The Big O (1999–2003): Season 1, Episode 2 - Dorothy, Dorothy - full transcript
My name is Roger Smith.
My other name is Negotiator,
a much-needed job here in Paradigm
City, a city that lost its memory.
What I thought was a simple negotiating
job for a common kidnapping case...
ended up turning into
something fairly difficult.
A t times like this,
I head out in Big O.
Bye-bye, Dorothy I!
Dorothy I...
You little idiot, what do
you think you're doing?!
Look out!
Dorothy!
Damn... What happened?
That girl just now...
Where'd she go?
H-Hey, hold it!
Stop that thing!
Teach that bastard the
meaning of law and order!
I save your lives, and this
is the thanks I get?
Norman, I'm heading back.
Very good, Master Roger.
Damn it! It went underground again!
So, even the brave Military Police
are scared of going underground?
I've had about enough of you!
I'm gonna find somebody who has
Memories of what's underground!
And when I do, that thing is history!
Where'd Dorothy disappear to?
This is a city that's
lost its memory.
There appears to be what was once a
transportation system underground,
but all that's down
there now is ghosts.
It's a feared labyrinth where they say
those who wander in never come out alive.
I use it for my own purposes.
There's something strange about that
Miss Dorothy. No, that android girl...
She was definitely followed,
and was attacked, too.
But why let her go so easily when she
was their hostage in the first place?
Beck was really after her big sister.
That much is certain.
But...
Your client's dead
The daughters have been set free.
It's got nothing to do with you now.
just let it go, Roger Smith.
I want you to protect me.
There was a disturbance this
afternoon in West Dome #5.
Everybody knows that.
That's not what I'm
selling, Negotiator.
Did they uncover that huge, armed
robot somewhere and fix it up?
No, that thing was
brand spanking new.
I hear that Miguel Soldano brought
his factory up to full capacity...
...and built that thing
himself in secret.
But where did he get
the money for it?
Besides, Soldano couldn't have the
Memories to build something like that.
I see...
Dorothy really is an android
She wasn't lying
You know, Roger, Memories
are like nightmares.
They come back to you when
you least expect them.
Especially for an old man like me.
Do you know the story
about the nightingale?
That old fairytale?
Why don't you remember something
useful every once in a while?
It's no fairytale.
I hear there's a nightingale
inside the domes.
Nightingale...
I suppose you're right,
Nightingale...
Soldano's last words...
"Nightingale."
I thought there weren't any
nightingales in this city,
but apparently that changed recently.
Are you waiting for someone, sir?
Looks like people from the
domes sneak into this place.
This establishment is members-only.
If you haven't been invited, I'm
afraid I'll have to ask you to leave.
Dorothy!
Where have you been all this time?
Who are you? Where do you
know my granddaughter from?
Granddaughter?
Yes, that's right.
Dorothy is my granddaughter.
This android is your granddaughter?
I can see that you're no gentleman.
Come along, Dorothy.
Afterwards, I heard the old fairy
tale about the nightingale.
It was about the emperor
of some country...
…who loved the song
of a mechanical bird
So, you were looking for your father.
It was Soldano who raised you,
but it was that old man and his
Memories that gave you life.
You're definitely
that Wayneright's--
The bouncers at this
club sure are nasty.
Don't make a fuss, Negotiator.
This is a simple deal.
Just be quiet and hand over the girl.
This is unfair.
Not at all. Take a look.
I don't need the old
man's Memories anymore.
It's my sense of fair play that's
keeping me from killing him.
I'm a professional negotiator!
Even a child would think an unfair
trade like this is a bad deal.
Don't move, all right?
Or are you that eager
to see the old man die?
Negotiations are closed, then.
Stay put.
Damn, this lady weighs a ton!
Dorothy!
Father!
Dorothy!
B-Beck!
Don't, Dorothy!
Timothy Wayneright. He was a recluse
who lived on the north outskirts of town.
Until those Memories came
back to him, that is.
Memories?
The designs for the Megadeus
large-model attack robot.
Looks like he was a scientist
before the Amnesia hit.
Did he have a granddaughter?
No. He had a daughter, though.
He lost her in whatever
happened forty years ago.
The nightingale...
What?
Major Dastun! That giant robot
has reappeared in West Dome #5!
That's impossible! I thought that
thing was out of commission for good!
Big O…
Damn, this thing is hard to move...
But I'm gonna get my hands on
those plates this time for sure!
Action!
Damn! It's going after
the mint again?
Here comes the Megadeus...
Your pranks are getting
out of hand, Dorothy.
Shit! There he is again!
Who the hell is this guy?!
I'm amazed you can still move without
your power transmission circuits.
But still…
...this is the end of the line!
Dorothy!
It's using the android... Dorothy...
as a power regulator circuit?
We can use this doll!
What's wrong? Why isn't
he finishing it off?
When a genius scientist leaves something
behind, you gotta put it to good use!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy! Snap out of it!
You're Dorothy!
Just be yourself!
Ro...ger...
Stop!
Shit!
Damn, you're still heavy...
Roger, I...
You said it yourself, right?
"I want you to protect me."
Master Roger, dinner
will be ready soon.
Thanks. But before that, there's
something I need to take care of.
Beck! Beck!
Beck!
Beck?
You morons! We gotta
get out of here!
They know where we are!
Get moving!
What's he doing?
Let go of us, damn it!
This is what I do to people who don't
deserve to negotiate against me.
These are the thieves?
Shit... My robot...
Arrest 'em all! Don't bother
taking 'em to the hospital!
In prison, Beck immediately confessed
that his client was Wayneright.
The scientist, who had
regained his Memories,
tried to bring back his
daughter in an android
He used the plans for Dorothy I
to raise the funds he needed
Wayneright was betrayed by
Beck, a small-time crook,
but he must have found a
brief moment of happiness...
when he heard his
android sing again.
Even though he knew she
wasn't his real daughter.
But what about Soldano?
As he lay dying he called the
android his daughter, and..
Forget it.
It's not my job to dig any deeper.
Good morning, Master Roger.
Norman? Uh... Why is the
android dressed like this?
I'm overjoyed to have someone
help me look afteryou.
Wait a minute! Dorothy's
going to be living here?
It's not by choice. I don't
have anywhere else to go.
Besides, I don't have any other
way to pay your negotiator's fee.
There are rules in this
household, Dorothy.
If you're going to stay here, it's your
duty to follow every last one of them.
What kind of rules?
The first is that everyone who
lives here has to wear black.
Your taste in clothes stinks.
My other name is Negotiator,
a much-needed job here in Paradigm
City, a city that lost its memory.
What I thought was a simple negotiating
job for a common kidnapping case...
ended up turning into
something fairly difficult.
A t times like this,
I head out in Big O.
Bye-bye, Dorothy I!
Dorothy I...
You little idiot, what do
you think you're doing?!
Look out!
Dorothy!
Damn... What happened?
That girl just now...
Where'd she go?
H-Hey, hold it!
Stop that thing!
Teach that bastard the
meaning of law and order!
I save your lives, and this
is the thanks I get?
Norman, I'm heading back.
Very good, Master Roger.
Damn it! It went underground again!
So, even the brave Military Police
are scared of going underground?
I've had about enough of you!
I'm gonna find somebody who has
Memories of what's underground!
And when I do, that thing is history!
Where'd Dorothy disappear to?
This is a city that's
lost its memory.
There appears to be what was once a
transportation system underground,
but all that's down
there now is ghosts.
It's a feared labyrinth where they say
those who wander in never come out alive.
I use it for my own purposes.
There's something strange about that
Miss Dorothy. No, that android girl...
She was definitely followed,
and was attacked, too.
But why let her go so easily when she
was their hostage in the first place?
Beck was really after her big sister.
That much is certain.
But...
Your client's dead
The daughters have been set free.
It's got nothing to do with you now.
just let it go, Roger Smith.
I want you to protect me.
There was a disturbance this
afternoon in West Dome #5.
Everybody knows that.
That's not what I'm
selling, Negotiator.
Did they uncover that huge, armed
robot somewhere and fix it up?
No, that thing was
brand spanking new.
I hear that Miguel Soldano brought
his factory up to full capacity...
...and built that thing
himself in secret.
But where did he get
the money for it?
Besides, Soldano couldn't have the
Memories to build something like that.
I see...
Dorothy really is an android
She wasn't lying
You know, Roger, Memories
are like nightmares.
They come back to you when
you least expect them.
Especially for an old man like me.
Do you know the story
about the nightingale?
That old fairytale?
Why don't you remember something
useful every once in a while?
It's no fairytale.
I hear there's a nightingale
inside the domes.
Nightingale...
I suppose you're right,
Nightingale...
Soldano's last words...
"Nightingale."
I thought there weren't any
nightingales in this city,
but apparently that changed recently.
Are you waiting for someone, sir?
Looks like people from the
domes sneak into this place.
This establishment is members-only.
If you haven't been invited, I'm
afraid I'll have to ask you to leave.
Dorothy!
Where have you been all this time?
Who are you? Where do you
know my granddaughter from?
Granddaughter?
Yes, that's right.
Dorothy is my granddaughter.
This android is your granddaughter?
I can see that you're no gentleman.
Come along, Dorothy.
Afterwards, I heard the old fairy
tale about the nightingale.
It was about the emperor
of some country...
…who loved the song
of a mechanical bird
So, you were looking for your father.
It was Soldano who raised you,
but it was that old man and his
Memories that gave you life.
You're definitely
that Wayneright's--
The bouncers at this
club sure are nasty.
Don't make a fuss, Negotiator.
This is a simple deal.
Just be quiet and hand over the girl.
This is unfair.
Not at all. Take a look.
I don't need the old
man's Memories anymore.
It's my sense of fair play that's
keeping me from killing him.
I'm a professional negotiator!
Even a child would think an unfair
trade like this is a bad deal.
Don't move, all right?
Or are you that eager
to see the old man die?
Negotiations are closed, then.
Stay put.
Damn, this lady weighs a ton!
Dorothy!
Father!
Dorothy!
B-Beck!
Don't, Dorothy!
Timothy Wayneright. He was a recluse
who lived on the north outskirts of town.
Until those Memories came
back to him, that is.
Memories?
The designs for the Megadeus
large-model attack robot.
Looks like he was a scientist
before the Amnesia hit.
Did he have a granddaughter?
No. He had a daughter, though.
He lost her in whatever
happened forty years ago.
The nightingale...
What?
Major Dastun! That giant robot
has reappeared in West Dome #5!
That's impossible! I thought that
thing was out of commission for good!
Big O…
Damn, this thing is hard to move...
But I'm gonna get my hands on
those plates this time for sure!
Action!
Damn! It's going after
the mint again?
Here comes the Megadeus...
Your pranks are getting
out of hand, Dorothy.
Shit! There he is again!
Who the hell is this guy?!
I'm amazed you can still move without
your power transmission circuits.
But still…
...this is the end of the line!
Dorothy!
It's using the android... Dorothy...
as a power regulator circuit?
We can use this doll!
What's wrong? Why isn't
he finishing it off?
When a genius scientist leaves something
behind, you gotta put it to good use!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy! Snap out of it!
You're Dorothy!
Just be yourself!
Ro...ger...
Stop!
Shit!
Damn, you're still heavy...
Roger, I...
You said it yourself, right?
"I want you to protect me."
Master Roger, dinner
will be ready soon.
Thanks. But before that, there's
something I need to take care of.
Beck! Beck!
Beck!
Beck?
You morons! We gotta
get out of here!
They know where we are!
Get moving!
What's he doing?
Let go of us, damn it!
This is what I do to people who don't
deserve to negotiate against me.
These are the thieves?
Shit... My robot...
Arrest 'em all! Don't bother
taking 'em to the hospital!
In prison, Beck immediately confessed
that his client was Wayneright.
The scientist, who had
regained his Memories,
tried to bring back his
daughter in an android
He used the plans for Dorothy I
to raise the funds he needed
Wayneright was betrayed by
Beck, a small-time crook,
but he must have found a
brief moment of happiness...
when he heard his
android sing again.
Even though he knew she
wasn't his real daughter.
But what about Soldano?
As he lay dying he called the
android his daughter, and..
Forget it.
It's not my job to dig any deeper.
Good morning, Master Roger.
Norman? Uh... Why is the
android dressed like this?
I'm overjoyed to have someone
help me look afteryou.
Wait a minute! Dorothy's
going to be living here?
It's not by choice. I don't
have anywhere else to go.
Besides, I don't have any other
way to pay your negotiator's fee.
There are rules in this
household, Dorothy.
If you're going to stay here, it's your
duty to follow every last one of them.
What kind of rules?
The first is that everyone who
lives here has to wear black.
Your taste in clothes stinks.