visitors.
Well, it's been six months.
I was looking forward
to seeing my son.
I see.
Let's go back
to what you were saying
about those terminator machines.
Now you think they don't exist?
They don't exist.
I know that now.
But you've told me
on many occasions
about how you crushed one
in a hydraulic press.
If I had, there would have been
some evidence.
They would've found
something at the factory.
I see.
So you don't believe anymore
that the company covered it up?
No, why would they?
Let's try a new position.
Right, there.
The neuronal sensors are correct,
because it works.
The neurons are all centered.
Maybe the inhibitors failed.
Mr. Dyson?
The materials team...
...is running another series
this afternoon, and you have to...
You have to sign it out.
Come on. I'll get it.
I know I haven't been here that long,
but I was wondering if you know...
Know what?
Well if you know,
where it came from.
I asked the same question once.
Know what they told me?
"Don't ask."
Hello, Mr. Dyson. - How's it going?
- Okay.
Insert key.
Left and three, two, one, turn.
How are wife and kids?
- Great, thanks.
So what do you think, Doctor?
I've shown improvement,
haven't I?
Well, Sarah, here's the problem:
I know how smart you are.
You're just telling me
what I want to hear.
I don't think you believe
what you're telling me.
If I put you in minimum security
you'll just try to escape again.
You have to let me see my son.
Please.
Please.
He's in great danger.
He's naked without me.
If I could just make a phone call.
- I'm afraid not. Not for a while.
I don't see any choice but to
recommend to the review board
that you stay here
for another six months.
You son of a bitch!
You don't know what you're doing!
- Straighten her now!
You don't know what you're doing!
Model citizen.
You just missed him.
He left fifteen minutes ago.
I think he said he was going to
the Galleria. - Yeah.
The Galleria?
I'll get some quarters.
I'll be back, alright?
Girls, do you know John Connor?
- No.
You know this guy?
No, I don't know him.
John.
- Not now.
There's this cop scoping for you,
check it out.
Split, man, just go.
- Yeah.
I think I saw the kid
you're looking for.
You're not supposed to be here!
Get down!
Come on!
Goddamn!
Okay, time out. Stop the bike!
Come on, stop the bike.
Don't take this the wrong way,
you're a terminator, right?
Yes. Cyberdyne Systems, Model 101.
Holy shit! You're really real!
You're like a machine underneath,
but sort of alive outside?
I'm a cybernetic organism.
Living tissue
over a metal endoskeleton.
This is intense.
Get a grip, John.
You're not here to kill me.
I figured that out for myself.
So what's the deal?
My mission is to protect you.
Yeah? Who sent you?
You did.
35 years from now
you reprogrammed me
to be your protector here,
in this time.
This is deep.
This other guy,
he's a terminator like you, right?
Not like me. A T-1000.
Advanced prototype.
You mean more advanced
than you are?
Yes. A mimetic polyalloy.
What does that mean?
Liquid metal.
Where are we going?
- We have to get out of the city.
And avoid the authorities.
I gotta stop by my house
and pick up some stuff. - Negative.
The T-1000 will definitely
try to reacquire you there.
You sure?
- I would.
Look, Todd and Janelle are dicks
but I gotta warn them.
Shit! You got a quarter?
Hello?
Janelle? It's me.
John?
- Yeah.
Is everything alright?
- Sure.
Are you alright?
- I'm fine.
John, it's late. I was
beginning to worry about you.
If you hurry, we can have dinner
together. I'm making beef stew.
Something's wrong.
She's never this nice.
Where are you?
What's the goddamn dog
barking at?
Shut up,
you piece of shit!
The dog's barking.
Tell the kid
to get rid of that mutt.
Honey, it's late.
Could it already be there?
Are you okay?
I'm right here. I'm fine.
- Are you sure?
What's the dog's name?
- Max.
Janelle, what's wrong