should check your bandage, too.
Later. I'm going out for supplies.
Keep this.
No, I can't tell you where I am, Mom.
I was told not to say.
I need to know where to reach you.
You tell me to hide out at the cabin
and you won't tell me what's going on?
I am worried sick here.
OK. OK, here's the number.
- You ready?
- Yes. Go ahead.
It's 408 555 1439. Room nine.
- Got it?
- I've got it.
I gotta go. I'm sorry
I can't tell you more right now.
I love you, Mom.
I love you, too, sweetheart.
- Tiki Motel.
- Give me your address there.
What have we got?
Mothballs... corn syrup... ammonia.
What's for dinner?
- Plastique.
- That sounds good.
What is it?
It's a nitroglycerin base.
It's a bit more stable.
I learned to make it when I was a kid.
Make sure there's none on the threads.
Like this.
Screw the end cap on.
Very gently.
You must've had a fun childhood.
That's good.
All right. Six more like that
and I'll get started on the fuses.
He'll find us, won't he?
Probably.
It'll never be over, will it?
Look at me. I'm shaking.
Some legend.
You must be pretty disappointed.
No, I'm not.
Kyle, the women in your time,
what are they like?
Good fighters.
That's not what I meant.
Was there someone special?
Someone...?
A girl, you know.
No.
Never.
Never?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
So much pain.
Pain can be controlled.
You just disconnect it.
So you feel nothing?
John Connor gave me
a picture of you once.
I didn't know why at the time.
It was very old, torn, faded.
You were young like you are now.
You seemed just a little sad.
I used to always wonder
what you were thinking at that moment.
I memorised every line,
every curve.
I came across time for you, Sarah.
I love you. I always have.
I shouldn't have said that.
Think fast.
Trade places.
Faster. Drive faster.
Kyle. Oh, my God.
You stay here.
Let's get outta here.
Get out.
Kyle. Come on. Get up.
Come on.
Help me. Get out. Get out.
Don't stop. Run.
Sarah.
Kyle.
We did it, Kyle. We got him.
No.
Wait.
What are you doing?
Cover, so he can't track us.
Come on.
No. Kyle. Come on.
- Come on.
- Leave me here.
Move it, Reese. On your feet, soldier.
On your feet. Move it.
Get back. Go back.
- Run, Sarah.
- No.
Run.
Run.
Come on, motherfucker.
No.
You're terminated, fucker.
Kyle.
Seven. November 10. Where was l?
What's difficult is trying to decide
what to tell you and what not to.
But I guess I have a while before you're
old enough to understand these tapes.
They're more for me at this point
just so that I can get it straight.
Fill her up.
Should I tell you about your father?
Boy, that's a tough one.
Will it effect your decision to send him
here, knowing that he is your father?
If you don't send Kyle, you can never be.
God, a person could go crazy
thinking about this.
I suppose I will tell you.
I owe him that.
Maybe it'll help if...
you know that in the few hours
that we had together,
we loved a lifetime's worth.
- What did he just say?
- He says you're very beautiful.
He is ashamed to ask you
for five dollars for this picture.
But if he doesn't, his father will beat him.
Pretty good hustle, kid.
What did he just say?
He said there's a storm coming in.
I know.LOS ANGELES 2029 A.D.
THE MACHINES ROSE FROM THE
ASHES OF THE NUCLEAR FIRE.
THEIR WAR TO EXTERMINATE MANKIND
HAS RAGED FOR DECADES,
BUT THE FINAL BATTLE WOULD NOT
BE FOUGHT IN THE FUTURE.
IT WOULD BE FOUGHT HERE,
IN OUR PRESENT.
TONIGHT...
LOS ANGELES 1984
1:52a.m.
What the hell...?
Goddamn son-of-a-bitch...
What the hell...?
Hey, my turn.
Hey, what's wrong with this picture?
Nice night for a walk?
Nice night for a walk.
Wash day tomorrow.
Nothing clean, right?
Nothing clean. Right.
I think this guy's a couple of cans
short of a six-pack.
Your clothes, give them to me.
- Now.
- Fuck you, asshole.
Hey, buddy, did you just see
a real bright light?
- See that guy?
- Hold it right there.
- He's rabbiting.