.

Alright?

It might be dangerous inside.

You're safer out here.

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