into Mexico to escape the primary blast zones. No, we have to get to her dad. The Mojave area will sustain significant nuclear fallout. You will not survive. You mean we go run and hide somewhere in a hole while the bombs fall? It is your destiny. - Fuck my destiny. - John. You cannot self-terminate. No, you can't. I can do whatever I want. I'm a human being. I'm not some goddamn robot. - Cybernetic organism. - Whatever! Either we get her father to shut Skynet down... ...stop this shit from ever happening, or so much for the great John Connor. Because your future, my destiny, I don't want any part of it. I never did. Based on your pupil dilation, skin temperature and motor functions... ...I calculate an 83% probability that you will not pull the trigger. Please do what he says. You have to save my father! We can reach CRS in approximately one hour... ...depending on traffic conditions. I can't get a line. The whole cell network is down. Skynet is assuming control over global communications... ...in preparation for its attack. So if this war is between people and machines... ...why are you on our side? The Resistance captured me and reprogrammed my CPU. I was originally designed for assassination missions. So... ...you don't really care if this mission succeeds or not. If we get killed, does that mean anything to you? If you were to die, I will become useless. There will be no reason for me to exist. Thank you for doing this. Your gratitude is not required. I am programmed to follow your commands. Her commands? Katherine Brewster had me reactivated and sent through the time displacement field. What exactly am I in this future of yours? You're John Connor's spouse and second-in-command. No, I-- What? You're a mess. Hey, you're not exactly my type, either. Why didn't I send you back? I am not authorized to answer your question. - Why didn't he send you back? - He was dead. Well, that sucks. - Humans inevitably die. - Yeah, I know. So how does it--? No. Maybe I don't want to know. How does he die? John Connor was terminated on July 4th, 2032. I was selected for the emotional attachment he had for my model number... ...due to his boyhood experiences. This aided in my infiltration. What are you saying? I killed you. This has to be a mistake. As of 1100 hours, all primary military systems were secure. They were. Only the civilian sector was affected. Internet, air traffic. Minutes ago, guidance computers at Vandenberg crashed. We thought it was an error. It looks like the virus. - Early warning in Alaska is down. - Satellite signals are scrambled. What about the missile silos, the subs? We've lost contact. You're saying this country is completely open to attack. Theoretically, we could be under attack already. Who's doing this? A foreign power or some computer hacker in his garage? We can't trace the virus or pin it down. It keeps growing and changing, like it has a mind of its own. This can't be happening. The Pentagon's on the secure line. It's the chairman. All right. Look... ...none of this is gonna happen. We get to your dad, get him to pull the plug on Skynet. The bombs won't fall. He won't have to kill me someday. He'll never even exist. You and I, we can just go our separate ways. You know, Mike Kripke's basement... That was the first time I ever kissed a guy. Really? Your levity is good. It relieves tension and the fear of death. We're hoping you have a solution for us. I know, sir, but Skynet is not ready for a system-wide connection. That's not what your civilian counterparts there told me. They say we can stop this damn virus. I understand there's a certain amount of performance anxiety... ...but your boys say if we plug Skynet into all of our systems... ...it'll squash this thing and give me back control of my military. Mr.Chairman, I need to make myself very clear. If we uplink now, ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Легион на английском - текст Плывущие водоросли на английском - текст Александр маленький на английском - текст Сталкер на английском - текст Чапаев на английском |