Grab this guy. Now who's the dipshit? No! Put the gun down! - Get out of here. - Split. - You were going to kill that guy. - Of course, I'm a terminator. Listen carefully. You're not a terminator anymore. Have you got that? You can't go around killing people. - Why? - Because you can't. - Why? - You just can't. Trust me. I'm going to get my mom and I order you to help me. - Hi, you have a Sarah Connor here? - You're running kind of late. They've been in there for an hour. Hold on, I'll buzz you in. Here come your friends now. That was productive. - Gwen, do you want some coffee? - No, how about a beer? I got a full house. It must be my lucky day. - You broke my arm. - There are 215 bones in your body. That's one. Now, don't move. What are you going to do? Why do we stop now? - You won't kill anyone, right? - Right. - Swear? - What? Put up your hand and say, " I swear I won't kill anyone." I swear I will not kill anyone. All right, let's go. Visiting hours is ten till four, Monday through Friday. - What the hell are you doing? - You shot me. He'll live. Son of a bitch! - Let's all try to remain calm. - Open it or he'll die. - Connor, let him go. - Open the door. - Take it easy, Sarah. - It won't work. You're no killer. You're already dead. You know I believe it, so don't fuck with me. Open the door. Back off. I'll pump him full of this shit, I swear. - Don't move. Drop the shit. - Do it. Get in the office. On the floor. Not you. Open the door. On the floor. Hold it open. Face the wall. Get her! Let's go. Open it. She broke it off. Come on. Move it. Mom, wait! - Help her. - Wait here. He'll kill us all. He'll kill us all. Mom, are you okay? - Come with me if you want to live. - It's okay, he's here to help. Go! What is it? Get down. Mom! Out of the car! Right now! Go! I'm out. Come on. Reload. Last one. Hang on. Ready. Here, drive. - There's nobody behind us. - Are you all right? - Can you even see anything? - I see everything. Cool. Come here. I'm okay. John, it was stupid of you to go there. You almost got yourself killed. What were you thinking? You cannot risk yourself for me. You're too important. Do you understand? I had to get you out of that place. I'm sorry. I didn't need your help. I can take care of myself. - What's wrong with your eyes? - Nothing. What's your story? - Are you okay? - Fine. Say, that's a nice bike. Watch it, lug nuts. - Do you know what you're doing? - I have detailed files on anatomy. - To be a more efficient killer. - Correct. Does it hurt when you get shot? I sense injuries. The data could be called pain. - Will these heal up? - Yes. Good. If you can't pass for human, you're not much good to us. How long do you live... last? - 120 years, with this power cell. - Can you learn new stuff? So you can be more human and not such a dork all the time. I have a neural-net processor. A learning computer. The more contact I have with humans, the more I learn. Are we learning yet? We have to get as far away from the city as possible. Head south. Keep it under 65. We don't want to be pulled over. - Affirmative. - No, no. Listen to the way people talk. You don't say "affirmative". You say, "No problem." If someone's got an attitude, you say, "Eat me." If you want to shine them on, it's, "Hasta la vista, baby." - Hasta la vista, baby. - Or, "Later, dickwad." If someone gets upset you say, "Chill out." Chill out, dickwad. - Great, now you're getting it. - No problem. You want some of my fries? - Need any help? - No. - I got you. - No, you didn't. We're not going to make it, are we? People, I mean. It's in your nature to destroy yourselves. Major drag. I need to know the man responsible for building Skynet. Miles Bennet Dyson. He's director of special projects at Cyberdyne Systems Corporation. - Why him? - He creates a new microprocessor. Then ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Друзья - Сезон 9 на английском - текст Буйно помешанные на английском - текст Дюна на английском - текст Мольба на английском - текст Алиса в Стране Чудес на английском |