have with humans,
the more I learn.
Cool.
Are we learning yet?
We have to get as far away
from the city as possible.
Just head south.
Keep it under 65.
- We don't want to be pulled over.
- Affirmative.
You gotta listen to the way
people talk.
You don't say 'affirmative'
or some shit like that.
You say, "No problemo".
If someone comes off to you
with an attitude, you say, "Eat me".
And if you want to shine them on,
it's "Hasta la vista, baby".
Yeah, or "Later, dick-wad".
If someone gets upset,
you say, "Chill out".
Or you can do combinations.
Chill out, dick-wad.
That's great.
See? You're getting it.
Want some of my fries?
Need any help?
No.
- I got you!
- No, you didn't!
We're not gonna make it,
are we?
People, I mean.
It's in your nature
to destroy yourselves.
Yeah. Major drag, huh?
Break it up before I wring
both of your necks.
I need to know
how Skynet gets built.
Who's responsible?
The man most directly responsible
is Miles Bennett Dyson.
Who is that?
He's the director of special projects
at Cyberdyne Systems Corporation.
Why him?
In a few months he creates
a revolutionary type of microprocessor.
Go on. Then what?
In three years Cyberdyne will become
the largest supplier...
of military computer systems.
All Stealth bombers are upgraded
with Cyberdyne computers...
becoming fully unmanned.
Afterwards they fly with
a perfect operational record.
The Skynet funding bill is passed.
The system goes on-line
on August 4, 1997.
Human decisions are removed
from strategic defense.
Skynet begins to learn
at a geometric rate.
It becomes self-aware
at 2:14 a.m. Eastern time, August 29.
In a panic,
they try to pull the plug.
- Skynet fights back.
- Yes.
It launches its missiles
against the targets in Russia.
Why attack Russia?
Aren't they our friends now?
Because Skynet knows
that the Russian counterattack...
will eliminate its enemies
over here.
Jesus.
How much do you know
about Dyson?
I have detailed files.
I want to know everything.
What he looks like,
where he lives, everything.
Wait in the car.
You're pretty jumpy, Connor.
Hey, big John.
What's up?
He's cool, Enrique.
He's with me.
He's... Uncle Bob.
Uncle Bob, this is Enrique.
Uncle Bob, huh?
Okay.
Drink?
"Uncle Bob"?
You're pretty famous,
all over the goddamn TV.
Pictures of you, John,
your big friend here.
Cops are going nuts
looking for you.
I just came for my stuff.
I need clothes, food and a truck.
How about the fillings in my teeth?
Now, Enrique.
You two,
you're on weapons detail.
Let's go.
One thing about my mom...
she always plans ahead.
Excellent.
This is my best truck,
but the starter motor's gone.
You got time to change it out?
Yeah. I'm gonna wait 'til dark
to cross the border.
I grew up in places like this...
so I thought
that's how people lived...
riding around in helicopters,
learning how to blow shit up.
That's definitely you.
Most of the guys my mom
hung around with were geeks...
but there was this one guy,
he was kinda cool.
He taught me engines.
Hold here.
Mom screwed it up, of course.
She'd always tell 'em
about Judgment Day...
and me being this world leader.
That'd 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.
They sent him back through time
to 1984.
Man.
He hasn't even been born yet.
It messes with your head.
- The other bolt.
- Oh. Here.
Mom and him were only together
for 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
with you, but you hurt anyway.
- You get it?
- No.
All right, my man!
Give me five.
Just put out your hand
like this.
All right!