Hey, This Is Johnny Phoenix For The X.F.L.,
Reminding The Fans Here At Prudential Stadium To Be Safe On The Way Home.
Hut!
Big Third Down For The Expansion Roadrunners.
Their Play-Off Hopes Could Hinge On This Play.
A Lot Of Pressure On Young Johnny Phoenix.
As If Being The First Quarterback To Earn 300 Million Isn't Pressure Enough.
Red! Thirty-Two!
Strong Left!
- Hold! Hold! - Walk It! Walk It!
[ Phoenix ] Blue! Two Thirty-Nine!
Blue!
Down!
Set! Hut! Hut!
- [ Male Fan ] Get Up, Johnny! - You All Right?
The Owner Wants Johnny To Have The Absolute Best Of Care.
He's Gonna Need It. His Sixth Cervical Vertebra Is Crushed.
It May Not Be As Bad As You Think It Is.
[ Siren Wailing ]
The Status? We Have A Lifetime Contract With A Vegetable.
Maybe We Can Trade Him To L.A.
[ Man On Mike ] Okay, Terminate His Contract And Bring Him Back To The Lab. You Understand?
Sure. I'll Get Right On It.
Sorry, Johnny. You're Gonna Have To Take One For The Team.
[ Siren Wailing ]
Do I Look Any Different To You?
Oh, Gee. You Shaved Your Moustache.
- Never Had A Moustache. - Oh. Then No.
[ Man On Tv ] Johnny Phoenix Will Play Next Week.
Early Diagnosis Had Him Sidelined.
After Further Investigation, His Injuries Proved To Be Minor.
[ Electronic Voice ] Good Morning, Adam.
At 11:00, You Have A V.I.P. Client, Michael Drucker. And By The Way, Happy Birthday.
I Don't Feel Any Different. Hmm.
- Is Clara Up Yet? - Yeah, She's Watching Tv With Oliver.
You Gonna Spend All Day Looking For New Wrinkles?
Or Are You Gonna Get In Here And Give Me A Kiss? Hmm?
- Well, I Suppose If I Have To. - Oh, Bully!
You're Not Gettin' Any Kisses Now! [ Shrieks ]
You Know, You... Don't Look Any Different.
No. You Look Much Better Than When We Met.
I Love You.
Lock The Door. Oh, God!
[ Moans ] Daddy, Daddy, Happy Birthday!
- What? - You Always Make Daddy Feel So Good.
Careful, You're Getting A Little Old For That.
- I Am Not! - No, I Meant Your Father.
- Very Funny. - Come On. I Made You Breakfast.
- Oh, Great! - Yum! - Come On, Dad!
I Can't Find You. Where Are You? Right Behind You, Dad.
- I'm Here, Right Here! - You're Hiding Under The Table!
[ Tv ] Because Of Their Shorter Life Span, These Family Members Can't Help But Break Our Hearts.
Should Accident, Illness Or Age End Your Pet's Natural Life--
Oliver, Have You Seen Clara Somewhere?
[ Tv ] Our Technology Can Have Him Back The Same Day In Perfect Health...
With Zero Defects Guaranteed, Thanks To Repet.
[ Whimpers ]
Nacho Flavored Or Regular?
I'll Take Banana Flavored. Thank You.
I Love This Card. Beautiful.
- Dad, Can I Have A Sim-Pal For Your Birthday? - A Gift On My Birthday?
That Way You Won't Feel Guilty That You're The Only One Getting Something.
- What's A Sim-Pal? - A Life-Size Doll.
A Make-Believe Friend That Grows Real Hair And Can Do A Lot Of Stuff.
Can't Your Real Friends Grow Real Hair And Do Lots Of Stuff?
Yeah, But They All Have Sim-Pals.
Ask Your Mommy. You're The Greatest, Dad!
[ Chuckles ]
Mommy! Mommy! I'm Gonna Get A Sim-Pal!
[ Electronic Voice ] You're Getting Low On Milk.
Thank You For Ordering Milk.
[ Laughing ] You're Getting So Fast.
Into The Car. Very Nice. Bye-Bye. See You.
Hey. What's Goin' On?
Oh, I Had A Breakfast Of Champions Today. Oh, Yeah?
[ Electronic Voice ] Destination Double X Charter Airport Selected.
The Girl Wouldn't Stop Talking. My Virtual Girlfriend,
She Talks, But At Least I Can Turn Her Off.
You And Your Virtual Girls. Here You Are, A Grown Man,
And Your Primary Relationship Is With A Piece Of Software.
If Your Senses Tell You You Have A Hot Chick On Your Lap, You Have A Hot Chick On Your Lap.
I Don't Have To Look Any Further, Okay?
They Invented The Laser Razor. No Nicks, Cuts Or Scratches. You Should Think About Using It.
I Like The Old-Fashioned Kind. They Remind Me I'm Still Alive.
You Want To Hang Out At Kelly's After Work?
I Know That Natalie Is Throwing Me A Surprise Party.
Why Do You Say That? Because I Told Her You Told Me.
No, You Didn't. Oh, Yes.
Why Did You Do That? I Didn't.
I Just Wanted To Know, And Now I Know. Can't Believe I Was That Easy.
[ Computer Voice ] Your Destination, Double X Charter Airport, Is Ahead.
- On Star Will Now Disengage Automatic Drive. Ready? - Yes.
Manual Drive Engaged.
[ Adam ] I Want You To Do Me A Favor At The Party Tonight.
[ Man ] What? Don't Get Drunk And Set The Drapes On Fire? You Already Told Me That.
That Too. But What I Was Going To Say Was Around 11:00, 11:30,
I Want You To Start Singing Really Loud, "Happy Birthday." For What?
And The Way You Sing, It's Gonna Clear Out The Place Like A Bomb Scare.
I Get It. You And Natalie Have A Little Private Party Planned.
Good Morning, Rosie. Good Morning, Everybody. Hello, Adam. Hi, Hank.
Henry Checked Out The Upgrade On The Remote. He Says You'll Love It.
Oh, They Came In! This Is Great. Look At This.
Oh, And Drucker's Office Just Called. Guess What? They Cancelled.
No. We're All Gonna Be Tested For Drugs And Alcohol.
So? Oh, This Is Cool!
- We're Gonna Be Tested? - Not You Guys. Just Us Pilots.
Hank, Look At This. The New Remote Came In.
Out Goes The Old One. Get Rid Of It.
Adam, This Is Tripp. Tripp, This Is Adam. It's His First Time With Us.
Welcome. How Ya Doing?
Adam, Natalie's On Line One.
What's Up, Honey? You Look Upset.
Oh, Adam! I Just Talked To The Vet, And They Had--
They Had To Put Oliver To Sleep. What? He Wasn't That Sick.
I Know, But Apparently He Had Some Kind Of Highly Infectious Virus Or Something.
And They Had To Put Him Down. It's The Law.
- Oliver Was Licking Clara's Face This Morning. - Don't Worry. I Asked.
And The Virus Is Harmless To Humans, So She's Fine.
This Is Going To Break Her Heart And You Know That.
No, It Won't.
I Want You To Go Down To Repet And Get Oliver Replaced.
I'm Not Going To Have Some Freak Of Science Sleeping In My Daughter's Bed.
- No! Oliver Can Live On In Our Memories. - It's Not Dangerous.
She's Only Eight. She Won't Understand That, Honey.
Look, It's The Natural Process Of Life. You're Born, You Live And You Die.
She Has To Learn About It Someday.
- But She Doesn't Have To Learn About It On Your Birthday. - I Really Appreciate That.
- Will You Do It? - No.
- Thank You. Clara Thanks You Too. - No. I Won't Do It.
Listen. Natalie, I Just Won't--
[ Tv ] Double X Charter, Your Passport To Outdoor Adventure.
No Use Fighting. We Always Win.
[ Tv ] Flying You To Breathtaking Vistas At World Premiere Locations.
For Incredible Skiing And Snowboarding, Double X Charter.
Tripp, You Can Go In This One. Yeah, You Got It.
You Guys Come With Me. Come On. Let's Go.
Whoo, Man! This Is Gonna Be So Great.
[ Man Over Headset ] Nine-Seven-Four-Seven, You're Cleared For Takeoff.
Everyone Has Their Maps? G.P.S.? Emergency Beacons? Yeah.
All Right, Any Questions?
Yeah, I Got A Question. Excuse Me. How Many Of You Have Repets?
Yeah, I Got A Dog. I Got A Snake.
- I Got Your Point. - Dogs, Snakes Or At Least Knows Somebody Who Has One?
- I Know Somebody, Yeah. - [ Beeping ]
[ Blades Whirring ]
- You Scared The Crap Out Of Me. Proud Of Yourself? - Very.
See You Guys.
I Know You're Old School, But All The Kids Today, They Grew Up With Repets.
- These Days It's Totally Normal. - Not To Me.
Not To You. You Want Your Kid Crying Because Her Dog Died? Don't Do Anything About It.
Don't You Think It's Even A Little Bit Creepy? No.
I Don't.
Let's Test The Remote. See If You Can Keep Up With Me.
All Righty, Here We Go.
These Repets, They Come Back To You, You Cannot Tell The Difference.
- Trust Me, I Had It Done. - Bullshit.
[ Hank ] I'm Serious! Sadie, My Cat.
- She's A Repet. - You Had Your Cat Cloned?
- Yeah, She Fell Out Of My Condo Window. - Ouch.
Shit!
Whoo!
Whoa!
You Did Well. Thank You.
How Long Are You Supposed To Keep Me At Kelly's? Till 7:00. Why?
Maybe We Should Check Out Repet.
Good Morning. You Gentlemen The Owners?
Yep, That's Us. Excellent.
Larry Stern. I'm With Mr. Drucker's Advance Team.
I've Got A Contract Here. I Think You'll Find It Pretty Standard Except For--
Who Was Flying That One?
Me... With The Remote Control.
- We Can Fly Four Of These Between The Two Of Us Now. - Amazing.
- Here For The Blood Test? - No. My Technician Is Set Up In Your Office.
You Said These Forms Are Standard Except What?
It's Our Normal Charter Contract. It Has A Nondisclosure Clause.
During The Flight, You May Overhear Mr. Drucker's Phone Calls.
It Could Be Anything From Big Mergers To Inside Information On His Sports Teams.
Regardless, We Have A Legal Obligation To Protect That Stuff.
What Does This Guy Think? He's The President?
No, He Considers Her To Be The World's Second Most Important Person.
Ooh, That's Big Stuff.
All For A Day Of Snowboarding?
The Blood Test Was Agony. Seriously, I Was Screaming.
She's Just Kidding. Don't Worry About It.
It Really Doesn't Hurt. Just Press Your Thumb Here.
- Right Here? - Yes, Just Like That.
- All Done. - Didn't Feel A Thing.
Need To Check Your Vision. Place Your Chin Here. Look Straight Ahead.
- Right Here? - Mm-Hmm.
Do You Blood Test All Your Pilots?
Pilots, Drivers, Assistants. Anyone Who Comes In Contact With Mr. Drucker.
Hmm.
- All Right, I Press Here? - Yep.
And Here.
Perfect, Both Of You.
After This, I'm Going To Town To Test A Chef And Two Waiters.
The Pink Copy Of The Contract Is Yours. I'll Take The Rest.
Here We Go. Have A Nice Flight, Gentlemen.
Ta-Ta.
You Know, I Could Take Care Of Drucker.
That Way, You Could Have Time To Get Oliver Cloned.
I'm Not Getting The Dog Cloned. I'm Just Gonna Check It Out.
I Know, But Once You See It, You're Gonna Say Yes.
I Know Deep Down Inside, You're A Softy.
Um, They Specifically Asked For Adam By Name. I Know What Specifically Means.
I Also Know That The Bodyguards Can't Tell The Difference. They Never Got Our Names.
Oh! That's True.
I Know That I Screw Around A Lot.
But When It Comes To Flying, You Know I'm Serious. I Could Do It.
Go Enjoy Your Birthday.
If You Want To Be Me, Try To Act A Little Bit More Manly.
Yeah. Chest. Okay? Chest Out.
Stomach In. There You Are. Stomach. All Right.
[ Drucker Into Mike ] Get Me The Speaker Of The House. I Want The Speaker There.
No, You Don't Mention My Name At All. Huh?
Hang On A Second, Dave. Hi, I'm Michael Drucker. You Must Be Adam Gibson.
That's Right. Adam's The Name And Flying's The Game.
Pete Hume Speaks Highly Of You. He Says You Know The Mountains Like Nobody Else.
Thank You. That's Probably True For Everyone Except My Partner, But Thank You.
I'm Looking Forward To It. So, We All Set? Yes, Sir.
We've Stationed Our People Monitoring The Rescue Beacons-- Don't Need The Details.
All Right! Your Favorite Snowboard's Behind Your Seat, Sir.
Dave, Look, We Gave A Lot Of Money To His Campaign,
Not To Mention What I Pay Your Law Firm, So I'm Counting On You.
Are You Gonna Get Me The Speaker? Good.
So, Sally, Who's Next? Okay, Put Him On.
You Own The Roadrunners, Right?
[ Gunshot ]
Hey, Buddy, Wake Up. Wake Up! We're Here. Woodland Mall.
Oh.
I Was Asleep.
[ Female Over P.A. System ] Welcome To Woodland Mall.
Over 1200 Retail Outlets To Serve You.
Food Court, Ground Level.
[ Man ] Stop The Cloning. Say No To Repet.
Stop The Cloning. Say No To Repet. Stop The Cloning.
Save Your Soul, Man. God Doesn't Want You To Go In There.
Then God Shouldn't Have Killed My Dog. Atheist.
Stop The Cloning. Say No To Repet.
We Can Clone Your Four-Legged Loved One In Just A Few Short Hours.
How Can We Do It? It All Begins With The Growing Of Blanks,
Animal Drones Stripped Of All Characteristic D.N.A.,
In Embryonic Tanks At The Repet Factory.
In Stage Two, Your Pet's D.N.A. Is Extracted From A Lock Of Fur Or Drop Of Blood...
And Then Infused On A Cellular Level Into The Blank.
In The Final Stage, Using Repet's Patented Cerebral Syncording Process,
All Of Your Pet's Thoughts, Memories And Instincts...
Are Painlessly Transplanted Via The Optic Nerve.
Still Can't Make Up Your Mind, Huh?
You Lost A Dog, Right?
Yes. My Daughter's. Oh, What A Heartbreak.
What'd You Say His Name Was Again? Oliver.
Well, Oliver's In Luck. We're Having A Special This Week, 20% Off.
When Did Oliver Die? Sometime This Morning.
That's Perfect. We Can Still Do A Postmortem Syncording.
But You've Got To Act Fast. 'Cause There's Only A 12-Hour Window On Deceased Brains.
I Have A Problem With That Whole Idea.
I Mean, Suppose That Clones Have No Soul, Or They're Dangerous.
Clone Pets Are Every Bit As Safe As Real Pets. Plus... They're Insured.
If It Is So Safe, Then Why Is It Against The Law To Clone Human Beings?
Because The Human Brain Is Much Too Complicated To Syncord.
Now, You Remember That Experiment They Did, Right?
Yes. That's Why That Didn't Work. Now It's Illegal To Even Try.
But With Pets, It's A Totally Proven Technology.
Your Repet, Oliver, Will Be Exactly The Same Dog.
He'll Know All The Same Tricks You Taught Him, Where The Bones Are Buried.
He Won't Even Know He's A Clone. And, Did I Mention? They're Insured.
I Don't Care About The Insurance.
I Care About If I Can Trust My Daughter With A Large Animal With Sharp Teeth.
We Can Make Him Smaller If You Want, With Softer Teeth. You Can?
We Can Even Color Coordinate Him To Match Your Decorating Scheme.
- [ P.A. System ] Sim-Pal, The Best Friend Money Can Buy. - Let Me Think About That.
- Treat Your Kids To A Sim-Pal Today. - I Might Be Back.
You'll Be Back.
Your Daughter Will Think You're The Best Dad.
My Kid Sister Has Two Of These, And She Loves Them. Oh, Good.
Let's Fix The Collar. There You Are.
It's Amazing How Real This Is. I Know.
My Daughter Will Be So Excited. Come, Let's Go Home.
- [ Female Phone Operator ] You Have Called Hank Morgan. - I'm Not Here. Leave A Message.
Hank, It's Me Again. What The Hell Happened To You?
I Waited At Kelly's For Over Half An Hour. It's Now Five Past Seven.
I'm Sim-Pal Cindy. What's Your Name?
Look, I'm Heading Home. If You Get This Message-- Let's Be Friends.
What's Your Name? Just-- Can't You See I'm Talking? Quiet.
Head Over To My House With A Bunch Of Flowers And A Good Excuse.
Otherwise Natalie's Gonna Kill You.
I Can Sing Songs. Would You Like To Sing With Me?
Excuse Me. Do You Know How To Turn This Thing Off?
- I Can Play Games. - My Niece Has One. Say, "Go To Sleep, Cindy."
Go To Sleep, Cindy. I Can Sing Songs. Would You Like To Sing With Me?
Go To Sleep.
Thank You. Thanks For The Ride. Good Night.
Clara, Sweetie, Honey.
Oliver Was Very Sick, And He Had To Be Put Down.
Clara, Sweetie, Honey. Oliver Had To Go To Heaven.
"Why, Daddy?"
You See, It's Because--
It's Because--
Oh, Shit, Oliver! Why Did You Have To Die?
[ Barking ]
Oliver?
[ Barking ]
Natalie.
?? Happy Birthday To You??
?? Happy Birthday Dear Adam??
?? Happy Birthday To You????
[ Laughing, Cheering ]
I Know. Can You Help Me?
One, Two, Three!
[ Cheering ]
Look At This Cake Here! I Know!
Oh, My God!
- Adam Gibson? - Who Are You?
We Have A Little Situation. Will You Come With Us?
What The Hell Is Going On Here?
Just Cooperate And Everything Will Be Fine.
Fine? There's Someone In My House, Eating My Birthday Cake...
With My Family, And It's Not Me! We Know.
There's Been A Sixth Day Violation. A Human Was Cloned.
That Human Was You. We Can Help You.
- Then Get Him Out Of There! - But You'll Have To Come With Us.
Look, I Don't Know Who The Hell You People Are.
But I'm Going Inside My House.
Yeah, Right.
- Oops. Cindy Fell Down. - Get The Doll.
Not Here!
I'm Sim-Pal Cindy. What's Your Name?
[ Cindy ] I Can Play Games.
- [ Grunts ] - [ Zapper Zapping ]
- Shit! - [ Gunshot ]
Wiley, No, Hold Your Fire! That Way! Go! Vincent, Go!
I Have A Boo-Boo.
Stop The Car! Stop The Car!
Thanks For The Suggestion! Don't Even Blink.
Oh, My God. Someone Stole The Minivan.
They Stole My Cadillac!
Oh, No!
Car Chase. Cool!
[ Yelling ]
- Who Are You? - I Was Hired To Kill You. That's All I Know!
I'm Sim-Pal Cindy. What's Your Name?
[ Electronic Voice ] Please Secure Child Seat Restraint.
Let's Be Friends.
- Where Is This Guy? - I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.
- Shh. - Let's Be Friends. - Shh.
What's Your Name?
- Will You Be My Mommy? - I Don't Wanna Be Your Mommy!
- Shut Up! - What?
[ Crying ]
[ Brakes Squeal ]
Somebody Do Something About That Damn Doll!
I Have A Boo-Boo.
[ Screaming ]
This Is Crazy. Why Does Anyone Want To Kill Me?
He Got Home First. You Saw Him. He Didn't See You. You're Screwed.
He's Gonna Live Out The Rest Of Your Boring Little Life And Never Be The Wiser.
Your Wife And Kid See You And Him Together, They'll Be Killed.
[ Screams ]
- Whoa! - [ Horn Honking ]
- Oh, Shit! - [ Horn Honking ]
No! [ Groans ]
Goddamn It, Wiley!
Son Of A Bitch!
Stupid! Blow Out His Tires This Time!
Oh... Shit!
Yes!
[ Laughing ]
[ Vincent ] That Was Spectacular.
Oh, Son Of A Bitch. Hold My Belt.
- Okay. - [ Grunting ]
You Got Me? Yeah.
Little More.
Oh!
[ Chuckles ]
Let's Get Some People Downriver And Look For This Guy.
Go Pick Up Wiley And Talia's Bodies, Get 'Em Back To The Lab.
[ Protestors ] Weir Clinic, Stay Away!
Hello, I'm Dr. Griffin Weir.
Welcome To The New Home Of The Weir Organ Transplant Facility--
Thanks For Visiting Replacement Technologies. We're In The Business Of Life.
[ Female Reporter ] Dr. Weir, Protestors Claim Cloning Human Organs...
Will Inevitably Lead To Cloning Whole Humans.
That's Not Only Illegal, But We're Years Away From The Technical Ability To Do It.
But A Human Was Cloned Over Ten Years Ago, Doctor.
And We All Know The Outcome Of That Bizarre Experiment.
If You Recall, The Supreme Court Ordered That The Clone Be Destroyed, And I Think...
That Under The Conditions, It Was The Humane Thing To Do.
It Led To The Laws Against Human Cloning...
And Set Back The Course Of Legitimate Research By Many Years.
Mr. Drucker? Mr. Drucker? You Gave $100 Million--
This Is Dr. Weir's Night.
Dr. Weir, Is It True That You're Trying To Get The Sixth Day Laws Repealed?
Dr. Weir Is Interested In Medicine, Not Politics.
Mr. Drucker, The Protesters Outside Claim That You Run Repet At A Loss...
In Order To Soften People Up To The Idea Of Human Cloning.
You Know, We Shouldn't Forget That Not So Long Ago...
There Were Literally Almost No More Fish Left In The Ocean.
And Half The World's Population Faced A Very Real Threat Of Hunger.
Our Cloning Technology Helped Turn That Around.
The Extremists Don't Like To Admit...
That They'd Rather The World Went Hungry Than Eat Cloned Fish.
So Instead They Keep Yelling About Human Cloning.
Do You Think The Human Cloning Laws Should Be Changed?
Suppose A Ten-Year-Old Boy Lies In A Hospital Bed Dying Of Liver Cancer.
Thanks To Dr. Weir's Work, We Can Save That Boy.
Now, In The Next Bed Lies Another Ten-Year-Old Boy...
Whose Parents Love Him Just As Much.
Only This Child Has An Inoperable Brain Tumor.
Now, You Cannot Clone A Brain.
The Only Way To Save Him Would Be To Clone The Whole Person.
How Do You Tell That Boy's Parents That We Can Save The First Boy,
But The Research That Would Have Saved Their Son,
It Wasn't Done Because Of A Law That Was Passed By Frightened Politicians A Decade Ago?
So What Does That Mean?
Enjoy The Party.
Looked Like You Needed Rescuing. Yes, Michael, I Did. Thank You.
[ Chanting ] Weir Clinic, Stay Away! No Research On D.N.A.!
- [ Johnny Phoenix ] Hey, Boss! - Johnny!
How's My Star Quarterback?
I'd Say I Was Feeling Like A Million Bucks, Except I'd Hate To Take A Cut In Pay.
Don't Remind Me, All Right?
That Was One Nasty Hit You Took Last Week.
Be Careful, Son. We Don't Want You Getting Killed Out There.
Katherine? You All Right?
I'm Just Feeling... Like I Don't Quite Belong.
No, No. But I'm Fine. Really I Am.
No, You're Not.
Should I Call Dr. Stevens? No, No, No. No, No. I Just Overdid It, That's All.
I'll Get A Car To Take You Home, Okay? Thank You.
[ Drucker ] Mr. Speaker, Thank You So Much For Coming. Champagne?
That Was Quite A Speech. You Heard That? I Didn't Mean To Get Carried Away.
Your Words Meant A Great Deal To Me.
You See, As It Happens, I Have A Son With An Inoperable Tumor Of The Brain.
Oh, My God! I'm So Sorry, Sir.
Must've Been In My Subconscious, Knowing You Were Here, But I Never Meant For You To Overhear.
No, No, It's Quite All Right.
Gave Me A Lot To Think About.
In Fact, It Gave Me A Different View Of The Whole Subject.
Mr. Speaker, Could I Offer You A Glass Of Brandy In My Office Upstairs?
I Was 50 When Billy Was Born.
Didn't Know If I Wanted Another Kid So Late.
But Now I Love Him So Damn Much.
If There Was Something That We Could Do For Billy,
Only It Was Highly Illegal,
Would You Consider It?
Of Course I Would. That's The Same Kind Of Hypothetical Situation--
No, No, Don't Answer So Fast.
You'd Be Facing A Mandatory Minimum Sentence Of 40 Years If It Ever Came Out.
But Would He Be Cured? He'd Be Exactly The Same As He Was Before.
Perfect Health. He'd Never Even Have To Know What Happened.
But If The Secret Ever Did Come Out With The Law The Way It Is Now,
He'd Be Put To Sleep Like A Rabid Dog.
He'd Be Destroyed Just Like A Racehorse With A Broken Leg.
[ The Speaker ] And If It Never Came Out?
Or If The Laws Were Changed One Day?
Then Billy Wouldn't Have Anything To Worry About.
[ Siren Wailing ]
[ Wailing Continues ]
Please, I Beg You, Go To My House And Pick Up My Wife And Daughter.
Because If I Go Back There, They Will Kill Them Both.
- You Made A Completely Different Police Report An Hour Ago. - No, I Didn't.
According To This, You Did. And They Checked Your Thumbprint.
That Must've Been The Clone.
I Know It Sounds Crazy. I Can Hardly Believe It Myself.
- Was Your Car Stolen Or Not? - Yes.
- So You Did Report It? - No. It Was Me Who Took It.
You Stole Your Own Car? Hello. I'm Your Court-Appointed Virtual Attorney.
You Don't Have To Answer. Is My Client Being Officially Charged With Auto Theft?
- I Didn't Steal It. It's Mine. - He Claims The Report Was Filed By His Clone.
I See. Loading The Virtual Psychiatrist.
Oh, Mr. Gibson. What Seems To Be The Trouble?
Do You Want Me To Go Through The Whole Thing Now With Him?
You Seem To Be Avoiding Talking About Your Parents.
Imagine, Two Turtles Are Walking Through The Desert--
Oh, Shut Up!
- Hmm. - "Hmm" What?
Are You Going To Help Me? Of Course.
[ Female Cloning Announcer ] Medical Alert Transmitted. Awaiting Data.
Just Wait In Here. I'll Come Get You As Soon As We Have Some News.
Clones!
[ Webcaster Over Tv, Indistinct ]
He Had A Good Laugh When He Read That Story.
You Know, He Saw Himself At His House Tonight.
Which Was Our Mistake, Not His.
[ Pager Beeping ] Excuse Me. He's In Precinct Seven.
Could You Hurry Talia And Wiley Along, Please? I'll Need Them Both.
Goddamn It! Son Of A Bitch!
Piece Of Shit Wiley. I'm Gonna Kill Him. Where Is He?
He's Still Cooking. Son Of A Bitch.
I Look Like Crap. Do You Have Any Idea How Much My Hair Treatments Cost?
How Much Does Gibson Know?
He Knows He's Been Cloned. He Knows We'll Kill Anyone Who Sees Them Together.
What's That? What?
Does Drucker Know You're Talking About Killing Innocent People?
Relax, It Was Just A Threat. Of Course We'd Never Actually Do It.
Try To Have A Good Night. You Do Your Hair. I'll Take Wiley And Vincent.
I've Gotta Pierce My Damn Ears Again.
Officials Blame The Latest Strike By U.S. Major League Players...
Now Entering Its Fourth Year...
On The Lack Of Fan Identification With The Two Teams Playing In The Series.
[ Continues, Indistinct ]
Shit.
Oh, No.
[ Gasps ]
Now What?
It Feels Tight All Across Here Where The Tires Ran Over Me.
- You Were Run Over By Two Cars And Your Chest Was Crushed. - Exactly.
No Wonder, Right? It's In Your Mind.
Completely Crushed, As In Dead--
As In You Have A Totally New Chest Now.
Then How Come It's Hard To Breathe?
Tell You What. Why Don't You Just Stay Out Here, Relax?
Fresh Air Will Do You Good.
Government Officials Are Openly Dismissive Of The Proposal.
[ Man On Tv ] This Amounts To An Attempt By Microsoft To Buy A State Of The Union.
[ Man Continues, Indistinct ]
But If He Goes Off His Medication, Paranoid Delusions Come Back.
...Very Sad, Because At Other Times He Seems Almost Rational.
[ Knocking On Door ] [ Marshall ] Gibson? Gibson!
- You're Dead. - No, You're Dead.
[ Cracking ]
Try To Stay Dead This Time.
Hank, It's Me Again. What The Hell Happened To You?
I Waited For Over A Half An Hour At Kelly's.
It's Now Five Past Seven. I'm Heading Home, Okay?
Whoa, Whoa. He's Fine. He's Okay. He's Our Associate. Gibson Must've Knocked Him Out.
Knocked Him Out? He Looks Dead To Me, Doc.
No, His Pulse Is Strong. He'll Be Up And Around In No Time.
We'll Just Get Him To The Hospital.
Easy, That's It. Whoa, Whoa. [ Cracking ]
Uh, Let Us Know If You Find Gibson.
Honey, I'm Home.
- Darling, Where Are You? - Hi, Sugar.
- Hello, My Love. - Have You Been Working Out?
- You Look So Good. - Thank You.
I Recorded All Your Sports Programs For You.
- I Thought Maybe We Could Watch Them Together. - I Would Like That.
Or Should I Just Take This Off Right Now?
No, No, No. Hold Your Horses.
Oh, Hank. I Think It's So Sexy When You Go Right To The Chair. I Know You Do.
[ Knocking On Door ]
Oh, You're Gonna Have To Zip Me Up, Sweetheart.
Ah, Ah, Ah. Careful With The Merchandise.
[ Moans ] Hold On, Please.
Have They Been Here? Who?
Hello, Adam. Would You Like A Beer?
I'm Sorry I Missed The Party, But...
All Of A Sudden It's 11:00 And I Wound Up At Kelly's.
You Missed My Party? Yeah, But I Didn't Do It On Purpose.
It Was Sort Of Weird. I Really Feel Terrible About It. I Don't Know What Happened.
You Feel Terrible? I Lost My Wife, My Daughter, My Whole Goddamn Life Tonight.
- I'm Gonna Do My Special Dance. - Hank, Listen.
I Need Your Help. Hey, Not Now, Cupcake, I Can't--
What's Going On? I Don't Understand.
[ Clattering ] Shh!
That's A Real Gun. Shh!
What's Going-- Shh!
[ Screeching ]
Jesus Christ! What Are You Gonna Do, Kill My Cat? What The Hell Is Going On?
If You Weren't At My Party, Then You Didn't See Him. Who's "Him"?
[ Hammering ]
Jesus H. Christ, I Said Get Your Dog Cloned, Not Yourself.
What Are You Gonna Do?
I'm Gonna Take My Life Back.
What, You're Gonna Kill Him? Why Not? He's Not Real.
Plus, There's No Law Against It.
You're Not Serious, Are You? I'm Dead Serious.
But Look At Him. He Looks Just Like You.
Technically, This Could Be Committing Suicide.
But He Is Not Me. He Is Not Even Human.
Wait A Sec. How Do I Know He's Not You And You're Not Him?
I Mean, Look At Him, He's Even A Shitty Carpenter.
Well, Let Me See Your Chin. My Chin?
Yeah, You Cut Yourself Shaving, Right? All Right, Here.
Okay, It's There. You're You.
Shh!
Adam.
I Couldn't Do It.
- Adam? - Over Here.
I Have A Little Something For You.
Is Clara Asleep? Oh, Yes She Is.
- He's Grabbing Her Ass. - Oh, I Like How Cigars Make You Feel.
Ooh. Daddy?
Clara.
- What Are You Doing Out Here? - I Had A Bad Dream.
Oh, I'll Take You Back To Bed, Okay? Come On.
Fireman. Fireman, Right.
- Wait Here. - Okay.
Cigar, Sir? I Can't Wait.
How Do You Like It? Mmm, This Is So Good.
You Want To Try Some? No. You Know, Smoking's Illegal And I'm A Mother.
Sweetheart, I'm So Sorry About The Repet.
It's All Right. It's Okay.
Dad, Did Oliver Die? Is He A Repet?
Why Do You Say That? You Locked Him Outside.
I Did? I'm So Sorry, But I Haven't Been Myself Lately.
[ Car Approaching ]
All Right. You Go To Sleep Now, Okay? Close Your Eyes.
When Was The Last Time We Did It In The Backseat Of The Car?
Well, We Should Smoke Cigars More Often.
Mr. Gibson.
Who Are You? Millennium Security. Sorry To Bother You, But--
- Got Any I.D.? - Of Course.
I'm Sorry I Was A Little Jumpy, But We Had A Break-In Tonight.
We Know. We Heard On The Wire Your Car Was Found In The River.
I Don't Suppose They Found That Bastard That Stole It? [ Twig Snaps ]
- Hey, Hey, Whoa, Whoa. - Relax. He's A Friend Of Mine.
- [ Adam ] Sorry About This. - Nice 'Do.
He's Just Here To Help Me Fix The Garage. Oliver, Heel!
Now What? Go See.
Sorry, But He's A Repet. He Used To Be A Good Watchdog.
Now, He Lets My Car Get Stolen And He Barks At Security Guards. I Hate Clones.
Well, Sir, We'll Keep An Eye On Your Property.
- I'm Gonna Sleep Much Better Knowing You Guys Are Around. - You Try To Have A Good Night.
Good Night. Take It Easy.
Come On, Let's Hide.
Stop It, Oliver.
Stop It.
Gee, You're Glitchy Today. Come On.
[ Door Closes ]
Good Oliver. That Was A Bad Idea.
Let's Get Out Of Here. Wait, We Can't Just Leave Them Here With That-That Thing.
Those Were The Guys That Were Trying To Kill Me.
It's Dangerous For Natalie And Clara If I Hang Around Here.
Darling, You're Still Awake?
I Wanted To Wait Up For You. Thank You.
And I Wanted To Spend Some Time With These Flowers. I See.
It Took Me 17 Generations To Get This Right.
Well, If You Told Me What You Wanted-- Oh, I Know.
You Could Have Engineered It In Half An Hour. Yes.
I'm Not In That Much Of A Hurry, Griffin.
Want To Get A Cup Of Tea And Then Go Upstairs?
Okay? Yeah. Yeah, That's A Good Idea. Let's Do That.
Yeah. Dear.
Okay. It's Okay.
Shh. Just Stay Calm.
Stay Very, Very Calm.
What A Night. That Was The Longest Night In My Life.
Hello, Adam. I'm A One-Man Virtual Girl.
But If You Insert The Installation Disk--
Okay. Nothing. What The Hell Was That?
I Felt Fingers Going For My Zipper.
Now, That's Disgusting. Oh, That's Disgusting?
I Had To Totally Look Away When You And Natalie--
The, Uh-- You Want A Beer?
You Saw The Clone Do Something With Natalie While I Took Clara Into The House?
They Did Nothing. Come On. That's Not What I Would Have Done.
Well, What Would You Have Done? I Would Have--
- Nothing. - Well That's What They Did. You Know, Nothing.
Shit. In The Goddamn Minivan.
In The Minivan. I Mean, You Know What Tobacco Does To People.
- He Smoked My Stogie Too? - The Bastard.
- Oh, That Son Of A Bitch. - Son Of A Bitch. Smoked Your Stogie.
And She Couldn't Tell It Wasn't Me? It Didn't Look Like It.
She Seemed, Uh, Happy.
Oh, You Have No Idea What It Felt Like Seeing Her With Him.
I Should've Killed That Son Of A Bitch When I Had The Chance. It Could Have Been Worse.
It Could Have Been Someone Else. At Least She's Not Cheating--
- Hank! - Don't Move!
- Tripp. - I'm Not After You.
Back Away.
- Back Away! - Why Did You Do That?
Don't Do Anything Stupid Now. That's As Far As You Go.
Is That You, Hank? [ Screams ]
Hank.
Hey, Adam. Is Hank Sleeping On The Floor Again?
That's So Cute.
[ Tires Screeching ]
[ Gasping, Mumbling ] On The Six-- On The Sixth Day, God Created Man.
On The Sixth Day--
On The Sixth Day, God Created Man. God Created Man On The Sixth Day.
Why The Hell Did You Kill My Friend?
Hank Morgan Was An Abomination To God. He Was A Clone.
Hank Was No Clone. The Real Hank Morgan Died This Afternoon.
I Know Because I Killed Him... So I Could Kill Drucker.
Drucker's Not Dead. It Would Be All Over The News.
Open Your Eyes. Drucker's A Clone.
Dr. Weir Cloned Drucker. Dr. Weir Cloned Your Friend.
Dr. Weir Cloned You.
[ Tires Screeching ]
They Found Us. They Found Us.
- Shoot Me In The Head. - What The Hell Are You Talking About?
We Have People At Weir's Lab. I Know Who They Are.
If They Scan My Brain, They'll Be Killed.
Shoot Me! God Forgive Me.