' for a treasure...
guns.
- Guns?
- A mountain of it.
Supposedly buried right around here.
But neither side knows exactly
where the guns are buried.
Each side seems to have
clues that the other doesn't.
You see, the Roms and the Droids
got here just about the same time.
Being what they are, they immediately
started slaughtering one another.
After a while there
weren't too many of'em left.
So now they sit around...
waiting for the other to make the
first move to find the treasure.
So which side is the fairest?
The Roms are definitely deadlier.
Their leader is
Blackheart, military-type.
Not too big on thinking things
through, though. Impulsive.
She is determined to track down...
even the slightest
trace of a human being.
You know, Captain Ahab in
search of the great white whale.
- Real killer woman.
- Yep.
The Droids, well, they're
not well-organized.
Their leader is Zik...
who seems quite evolved, but
most of them are just goons.
Like Marko, the fellow
who decapitated me.
He said he did it for parts, but
it was just his own amusement.
A total psychopath!
What about the guns?
Legend has it that the human army...
hid them around here in
the last days of the war.
Anyway...
they both want the
guns to kill the humans.
You heard the rumor that the humans
are about to come out and kill us all?
I don't know if it's true,
but these two believe it is.
What's with her?
She's a worker Drone, programmed
to serve a purpose, do a job.
She saw the two gangs’
camp around here...
so she set up shop, drilled for water...
and then the killing started.
- She got stuck in the middle.
- Well, she can quit.
They won't let her.
Her place is sort of a neutral site,
and her water attracts travelers...
that both Droids and Roms can have
fun with, like myself, for instance.
You did me a big
favor. Take some advice.
If I were you, I'd keep movin' on.
Skip this town.
No, I think I'll hang for
a while, check things out.
You don't want to tangle with
either one of these gangs.
They're real bad metal.
Maybe I can make them understand
the error of their ways.
I don't mean any disrespect, but...
have some of your circuits shorted?
Hey, have you seen something over there?
First, I'm gonna take care of that
Head, like I should have a long time ago.
Don't do anything you
might regret later.
I thought you enjoyed
kickin' the Head around.
I think I've found me
a new head to play with.
It's pretty.
Who asked you?
I'm just trying to make conversation.
You've made enough conversation already.
Outside.
Some people have to learn not to
meddle in other people's business.
Feet, don't fail me now!
What can I get you?
I'll have a water...
on ice.
Get real.
Okay.
No ice.
Drink up and move on.
You're lucky that the Roms and the
Droids haven't sliced you to pieces yet.
I take it violence is
not your cup of tea.
It's not mine either.
How about a little can-opening party?
But I'm really not a party person.
Come on. Let's talk.
You know me.
I'm a jokester, Marko. I
can't handle this. Please!
Come on!
I have nothing to chat about!
I'm just chock-full of information.
I could tell you about the stranger
and why he's here to kill you.
Kill me?
You were kicked one time too many.
You would know, Marko.
You're brain-dead.
I'm sorry, Marko! I didn't mean it!
You're a very bright guy! Ow! That hurt!
You're damaging my circuits!
Please, don't!
I'm begging you don't
cut off my head again!
I'd rather die then...
So much for the fine
art of conversation.
Are you satisfied now?
You cut off my head. What
more do you want from me?
What do you say, Marko?
Do we have a deal?
Look what I've done to your friend!
Marko, please.
Let's make a deal.
What do you want?
You already have my best parts.
Look what I've done to your friend.
Please, Mister! Don't
let Marko hit me anymore!
He's going to torture me!
Please, stop him! You can do it!
Marko just talks tough!