The Outer Limits (1995–2002): Season 4, Episode 2 - The Hunt - full transcript
Since the hunting of animals is illegal, people pay to hunt outdated androids who can not fight back due to a chip which prevents them from causing harm to humans. However, the androids discover how to turn these chips off.
Maybe they're gonna
give us our freedom.
What work
do you expect us
to do out here?
No one told you?
They told us nothing.
Well, if I were you,
I'd run like hell.
Oh, no.
There's our quarry,
right up ahead.
Delivered right on time.
Run.
[man whispers]
[beeping]
Nice shootin',
little brother.
You nearly had him.
[groans]
(kel)
Veeter! Come on!
Come on.
You can make it.
It's my Leg.
Let's go.
(clute)
take him.
[beeping]
[groans]
[gasps]
(clute)
Chalk one up for big George.
Did you see that?
Nothin' but net!
[laughs]
(doc)
Let's go! Kel, leave him!
[exclaiming]
Oh!
What a rush!
Oh, my heart is pounding!
Whoo!
(George)
Swear to god, dead center
on a moving target.
Doesn't get any better
than that.
Now, watch what he does,
Eric.
Maybe Pete'll let you
skin the next one.
[George chuckling]
(clute)
What do you think?
Maybe 60, 65 inch
arm-Span.
Hmm, bigger than I thought.
Congratulations, George.
You bagged a beauty.
Oh, man!
(male narrator)
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with your television.
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To adjust the picture.
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For the next hour,
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You are about to experience
the awe and mystery
which reaches from
the deepest inner mind
to the outer limits.
(narrator)
Humankind has proven to be
unique among life forms,
distinguished not only by
its lofty intelligence,
morality,
and self-awareness,
but also by a baser side.
It is the only creature
that kills for sport.
Come on, Eric.
Get over here.
(Eric)
That's ok.
What are you,
growin' roots?
Get over here!
Come on.
[birds chirping]
Attaboy.
The reason We're on this trip
is because of you.
[clicks]
You'll be showin'
these pictures to
your grandkids someday.
Telling 'em all about
how you brought
a 60-kilo android
down on a dead run.
You're the one
who shot him.
And he was limping.
That's the way
it is with Game.
You always get
the weak ones first.
Don't worry,
there's 3 more out there,
one of them's
got your name on it.
[clIcks]
I got it.
(Pete)
What would you like
as a trophy, Mr. Nichols?
Oh, he 's not like
he's going up on the mantle.
Most sportsmen
go for the C.P.U.
It's like the heart
and brains,
all rolled into one.
(George)
Sure. Give me the C.P.,
whatever.
[crackling]
[laughing]
What do you
think of that?
It's sick.
First time I brought
down a 12-point buck,
I almost tossed
my cookies when
your grandpa skinned it.
Remember that, clute?
It was only half dead,
as I remember.
I had to put it
out of its misery.
It's just...
they're almost like people.
(George)
They're machines, Eric,
which have outlived
their usefulness.
If you don't hunt 'em down,
they're just gonna wind up
on the scrapheap.
Besides, it's not like
we've got
a big choice of prey.
The freakin'
environmentalists made
sure of that, eh, clute?
When I hunted
with your grandfather, Eric,
there wasn't an animal
that walked, crawled,
swam or flew
that wasn't fair game.
Lions on the serengeti,
great polar bears
on the tundra...
[chuckles]
(clute)
Those were the glory days,
all right.
I just wish you
could've seen that.
(Pete)
I think we should move on.
We don't want them to get
too far ahead of us.
Lead on, Pete.
I smell the blood
of a robot-mun.
[pants]
Stop where you are!
I'm not going to hurt you.
I only wish to explain
the ground rules of the hunt.
(doc)
Did you mention
them to veeter?
He didn't make it
to Marker one.
You did.
Why don't you
just shoot us now?
Get it over with.
Let him speak.
We have every intention
of giving you
a sporting chance.
Go to hell.
The dam at gold hill
is 12 kilometers south,
south-west.
If any of you make it
to the final Marker
at the top of the dam,
you will win your freedom.
The freedom to return to
hard labor in the mines?
Complete Freedom.
Unfettered.
You will live among men
until the end of your days.
[bow clicks]
Those are
the rules of the hunt.
Any questions?
We'll give you
a 15 minute head Start.
You may go.
Enough of that.
We go by the rules.
Love to watch
those andies run.
[owl hootIng]
âªâª[music playing]
I don't know how you do it,
Pete. We don't eat
this well at home.
The best Damn tracker
ever had.
And he can steam a Salmon
like a 4-star chef.
You're too kind,
Mr. Nichols.
Oh, give the boy some wine.
He'll be a man by tomorrow.
Oh, I see.
Killing makes
a man out of you.
You're damn right it does.
Rite of Passage.
Things I learned in the hunt
served me well
all through my life.
When you're
in the business that we're in,
you need
the killer instinct.
Right, clute?
Yeah, well, I guess
I won't be needing it then.
What do you
plan to do, Eric?
Right now,
I'm still thinking of
Becoming an Anthropologist.
Big money there,
all right.
Give the boy a break,
little brother.
Seems to me the last thing
you killed on the job
was the trans-cargo Deal.
Still trying to
pick up the pieces
on that one.
How do you know that
the androids aren't
on the move right now,
uncle clute?
Well, they're powered
by sunlight mainly.
Solar cells built
right into the skin.
They don't have
enough energy to get
very far at night.
Besides Pete's
been trackin' 'em.
They've pitched camp
less than a kilometer away.
A friend at school, uh,
his dad said that
if we get caught,
it's a $40,000 fine.
Ah, it beats the penalty
for hunting
traditional Game.
Mandatory
one-year jail time.
5 if they're endangered.
And all the good ones are.
So what do you do
if one of those andies
decides to fight back?
A couple of 'em
look pretty strong.
That's the beauty Part.
Their programming won't
allow it.
This model has
an inhibitor chip
that won't let them
harm humans or each other.
(clute)
but,
they are programmed
to survive.
Wouldn't last long
in the mines if they weren't.
Makes them ideal as prey.
I still don't think
it's right for us
to hunt them like vermin.
Well, you'll feel differently
when you nail one.
It's a primal thing.
Goes back to
our caveman days.
Actually,
that's a misconception.
Early man rarely hunted.
They were scavengers
and gatherers Mainly.
Mmm. College boy
thinks he knows everything.
[crickets chirruping]
A little closer.
My eyes aren't
what they used to be.
They say
the next generation,
the rl-9s,
are self-Diagnosing.
Won't need medics
like me any more.
How's that?
Better.
Why would they have
pulled you out of hole?
You seem to be in
good repair overall.
They said I was
malfunctioning.
Repeatability disorder?
No. Lately
I've been getting paralyzed.
I just stop what
I'm doing and stare
at things.
Selenium batteries.
They're no good in the mines.
If I had known, I would have
prescribed an upgrade.
It's not the batteries.
I was knocked off-line.
[grunts]
They say another droid
Saved my life.
Mmm. What about you, kel?
Central processor Damage.
Random power Spikes.
Mmm. Unpredictable behavior.
It's what they
fear the most.
You think
they'll attack tonight?
Not likely.
They want to draw this out
as long as possible.
Savor every kill.
Sadistic bastards.
I don't know how
you can say that.
[crickets chirruping]
Sadists enjoy
their victims' pain.
Humans know
we can't feel pain.
So that makes what
they're doing ok?
They created us.
They gave us life.
That gives them
the right to take it.
I don't believe you, kel.
(doc)
It's his design.
Foremen are
the go-betweens.
They deal with
Humans every day,
so they're programmed with
all kinds of characteristics
we don't have.
Like blindness
to the truth?
And what is the truth?
That humans are cruel,
bloodthirsty monsters.
There's a writer
whose books I input.
Hemingway, Ernest.
He talks about the days
when they still had
bullfighting.
It was possible
for a Bull to show
such bravery in the ring
that they spared its life.
Regular saints.
It never had to fight again.
If people are such monsters,
why would they honor courage
in an animal?
Maybe because
they're animals themselves.
I suggest we hydrate.
Bio-Systems could use it.
Ok. This is it, son.
She's all yours.
I can't do this.
Do it,
or you'll wish you had.
You like killing so much,
you do it.
Damn it, Eric,
just take her.
Nice and easy.
Let her rip.
[beeping]
Ah, Christ!
You had her!
What the hell's
the matter with you?
[groans]
(clute)
damn! No Kill.
[grunts]
Next time you get
another shot,
you better not miss.
(George)
You missed her on purpose.
(Eric)
Get off my back!
I don't know why
I brought you here.
You got me.
No hope of makin'
a man out of you.
If it means letting you
run my life,
the way your Dad ran yours,
then I'd just as soon Pass.
That's the thanks I get
for raising you?
Mom raised me.
I busted my ass for you
and your mother,
you ungrateful little snot!
You didn't do it for us.
Everything you ever did,
you did for you.
Why do you
think she left you?
[grunts]
I brought you out here
to hunt, not to squabble!
I see you do that again,
you'll answer to me.
We'll rest here.
My Asthma's kickin' in.
What is this place?
Looks like
an old warming Station.
Hunters would use them
to wait out snowstorms.
How do you know that?
London, Jack.
You and your damn books.
(doc)
the hunters have made camp
for the night.
We'll be safe here.
Let's hope they missed
the parallel links.
What do you think
of your precious
fleshers now?
It's instinctive.
They follow their nature.
So you admit
they enjoy killing?
Humans endure.
No matter what the hardships,
they survive. The hunt
sharpens those skills.
It's all
those books he reads.
They've got him convinced
humans are god's gift
to the world.
(kel)
It's preciously what they are.
Every other creature pales
in comparison.
If we could fight
back,
I'd show them androids
are more human
than they think.
Mobility good
[clicking]
you're done.
Well, what do you know?
What's the point?
We couldn't use them
even if we wanted to.
What do you think
these are?
I don't believe this.
They're blueprints.
Of what?
Of us.
Have a look rl-8 Series.
(doc)
All the classified
electronics,
modifier chips,
adaptive algorithms,
upgrades, mode shifters,
access codes.
I was a medic for 22 years,
and they never showed me
any of this stuff.
Let's get out of here.
If anyone finds out that we've
come across these plans--
what? They'd
order our executions?
Wake up, kel.
They've already done that.
You know what this means,
don't you?
You could void
the inhibitor chip.
All I have to do is re-route
2 primary circuits,
punch in a couple of codes
on the C.P.U.
And by-pass the sucker.
You can't do that.
The restraint Mechanism
would shut down.
We could fight them,
kill them if we had to!
If We're gonna survive,
this is our only chance.
I can't let you
do this.
Look at you.
You can't even
show Aggression towards me!
How do you expect
to survive out there?
Unless, of course,
you don't want to live.
Not like this, I don't.
You can start with me, doc.
I'm ready.
Lay on the table.
I'll wait outside.
As soon as I close
you up, I want you to do
the same procedure on me.
Don't worry.
I'll walk you through it.
[beeping]
"How gladly would
I meet mortality,
"my sentence, and be earth
insensible!
"How glad would lay me down
as in my mother's lap!
There I should rest,
and sleep secure"
Who said that?
Oh, uh,
Adam. The first man.
(doc)
That proves it.
Humans were born
to love death.
Nothing could be
further from the truth.
You read Milton
or SHAKESPEARE
or thoreau.
It's a celebration of
beauty, of--
of goodness, of life.
If I had
the weapons they have,
I'd be celebrating, too.
This would go a lot faster
if you helped.
I can't.
Can't or won't?
Why do you bother
reading those books anyway
when you
could download them
instantaneously?
Human's read.
It's how wisdom
is best absorbed.
What have you got
against being an android, kel?
Nothing.
It's my fate.
But if I could choose,
I would choose to
walk freely among
the humans one day.
Even after all
that you've seen?
The evil they do?
[scraping]
At the rate that we're movin'
they'll get to gold hill
before we do.
Come on!
[groans]
[groaning]
Take it easy, George.
Take it easy.
[groans]
[grunting]
Yes!
You're very lucky,
Mr. Nichols.
That contraption
was designed to kill.
You're sure
the androids rigged it?
I'm certain of it.
All 3 sets of tracks
were a perfect match.
How the hell
is that possible, clute?
You said
they were incapable of
intentionally harming humans.
What the Heck
are these?
I've been here
dozens of times.
I've never seen
anything like them before.
(George)
What is it, Pete?
The androids,
they were here.
Those plans...
(George)
What about them?
They're diagrams
of all the components.
The medic That's with them,
it's all he would've needed
to disengage
the inhibitor chip.
So now the robots
are going to war?
I'm afraid so.
The exact information
they needed to come after us.
Who would've
left them that?
I did, George.
Along with
Some crude weapons.
What?
Are you out of your mind?
You asked me to take
you on a real hunt.
Just like the days
before They were
outlawed.
Well, nobody ever muzzled
the BIG cats
dad and I tracked
on the Savannah
or blunted the Horn
of a charging rhino.
That's what
hunting's about.
A contest
for survival.
You are crazy!
You're trying
to get us all killed!
I'm trying to
give you an experience
nobody can have any more!
The thrill of the hunt.
That doesn't mean
shooting fish in a barrel.
It means going after
your prey
on a level playing field.
You wanted a real hunt,
little brother.
Now you got one.
[inhaling]
Those droids attack,
they're gonna get hit
with a lot more than
bows and arrows.
Clute, I didn't sign on
for anything like this.
Who knows what
those droids might try.
I'll be damned.
If I didn't know better,
I'd say you were scared,
little brother.
Anything happens to my boy,
I'm holding you
personally responsible.
[crashing]
You wait here
with the boy.
Come on.
Uncle Clute said
to stay put.
We wait here,
we're sitting ducks.
Come on.
[beepIng]
I can't see.
Come on, doc.
I'll be your eyes.
We saw him
go down here.
You gentlemen have
any more luck
than we did?
They were here.
Damn!
(clute)
They got 2 of our rifles.
I told you to wait here!
We thought we heard them
in the Bush.
Classic decoy maneuver.
They outsmarted you,
which I'm sorry to say
is no big feat!
That's it.
They want ugly,
they got ugly.
Pete, pull out the g.P.S.
I want their exact position
at all times.
And you,
when I tell you to
do something, you do it!
Hurry! They're getting close!
[grunts]
[whooping]
Thing of beauty!
[garbled]
Killers, destroyers,
that's all they are.
Sons of bitches!
[gun firing]
What the hell
are you waiting for?
[fires]
It's just us now.
How long do you think
we'll last
if you're still not ready
to defend yourself?
Damn it!
It won't cycle!
(Pete)
Let me have a look.
Get back!
What your father
did to you,
you're doing to me.
When is this
going to stop?
It's working now,
Mr. Nichols.
(clute)
All right.
Let's move out.
Come on, Eric,
let's go!
Eric?
Eric!
I'll find him.
Master Nichols?
I know you're here.
Master Nichols?
Come on.
We'd better get back.
(Tara)
don't move.
Get your hands
in the air.
Drop your weapon.
Ok, fine.
Have it your way.
No.
Why are you wasting
our water on these
bottom-feeders?
We can bargain
with the others.
Their lives in
exchange for ours.
You let us go.
And I swear I'll make 'em
call off the hunt.
Tara?
Of course, you'd trust a deal
made with humans.
And you think
all androids
can be trusted?
At least we don't kill
our own kind.
I'm not so sure about that.
[grunting]
[panting]
No!
[sighing]
Oh my God.
He wouldn't drink
like a human because
he's not a human.
I'm sorry, master Nichols.
Your uncle thought it best
you and your father
not know--
you traitorous bastard!
You don't understand.
I was hunted once,
just like you.
And this is how
you won your freedom?
I'd die first.
I won my freedom
by surviving the hunt.
Just the way you
will if you make it
to the final Marker.
And you chose to
hunt with the fleshers?
The androids
wouldn't have me.
And the humans
shunned me as well.
There's no excuse
for taking arms
against your own kind.
I wasn't given a choice.
When I wouldn't
follow their rules,
they put me to procedure 586.
They reprogrammed me,
to make me compliant.
Even so, I've never killed
another droid.
How many have you
helped humans to kill?
If you won't spare me,
at least let the boy go.
He's never raised
a hand toward you.
(George)
What about
the tracking device?
Couldn't we use that?
(clute)
Pete had it with him.
So what do we do now?
We get up at dawn
and hunt that slime
into oblivion.
[owl hootIng]
I don't give a damn
about the hunt any more!
I just want to make sure
Eric's safe and sound.
[sighs]
Oh.
So you're gonna
wimp out on me, too?
Eric is no wimp!
He's got more sense
than the two of us combined.
[owl hooting]
Well, if you're so
worried about Eric,
I suggest we eliminate
any remaining threat to him.
[beepIng]
I can't get
the tracking device to work.
It's just a dummy piece
of electronics.
The android himself was
modified to be the tracker.
He only pretended
it was the instrument.
So humans don't have
the corner on deceit
after all.
He's nothing but
a cold-blooded mercenary.
I could never hunt
my own Kind.
Never.
What I can't
believe is that
you still can't see
the fleshers
for what they are.
I do see their weaknesses.
Even their Malice.
Then why won't you
let me remove your
inhibitor chip?
I don't know.
You'd still be human
if you could,
even after all this?
If I do,
it's only because
humans have real feelings.
Not these analog sensations
that bombard us.
And what good are feelings?
When they took you away,
I didn't know
where you'd end up.
But I knew I had
to be with you.
[crickets chirruping]
(Tara)
it was you.
You're the one
who saved my Life.
That's how you got injured.
That's how you wound up here.
The damage to my C.P.U.
Was self-inflicted.
[eagle cryIng]
I downloaded
those blueprints,
and I can reverse
the 586, if you'll let me.
Might even give you
a chance to atone.
Please.
I'd be grateful.
Go!
Go!
[bIrds cawing]
[beeping]
I got him.
You sure?
I got a bead on him.
No. This one's all mine.
That's one
that' s not gonna
hurt my boy.
(clute)
Careful now. We have another
hostile out there.
I want his head.
His whole head
(clute)
blood?
Oh, no!
[gasps]
No!
Dad...
Christ Almighty.
[grunts]
No, oh, my god! No!
[sobbing]
No! No!
No!
No!
[George sobbing]
You can't blame
yourself for this,
George.
They put their Vest on him.
They set you up!
Nobody has to know
what happened.
[sobbing]
It was the droids
that shot him!
Nobody can say it wasn't!
Shut up!
Just shut the hell up!
[pantIng]
I'm goin' after them.
He was my nephew.
He was my son!
[continues sobbing]
You comin' with me?
No. No.
No. It's all right.
I'll get the sons of bitches
myself!
You see if I don't!
[groans]
[screaming]
How much farther?
The dam is less than
a kilometer away.
The last Marker,
it's at the top.
They said they'd free us
if we got there.
Nobody's gonna
set us free.
Ugh.
Tara!
[gasping]
No.
You can't...
please.
My fool.
[garbled]
My sweet, sweet fool.
[gasps]
Monsters!
Murderers!
Why didn't I see it?
Can you disarm
my inhibitor?
If you wish.
Do it.
[birds chirping]
[screaming]
[gun cocking]
You're the one.
You murdered Tara,
the only thing I ever loved.
No. It wasn't me.
I swear it wasn't.
It was my brother.
[panting]
He went ballistic
when he realized
he'D shot his own son.
I tried to stop him.
It wasn't me.
You'd give up
your own brother
to save yourself.
So that's what it
means to be human.
Tara was right.
If you shoot me,
it'll be all over with.
You don't want that,
now, do you?
I want you to die,
and I want it to be
by my own hands.
Listen to me!
[panting]
You don't hate human beings.
There's something wrong
with your programming.
But we can fix it.
You're kind and good
and you trust us.
Tell him, Pete.
Tell him what, Mr. Clute?
Tell him to put
down his weapon!
It's beyond my control.
And I'm beyond yours.
[heavIng]
I never hurt you.
You believe me, don't you?
Not anymore.
[gun clicking]
[firing]
[grunts]
[panting]
We made it.
Designation?
Kel-54.
Pete-41.
Tracker for clute Nichols.
I'm the area-5 game Warden,
and this was an illegal hunt.
All participants are
subject to prosecution.
Do what you want to me.
To you?
No, you're the only one
that's free to go.
I don't understand.
The law says that
any droid surviving
an ILLEGAL hunt
is granted
unqualified freedom.
This is your lucky day.
You're free to
join the community
of humans.
I'd rather
go back to the mines.
I'd rather die.
Look. Maybe I didn't
make myself clear.
You're emancipated.
You're free to live
among Real human beings.
Now, just turn over
your weapon.
Do what he says, kel.
Please just end it.
I'm begging you to end it.
(Warden)
What the hell is
going on here?
I took a life.
I deserve to be executed.
(Warden)
listen, I want you guys
to wait there.
Android enforcement?
I'm bringin' in
a renegade Unit.
Looks like
he's gonna need
procedure 586.
That's right.
We're on our way.
Over.
(Warden)
Hey.
You want this?
What for?
It's all lies.
Burn it.
I'm not going to hurt you.
I only wish to
tell you the ground rules
of the hunt.
(narrator)
As machines
Grow more human,
we must be wary
that we do not become
less so.
give us our freedom.
What work
do you expect us
to do out here?
No one told you?
They told us nothing.
Well, if I were you,
I'd run like hell.
Oh, no.
There's our quarry,
right up ahead.
Delivered right on time.
Run.
[man whispers]
[beeping]
Nice shootin',
little brother.
You nearly had him.
[groans]
(kel)
Veeter! Come on!
Come on.
You can make it.
It's my Leg.
Let's go.
(clute)
take him.
[beeping]
[groans]
[gasps]
(clute)
Chalk one up for big George.
Did you see that?
Nothin' but net!
[laughs]
(doc)
Let's go! Kel, leave him!
[exclaiming]
Oh!
What a rush!
Oh, my heart is pounding!
Whoo!
(George)
Swear to god, dead center
on a moving target.
Doesn't get any better
than that.
Now, watch what he does,
Eric.
Maybe Pete'll let you
skin the next one.
[George chuckling]
(clute)
What do you think?
Maybe 60, 65 inch
arm-Span.
Hmm, bigger than I thought.
Congratulations, George.
You bagged a beauty.
Oh, man!
(male narrator)
There is nothing wrong
with your television.
Do not attempt
To adjust the picture.
We are now controlling
the transmission.
We control the horizontal
and the vertical.
We can deluge you
with a thousand channels
or expand one single image
to crystal clarity
and beyond.
We can shape your vision
to anything our imagination
can conceive.
For the next hour,
we will control
all that you see and hear.
You are about to experience
the awe and mystery
which reaches from
the deepest inner mind
to the outer limits.
(narrator)
Humankind has proven to be
unique among life forms,
distinguished not only by
its lofty intelligence,
morality,
and self-awareness,
but also by a baser side.
It is the only creature
that kills for sport.
Come on, Eric.
Get over here.
(Eric)
That's ok.
What are you,
growin' roots?
Get over here!
Come on.
[birds chirping]
Attaboy.
The reason We're on this trip
is because of you.
[clicks]
You'll be showin'
these pictures to
your grandkids someday.
Telling 'em all about
how you brought
a 60-kilo android
down on a dead run.
You're the one
who shot him.
And he was limping.
That's the way
it is with Game.
You always get
the weak ones first.
Don't worry,
there's 3 more out there,
one of them's
got your name on it.
[clIcks]
I got it.
(Pete)
What would you like
as a trophy, Mr. Nichols?
Oh, he 's not like
he's going up on the mantle.
Most sportsmen
go for the C.P.U.
It's like the heart
and brains,
all rolled into one.
(George)
Sure. Give me the C.P.,
whatever.
[crackling]
[laughing]
What do you
think of that?
It's sick.
First time I brought
down a 12-point buck,
I almost tossed
my cookies when
your grandpa skinned it.
Remember that, clute?
It was only half dead,
as I remember.
I had to put it
out of its misery.
It's just...
they're almost like people.
(George)
They're machines, Eric,
which have outlived
their usefulness.
If you don't hunt 'em down,
they're just gonna wind up
on the scrapheap.
Besides, it's not like
we've got
a big choice of prey.
The freakin'
environmentalists made
sure of that, eh, clute?
When I hunted
with your grandfather, Eric,
there wasn't an animal
that walked, crawled,
swam or flew
that wasn't fair game.
Lions on the serengeti,
great polar bears
on the tundra...
[chuckles]
(clute)
Those were the glory days,
all right.
I just wish you
could've seen that.
(Pete)
I think we should move on.
We don't want them to get
too far ahead of us.
Lead on, Pete.
I smell the blood
of a robot-mun.
[pants]
Stop where you are!
I'm not going to hurt you.
I only wish to explain
the ground rules of the hunt.
(doc)
Did you mention
them to veeter?
He didn't make it
to Marker one.
You did.
Why don't you
just shoot us now?
Get it over with.
Let him speak.
We have every intention
of giving you
a sporting chance.
Go to hell.
The dam at gold hill
is 12 kilometers south,
south-west.
If any of you make it
to the final Marker
at the top of the dam,
you will win your freedom.
The freedom to return to
hard labor in the mines?
Complete Freedom.
Unfettered.
You will live among men
until the end of your days.
[bow clicks]
Those are
the rules of the hunt.
Any questions?
We'll give you
a 15 minute head Start.
You may go.
Enough of that.
We go by the rules.
Love to watch
those andies run.
[owl hootIng]
âªâª[music playing]
I don't know how you do it,
Pete. We don't eat
this well at home.
The best Damn tracker
ever had.
And he can steam a Salmon
like a 4-star chef.
You're too kind,
Mr. Nichols.
Oh, give the boy some wine.
He'll be a man by tomorrow.
Oh, I see.
Killing makes
a man out of you.
You're damn right it does.
Rite of Passage.
Things I learned in the hunt
served me well
all through my life.
When you're
in the business that we're in,
you need
the killer instinct.
Right, clute?
Yeah, well, I guess
I won't be needing it then.
What do you
plan to do, Eric?
Right now,
I'm still thinking of
Becoming an Anthropologist.
Big money there,
all right.
Give the boy a break,
little brother.
Seems to me the last thing
you killed on the job
was the trans-cargo Deal.
Still trying to
pick up the pieces
on that one.
How do you know that
the androids aren't
on the move right now,
uncle clute?
Well, they're powered
by sunlight mainly.
Solar cells built
right into the skin.
They don't have
enough energy to get
very far at night.
Besides Pete's
been trackin' 'em.
They've pitched camp
less than a kilometer away.
A friend at school, uh,
his dad said that
if we get caught,
it's a $40,000 fine.
Ah, it beats the penalty
for hunting
traditional Game.
Mandatory
one-year jail time.
5 if they're endangered.
And all the good ones are.
So what do you do
if one of those andies
decides to fight back?
A couple of 'em
look pretty strong.
That's the beauty Part.
Their programming won't
allow it.
This model has
an inhibitor chip
that won't let them
harm humans or each other.
(clute)
but,
they are programmed
to survive.
Wouldn't last long
in the mines if they weren't.
Makes them ideal as prey.
I still don't think
it's right for us
to hunt them like vermin.
Well, you'll feel differently
when you nail one.
It's a primal thing.
Goes back to
our caveman days.
Actually,
that's a misconception.
Early man rarely hunted.
They were scavengers
and gatherers Mainly.
Mmm. College boy
thinks he knows everything.
[crickets chirruping]
A little closer.
My eyes aren't
what they used to be.
They say
the next generation,
the rl-9s,
are self-Diagnosing.
Won't need medics
like me any more.
How's that?
Better.
Why would they have
pulled you out of hole?
You seem to be in
good repair overall.
They said I was
malfunctioning.
Repeatability disorder?
No. Lately
I've been getting paralyzed.
I just stop what
I'm doing and stare
at things.
Selenium batteries.
They're no good in the mines.
If I had known, I would have
prescribed an upgrade.
It's not the batteries.
I was knocked off-line.
[grunts]
They say another droid
Saved my life.
Mmm. What about you, kel?
Central processor Damage.
Random power Spikes.
Mmm. Unpredictable behavior.
It's what they
fear the most.
You think
they'll attack tonight?
Not likely.
They want to draw this out
as long as possible.
Savor every kill.
Sadistic bastards.
I don't know how
you can say that.
[crickets chirruping]
Sadists enjoy
their victims' pain.
Humans know
we can't feel pain.
So that makes what
they're doing ok?
They created us.
They gave us life.
That gives them
the right to take it.
I don't believe you, kel.
(doc)
It's his design.
Foremen are
the go-betweens.
They deal with
Humans every day,
so they're programmed with
all kinds of characteristics
we don't have.
Like blindness
to the truth?
And what is the truth?
That humans are cruel,
bloodthirsty monsters.
There's a writer
whose books I input.
Hemingway, Ernest.
He talks about the days
when they still had
bullfighting.
It was possible
for a Bull to show
such bravery in the ring
that they spared its life.
Regular saints.
It never had to fight again.
If people are such monsters,
why would they honor courage
in an animal?
Maybe because
they're animals themselves.
I suggest we hydrate.
Bio-Systems could use it.
Ok. This is it, son.
She's all yours.
I can't do this.
Do it,
or you'll wish you had.
You like killing so much,
you do it.
Damn it, Eric,
just take her.
Nice and easy.
Let her rip.
[beeping]
Ah, Christ!
You had her!
What the hell's
the matter with you?
[groans]
(clute)
damn! No Kill.
[grunts]
Next time you get
another shot,
you better not miss.
(George)
You missed her on purpose.
(Eric)
Get off my back!
I don't know why
I brought you here.
You got me.
No hope of makin'
a man out of you.
If it means letting you
run my life,
the way your Dad ran yours,
then I'd just as soon Pass.
That's the thanks I get
for raising you?
Mom raised me.
I busted my ass for you
and your mother,
you ungrateful little snot!
You didn't do it for us.
Everything you ever did,
you did for you.
Why do you
think she left you?
[grunts]
I brought you out here
to hunt, not to squabble!
I see you do that again,
you'll answer to me.
We'll rest here.
My Asthma's kickin' in.
What is this place?
Looks like
an old warming Station.
Hunters would use them
to wait out snowstorms.
How do you know that?
London, Jack.
You and your damn books.
(doc)
the hunters have made camp
for the night.
We'll be safe here.
Let's hope they missed
the parallel links.
What do you think
of your precious
fleshers now?
It's instinctive.
They follow their nature.
So you admit
they enjoy killing?
Humans endure.
No matter what the hardships,
they survive. The hunt
sharpens those skills.
It's all
those books he reads.
They've got him convinced
humans are god's gift
to the world.
(kel)
It's preciously what they are.
Every other creature pales
in comparison.
If we could fight
back,
I'd show them androids
are more human
than they think.
Mobility good
[clicking]
you're done.
Well, what do you know?
What's the point?
We couldn't use them
even if we wanted to.
What do you think
these are?
I don't believe this.
They're blueprints.
Of what?
Of us.
Have a look rl-8 Series.
(doc)
All the classified
electronics,
modifier chips,
adaptive algorithms,
upgrades, mode shifters,
access codes.
I was a medic for 22 years,
and they never showed me
any of this stuff.
Let's get out of here.
If anyone finds out that we've
come across these plans--
what? They'd
order our executions?
Wake up, kel.
They've already done that.
You know what this means,
don't you?
You could void
the inhibitor chip.
All I have to do is re-route
2 primary circuits,
punch in a couple of codes
on the C.P.U.
And by-pass the sucker.
You can't do that.
The restraint Mechanism
would shut down.
We could fight them,
kill them if we had to!
If We're gonna survive,
this is our only chance.
I can't let you
do this.
Look at you.
You can't even
show Aggression towards me!
How do you expect
to survive out there?
Unless, of course,
you don't want to live.
Not like this, I don't.
You can start with me, doc.
I'm ready.
Lay on the table.
I'll wait outside.
As soon as I close
you up, I want you to do
the same procedure on me.
Don't worry.
I'll walk you through it.
[beeping]
"How gladly would
I meet mortality,
"my sentence, and be earth
insensible!
"How glad would lay me down
as in my mother's lap!
There I should rest,
and sleep secure"
Who said that?
Oh, uh,
Adam. The first man.
(doc)
That proves it.
Humans were born
to love death.
Nothing could be
further from the truth.
You read Milton
or SHAKESPEARE
or thoreau.
It's a celebration of
beauty, of--
of goodness, of life.
If I had
the weapons they have,
I'd be celebrating, too.
This would go a lot faster
if you helped.
I can't.
Can't or won't?
Why do you bother
reading those books anyway
when you
could download them
instantaneously?
Human's read.
It's how wisdom
is best absorbed.
What have you got
against being an android, kel?
Nothing.
It's my fate.
But if I could choose,
I would choose to
walk freely among
the humans one day.
Even after all
that you've seen?
The evil they do?
[scraping]
At the rate that we're movin'
they'll get to gold hill
before we do.
Come on!
[groans]
[groaning]
Take it easy, George.
Take it easy.
[groans]
[grunting]
Yes!
You're very lucky,
Mr. Nichols.
That contraption
was designed to kill.
You're sure
the androids rigged it?
I'm certain of it.
All 3 sets of tracks
were a perfect match.
How the hell
is that possible, clute?
You said
they were incapable of
intentionally harming humans.
What the Heck
are these?
I've been here
dozens of times.
I've never seen
anything like them before.
(George)
What is it, Pete?
The androids,
they were here.
Those plans...
(George)
What about them?
They're diagrams
of all the components.
The medic That's with them,
it's all he would've needed
to disengage
the inhibitor chip.
So now the robots
are going to war?
I'm afraid so.
The exact information
they needed to come after us.
Who would've
left them that?
I did, George.
Along with
Some crude weapons.
What?
Are you out of your mind?
You asked me to take
you on a real hunt.
Just like the days
before They were
outlawed.
Well, nobody ever muzzled
the BIG cats
dad and I tracked
on the Savannah
or blunted the Horn
of a charging rhino.
That's what
hunting's about.
A contest
for survival.
You are crazy!
You're trying
to get us all killed!
I'm trying to
give you an experience
nobody can have any more!
The thrill of the hunt.
That doesn't mean
shooting fish in a barrel.
It means going after
your prey
on a level playing field.
You wanted a real hunt,
little brother.
Now you got one.
[inhaling]
Those droids attack,
they're gonna get hit
with a lot more than
bows and arrows.
Clute, I didn't sign on
for anything like this.
Who knows what
those droids might try.
I'll be damned.
If I didn't know better,
I'd say you were scared,
little brother.
Anything happens to my boy,
I'm holding you
personally responsible.
[crashing]
You wait here
with the boy.
Come on.
Uncle Clute said
to stay put.
We wait here,
we're sitting ducks.
Come on.
[beepIng]
I can't see.
Come on, doc.
I'll be your eyes.
We saw him
go down here.
You gentlemen have
any more luck
than we did?
They were here.
Damn!
(clute)
They got 2 of our rifles.
I told you to wait here!
We thought we heard them
in the Bush.
Classic decoy maneuver.
They outsmarted you,
which I'm sorry to say
is no big feat!
That's it.
They want ugly,
they got ugly.
Pete, pull out the g.P.S.
I want their exact position
at all times.
And you,
when I tell you to
do something, you do it!
Hurry! They're getting close!
[grunts]
[whooping]
Thing of beauty!
[garbled]
Killers, destroyers,
that's all they are.
Sons of bitches!
[gun firing]
What the hell
are you waiting for?
[fires]
It's just us now.
How long do you think
we'll last
if you're still not ready
to defend yourself?
Damn it!
It won't cycle!
(Pete)
Let me have a look.
Get back!
What your father
did to you,
you're doing to me.
When is this
going to stop?
It's working now,
Mr. Nichols.
(clute)
All right.
Let's move out.
Come on, Eric,
let's go!
Eric?
Eric!
I'll find him.
Master Nichols?
I know you're here.
Master Nichols?
Come on.
We'd better get back.
(Tara)
don't move.
Get your hands
in the air.
Drop your weapon.
Ok, fine.
Have it your way.
No.
Why are you wasting
our water on these
bottom-feeders?
We can bargain
with the others.
Their lives in
exchange for ours.
You let us go.
And I swear I'll make 'em
call off the hunt.
Tara?
Of course, you'd trust a deal
made with humans.
And you think
all androids
can be trusted?
At least we don't kill
our own kind.
I'm not so sure about that.
[grunting]
[panting]
No!
[sighing]
Oh my God.
He wouldn't drink
like a human because
he's not a human.
I'm sorry, master Nichols.
Your uncle thought it best
you and your father
not know--
you traitorous bastard!
You don't understand.
I was hunted once,
just like you.
And this is how
you won your freedom?
I'd die first.
I won my freedom
by surviving the hunt.
Just the way you
will if you make it
to the final Marker.
And you chose to
hunt with the fleshers?
The androids
wouldn't have me.
And the humans
shunned me as well.
There's no excuse
for taking arms
against your own kind.
I wasn't given a choice.
When I wouldn't
follow their rules,
they put me to procedure 586.
They reprogrammed me,
to make me compliant.
Even so, I've never killed
another droid.
How many have you
helped humans to kill?
If you won't spare me,
at least let the boy go.
He's never raised
a hand toward you.
(George)
What about
the tracking device?
Couldn't we use that?
(clute)
Pete had it with him.
So what do we do now?
We get up at dawn
and hunt that slime
into oblivion.
[owl hootIng]
I don't give a damn
about the hunt any more!
I just want to make sure
Eric's safe and sound.
[sighs]
Oh.
So you're gonna
wimp out on me, too?
Eric is no wimp!
He's got more sense
than the two of us combined.
[owl hooting]
Well, if you're so
worried about Eric,
I suggest we eliminate
any remaining threat to him.
[beepIng]
I can't get
the tracking device to work.
It's just a dummy piece
of electronics.
The android himself was
modified to be the tracker.
He only pretended
it was the instrument.
So humans don't have
the corner on deceit
after all.
He's nothing but
a cold-blooded mercenary.
I could never hunt
my own Kind.
Never.
What I can't
believe is that
you still can't see
the fleshers
for what they are.
I do see their weaknesses.
Even their Malice.
Then why won't you
let me remove your
inhibitor chip?
I don't know.
You'd still be human
if you could,
even after all this?
If I do,
it's only because
humans have real feelings.
Not these analog sensations
that bombard us.
And what good are feelings?
When they took you away,
I didn't know
where you'd end up.
But I knew I had
to be with you.
[crickets chirruping]
(Tara)
it was you.
You're the one
who saved my Life.
That's how you got injured.
That's how you wound up here.
The damage to my C.P.U.
Was self-inflicted.
[eagle cryIng]
I downloaded
those blueprints,
and I can reverse
the 586, if you'll let me.
Might even give you
a chance to atone.
Please.
I'd be grateful.
Go!
Go!
[bIrds cawing]
[beeping]
I got him.
You sure?
I got a bead on him.
No. This one's all mine.
That's one
that' s not gonna
hurt my boy.
(clute)
Careful now. We have another
hostile out there.
I want his head.
His whole head
(clute)
blood?
Oh, no!
[gasps]
No!
Dad...
Christ Almighty.
[grunts]
No, oh, my god! No!
[sobbing]
No! No!
No!
No!
[George sobbing]
You can't blame
yourself for this,
George.
They put their Vest on him.
They set you up!
Nobody has to know
what happened.
[sobbing]
It was the droids
that shot him!
Nobody can say it wasn't!
Shut up!
Just shut the hell up!
[pantIng]
I'm goin' after them.
He was my nephew.
He was my son!
[continues sobbing]
You comin' with me?
No. No.
No. It's all right.
I'll get the sons of bitches
myself!
You see if I don't!
[groans]
[screaming]
How much farther?
The dam is less than
a kilometer away.
The last Marker,
it's at the top.
They said they'd free us
if we got there.
Nobody's gonna
set us free.
Ugh.
Tara!
[gasping]
No.
You can't...
please.
My fool.
[garbled]
My sweet, sweet fool.
[gasps]
Monsters!
Murderers!
Why didn't I see it?
Can you disarm
my inhibitor?
If you wish.
Do it.
[birds chirping]
[screaming]
[gun cocking]
You're the one.
You murdered Tara,
the only thing I ever loved.
No. It wasn't me.
I swear it wasn't.
It was my brother.
[panting]
He went ballistic
when he realized
he'D shot his own son.
I tried to stop him.
It wasn't me.
You'd give up
your own brother
to save yourself.
So that's what it
means to be human.
Tara was right.
If you shoot me,
it'll be all over with.
You don't want that,
now, do you?
I want you to die,
and I want it to be
by my own hands.
Listen to me!
[panting]
You don't hate human beings.
There's something wrong
with your programming.
But we can fix it.
You're kind and good
and you trust us.
Tell him, Pete.
Tell him what, Mr. Clute?
Tell him to put
down his weapon!
It's beyond my control.
And I'm beyond yours.
[heavIng]
I never hurt you.
You believe me, don't you?
Not anymore.
[gun clicking]
[firing]
[grunts]
[panting]
We made it.
Designation?
Kel-54.
Pete-41.
Tracker for clute Nichols.
I'm the area-5 game Warden,
and this was an illegal hunt.
All participants are
subject to prosecution.
Do what you want to me.
To you?
No, you're the only one
that's free to go.
I don't understand.
The law says that
any droid surviving
an ILLEGAL hunt
is granted
unqualified freedom.
This is your lucky day.
You're free to
join the community
of humans.
I'd rather
go back to the mines.
I'd rather die.
Look. Maybe I didn't
make myself clear.
You're emancipated.
You're free to live
among Real human beings.
Now, just turn over
your weapon.
Do what he says, kel.
Please just end it.
I'm begging you to end it.
(Warden)
What the hell is
going on here?
I took a life.
I deserve to be executed.
(Warden)
listen, I want you guys
to wait there.
Android enforcement?
I'm bringin' in
a renegade Unit.
Looks like
he's gonna need
procedure 586.
That's right.
We're on our way.
Over.
(Warden)
Hey.
You want this?
What for?
It's all lies.
Burn it.
I'm not going to hurt you.
I only wish to
tell you the ground rules
of the hunt.
(narrator)
As machines
Grow more human,
we must be wary
that we do not become
less so.