chance.
This is mine.
What is it that makes us human?
It's not something you can program.
You can't put it into a chip.
It's the strength of the human heart.
The difference between us and machines.
There is a storm on the horizon.
A time of hardship and pain.
This battle has been won,
but the war against the machines rages on.
Skynet's global network remains strong.
But we will not quit...
...until all of it is destroyed.
This is John Connor.
There is no fate but what we make.Marcus.
How are you?
Ask me in an hour.
I thought I'd try...
one last time.
You should have stayed in
San Francisco, Dr. Kogan.
By signing this consent form...
you'd be donating your
body to a noble cause.
You'd...
have a second chance, through
my research, to live again.
You know what I did.
My brother and two cops
are dead because of me.
I'm not looking for a second chance.
But I'm not the only one
with a death sentence, am I?
Do you think I'm gonna
cure your cancer, Serena?
I'm not worried about myself.
I'm worried about the
future of the human race.
I'll sell it to you.
For what?
A kiss.
Mm.
Oh...
So that's what death tastes like.
You're doing something very noble.
No, I'm guilty.
Just cut me up until
there's nothing left.
Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death...
I will fear no evil,
for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Do you have any last words?
Vanguard, this is Blackjack 6.
Missile inbound to Skynet target.
TTO 11 seconds. Danger close.
- Move! Move!
- Let's go, let's go! Move it!
Connor is on the ground.
This mission is a
quick in-and-out.
Command deems the information
on those computers...
to be of the highest priority.
Connor, there's no sign of the machines.
They're gone.
It's way too quiet.
It's almost like they're waiting for us.
It's down, it's down.
What the hell's that smell, man?
Ugh.
You seeing this?
Olsen. Objective located.
There's something else you have to see.
- Hard wall.
- Get what we came for, Barbarosa.
The clock's ticking.
Spread out, secure the perimeter.
I got a big gap over here.
Why didn't we know about this?
Sir, I think this is what
Command's looking for.
I'm in their source code.
These people are being
taken to San Francisco.
Some sort of R and D
project for a new Terminator.
Send it to Command.
It's uploading. I need two minutes.
Wait, wait, wait. Go back. Go back.
Stop.
- T-800.
- A new Terminator.
It's like you said it would be.
- It's worse.
- Get your nose out of that.
None of your business. You're
not leading this mission.
Let's cut these sorry bastards
loose. Come on. Let's go.
- Jericho, come in.
- Watch that.
Come in, Jericho.
Connor, get your ass
topside. Remind those men...
they need to answer me on
the radio, even if they're dead.
Connor!
Connor, get those men to respond.
Olsen, something's wrong up here.
Topside, come in.
Outbound enemy aircraft. I'm in pursuit.
There's human prisoners aboard
that thing. Get after it!
Data transfer complete.
Connor, we're
joining you topsi-
Olsen.
Bravo 10, Bravo 10, do you copy? Over.
Eagle 1 to Bravo 10. Bravo
10, do you copy? Over.
Bravo 10. Bravo 10. Do you copy? Over?
Here.
Bravo 10, identify. Over.
Connor.
We'll send units to
the extraction point.
How many survivors are on-site? Over.
One.
Copy.
Return to base, sir?
- RTB?
- Negative.
- Take me to Command.
- Sir?
Command.
Roger. Rerouting.
Request has been denied.
Command doesn't wanna give up
their position. Radio comms only.
- Are they down there?
- Request has been denied, sir.
Need-to-know only. That's
straight from the top.
You open up that ramp...
and you tell them I need
divers for a lock-in! Now!
This is crazy.
John Connor.
Prophesized leader of the Resistance.
Soldier, you put every man and
woman in this sub in jeopardy...
with your little frogman stunt.
Let's get one thing straight.
I don't believe in