I want you to sit back and take it real easy.
It'll hurt like a mother.
Just real easy. Just turn your arm.
Real slow. That's it.
That's good.
Okay, whatever you do...
...don't move your arm.
I'll try and remember.
Don't you need your glasses for this?
Want me to run to the car and get them?
Breathe it, kid.
Hold still!
Come on kid, breathe it.
That's it. Just keep breathing. Hold still.
That's it.
Come on, kid.
Breathe it. That's it.
Easy.
- Did you get it? - Not yet.
Can't you do anything right?
I'm doing the best I can.
This thing's gonna be okay.
Heard any jokes lately?
Come on, kid.
Hold on. Come on, hold still.
Breathe it. I can see it.
Come on.
I can see it.
It's almost there.
Come on.
There!
It's okay.
You didn't need to wait, Jack. I'm fine.
- I was worried about you. - I'm fine, really.
- Hurt much? - No. Not really.
Bet it does.
Jack, I'm fine.
Why don't we have dinner tonight?
- Dinner? - Yeah.
Sure. I gotta go home and change, though.
- You can go like that. - I can't go like this.
We're going to my place.
Okay.
- We should get to know each other. - I love it.
It's a good idea for partners to spend time together...
...away from work. - Definitely. You're right.
We'll go over office routines...
...station procedures.
There's a lot of things you'll need to know.
The chief isn't the easiest guy to get along with.
I always take new partners to dinner.
Oh, you do?
Just because you're a woman shouldn't make any difference, right?
Well, listen, I really appreciate the gesture...
...but I want to go home. - Why not dinner?
Just forget it.
The pasta will be al dente in two minutes...
...17 seconds. - Forget it, Lois.
- Where's your dinner guest? - Forget it.
She forget it?
She didn't forget it. I'm asking you to forget it.
Very well, I will erase it from memory.
You do that.
Bobby stayed up to say good night to you.
Dad.
Hi, son.
I saw you on TV.
Oh, yeah?
I know you didn't mean it.
- Mean what? - What you said.
The words that you said that you say I can't say.
Yeah.
- Well, you see... - I know.
You didn't know what you were saying, because you were worried about her.
Well, that's true.
But that's not an excuse.
- Sometimes... - Just don't let it happen again.
I'll try.
Did she come here tonight?
No, she went home.
Excuse me, sergeant. They want you at the police station.
- I gotta go. - Okay.
You go to sleep.
- Good night, son. - Yes, sir.
- Good night. - Good night.
Vehicle recovery on three-six.
Look at this.
The back half is solid propellant.
There's directional control. The nose is electronic.
You've heard of a bullet that has your name on it? This one really does.
- You can program it. - What's its signature?
I don't know. I've tried everything. Movement, light, shape.
- I gotta know, Marvin. - I know!
I'm doing my best, okay?
It's tricky.
Heat.
My God.
- A heat-seeking missile. - They come at a specific person.
Sure.
Everyone's body has its own unique heat pattern. This is yours...
...and this is mine.
Clean, simple and neat.
Jack, this is a police nightmare.
We used to worry about terrorists getting A-bombs?
The real problem is microelectronics stuff.
I mean, a smart bullet?
What about these chips?
Overrides all CPU instructions. Turn any computer into a killer.
Charles Luther. This the guy?
Yeah, that's him.
This is a bad guy.
Served one to three, robbery. Arrest, murder two, no conviction.
Arrest for assault with a deadly weapon, overturned. Mob connections.
He's a rich kid gone bad. Why's he with Johnson?
He got Johnson and Harry to design the chips, killed them...
...and ran away with the stuff.
He likes to kill people.
He's killed five so far. I want him.
I'm sure you do. But how are you going to get him?
We've got his girlfriend.
Whoop-dee-do! You think he's interested in a piece of ass?
- She's all we've got. - And she leads nowhere.
- I want you to talk to our psychic. - Oh, chief.
Linda's in the building. I'll send her up here to give you a reading.
- Come on, chief. - Just do it, Ramsay.
Louis...
An old name.
Lucifer.
Luther?
- Is his name Luther? - Yeah.
And you're looking for him.
He's very angry.
Where is he?
I'm not surprised you're looking for him.
You have a karmic bond. You were brothers in another life.
- Linda... - Your relationship is clear, like...
...pieces in the same puzzle.
You've been close many times, and you'll get closer.
You'll definitely meet.
When and where?
He'll see to that.
After all...
...you have what he wants.
- I do? - Of course.
- I work as an exercise instructor. - Where?
A lot of places. Look, I got a firm body.
My body's perfect. It's like a rock.
I can see that.
Oh, come on.
He's giving me a hard time.
- He doesn't believe me. - I can't help.
Wiener-head!
Officer Milhop, artist sketch room.
- Called you back too, huh? - Yeah.
- How are you feeling now? - Okay.
Hurts, but it's okay.
- Hey, Ramsay. Telephone. - I'm not here.
What's going on?
Those illegal chips look like they were production-etched.
Meaning what?
They were run off a regular assembly line.
- So? - Somewhere there's photo templates...
...to make more.
Who has the templates?
I don't know. We better find them.
He said he knows you're here. Do you know a Luther?
This is Ramsay.
You're lucky to be alive. You should've let the robot disarm it.
- You watch TV. What's on your mind? - I watch, I look, I listen.
I'm watching you now.
Right. What's on your mind, Luther?
You're standing by the desk punching buttons on the console...
...trying to trace this call, which won't...
...do shit, because I'm calling from a mobile phone.
Now you're looking around.
Now you're cupping your hand over the receiver.
He's tapped into the closed-circuit TV.
I can't hear what you're saying, but I've tapped into the TV line.
That wasn't very nice, Ramsay.
How'd he do that?
You're probably wondering how I did that.
- What do you want? - I want my girl.
I know she's there. I want you to turn her over to me.
No way.
If you don't, I'll kill her. And then I'll kill you.
You can't run away, Ramsay. I'll find you.
My little machines will find you wherever you go.
- Why's he want the girl? - Maybe she has the templates.
- Marvin, can you get me a little bug? - Yeah, I got it for you.
You were supposed to catch him.
And how are you?
- You were supposed to catch him! - I tried.
Well you didn't, shithead!
I feel bad about it too.
Not half as bad as I do. You really screwed up.
He got away. You know where that leaves me?
He's smart, you know?
He's gonna know how you found him at the hotel room because I told.
And he's gonna be so mad...
What am I gonna do now?
- We'll take care of you. - Sure you will.
We'll move you to a safe place.
You'll move me to a safe place? And where is that?
There is no safe place. Not from him.
- Sure there is. - No, there isn't!
What does it take to get through to you?!
He sees everything. He knows everything here.
Do you understand what I'm saying to you?
Why is he looking for you, Jackie?
How do I know?
We better move you.
Beginning debug scan.
Scan complete. No bugs detected.
Beginning debug scan.
Scan complete. No bugs detected.
- Purse, Jackie. - Not again.
- Come on. - I'm clean.
We'll see.
Beginning debug scan.
Bug detected.
Give me your blouse, Jackie.
Nice.
Resuming scan.
Bug detected.
Give me your bra.
Resuming scan.
- Bug detected. - Hold still.
Resuming scan.
Bug detected.
- Got a lot of bugs. - I thought I was clean.
You're loaded.
He really wants to keep track of you. Why is that?
- These two are clean. - Okay, fine.
Are you crazy? These are police cars.
- You want a four-car escort? - Just you.
We'll take the robot driver. You ride shotgun.
Is that gonna be enough?
Hell, no! If we're in cop cars, they'll catch on right away.
- Oh, I doubt that. - You doubt that?
You're acting like Sir Galahad. You're gonna get us all killed.
Where's the templates?
What templates?
Let's get moving. Come on.
We hit the streets, and you, me and dollface are dead.
Hey, Jack, you need a hand?
Just don't touch the cars, Rudy.
- Come on, it's me, Rudy, your buddy... - Don't touch the car!
- Come on, I'm clean. - Back off!
Okay.
It's Luther.
Yeah, could be.
- You reading? - Very clear.
- Armed? - Yeah.
- What do you think our chances are? - I'm not worried.
Yeah, well, you should be.
Internal screens are activated.
Clear so far.
No electronic targets are shown.
Set up.
Okay. Pull back a little.
Get the lock-on ready.
Lock-on. Armed.
- Front or rear? - Rear.
- A lock-on is tracking. - Shit!
In progress.
- It's all yours. - Got it.
A lock-on is targeted.
- One down. - One coming.
- Lock-on closing. - From the front.
200 yards.
You are crazy. You're both crazy!
A lock-on is tracking.
Conditions are serious.
Damn, how many you got?
- Five. Six. - Bail out.
Moving in.
- What's happening? - We're getting out.
Multiple lock-ons targeted at less than 200 yards.
Conditions are dangerous.
Multiple lock-ons targeted at less than 100 yards.
Come on! Jump!
Multiple lock-ons targeted at less than 50 yards.
Multiple lock-ons are closing. Conditions dangerous.
Take evasive action.
Lock-ons are closing.
They're still tracking!
- They're keyed on. - Whatever it is, it moved with you.
- Jackie. - Come on, you know I'm clean.
Six coming front and rear.
We're never gonna make it.
- Jackie! - Lock-ons targeted at 100 yards.
All right! Just a minute.
Eighty, 70, 60...
...50, 40, 30...
Go ahead. Throw it!
Conditions are hopeless.
That did it.
The templates?
Do you know how much they're worth?
Luther wants them pretty bad.
- Yeah, he does. - And I want Luther pretty bad.
What do you say we make a public appearance?
- You want sushi? - Two California rolls.
You're out of your mind to stand here.
- Why, where is he? - He could be anywhere.
That doesn't do us much good, does it?
This is stupid! You think he's gonna show up here?
He won't. Let's get out of here.
- He wants these. He'll come. - Sushi is here.
See, doesn't that look good?
You had the tekka maki.
Let me speak to her, Ramsay.
Where are you?
Don't be an asshole. I'm like you, having dinner.
You might say, a night on the town with your partner.
Come on, come on, hurry up.
Officer Thompson was nice enough to lend me her headset.
Move a little, dear, so he can see the gun.
Take a seat with Jackie.
Come on.
- Two for dinner? - That's right.
This way, please.
Be cool.
We don't want any shooting in a place like this, do we?
- No. - Good boy.
- Just don't get too nervous. - I won't.
I beg your pardon, sir?
Nothing. This is fine.
All right, now give Jackie the templates.
Would you like something from the bar?
Nothing, thank you.
- I'll be back with the menus. - Could you give us a few minutes?
Now send Jackie over to me.
Send Thompson first.
What's the matter, sergeant? Don't you trust me?
Come on, I haven't got all night.
It's my insurance policy.
Send Thompson.
At the same time.
Go ahead, Jackie.
Goodbye, darling.
Sweet dreams.
Do you think I'm stupid?
What's the matter?
These aren't all of them.
Nobody does that to me. Nobody!
- So he got away. - Yeah.
And he stiffed the girl.
- That's right. - That's good.
- That's excellent work. What's next? - Nothing.
- Can't screw that up. - Nothing...
...because I planted a bug on him.
- We'll pick it up anytime now. - You hope.
What is it?
- They got a signal from the bug. - Where?
City Hospital. He must have got hurt.
Got enough people here? They'll pick you up.
- Where is he? - In the john.
Clear those civilians out. Let's go.
You stay here.
Where the hell did he go?
Sally!
Congratulations. You just staked out toilet paper.
Go through the usual routines. Maybe we'll find something.
We'd better go.
You wanna watch the door?
Sure.
Where's the chief?
Hey, chief.
Where'd you get those idiots for the stakeout?
- It was amateur night. - We blew it.
I'll say you did. We should have had him.
- You didn't find him, huh? - Nope.
He's good.
Jack, you better look at this.
Oh, God.
It's busy.
Bobby!
- Lois? - Here.
Lois, what happened?
Her voice module's broken.
See if you can patch it.
Wasn't she watching the door?
Don't try to speak, Lois.
- She's lost hydraulic fluid. - She's okay...
...if she keeps power to her memory circuits.
Bobby.
- Bobby. - Hit the reset.
Lois?
Bobby was on the phone...
...when an unpleasant man came in the back door.
- What about Bobby? - He forced Bobby to leave with him.
- How long ago? - My clock's disconnected.
- I do not know the elapsed time. - Did he say anything?
He left no...
Lois?
Let me see that.
I'm really sorry.
I am really sorry.
Dinner will not be painted in time.
- We're not here to answer your call. - I can't get it patched.
May I show you to the door?
I think that's it.
- Lois, do an internal diagnostic check. - Beginning check now.
What'd you do with my son?
Listen, sucker.
Yeah, I'm listening.
If you wanna see your boy alive, bring the other templates.
Just you alone. No tricks this time.
Where?
- I'll be there. - Where we going?
- Alone. - I'm your partner.
- He'll know if you come. - I'll wait in the car.
Listen! He'll know. I'm not taking any chances with Bobby.
Where you gonna meet him?
You promise not to follow me?
I promise.
- And you won't call anybody? - I won't.
Diagnostic check completed. There is a malfunction.
- Please check battery connections. - Sure.
Thank you.
- Is this it? - Yes.
What'd you do with my son?
Listen, sucker.
Yeah, I'm listening.
If you wanna see your boy alive, bring the other templates.
Just you alone.
- No tricks this time. - Where?
Where?
Go down Main Street to...
- right to Sentises construction site.
Don't worry, the spiders won't hurt you!
Dad? Are you coming to get me?
Better have the templates this time.
- I do. - Drop your gun.
Now get on the elevator!
Come on, Ramsay!
Let him go. Now!
Of course.
Get on the elevator.
I want to stay with you, Dad.
Get on the elevator, son.
Push the down button.
Stay away from the edge!
The templates, Ramsay!
After he's down.
After he's safe.
There's a little problem about that. I can't have any witnesses.
The spiders have been programmed to kill the first one off the elevator.
They'll let you in.
But they won't let you out. There's nothing you can do!
Bobby!
Stop the elevator! Push the button!
What's the matter?!
Stop the elevator! Push the button!
They don't work!
None of them work!
You can't stop it. I fixed the elevator.
Look on the monitor. It's a better view.
Dad?
Ever see them kill somebody?
It's really impressive. They're loaded with acid.
Dad!
Karen!
Come on, kid.
You bastard!
That's good, Ramsay.
But not good enough.
Enjoy the view?
Dad!
It's okay, son.
It's okay.
Thanks.
- You all right? - Yeah, I'm okay.
You go to the car.
Tell Lois you're all right.
You look awful.
I think I've overcome my fear of heights.
- Hurt much? - No, I'll get it taken care of.
How about dinner?
- Dinner? - Sure.
Just because you're a woman shouldn't make a difference, right?
Right.
Can you cook?
Try me.
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