The 6th Day Page #3

these, and she loves them.

Oh, good.

Let's fix the collar.

There you are.

It's amazing

how real this is.

I know.

My daughter will be so excited.

Come, let's go home.

- [Female phone operator]

You have called Hank Morgan.

- I'm not here. Leave a message.

Hank, it's me again.

What the hell happened

to you?

I waited at Kellys

for over half an hour.

It's now five past seven.

I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.

What's your name?

Look, Im heading home.

If you get this message...

let's be friends.

What's your name?

Just... can't you see

Im talking? Quiet.

Head over to my house

with a bunch of flowers

and a good excuse.

Otherwise Natalie's

gonna kill you.

I can sing songs.

Would you like to sing with me?

Excuse me.

Do you know how

to turn this thing off?

- I can play games.

- My niece has one.

Say, "go to sleep, Cindy."

Go to sleep, Cindy.

I can sing songs.

Would you like to sing with me?

Go to sleep.

Thank you.

Thanks for the ride.

Good night.

Clara, sweetie, honey.

Oliver was very sick,

and he had to be put down.

Clara, sweetie, honey.

Oliver had to go to heaven.

"Why, daddy?"

You see, it's because...

it's because...

oh, sh*t, Oliver!

Why did you have to die?

[Barking]

Oliver?

[Barking]

Natalie.

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday dear Adam #

# Happy birthday to you ##

[Laughing, cheering]

I know. Can you help me?

One, two, three!

[Cheering]

Look at this cake here!

I know!

Oh, my god!

- Adam Gibson?

- Who are you?

We have a little situation.

Will you come with us?

What the hell

is going on here?

Just cooperate

and everything will be fine.

Fine? There's someone

in my house,

eating my birthday cake...

with my family,

and it's not me!

We know.

There's been

a sixth day violation.

A human was cloned.

That human was you.

We can help you.

- Then get him out of there!

- But you'll have to come

with us.

Look, I don't know

who the hell you people are.

But Im going inside

my house.

Yeah, right.

- Oops. Cindy fell down.

- Get the doll.

Not here!

I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.

What's your name?

[Cindy]

I can play games.

- [Grunts]

- [Zapper zapping]

- Sh*t!

- [Gunshot]

Wiley, no, hold your fire!

That way! Go!

Vincent, go!

I have a boo-boo.

Stop the car!

Stop the car!

Thanks for the suggestion!

Don't even blink.

Oh, my god.

Someone stole the minivan.

They stole my Cadillac!

Oh, no!

Car chase. Cool!

[Yelling]

- Who are you?

- I was hired to kill you.

That's all I know!

I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.

What's your name?

[Electronic voice]

Please secure

child seat restraint.

Let's be friends.

- Where is this guy?

- I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.

- Shh.

- Let's be friends.

- Shh.

What's your name?

- Will you be my mommy?

- I don't wanna be your mommy!

- Shut up!

- What?

[Crying]

[Brakes squeal]

Somebody do something

about that damn doll!

I have a boo-boo.

[Screaming]

This is crazy.

Why does anyone want

to kill me?

He got home first.

You saw him. He didn't see you.

You're screwed.

He's gonna live out the rest

of your boring little life

and never be the wiser.

Your wife and kid see you

and him together,

they'll be killed.

[Screams]

- Whoa!

- [Horn honking]

- Oh, sh*t!

- [Horn honking]

No!

[Groans]

Goddamn it, Wiley!

Son of a b*tch!

Stupid!

Blow out his tires this time!

Oh... sh*t!

Yes!

[Laughing]

[Vincent]

That was spectacular.

Oh, son of a b*tch.

Hold my belt.

- Okay.

- [Grunting]

You got me?

Yeah.

Little more.

Oh!

[Chuckles]

Let's get some people downriver

and look for this guy.

Go pick up Wiley

and Talia's bodies,

get 'em back to the lab.

[Protestors]

Weir clinic, stay away!

Hello, Im dr. Griffin Weir.

Welcome to the new home

of the Weir organ

transplant facility...

thanks for visiting

replacement technologies.

We're in the business of life.

[Female reporter]

Dr. Weir, protestors claim

cloning human organs...

will inevitably lead

to cloning whole humans.

That's not only illegal,

but we're years away from

the technical ability to do it.

But a human was cloned

over ten years ago, doctor.

And we all know the outcome

of that bizarre experiment.

If you recall, the supreme court

ordered that the clone

be destroyed, and I think...

that under the conditions,

it was the humane thing to do.

It led to the laws

against human cloning...

and set back the course

of legitimate research

by many years.

Mr. Drucker? Mr. Drucker?

You gave $100 million...

this is dr. Weir's night.

Dr. Weir, is it true

that you're trying to get

the sixth day laws repealed?

Dr. Weir is interested

in medicine, not politics.

Mr. Drucker,

the protesters outside claim

that you run RePet at a loss...

in order to soften people up

to the idea of human cloning.

You know, we shouldn't forget

that not so long ago...

there were literally

almost no more fish

left in the ocean.

And half the world's population

faced a very real threat

of hunger.

Our cloning technology

helped turn that around.

The extremists

don't like to admit...

that they'd rather

the world went hungry

than eat cloned fish.

So instead they keep yelling

about human cloning.

Do you think

the human cloning laws

should be changed?

Suppose a ten-year-old boy lies

in a hospital bed

dying of liver cancer.

Thanks to dr. Weir's work,

we can save that boy.

Now, in the next bed lies

another ten-year-old boy...

whose parents

love him just as much.

Only this child has

an inoperable brain tumor.

Now, you cannot clone

a brain.

The only way to save him

would be to clone

the whole person.

How do you tell

that boy's parents

that we can save the first boy,

but the research

that would have saved their son,

it wasn't done because of a law

that was passed by frightened

politicians a decade ago?

So what does that mean?

Enjoy the party.

Looked like you needed rescuing.

Yes, Michael, I did.

Thank you.

[Chanting]

Weir clinic, stay away!

No research on D.N. A!

[Chanting]

Weir clinic, stay away!

No research on D.N. A!

- [Johnny Phoenix]

Hey, boss!

- Johnny!

How's my star quarterback?

I'd say I was feeling like

a million bucks, except

Id hate to take a cut in pay.

Don't remind me,

all right?

That was one nasty hit

you took last week.

Be careful, son.

We don't want you

getting killed out there.

Katherine?

You all right?

I'm just feeling...

like I don't quite belong.

No, no.

But Im fine.

Really I am.

No, you're not.

Should I call dr. Stevens?

No, no, no. No, no.

I just overdid it, that's all.

I'll get a car

to take you home, okay?

Thank you.

[Drucker]

Mr. Speaker, thank you so much

for coming. Champagne?

That was quite a speech.

You heard that? I didn't mean

to get carried away.

Your words meant

a great deal to me.

You see, as it happens,

I have a son with an

inoperable tumor of the brain.

Oh, my god!

I'm so sorry, sir.

Must've been in my subconscious,

knowing you were here, but I

never meant for you to overhear.

No, no,

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