Cyborg 2: Glass Shadow (1993) - full transcript
In the year 2074 the PinWheel corporation creates an 'almost-human' cyborg Casella Reese, aka Cash, designed specifically to charm/seduce her way into a rival manufacturer's headquarters and then self-detonate. Things go awry, when she starts to have feelings for a human Colton Ricks, aka Colt 45, who works for PinWheel as a martial arts instructor. He falls for Cash as well, and with the help of Mercy, they escape. PinWheel Corp. sends Danny Bench, a 'Cyborg Tracker' after both Colt and Cash. Violence ensues.
02 Cyborg 2 Glass Shadow - 1993 English
Mmm!
Ahh...
Oh, yeah.
They're beautiful.
Ha ha!
Ahh...
Oh, yes.
Oh, yes.
Ahh...
Mmm!
[PANTING]
Ha! Ahh...
Oh, yeah.
Caught a loop there.
Go lateral and fix.
[PANTING]
Oh, yeah.
We're level,
right on time with 109er,
and she's a go.
All right. Heat her up.
[PANTING]
Ah!
I'm burning.
Oh! I'm burning!
T.A.D. In 11 seconds
and counting.
10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
2...
1.
Kick off.
Holy shit!
Man, what a waste.
Fire alert. Observation 1.
Send in the boys.
Have them send up a
shitload of window cleaner.
Ha ha ha!
Cyborg stew.
Glycerine-3
acidosulphide-dioxogine...
Glass shadow for short...
Injected into the cyborg's
circulatory system
and directly linked
to a microbeam detonator,
virtually undetectable
in human form,
aggressively effective,
the cutting edge
of counter espionage technology
in a humanoid
robotics application.
And while our
major competitor, Kobayashi,
has tried similar designs,
only Pinwheel
has been able to overcome
the chemical rejection
of a bio explosive implant.
Dreena, the cyborg test unit
you just saw
was injected with a mere
20 milligrams of glass shadow.
The Osaka operative will be
carrying over 100,000.
Has she been selected?
Her name is Casella Reese.
The trainers call her cash.
Peak condition, top of the line,
our very best.
What has she got?
A hypersophisticated
psychoemotional program
designed specifically for her,
human in almost every respect...
Love, hate,
anxiety, anger, sexuality,
and most importantly, fear.
Every time she screws
somebody, she'll explode?
I wish my ex-wife
had that problem.
[LAUGHTER]
The sexual demonstration
was chosen
as the most entertaining way
of showing the board
the infinite possibilities
of the glass shadow.
With Kobayashi corporation
folding,
Pinwheel will monopolize
the biotech world.
Two years from now, they'll say,
"if God didn't make you,
Pinwheel did."
We'll own this planet.
Casella Reese,
you've got a great future
behind you.
Ah!
Ha ha!
You're dropping your left, cash.
Ah!
You think so, colt?
Class dismissed.
Where's dreena?
Who?
Dreena... my room mate.
They took her away.
What happened to her?
How should I know?
Ooh, can't take my eye off you.
What's going on?
Nothing that concerns you.
What's she done?
Nothing that concerns you.
Come... come here.
Look, ricks, don't start
any shit with me.
You're already on thin ice.
Asshole.
Mind your own business,
or you'll never get out of here.
You're going to be
semi operative
for a couple of hours.
Nothing to worry about.
Just try and relax.
Interrupt Pinwheel feed.
Enough synthetic homework
for now.
Time to get real.
There's a few things
you should know
if you decide to go.
Other cyborgs have tried it
and failed.
Only one made it all the way,
but she had a protector,
a human...
A warrior...
A hero.
If you really want to make it,
find yourself a hero.
Do you know any heroes?
No.
Would you like a suggestion?
Yes.
Did they hurt you?
Probably.
You know the rules...
No fraternizing with cyborgs.
What's happening?
Yeah...
You.
Just you and me, colt .45,
mano a mano.
This a joke?
Ha ha ha!
Guess not.
Holy Christ.
[SPEAKING LATIN]
Who are you?
I am the word of God almighty!
Satisfied?
No.
No pleasing some.
So what did she give you, huh?
A billet d'amour?
No. A matchbox.
Ooh, the flame of love.
Nobody told me about you.
I keep a low profile.
So who the hell are you?
Your saving grace, Colton ricks.
Take her to observation 4.
Got to split
before they trace me.
Until then, I'll be seeing you
in all the familiar places.
Oh, Jesus.
Reference again.
Subject.
Company regulations.
Category.
Um...
Penalty for, uh...
Fraternizing with a cyborg.
Specify.
Sexual contact.
Immediate incarceration,
plus fine,
plus reprogramming charges,
plus legal action
in case of product damage.
Minimum sentence... solitary
confinement until death.
Shall I go on?
I'll get back to you on that.
Purge conversation.
Pleasant sleep?
The usual. No dreams.
Oh, sorry to hear that.
But I do believe
you have an assignation.
A what?
A rendezvous...
Lab 9, 5:00 sharp.
Shit.
What the hell are you anyway?
Hmm.
A bad idea on the loose.
Ha ha ha!
Ah!
Look at this.
They're so beautiful.
I wonder if they are real.
There's more.
Oh, Jesus.
He's a cyborg.
[SCREECHING]
Monkey see, monkey do.
Now, you get around, OK?
What's your system?
It's a secret,
but let's just say
that I can communicate
with just about anyone
anywhere within Pinwheel.
I have a few of my own
operatives topside, too.
In other words, I can throw a monkey
in anybody's wrench, right, cash?
You've seen him before?
He talks to me at night.
[CLANG]
What was that?
The plot thickens.
Go ahead.
I'll keep an eye on you.
Dreena?
Ah!
Guess what.
What?
They put the chill in me, cash.
Why?
They didn't discuss it with me.
Are they going to fix you?
They already did.
Better kiss it good-bye, cash.
You're next.
Ha ha ha!
Next for what?
Glass shadow.
Glass shadow?
Mm-hmm. Liquid explosive,
highly effective.
It's circulating in your body
at this moment, cash.
Why? Why me?
Corporate
counter espionage unit.
You were made to be destroyed.
When?
Osaka, two days from now.
Dunn's arranged
for you to attend
a corporate meeting
at the Kobayashi robotics plant,
posing as an American investor.
At a preprogrammed point,
you will self-detonate,
thus liquidating the company's
entire chain of command.
For what reason?
In the ensuing crisis,
stock value will plummet,
leaving Kobayashi vulnerable
to an immediate takeover
by its chief rival.
Pinwheel.
Mmm, business as usual.
Time to make hard choices.
You have five seconds.
Five seconds?
3, 2...
1.
Bingo! You've just been
reported stolen, cash,
and guess who they claim
the thief is.
You, handsome.
What do we do now?
Run like hell.
[ALARM]
You know where we're going?
A freight elevator on level 6.
Hold your fire don't damage the cyborg
Why don't they ever say,
"don't damage the human"?
Ugh! Unh!
Unh!
Argh!
Oh!
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Come on! This way!
This should be it.
Yeah.
Come on, come on.
Aah!
Jeez!
[ELEVATOR SLOWING TO A STOP]
Ugh!
Oh, man.
I got a bad feeling about this.
Humans... always struggling
with your feelings.
Unfortunately, your feeling
is right this time.
Ah!
Ah!
Oh, shit.
Not bad. Mine's not as sweet.
That's funny.
Bring up a schematic
on this area,
and let's get
the hell out of here, OK.
Through the bottom,
under the floorboard,
there's another hatch.
Aah!
Whoa!
But watch out for
the half-a-mile drop.
Swing me!
That-a girl!
God, what a stench!
I just shut
my smell sensors off.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Ha ha ha!
OK, and what's next?
We wait for our ride up.
Your kidding me right we're
going to hitch hike a ride
on a trash container from hell?
Lodjick tells us we have no other choice.
I'll attach us.
You just ride it out.
Easy for you to say.
Aah!
You all right?
I feel like I've been
drug through a knothole.
Get this thing off me.
Let's go.
I got to quit smoking.
You know the city?
I haven't been
topside in a while.
Eight years, I think.
What are you doing?
A little interface.
Not bad for a first-time break.
How do you do that?
Black magic.
I got to make you disappear.
You better do it quick pal.
Because I'm a felon now. OK
Grand theft robot.
I don't need to be busted
for possession of an
unlicensed cyborg, let me tell ya.
What?
Colt!
What?
What is it?
What is it?
I've been activate...
I've been activated!
Uh-oh.
What? What's going on?
I was afraid of this.
Afraid of what?
Now you better give me
some answers hot lips come on.
They wired a recall code
to her tracking system.
The detonator self-activates
when she's far from the plant.
They don't want anyone to find out
she's carrying the glass shadow.
Help me!
Hey! Hey! It's OK.
Stay calm, cash.
The patterns in recall voice
will probably
switch off any second.
Think straight.
What does the clock read?
8 hours, 57, and 3.
You got time.
How much time?
About nine hours.
The signal is playing hockey
with your feedback control.
It's trying to disorient you
so you can't escape.
Come here. Come here.
You're safe.
You're safe.
It's cool.
I'm safe.
Remember, you're throwing out
a hell of a signal.
You won't be clear of danger
until you've been defused.
OK What's the plan?
Get some wheels.
Hope I remember how to drive.
She can if you can't.
No problem.
I'll drive.
You'll drive?
Yeah.
Go to 1830 Perrot street.
It's in the warehouse
district downtown,
and wait for wild card.
If you miss him,
head straight
for the city museum
in South sector.
- OK
- I'll find you.
Alright
Hey, hey, hey!
Who the hell are you?
Oh! Almost forgot.
The name is... Mercy.
Ready when you are, Chen!
You screwed up,
letting our princess
out of her tower.
What's our plan now Dunn?
She's not the problem.
It's the human... Colt.
The best laid plans...
Just shut up and listen.
Get topside and intercept cash.
Disconnect
the Pinwheel detonator
and install your own.
Make sure it's undetectable.
After you kill colt,
we're back in business.
What about Pinwheel?
They'll definitely
want her back.
Don't worry about Pinwheel.
When the time is right,
I'll destroy cash,
Pinwheel, and Kobayashi
all at the same time.
Ooo... Remind me to never piss you off.
Who says you haven't already?
Sending Pinwheel security
to locate her
is out of the question.
Why?
Our tracking system
will alert hackers
and tappers topside.
And they'll tear her
to pieces for the parts.
That sort of garage sale
must be avoided at all costs.
She won't respond to the
activation warning?
After the 40-minute point,
the odds decrease
some 11% on the hour.
Apparently whatever emotion
drove her to escape
may override her sense
of self-preservation.
She'd rather self-destruct
than surrender?
Check.
The boys in program
call it a freedom-cathexis
aberration.
Put simply...
She's the first cyborg to escape
by human reasoning,
so it's escape or bust.
Now, we're still speculating
on the motives
of the combat instructor.
Corporate spying?
Possibly.
They appear to have had
outside help.
Could be Kobayashi.
What's your plan, Dunn?
This unit's training program
was under your own
personal supervision.
If she's apprehended
and analysed,
the entire glass shadow
project is dead.
And Pinwheel bites the big one.
Normal tracking patterns
of escapee traffic
will not apply in this scenario,
not with a major
corporate accomplice.
No, my fellows,
I suggest we enlist the man
who has experience,
somebody who knows the street,
somebody who's worked
with irrational prototype models
like the Velma unit
five years ago.
Get a psycho to find a psycho.
You're not suggesting...
Yes.
Yes. Master Daniel bench.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Yes?
Hello, bench.
Well, well, well, well...
Martin Dunn from Pinwheel.
It's been a long time.
How may I, uh... Assist you?
Are you still active?
Well, if that's
your polite little way
of inquiring if I still
kill people for a living,
the answer is oui, oui,
si, si, oh, yes.
I am still an equal
opportunity Terminator.
I thought you may
have slowed down
after the Velma incident.
Temporary setback.
You call five years temporary?
Well...
The face is nicely
on the mend now.
Trifle expensive, though,
but we can afford it.
An emergency has come up.
We're in need of services.
To the tune... Of?
350,000 for 9 hours,
plus an additional 10%
if the product
is delivered intact.
30%.
20.
Come on, Dunn.
25... surgical costs
are absurd these days.
Affirmative.
We have a spec a,
lc-7 female cyborg,
standard anitronic
espionage model,
plus one human, male, 30 years.
Employee?
Instructor. Hand-to-hand,
small arms.
I don't know, Dunn.
You sound kind of nervous to me.
She wouldn't happen to be
an experimental
model, would she?
That's classified.
Do you want the job or not?
Times being what they are...
I thought so.
The product has a 200-mile tap.
We can vid-fax pictures
and set up a relay right now.
Proceed.
I think it would be better if I go alone.
The hackers will be
looking for a couple not a single.
If I'm not back in 30 minutes, meet
me at the museum in south sector.
OK.
I'll wait across the street
in that alley, OK.?
Don't get dead.
I'm looking for wild card.
Just follow me.
You wait here.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
Yoo-hoo!
Over here, killer.
No doubt about it.
That window will never
mess with you again.
Nervous reflex, man.
I forgot you're...
Strung pretty tight.
Too many drugs.
Probably.
What's next?
Hook up with cash
and wait for your contact.
OK How will I know him?
He'll know you.
Smart as a whip.
And remember, somebody somewhere
is dogging cash's beacon.
In fact, you've probably got
a wiretapper on your tail now.
A wiretapper?
Professional cyborg tracker...
Keeps the escape classified.
They're well-paid,
and I never met one
who wasn't a
borderline psychopath.
Ah! What are my chances?
Hell, kid,
I'm amazed
you're still breathing.
[SNORTS]
You're a sweetie.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
Where you learn speak Chinese?
I was trained.
Train for what?
What you want to know?
How much time do I have?
You got friend?
Yes.
He's waiting for me.
You got sharp field.
Very strong charge.
How you got such strong energy?
You need money?
Money?
I got job for you.
Good work for cyborg girl.
Top dollar.
Aahh!
Ooh!
Hey, buddy! Hey! Got a light?
Very big gun.
Makes very big holes.
I get the point.
Put these on.
On your back!
Fuck!
Your pretty little mate,
where is she, inside?
She's gone, man.
I didn't realize that you were
so tired of living.
Aah! Fuck! Don't...
Don't kill me, man.
What's the magic word?
Please.
Please, please,
please, please, what?
Please don't kill me.
Oh, I do like
a boy with manners.
You beckon the doorman,
and you keep your hole shut!
Your girlfriend's very,
very close, isn't she?
You got me.
Can I help you?
Just conducting
a little... Inquest
here in your beautiful,
beautiful kosh parlour.
You're no cop.
[SCREAMING]
Colt?
Colt, are you down there?
Colt?
Aahh!
Ugh!
Have a seat.
I'll stand if you don't mind.
Please!
OK.
Cuff yourself to that bar.
Give it a nice little tug.
[THUNDER]
Cigarette?
Yeah.
Oh, so sorry.
I don't have any.
You're a spook, man.
You know that?
You need some serious
fucking therapy.
Oh, but it's so much fun
to watch, isn't it?
Mmm... I guess so.
I have... Unusually
sensitive skin.
We must guard continually
against infections.
They do cause... Complications.
I knew Pinwheel
was cutting back on costs,
but they must be desperate
to bring you in.
Where do you hail
from, Mr. ricks?
New Orleans.
Have you ever been to the, uh...
Oh! Magical far east?
No, I haven't had the pleasure.
You really should get
out more, Mr. ricks.
Travel really does
broaden the mind.
Now, are you going to tell me...
Where she is?
Hey, I told you.
I have no idea where she is.
Little boy Colton
has lost his mate
and doesn't fancy a look,
but master bench...
And his bloody henchman...
Must hang his head on a hook.
Ow!
What is that?
That's the third eye.
They say that it
does help you see
far into the future.
Oh, shit!
No, no, no, no.
Don't cover it up.
It's liquid crystal based...
Very, very sensitive
to the light.
Do you see?
Otherwise, it will burn a furrow
deep, deep, deep
into your corpus callosum,
and then you're
going to be in a...
In a desperate state.
All this fun has just left me
limp with excitement.
I believe I'm going to join you
in your peaceful slumber.
You have pleasant
dreams, Mr. ricks.
I think we're
coming around, yes?
Hello. My name is tea.
Would you like miss chen
with your cream?
Recode logical and pattern back.
Entry, first subject.
Wh... who is you greeting me?
And I am?
Miss chen.
Who has offered you...
Cream for my tea.
And if you don't like cream?
I'll take it black. Thank you.
Well, doesn't appear
to be any serious damage.
Now, V.E.M. Replication,
I want optical memory playback.
You've been a naughty girl.
It's in my program.
It appears Pinwheel
has planted a bomb in you.
Yes. Can you remove it?
I don't think it can be removed.
Your entire system appears
to be suffused with it.
This is the detonator.
It's still active.
Not necessarily.
There.
The detonation clock
in your field of vision
will gradually run its
course to zero and stop.
On the other hand...
No!
Oh, yes.
Make it stop.
Well... What's it worth?
Anything. Just make it stop.
I know you have a partner.
A cyborg.
Tell me where he is,
and I guarantee safe passage
out of the country.
All right.
[WINGS FLAPPING]
They say the happiest
people have no memories.
None.
You've been contacted
by a tapper.
Just stay in the dark
and don't reveal any landmarks.
Geography always tips them off.
OK.
You all right?
Yes.
I just hope mercy
contacts us soon.
Yeah.
Mercy.
It's not what
you expected, is it?
What?
The world.
Topside.
I thought it would be beautiful.
Yeah. Well, it ceased to be
beautiful a long time ago.
People just screwed it up.
How could they
let it get so bad?
Because people
aren't programmed, cash.
They're not schematics,
and they're not circuitry.
They're...
They're flesh and blood.
We learn by trial and error.
OK., some errors
are worse than others.
Some of the trials, too.
Now you're talking
about cyborgs,
man's puny attempt to play God.
It's a fucked concept.
I hated you all
at Pinwheel, you know?
When I started working there,
the staff there acted
like Dunn was Geppetto.
By the end, all we'd created
were perverted Pinocchios.
Until they created you.
When I first started...
Having feelings...
A genuine attraction to you,
I was scared
because they were playing
God better than ever,
and I was buying into it.
Man, and I-i knew
what kind of treachery
Pinwheel was capable of,
and I was more afraid for you...
Than... than for myself.
Any regrets?
No.
None.
No. None.
Except one. That...
We won't live our lives
together and die together.
Today might be that day, punk.
I'll be damned...
If it isn't sweet raven chen!
Long time no see, Danny.
I heard a cyborg
almost did you in.
Oohh... Yes!
She gave me
a run for it, all right.
Seems that, uh,
our darling little Velma
had a fondness
for battery acid.
Gave me a full-face splash.
Beautiful bitch.
The tapping game isn't
what it used to be.
Maybe it's time you checked out.
Aah!
Jesus Christ!
Look what you've done!
Wait, wait, cash. We don't
have time for this.
We got to keep moving.
Ah, the nuclear family.
An appropriate name.
You were right.
He's of very little use to me.
Where are you?
So, tell me what's worse...
Cyborg envy...
Or human envy?
Penis envy? Huh?
Ah!
I like your style, gorgeous.
[ELECTRICAL CRACKLING]
Hey, puppy, you lost?
Who cares? How much
time we got left?
Wait a minute. He's synthetic.
Mercy must have sent him.
Man, great.
Benji the cyborg.
[MECHANICAL BARK]
Let's follow the dog.
[CHILD LAUGHING]
[SCREAMING]
This must be it.
Oh, yeah. Sounds like
a wonderful place.
Yes. May I help you?
Yes you can let us in.
Do you have a reservation?
[BARK BARK]
Mercy sent us.
I'll have to check
with the manager, excuse me a moment
Welcome to Towndown.
Your entrance has been approved.
[GRINDING]
Oh, yeah.
Uh!
Thanks. We're looking for mercy.
Nobody finds mercy.
Mercy will find you.
Towndown's a shipyard?
More like a graveyard.
This is pre-war shit,
all obsolete.
When enough fools
and freaks move in,
they call it a town.
You only need one
thing to live here...
What's that?
Basic human survival instinct.
[SHIP HORN SOUNDS]
The man says to approach.
He can see us?
In these parts,
if you can't see it coming,
it's probably too late.
I wish you luck.
[BELL RINGING]
Cover it up, boys.
So, where to, Benji?
What's next?
[TICKING]
[TICKING GETTING LOUDER]
You're late.
Ran into some shit.
It's getting thicker.
What do you mean?
The ship I paid
my last dollar for
just burned to the ground.
Someone doesn't
want you to leave.
What other options do we have?
Only one... rent another boat.
Great. How are we
supposed to do that?
Ever hear of the blade?
No.
Snuff combat
under a stern propeller
of a dry-dock ship.
Big attraction here.
Two enter, one comes out.
Fast, brutal,
and highly illegal,
and you're a contender.
Forget it.
I'm not going through a blender
so you can place some bets.
Easy, colt .45.
Remember, the difference
between champ and chump...
Is you.
The blade's your ticket
to the Mombasa shuffle.
A ticket to where?
Mombasa... the only free zone on
earth for unlicensed cyborgs.
The purse will rent you
a black-market boat for the trip,
and it leaves tonight...
With you... Or without you.
Hey, Marty, my love!
Four hours and counting, bench.
Where are you?
I'm due west, riding right
by magical Harbor view.
Towndown?
Not unlike our late,
lovely Velma.
The Harbor zone has a
well-developed criminal network.
However, the similarity
is circumstantial at best.
Well, silly, silly me.
I just have trouble believing
that, so you listen to me.
I'm going to outline our
new terms of agreement.
Total termination for a
50% increase in fee!
Out of the question.
The woman is too valuable,
and the man is a matter
of internal security.
I just bet he is, but, Marty,
you're missing the point
because retrieval is no longer
an acceptable option.
Are you threatening me, bench?
Ah, threaten.
What a quaint,
quaint, quaint word.
I've been mutilated!
Five painful years
I've done my therapy,
and I'm butchered by
a little shit-kicker
and his little piece
of wind-up muff!
You're off the case, bench.
You touch them,
we'll have your license.
Oh, I love it.
What license?
I love it.
I love it!
I love it!
I love it!
I love it!
I love it!
[MANIACAL LAUGHTER]
So, why do they
call you wild card?
It's a long story,
and you're not going
to be awake for it.
You've got
a thing happening, huh?
Yeah. Cyborg love.
Just like Romeo and Juliet.
Got to cross
all those lines to connect.
Kind of a doomed thing, huh?
Doomed?
Yeah.
Like it cannot last,
even if this love is true.
Only one way it can live on.
How?
Someone's got to cross over
and live the time
of their beloved.
Time... Is what it's all about.
Cash will live for a
thousand years, forever 22,
as long as
they keep making parts
to maintain you,
but colt .45...
He'll peel
like yesterday's paint,
being just a bit
of blood and bone.
He's a memory as we speak.
If you can cross over
just a little,
just enough to taste
each other's time,
well, then your time together
just might be enough.
Would you want to live forever?
Mortal... Or immortal...
Here I die.
I leave eternity to thee.
For what is a man
that he should live out
the lifetime of his God?
Who is mercy?
He used to command a fleet.
What happened?
It's not a pretty story.
He was wounded in battle of Elanor Yuff.
The Navy just couldn't
scrap a human hero,
so they rebuilt him
with cyborg parts.
He's cyborg?
Experimental model.
Went renegade.
Saw the world
as a hired soldier.
Ran guns in Gaza, Kabul.
Led a coup in Mozambique.
The gent's a poet/warrior
in the classic sense.
[MERCY] My wife... Velma.
Where is she?
She's dead.
Sorry.
It was sort of
an arranged marriage,
a pairing of man...
And machine.
Velma was a free spirit,
a searcher for a better world.
She spent most of her time
helping renegade cyborgs
escape from Pinwheel's hell,
but they finally got her.
Your tapper... bench... killed her
but not before
she messed him up.
Is that why you're
helping cash and me?
Mm-hmm.
Marriage is a magical thing.
Ha!
A treacherous thing.
Pull out that centre drawer.
Open it.
Some things are customary
before a man goes into battle.
[WHIRRING]
[KNOCK KNOCK]
It's time to rumble.
[ALARM]
I've spoken to
the fight promoter... Bobby Lin.
He's expecting you.
This...
Is the dragon.
Here's pier 77.
After the fight,
you'll have 20 minutes
Too make it to die Frau Maria.
Who do we meet?
The captain's name is Choy Fook.
He'll recognize you. If he
doesn't, get out... Fast.
That's it.
Huh. Well, win or lose,
it's been a trip.
You're a kick-ass wire, mercy.
We're looking for Bobby Lin.
Mercy sent us.
Bobby Lin?
Who want to know?
Mercy.
Mercy...
Says good things about you...
Fast, lots of style.
This guy I'm fighting,
what's his record like?
He first-time fighter, too.
Newcomers always
kick the odds up,
make lots more money.
That's good.
Everything's set.
This next match...
Goes all the way.
Round one, no blades.
Round two, one blade.
Round three and final
round, both blades.
Only person allowed is trainer.
That you, right?
Bell will start fight.
Give us a good show, eh?
What's our time situation?
2 minutes to the bell,
44 for the ship.
Shit... mercy.
We got to call, make sure things
are set with the boat guy, OK.?
Be careful, colt.
Right. So go.
For love.
Hey, what else is there?
Go. Go.
Go.
[BELL RINGS]
Ya! Come on!
Go! Go!
Yeah! Yeah!
[BELL RINGS]
[BELL RINGS]
Come on, let's go!
Get him!
[BELL RINGS]
[BELL RINGS]
Oh, no.
If you interfere,
colt disqualifies!
No Mombasa!
Down! Down! Down!
[METAL CLANKING]
Kill him, colt!
Aah!
[SLICE]
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
All right, break up
this party, sergeant.
Yes, sir.
Colt, Pinwheel!
Ah!
Let's go!
No, don't, cash!
They'll blow you away, baby.
No t hey won't. I cost too much.
But your boyfriend
is dirt-cheap.
Give it up, cyborg,
or he's a dead man.
Way to stand by your man, cash.
I like that.
And, colt, that was
one hell of a fight.
And to you Pinwheel pinheads...
I only have one thing to say...
Incoming.
God damn it!
All right,
break off and fan out!
I want these people found.
[WHIRRING]
Mercy.
So much for myths.
If you want to dine
with the devil,
you'll need a long spoon.
Mercy.
We can do better.
Oh.
Mercy.
Glad you could make it.
You know, you've always
been such a, uh,
a formidable opponent.
[SNAP]
Until your untimely
capture, that is.
And I thought
I'd at least let you
come and watch me
play my final card.
[WHIRRING]
You see, this is
Chen's detonator.
It has a 2,000-mile range.
So, alas, it appears that
the honeymoon's over
for cash and colt.
What?
No... no quick, smart-ass remark?
No retort from the man
with the video mouth?
Cash and colt,
you can kiss
your asses good-bye.
Warning, a detonation sequence
has been detected
within the complex.
Initiate emergency
evacuation sequence.
I think you kissed
the wrong ass good-bye.
2, 1, 0.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[MERCY]
Time is what it's all about.
Cash crossed over and lived
the time of her beloved colt,
proving once again that love
is stronger than flesh...
Or machine.
♪ First touch, ♪
♪ I resisted your kiss ♪
♪ Wondering ♪
♪ what feeling is this ♪
♪ Touch me now ♪
♪ I believe you still can ♪
♪ like the breath ♪
♪ of an African fan ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ gives meaning each day ♪
♪ You linger when you go away ♪
♪ your shadow ♪
♪ through my body and soul ♪
♪ I will follow forever alone ♪
♪ I dream each day is a sign ♪
♪ I will remember ♪
♪ in a thousand years' time ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ your touch ♪
♪ and your loving feeling ♪
♪ Crystal hearts ♪
♪ in eternal shade ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ oh ooh oh oh ooh ♪
♪ your shadow ♪
♪ through my body and soul ♪
♪ I will follow forever alone ♪
♪ I dream each day is a sign ♪
♪ I will remember ♪
♪ in a thousand years' time ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ touch me now ♪
♪ and the love that we made ♪
♪ Crystal hearts ♪
♪ in eternal shade ♪
Mmm!
Ahh...
Oh, yeah.
They're beautiful.
Ha ha!
Ahh...
Oh, yes.
Oh, yes.
Ahh...
Mmm!
[PANTING]
Ha! Ahh...
Oh, yeah.
Caught a loop there.
Go lateral and fix.
[PANTING]
Oh, yeah.
We're level,
right on time with 109er,
and she's a go.
All right. Heat her up.
[PANTING]
Ah!
I'm burning.
Oh! I'm burning!
T.A.D. In 11 seconds
and counting.
10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
2...
1.
Kick off.
Holy shit!
Man, what a waste.
Fire alert. Observation 1.
Send in the boys.
Have them send up a
shitload of window cleaner.
Ha ha ha!
Cyborg stew.
Glycerine-3
acidosulphide-dioxogine...
Glass shadow for short...
Injected into the cyborg's
circulatory system
and directly linked
to a microbeam detonator,
virtually undetectable
in human form,
aggressively effective,
the cutting edge
of counter espionage technology
in a humanoid
robotics application.
And while our
major competitor, Kobayashi,
has tried similar designs,
only Pinwheel
has been able to overcome
the chemical rejection
of a bio explosive implant.
Dreena, the cyborg test unit
you just saw
was injected with a mere
20 milligrams of glass shadow.
The Osaka operative will be
carrying over 100,000.
Has she been selected?
Her name is Casella Reese.
The trainers call her cash.
Peak condition, top of the line,
our very best.
What has she got?
A hypersophisticated
psychoemotional program
designed specifically for her,
human in almost every respect...
Love, hate,
anxiety, anger, sexuality,
and most importantly, fear.
Every time she screws
somebody, she'll explode?
I wish my ex-wife
had that problem.
[LAUGHTER]
The sexual demonstration
was chosen
as the most entertaining way
of showing the board
the infinite possibilities
of the glass shadow.
With Kobayashi corporation
folding,
Pinwheel will monopolize
the biotech world.
Two years from now, they'll say,
"if God didn't make you,
Pinwheel did."
We'll own this planet.
Casella Reese,
you've got a great future
behind you.
Ah!
Ha ha!
You're dropping your left, cash.
Ah!
You think so, colt?
Class dismissed.
Where's dreena?
Who?
Dreena... my room mate.
They took her away.
What happened to her?
How should I know?
Ooh, can't take my eye off you.
What's going on?
Nothing that concerns you.
What's she done?
Nothing that concerns you.
Come... come here.
Look, ricks, don't start
any shit with me.
You're already on thin ice.
Asshole.
Mind your own business,
or you'll never get out of here.
You're going to be
semi operative
for a couple of hours.
Nothing to worry about.
Just try and relax.
Interrupt Pinwheel feed.
Enough synthetic homework
for now.
Time to get real.
There's a few things
you should know
if you decide to go.
Other cyborgs have tried it
and failed.
Only one made it all the way,
but she had a protector,
a human...
A warrior...
A hero.
If you really want to make it,
find yourself a hero.
Do you know any heroes?
No.
Would you like a suggestion?
Yes.
Did they hurt you?
Probably.
You know the rules...
No fraternizing with cyborgs.
What's happening?
Yeah...
You.
Just you and me, colt .45,
mano a mano.
This a joke?
Ha ha ha!
Guess not.
Holy Christ.
[SPEAKING LATIN]
Who are you?
I am the word of God almighty!
Satisfied?
No.
No pleasing some.
So what did she give you, huh?
A billet d'amour?
No. A matchbox.
Ooh, the flame of love.
Nobody told me about you.
I keep a low profile.
So who the hell are you?
Your saving grace, Colton ricks.
Take her to observation 4.
Got to split
before they trace me.
Until then, I'll be seeing you
in all the familiar places.
Oh, Jesus.
Reference again.
Subject.
Company regulations.
Category.
Um...
Penalty for, uh...
Fraternizing with a cyborg.
Specify.
Sexual contact.
Immediate incarceration,
plus fine,
plus reprogramming charges,
plus legal action
in case of product damage.
Minimum sentence... solitary
confinement until death.
Shall I go on?
I'll get back to you on that.
Purge conversation.
Pleasant sleep?
The usual. No dreams.
Oh, sorry to hear that.
But I do believe
you have an assignation.
A what?
A rendezvous...
Lab 9, 5:00 sharp.
Shit.
What the hell are you anyway?
Hmm.
A bad idea on the loose.
Ha ha ha!
Ah!
Look at this.
They're so beautiful.
I wonder if they are real.
There's more.
Oh, Jesus.
He's a cyborg.
[SCREECHING]
Monkey see, monkey do.
Now, you get around, OK?
What's your system?
It's a secret,
but let's just say
that I can communicate
with just about anyone
anywhere within Pinwheel.
I have a few of my own
operatives topside, too.
In other words, I can throw a monkey
in anybody's wrench, right, cash?
You've seen him before?
He talks to me at night.
[CLANG]
What was that?
The plot thickens.
Go ahead.
I'll keep an eye on you.
Dreena?
Ah!
Guess what.
What?
They put the chill in me, cash.
Why?
They didn't discuss it with me.
Are they going to fix you?
They already did.
Better kiss it good-bye, cash.
You're next.
Ha ha ha!
Next for what?
Glass shadow.
Glass shadow?
Mm-hmm. Liquid explosive,
highly effective.
It's circulating in your body
at this moment, cash.
Why? Why me?
Corporate
counter espionage unit.
You were made to be destroyed.
When?
Osaka, two days from now.
Dunn's arranged
for you to attend
a corporate meeting
at the Kobayashi robotics plant,
posing as an American investor.
At a preprogrammed point,
you will self-detonate,
thus liquidating the company's
entire chain of command.
For what reason?
In the ensuing crisis,
stock value will plummet,
leaving Kobayashi vulnerable
to an immediate takeover
by its chief rival.
Pinwheel.
Mmm, business as usual.
Time to make hard choices.
You have five seconds.
Five seconds?
3, 2...
1.
Bingo! You've just been
reported stolen, cash,
and guess who they claim
the thief is.
You, handsome.
What do we do now?
Run like hell.
[ALARM]
You know where we're going?
A freight elevator on level 6.
Hold your fire don't damage the cyborg
Why don't they ever say,
"don't damage the human"?
Ugh! Unh!
Unh!
Argh!
Oh!
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Come on! This way!
This should be it.
Yeah.
Come on, come on.
Aah!
Jeez!
[ELEVATOR SLOWING TO A STOP]
Ugh!
Oh, man.
I got a bad feeling about this.
Humans... always struggling
with your feelings.
Unfortunately, your feeling
is right this time.
Ah!
Ah!
Oh, shit.
Not bad. Mine's not as sweet.
That's funny.
Bring up a schematic
on this area,
and let's get
the hell out of here, OK.
Through the bottom,
under the floorboard,
there's another hatch.
Aah!
Whoa!
But watch out for
the half-a-mile drop.
Swing me!
That-a girl!
God, what a stench!
I just shut
my smell sensors off.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Ha ha ha!
OK, and what's next?
We wait for our ride up.
Your kidding me right we're
going to hitch hike a ride
on a trash container from hell?
Lodjick tells us we have no other choice.
I'll attach us.
You just ride it out.
Easy for you to say.
Aah!
You all right?
I feel like I've been
drug through a knothole.
Get this thing off me.
Let's go.
I got to quit smoking.
You know the city?
I haven't been
topside in a while.
Eight years, I think.
What are you doing?
A little interface.
Not bad for a first-time break.
How do you do that?
Black magic.
I got to make you disappear.
You better do it quick pal.
Because I'm a felon now. OK
Grand theft robot.
I don't need to be busted
for possession of an
unlicensed cyborg, let me tell ya.
What?
Colt!
What?
What is it?
What is it?
I've been activate...
I've been activated!
Uh-oh.
What? What's going on?
I was afraid of this.
Afraid of what?
Now you better give me
some answers hot lips come on.
They wired a recall code
to her tracking system.
The detonator self-activates
when she's far from the plant.
They don't want anyone to find out
she's carrying the glass shadow.
Help me!
Hey! Hey! It's OK.
Stay calm, cash.
The patterns in recall voice
will probably
switch off any second.
Think straight.
What does the clock read?
8 hours, 57, and 3.
You got time.
How much time?
About nine hours.
The signal is playing hockey
with your feedback control.
It's trying to disorient you
so you can't escape.
Come here. Come here.
You're safe.
You're safe.
It's cool.
I'm safe.
Remember, you're throwing out
a hell of a signal.
You won't be clear of danger
until you've been defused.
OK What's the plan?
Get some wheels.
Hope I remember how to drive.
She can if you can't.
No problem.
I'll drive.
You'll drive?
Yeah.
Go to 1830 Perrot street.
It's in the warehouse
district downtown,
and wait for wild card.
If you miss him,
head straight
for the city museum
in South sector.
- OK
- I'll find you.
Alright
Hey, hey, hey!
Who the hell are you?
Oh! Almost forgot.
The name is... Mercy.
Ready when you are, Chen!
You screwed up,
letting our princess
out of her tower.
What's our plan now Dunn?
She's not the problem.
It's the human... Colt.
The best laid plans...
Just shut up and listen.
Get topside and intercept cash.
Disconnect
the Pinwheel detonator
and install your own.
Make sure it's undetectable.
After you kill colt,
we're back in business.
What about Pinwheel?
They'll definitely
want her back.
Don't worry about Pinwheel.
When the time is right,
I'll destroy cash,
Pinwheel, and Kobayashi
all at the same time.
Ooo... Remind me to never piss you off.
Who says you haven't already?
Sending Pinwheel security
to locate her
is out of the question.
Why?
Our tracking system
will alert hackers
and tappers topside.
And they'll tear her
to pieces for the parts.
That sort of garage sale
must be avoided at all costs.
She won't respond to the
activation warning?
After the 40-minute point,
the odds decrease
some 11% on the hour.
Apparently whatever emotion
drove her to escape
may override her sense
of self-preservation.
She'd rather self-destruct
than surrender?
Check.
The boys in program
call it a freedom-cathexis
aberration.
Put simply...
She's the first cyborg to escape
by human reasoning,
so it's escape or bust.
Now, we're still speculating
on the motives
of the combat instructor.
Corporate spying?
Possibly.
They appear to have had
outside help.
Could be Kobayashi.
What's your plan, Dunn?
This unit's training program
was under your own
personal supervision.
If she's apprehended
and analysed,
the entire glass shadow
project is dead.
And Pinwheel bites the big one.
Normal tracking patterns
of escapee traffic
will not apply in this scenario,
not with a major
corporate accomplice.
No, my fellows,
I suggest we enlist the man
who has experience,
somebody who knows the street,
somebody who's worked
with irrational prototype models
like the Velma unit
five years ago.
Get a psycho to find a psycho.
You're not suggesting...
Yes.
Yes. Master Daniel bench.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Yes?
Hello, bench.
Well, well, well, well...
Martin Dunn from Pinwheel.
It's been a long time.
How may I, uh... Assist you?
Are you still active?
Well, if that's
your polite little way
of inquiring if I still
kill people for a living,
the answer is oui, oui,
si, si, oh, yes.
I am still an equal
opportunity Terminator.
I thought you may
have slowed down
after the Velma incident.
Temporary setback.
You call five years temporary?
Well...
The face is nicely
on the mend now.
Trifle expensive, though,
but we can afford it.
An emergency has come up.
We're in need of services.
To the tune... Of?
350,000 for 9 hours,
plus an additional 10%
if the product
is delivered intact.
30%.
20.
Come on, Dunn.
25... surgical costs
are absurd these days.
Affirmative.
We have a spec a,
lc-7 female cyborg,
standard anitronic
espionage model,
plus one human, male, 30 years.
Employee?
Instructor. Hand-to-hand,
small arms.
I don't know, Dunn.
You sound kind of nervous to me.
She wouldn't happen to be
an experimental
model, would she?
That's classified.
Do you want the job or not?
Times being what they are...
I thought so.
The product has a 200-mile tap.
We can vid-fax pictures
and set up a relay right now.
Proceed.
I think it would be better if I go alone.
The hackers will be
looking for a couple not a single.
If I'm not back in 30 minutes, meet
me at the museum in south sector.
OK.
I'll wait across the street
in that alley, OK.?
Don't get dead.
I'm looking for wild card.
Just follow me.
You wait here.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
Yoo-hoo!
Over here, killer.
No doubt about it.
That window will never
mess with you again.
Nervous reflex, man.
I forgot you're...
Strung pretty tight.
Too many drugs.
Probably.
What's next?
Hook up with cash
and wait for your contact.
OK How will I know him?
He'll know you.
Smart as a whip.
And remember, somebody somewhere
is dogging cash's beacon.
In fact, you've probably got
a wiretapper on your tail now.
A wiretapper?
Professional cyborg tracker...
Keeps the escape classified.
They're well-paid,
and I never met one
who wasn't a
borderline psychopath.
Ah! What are my chances?
Hell, kid,
I'm amazed
you're still breathing.
[SNORTS]
You're a sweetie.
[SPEAKING CHINESE]
Where you learn speak Chinese?
I was trained.
Train for what?
What you want to know?
How much time do I have?
You got friend?
Yes.
He's waiting for me.
You got sharp field.
Very strong charge.
How you got such strong energy?
You need money?
Money?
I got job for you.
Good work for cyborg girl.
Top dollar.
Aahh!
Ooh!
Hey, buddy! Hey! Got a light?
Very big gun.
Makes very big holes.
I get the point.
Put these on.
On your back!
Fuck!
Your pretty little mate,
where is she, inside?
She's gone, man.
I didn't realize that you were
so tired of living.
Aah! Fuck! Don't...
Don't kill me, man.
What's the magic word?
Please.
Please, please,
please, please, what?
Please don't kill me.
Oh, I do like
a boy with manners.
You beckon the doorman,
and you keep your hole shut!
Your girlfriend's very,
very close, isn't she?
You got me.
Can I help you?
Just conducting
a little... Inquest
here in your beautiful,
beautiful kosh parlour.
You're no cop.
[SCREAMING]
Colt?
Colt, are you down there?
Colt?
Aahh!
Ugh!
Have a seat.
I'll stand if you don't mind.
Please!
OK.
Cuff yourself to that bar.
Give it a nice little tug.
[THUNDER]
Cigarette?
Yeah.
Oh, so sorry.
I don't have any.
You're a spook, man.
You know that?
You need some serious
fucking therapy.
Oh, but it's so much fun
to watch, isn't it?
Mmm... I guess so.
I have... Unusually
sensitive skin.
We must guard continually
against infections.
They do cause... Complications.
I knew Pinwheel
was cutting back on costs,
but they must be desperate
to bring you in.
Where do you hail
from, Mr. ricks?
New Orleans.
Have you ever been to the, uh...
Oh! Magical far east?
No, I haven't had the pleasure.
You really should get
out more, Mr. ricks.
Travel really does
broaden the mind.
Now, are you going to tell me...
Where she is?
Hey, I told you.
I have no idea where she is.
Little boy Colton
has lost his mate
and doesn't fancy a look,
but master bench...
And his bloody henchman...
Must hang his head on a hook.
Ow!
What is that?
That's the third eye.
They say that it
does help you see
far into the future.
Oh, shit!
No, no, no, no.
Don't cover it up.
It's liquid crystal based...
Very, very sensitive
to the light.
Do you see?
Otherwise, it will burn a furrow
deep, deep, deep
into your corpus callosum,
and then you're
going to be in a...
In a desperate state.
All this fun has just left me
limp with excitement.
I believe I'm going to join you
in your peaceful slumber.
You have pleasant
dreams, Mr. ricks.
I think we're
coming around, yes?
Hello. My name is tea.
Would you like miss chen
with your cream?
Recode logical and pattern back.
Entry, first subject.
Wh... who is you greeting me?
And I am?
Miss chen.
Who has offered you...
Cream for my tea.
And if you don't like cream?
I'll take it black. Thank you.
Well, doesn't appear
to be any serious damage.
Now, V.E.M. Replication,
I want optical memory playback.
You've been a naughty girl.
It's in my program.
It appears Pinwheel
has planted a bomb in you.
Yes. Can you remove it?
I don't think it can be removed.
Your entire system appears
to be suffused with it.
This is the detonator.
It's still active.
Not necessarily.
There.
The detonation clock
in your field of vision
will gradually run its
course to zero and stop.
On the other hand...
No!
Oh, yes.
Make it stop.
Well... What's it worth?
Anything. Just make it stop.
I know you have a partner.
A cyborg.
Tell me where he is,
and I guarantee safe passage
out of the country.
All right.
[WINGS FLAPPING]
They say the happiest
people have no memories.
None.
You've been contacted
by a tapper.
Just stay in the dark
and don't reveal any landmarks.
Geography always tips them off.
OK.
You all right?
Yes.
I just hope mercy
contacts us soon.
Yeah.
Mercy.
It's not what
you expected, is it?
What?
The world.
Topside.
I thought it would be beautiful.
Yeah. Well, it ceased to be
beautiful a long time ago.
People just screwed it up.
How could they
let it get so bad?
Because people
aren't programmed, cash.
They're not schematics,
and they're not circuitry.
They're...
They're flesh and blood.
We learn by trial and error.
OK., some errors
are worse than others.
Some of the trials, too.
Now you're talking
about cyborgs,
man's puny attempt to play God.
It's a fucked concept.
I hated you all
at Pinwheel, you know?
When I started working there,
the staff there acted
like Dunn was Geppetto.
By the end, all we'd created
were perverted Pinocchios.
Until they created you.
When I first started...
Having feelings...
A genuine attraction to you,
I was scared
because they were playing
God better than ever,
and I was buying into it.
Man, and I-i knew
what kind of treachery
Pinwheel was capable of,
and I was more afraid for you...
Than... than for myself.
Any regrets?
No.
None.
No. None.
Except one. That...
We won't live our lives
together and die together.
Today might be that day, punk.
I'll be damned...
If it isn't sweet raven chen!
Long time no see, Danny.
I heard a cyborg
almost did you in.
Oohh... Yes!
She gave me
a run for it, all right.
Seems that, uh,
our darling little Velma
had a fondness
for battery acid.
Gave me a full-face splash.
Beautiful bitch.
The tapping game isn't
what it used to be.
Maybe it's time you checked out.
Aah!
Jesus Christ!
Look what you've done!
Wait, wait, cash. We don't
have time for this.
We got to keep moving.
Ah, the nuclear family.
An appropriate name.
You were right.
He's of very little use to me.
Where are you?
So, tell me what's worse...
Cyborg envy...
Or human envy?
Penis envy? Huh?
Ah!
I like your style, gorgeous.
[ELECTRICAL CRACKLING]
Hey, puppy, you lost?
Who cares? How much
time we got left?
Wait a minute. He's synthetic.
Mercy must have sent him.
Man, great.
Benji the cyborg.
[MECHANICAL BARK]
Let's follow the dog.
[CHILD LAUGHING]
[SCREAMING]
This must be it.
Oh, yeah. Sounds like
a wonderful place.
Yes. May I help you?
Yes you can let us in.
Do you have a reservation?
[BARK BARK]
Mercy sent us.
I'll have to check
with the manager, excuse me a moment
Welcome to Towndown.
Your entrance has been approved.
[GRINDING]
Oh, yeah.
Uh!
Thanks. We're looking for mercy.
Nobody finds mercy.
Mercy will find you.
Towndown's a shipyard?
More like a graveyard.
This is pre-war shit,
all obsolete.
When enough fools
and freaks move in,
they call it a town.
You only need one
thing to live here...
What's that?
Basic human survival instinct.
[SHIP HORN SOUNDS]
The man says to approach.
He can see us?
In these parts,
if you can't see it coming,
it's probably too late.
I wish you luck.
[BELL RINGING]
Cover it up, boys.
So, where to, Benji?
What's next?
[TICKING]
[TICKING GETTING LOUDER]
You're late.
Ran into some shit.
It's getting thicker.
What do you mean?
The ship I paid
my last dollar for
just burned to the ground.
Someone doesn't
want you to leave.
What other options do we have?
Only one... rent another boat.
Great. How are we
supposed to do that?
Ever hear of the blade?
No.
Snuff combat
under a stern propeller
of a dry-dock ship.
Big attraction here.
Two enter, one comes out.
Fast, brutal,
and highly illegal,
and you're a contender.
Forget it.
I'm not going through a blender
so you can place some bets.
Easy, colt .45.
Remember, the difference
between champ and chump...
Is you.
The blade's your ticket
to the Mombasa shuffle.
A ticket to where?
Mombasa... the only free zone on
earth for unlicensed cyborgs.
The purse will rent you
a black-market boat for the trip,
and it leaves tonight...
With you... Or without you.
Hey, Marty, my love!
Four hours and counting, bench.
Where are you?
I'm due west, riding right
by magical Harbor view.
Towndown?
Not unlike our late,
lovely Velma.
The Harbor zone has a
well-developed criminal network.
However, the similarity
is circumstantial at best.
Well, silly, silly me.
I just have trouble believing
that, so you listen to me.
I'm going to outline our
new terms of agreement.
Total termination for a
50% increase in fee!
Out of the question.
The woman is too valuable,
and the man is a matter
of internal security.
I just bet he is, but, Marty,
you're missing the point
because retrieval is no longer
an acceptable option.
Are you threatening me, bench?
Ah, threaten.
What a quaint,
quaint, quaint word.
I've been mutilated!
Five painful years
I've done my therapy,
and I'm butchered by
a little shit-kicker
and his little piece
of wind-up muff!
You're off the case, bench.
You touch them,
we'll have your license.
Oh, I love it.
What license?
I love it.
I love it!
I love it!
I love it!
I love it!
I love it!
[MANIACAL LAUGHTER]
So, why do they
call you wild card?
It's a long story,
and you're not going
to be awake for it.
You've got
a thing happening, huh?
Yeah. Cyborg love.
Just like Romeo and Juliet.
Got to cross
all those lines to connect.
Kind of a doomed thing, huh?
Doomed?
Yeah.
Like it cannot last,
even if this love is true.
Only one way it can live on.
How?
Someone's got to cross over
and live the time
of their beloved.
Time... Is what it's all about.
Cash will live for a
thousand years, forever 22,
as long as
they keep making parts
to maintain you,
but colt .45...
He'll peel
like yesterday's paint,
being just a bit
of blood and bone.
He's a memory as we speak.
If you can cross over
just a little,
just enough to taste
each other's time,
well, then your time together
just might be enough.
Would you want to live forever?
Mortal... Or immortal...
Here I die.
I leave eternity to thee.
For what is a man
that he should live out
the lifetime of his God?
Who is mercy?
He used to command a fleet.
What happened?
It's not a pretty story.
He was wounded in battle of Elanor Yuff.
The Navy just couldn't
scrap a human hero,
so they rebuilt him
with cyborg parts.
He's cyborg?
Experimental model.
Went renegade.
Saw the world
as a hired soldier.
Ran guns in Gaza, Kabul.
Led a coup in Mozambique.
The gent's a poet/warrior
in the classic sense.
[MERCY] My wife... Velma.
Where is she?
She's dead.
Sorry.
It was sort of
an arranged marriage,
a pairing of man...
And machine.
Velma was a free spirit,
a searcher for a better world.
She spent most of her time
helping renegade cyborgs
escape from Pinwheel's hell,
but they finally got her.
Your tapper... bench... killed her
but not before
she messed him up.
Is that why you're
helping cash and me?
Mm-hmm.
Marriage is a magical thing.
Ha!
A treacherous thing.
Pull out that centre drawer.
Open it.
Some things are customary
before a man goes into battle.
[WHIRRING]
[KNOCK KNOCK]
It's time to rumble.
[ALARM]
I've spoken to
the fight promoter... Bobby Lin.
He's expecting you.
This...
Is the dragon.
Here's pier 77.
After the fight,
you'll have 20 minutes
Too make it to die Frau Maria.
Who do we meet?
The captain's name is Choy Fook.
He'll recognize you. If he
doesn't, get out... Fast.
That's it.
Huh. Well, win or lose,
it's been a trip.
You're a kick-ass wire, mercy.
We're looking for Bobby Lin.
Mercy sent us.
Bobby Lin?
Who want to know?
Mercy.
Mercy...
Says good things about you...
Fast, lots of style.
This guy I'm fighting,
what's his record like?
He first-time fighter, too.
Newcomers always
kick the odds up,
make lots more money.
That's good.
Everything's set.
This next match...
Goes all the way.
Round one, no blades.
Round two, one blade.
Round three and final
round, both blades.
Only person allowed is trainer.
That you, right?
Bell will start fight.
Give us a good show, eh?
What's our time situation?
2 minutes to the bell,
44 for the ship.
Shit... mercy.
We got to call, make sure things
are set with the boat guy, OK.?
Be careful, colt.
Right. So go.
For love.
Hey, what else is there?
Go. Go.
Go.
[BELL RINGS]
Ya! Come on!
Go! Go!
Yeah! Yeah!
[BELL RINGS]
[BELL RINGS]
Come on, let's go!
Get him!
[BELL RINGS]
[BELL RINGS]
Oh, no.
If you interfere,
colt disqualifies!
No Mombasa!
Down! Down! Down!
[METAL CLANKING]
Kill him, colt!
Aah!
[SLICE]
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
All right, break up
this party, sergeant.
Yes, sir.
Colt, Pinwheel!
Ah!
Let's go!
No, don't, cash!
They'll blow you away, baby.
No t hey won't. I cost too much.
But your boyfriend
is dirt-cheap.
Give it up, cyborg,
or he's a dead man.
Way to stand by your man, cash.
I like that.
And, colt, that was
one hell of a fight.
And to you Pinwheel pinheads...
I only have one thing to say...
Incoming.
God damn it!
All right,
break off and fan out!
I want these people found.
[WHIRRING]
Mercy.
So much for myths.
If you want to dine
with the devil,
you'll need a long spoon.
Mercy.
We can do better.
Oh.
Mercy.
Glad you could make it.
You know, you've always
been such a, uh,
a formidable opponent.
[SNAP]
Until your untimely
capture, that is.
And I thought
I'd at least let you
come and watch me
play my final card.
[WHIRRING]
You see, this is
Chen's detonator.
It has a 2,000-mile range.
So, alas, it appears that
the honeymoon's over
for cash and colt.
What?
No... no quick, smart-ass remark?
No retort from the man
with the video mouth?
Cash and colt,
you can kiss
your asses good-bye.
Warning, a detonation sequence
has been detected
within the complex.
Initiate emergency
evacuation sequence.
I think you kissed
the wrong ass good-bye.
2, 1, 0.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[MERCY]
Time is what it's all about.
Cash crossed over and lived
the time of her beloved colt,
proving once again that love
is stronger than flesh...
Or machine.
♪ First touch, ♪
♪ I resisted your kiss ♪
♪ Wondering ♪
♪ what feeling is this ♪
♪ Touch me now ♪
♪ I believe you still can ♪
♪ like the breath ♪
♪ of an African fan ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ gives meaning each day ♪
♪ You linger when you go away ♪
♪ your shadow ♪
♪ through my body and soul ♪
♪ I will follow forever alone ♪
♪ I dream each day is a sign ♪
♪ I will remember ♪
♪ in a thousand years' time ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ your touch ♪
♪ and your loving feeling ♪
♪ Crystal hearts ♪
♪ in eternal shade ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ oh ooh oh oh ooh ♪
♪ your shadow ♪
♪ through my body and soul ♪
♪ I will follow forever alone ♪
♪ I dream each day is a sign ♪
♪ I will remember ♪
♪ in a thousand years' time ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ touch me now ♪
♪ and the love that we made ♪
♪ Crystal hearts ♪
♪ in eternal shade ♪