world leader.
And that'll be all she wrote.
Torque wrench, please.
- Here.
I wish I could've met my real dad.
You will.
Yeah. I guess.
When I'm, like, 45, I think.
I'll send him back
through time to 1984.
He hasn't even been born yet.
It messes with your head.
The other bolt.
Here.
Mom and him
were only together one night.
She still loves him, I guess.
I see her crying sometimes.
She denies it totally, of course.
Like she got something
stuck in her eye.
Why do you cry?
You mean people?
- Yeah.
I don't know.
We just cry, you know.
When it hurts.
Pain causes it?
No, it's different.
It's when there's nothing wrong
but you hurt anyway.
You get it?
- No.
Alright! My man!
No problemo.
Gimme five.
Put out your hand like this.
Come on.
Alright. Now hit me.
Gimme five. Do the same thing.
- Alright!
Okay, that's good.
Up high, up high.
Five low.
Too slow.
Just kidding.
One more time.
Watching John with the machine,
it was suddenly so clear.
The Terminator would never stop,
it would never leave him,
never hurt him,
never shout at him
or get drunk and hit him,
or say it was too busy
to spend time with him.
It would always be there.
And it would die to protect him.
Of all the would-be fathers
who came and went,
this thing, this machine,
was the only one who measured up.
In an insane world,
it was the sanest choice.
She said you go south with him.
She'll meet you tomorrow.
- Mom!
Mom! Wait!
"No fate."
No fate but what we make.
My father told her this.
I mean, I made him memorize it, up
in the future, as a message to her.
Never mind.
Now okay,
the whole thing goes:
"The future is not set.
There is no fate
but what we make for ourselves."
She intends to change the future.
Yeah, I guess.
Oh shit!
Dyson.
Yeah, gotta be!
Miles Dyson!
She's gonna blow him away!
Come on! Let's go!
This is tactically dangerous.
- Drive faster.
The T-1000 has
the same files that I do.
It knows what I know.
It might anticipate this move.
I don't care. We've gotta stop her.
Killing Dyson might actually
prevent the war. - I don't care!
Haven't you learnt anything yet?
Why you can't kill people?
Look, maybe you don't care
if you live or die.
But everybody's not like that!
We have feelings.
We hurt. We're afraid.
You gotta learn this stuff.
I'm not kidding. It's important.
Danny, I told you
to go to bed like your sister.
Just a couple of minutes, Mom.
Danny, your time is up.
Come brush your teeth
and get to bed.
Danny just go!
Oh my God!
Just take Danny and go. Run!
Oh Jesus, Miles.
Nobody fucking move!
Don't hurt my daddy!
Get on the floor!
Fucking down! Now!
Get out of the way!
Don't hurt him!
Get on the floor! Fast!
Just let the boy go.
Shut up! Shut up!
It's all your fault!
It's all your fault!
- What?
I'm not gonna let you do it.
Shit, we're too late.
Check them.
Look at me, Mom.
Are you hurt?
Look at me.
I almost...
I almost...
It'll by okay.
We'll figure something out, okay?
Promise.
You came here to stop me?
Yes, I did.
I love you, John.
I always have.
I know.
Clean penetration.
No shattered bone.
Hold here. Compression
should stop the bleeding.
Who are you?
Show him.
Danny, I want you to come with me.
Show me your room.
Oh, my God!
Now listen to me very carefully.
Dyson listened while
the Terminator laid it all down.
Skynet, Judgment Day,
the history of things to come.
It's not every day that you find out
you're responsible
for 3 billion deaths.
He took it pretty well.
I feel like I'm gonna throw up.
You're judging me
on things I haven't even done yet.
How were we
supposed to know?
Yeah. Right.
How were you supposed to know?
Fucking men like you
built the hydrogen bomb.
Men like you thought it up.
You think you're so creative.
You don't know what it's like
to create something.
To create a life.
To feel it growing inside you.
All you know how to create
is death and destruction. - Mom!
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