Terminator Genisys Page #6

I know you.

Who you are. What you'll do.

You can't run from me.

I'll always find you.

John, fight this!

It doesn't have to go down this way!

There's a momentum to time, Kyle.

Things that want to happen.

Like I always survive,

and you always die.

Or...

You can fight with me, Kyle.

Like we always have.

There's a storm coming,

and it won't be stopped.

But it has to be.

You know what will happen.

You better than anyone!

I can't be bargained with.

Can't be reasoned with.

John, please!

I don't feel pity, or remorse, or fear.

John, please!

And I absolutely will not stop ever

until Skynet rules this world.

Rule this.

Pops!

Are you... You?

As a T-800, I lack the mimetic skills

to appear as anyone else.

It's him. Let's go.

Come on!

Sarah Connor, seat belt.

What's that supposed to do?

Disrupt John Connor's

magnetic coherence field.

His particles will not be able to scatter.

Theoretically.

I hate it when he says that.

- Where is he?

- I can't see him!

Suspects fled barracks

in a stolen school bus.

Considered armed

and extremely dangerous.

Sixteen-Mary-David.

Code 3 on suspects.

Pops!

Nice to see you.

Get out.

The brakes are gone! Sh*t!

Where is he? Do you see him?

Reese!

- Are you all right?

- Yeah. Never better.

Let me see your hands!

Reese! Take my hand!

Hurry!

- Hands up! Let me see your hands now!

- Get your hands up!

Hands where we can see them!

You can't wound them all

before they'd kill us.

I'm 14 rounds short of

an acceptable success margin.

Those odds suck. Stand down.

Down on your knees.

Let's go, get down.

Get down!

You can't hold us here.

You had enough weapons

to invade the Sudan.

We call that probable cause.

What are these for?

- I use them to find my keys.

- No one likes a smart-ass, son.

Didn't your mother teach you that?

My mom was Irish,

so she encouraged

my smart-assed-ness.

I've never seen him before.

How about you folks?

You know this man?

No.

He does look familiar.

He kind of looks like you, Dad.

They're here, sir.

Okay, if you wouldn't mind

waiting in the conference room,

I'll just be a couple of minutes.

Thanks, Kyle.

You don't talk much, do you?

- So who's Lurch?

- No idea.

We're not even sure he speaks English.

Witnesses say you were fighting

with a man on the bridge.

Agents. Listen to me.

- My name is O'Brien.

- No. Hell, no!

Hey, I've been working

this case for 33 years.

- What do you want, a medal?

- Hey!

Sit down!

- Hey! Hey!

- Sh*t.

He's looking right at you.

That's impossible.

He can't see through...

Wait, wait, wait!

Why are they always trying to kill you?

I want to help you. I do. I think.

But I gotta understand.

I know what's going on here

has to be really, really complicated.

We're here to stop the end of the world.

I can work with that.

Kyle! Get back here!

Sarah?

Get Reese.

I'm right behind you.

- Get in your car and go.

- Okay.

Kyle! Kyle.

Kyle. You can do this.

A straight line.

You just go, and you don't look back.

Got it?

Find him. Go!

That's yours, too, I believe.

Nice to see you.

Pops. Load up.

Liquefied magnetic shotgun shells.

Magnetic Rifle Entry Munition.

I read about this on gunsandammo.com.

That's the new breacher.

Big blast, no shrapnel.

Blows a door clean off.

You know, for people

who can't do that themselves.

Take it. Let's go.

- You can fly, right?

- Yeah.

John taught me.

I'll tell them you took a car,

headed south.

Thank you.

Run away.

Hang on!

Which way is Cyberdyne?

Head to the Bay Bridge, then southeast.

You got to get him off me!

Cyberdyne.

The manufacturing

and research buildings

are all below ground.

He's gaining on us!

All right, Sarah,

I need you to back him off,

so I can get above him.

Pops, when I do that,

can you take him out?

- I can.

- Okay, hold on!

You got this?

- I'll be back.

- What?

Call in, call in!

Police, fire, everybody. Do it!

Come on, come on.

Pick up the phone, damn it.

Mr. Connor?

Sorry, Doug, but I'm afraid

I can't have any witnesses.

Security Control.

State your password and emergency.

Security code

Zulu-Bravo-Foxtrot-0-0-2-8.

False alarm.

You have a nice night.

He's okay.

He may be at the bottom of the lake,

but he's okay.

- What about John?

- I think he's doing just fine.

- Do you see him?

- No.

But you can bet he sees us.

I know who you are.

John told me.

You want to destroy me.

You're Skynet?

I'm becoming Skynet.

You're not a child.

I know what you are,

and what you're going to do.

What I'm going to do?

You came here to kill me.

But you're too late.

Ask him.

That's all you people know how to do.

Kill what you don't understand.

There aren't enough bullets

in the world to kill me.

John Connor talks too much.

Follow me.

The timer, it sped up. Why?

Skynet is evolving.

We no longer have hours.

It will be able to upload much sooner.

Each time it ages,

the clock speeds up. This way.

Wait, you've been here before?

I was able to infiltrate the work crews

in this facility.

- You got a job in construction?

- Until I was laid off.

What the hell?

- John has a time machine?

- Not yet.

Only the magnetic quantum field

is complete.

At the rate the counter's going,

we'll never clear out in time.

- Then we blow it anyway.

- There is an alternative.

I was able to program

your voice and handprint

into the biometric security system.

There's a safe room on the lowest level

that we can access to survive the blast.

What about that? Is it dangerous?

Polyalloy requires programming

to take permanent form.

Without the CPU, it is harmless.

- How long?

- Skynet will upload in 11 minutes.

We split up. Stay in contact.

Let's move.

Mankind pays lip service to peace.

But it's a lie.

So your final solution is to kill us all?

I don't think so.

The countdown jumped again.

We're down to eight minutes.

I won't allow this.

And what are you gonna do,

talk us to death?

You don't even have a body.

And you only have one detonator.

You can't win.

I've got company!

Give me the detonator!

Do it, Pops! Do it now!

I cannot.

- I cannot kill Sarah Connor.

- You have to!

I order you!

He can't.

Neither can I.

Because if you die,

he definitely hits that button.

Sarah!

Sarah!

The detonator's destroyed.

There's got to be another way.

Come on.

No, Pops! No, no, no!

Pops, no!

I understand how to control this place.

I understand a lot of things now.

You need to understand. You've lost.

Not yet, we haven't. Come on!

Shaped charge.

Big enough to get us in,

small enough not to kill us.

You have a plan, right?

Theoretically.

What was it you said?

"I don't think so"?

John!

No.

That's the thing that attacked John.

I didn't attack John. I saved him.

Primates evolve over millions of years.

I evolve in seconds.

And I am here.

In exactly four minutes,

I will be everywhere.

You are nothing but a relic

from a deleted timeline.

This is pointless. I am inevitable.

- Go!

- My existence is inevitable.

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