Who are you?
Can I help you, sir?
No.
What is it exactly that you want?
You can't enter here.
Wait a second. Hey, just a minute.
This is a restricted area.
He's in.
Murphy, it's you.
Welcome, shopper. Let's take a stroll through your new home.
This is a one-family house built by ZM Industries.
Situated near schools and shops...
...this progressive development has a growth factor of seven.
Wow.
Can you do that, Dad?
Say, it doesn't matter who cooks in your family...
...because this kitchen by Food Concepts...
...makes everything a snap.
Dad.
Come on, get your hat on. Isn't he cute?
Come on, Dad. Come on, Dad.
I really have to tell you something.
I love you.
The master bedroom.
Functional space with a touch of elegance.
Hey, have you thought it all over? Why not make me an offer?
Where is Clarence Boddicker?
Okay.
- Shit. - Let's talk.
Son of a bitch!
There's just something about the way it sounds:
"Vice president."
It just turns me on.
God, you girls are so great.
I love to be with intelligent women.
Smart is so sexy.
I know.
Sometimes, I could just think of something...
...and it could just get me so horny.
Yeah, well, a mind is a terrible thing to waste.
I get bored so easily.
And you need lots of stimulation, Bobby.
Yes, I do.
- Don't move. - I won't.
Bob, save some for me.
Don't worry.
Must be the champagne. Stay here.
How you doing?
Bitches, leave.
Gee, Bobby. Bye.
You gonna call me?
The fuck are you doing?
Do you know who I am?
If you think you'll get away with this, you got...
Goddamn it!
Stop!
I'll give you anything you want. Just, please, don't kill me.
Hello, buddy-boy.
Dick Jones here.
I guess you're on your knees about now...
...begging for your life.
Pathetic.
You don't feel so cocky now, do you?
Whatever he's paying you, I'll double it right now.
You know what the tragedy is here?
We could have been friends.
But you wouldn't go through proper channels.
You went over my head.
That hurt.
But life goes on. It's an old story, the fight for love and glory.
It helps if you think of it as a game.
Every game has a winner...
...and a loser.
I'm cashing you out, Bob.
I don't think I want to pay that, Sal.
I don't give a shit what you want. I set the prices here.
Listen, Sal, maybe you haven't heard. I'm the guy who owns Detroit.
You want space in my marketplace...
...you'll have to give me a volume discount.
Not into discounts.
Joe, show the man what we brought him for Christmas.
Think about it, chum. Good business is where you find it.
Okay, let me try to put this in perspective.
You've killed a bunch of cops.
Word around is that you've got a lot of heavy connections downtown.
You make a lot of my friends nervous.
A lot of people...
...want to see a guy like me...
...put a guy like you out of business.
I don't know.
Maybe I'm just not making myself clear.
I don't want to fuck with you, Sal.
But I got the connections.
I got the sales organization.
I got the muscle to shove enough of this factory...
...so far up your stupid wop ass...
...that you'll shit snow for a year.
Frankie, blow this cocksucker's head off.
Guns, guns, guns!
Come on, Sal!
The Tigers are playing tonight.
I never miss a game.
Just kidding.
Go!
Come quietly, or there will be trouble.
Fuck you!
Oh, shit!
Clarence Boddicker...
...you are under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
Fuck you!
Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute!
I'm protected, man. I've got protection!
- You have the right to an attorney. - What is this shit?!
Goddamn it.
Goddamn it! Listen to me! Listen to me, you fuck!
It's another guy! He's OCP. He's the senior president.
Anything you say may be used against you.
It's Dick Jones!
Don't you care, you cocksucker?
I work for Dick Jones!
Dick Jones!
He's the number two guy at OCP! OCP runs the cops!
You're a cop!
Cop...
Yes, I am a cop.
I don't like it either, but listen!
You listen to me, asshole!
You're talking about shutting down a major metropolitan police force!
Without cops, this city would tear itself apart!
The union voted for a strike last night!
We lost five guys last week!
We're getting creamed out there.
Book him.
What's the charge?
He's a cop killer.
Shit!
Just give me my fucking phone call.
I understand. The lawyers will have you out in 24 hours.
Just don't say anything else.
Jesus, you really screwed up.
Don't you care?
I work for Dick Jones! Dick Jones!
I work for Dick Jones!
He runs OCP! OCP runs the cops!
Come in, officer.
I don't usually see anyone without an appointment...
...but in your case, I'll make an exception.
You are under arrest.
On what charge?
Aiding and abetting a known felon.
Sounds like I'm in a lot of trouble.
Better take me in.
I will.
What's the matter, officer?
I'll tell you what's the matter.
It's a little insurance policy called "Directive 4."
My little contribution to your psychological profile.
Any attempt to arrest a senior officer of OCP results in shutdown.
What did you think?
That you were an ordinary police officer?
You're our product...
...and we can't have our products turning against us.
Still a little fight left in you.
Maybe you'd like to meet a friend of mine.
I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.
Now it's time to erase that mistake.
Get me Hedgecock! There's trouble in the tower!
Prepare to fire.
- Wait a second! - He's a cop, for God's sake!
- You can't do that! - We have orders to destroy it!
- Oh, shit! - You're maniacs!
Fire at will!
Move in!
Murphy, it's me.
Lewis.
Level three! He's on level three!
Over here, over here!
Open fire!
It's back.
Big is back. Because bigger is better.
6000 SUX, an American tradition.
Good evening. I'm Jess Perkins with Casey Wong.
Top story: Santa Barbara.
Ten thousand acres of wooded residential land...
...were scorched in an instant when a laser canon...
...aboard the Strategic Defense Peace Platform...
...misfired today during routine tests.
It was a day of mourning for the families...
...of 113 people known dead at this hour.
Among them, two former U.S. presidents...
...who had retired in the Santa Barbara area.
A day of mourning for a country.
Police union representatives and OCP continued negotiations today...
...in hopes of averting a citywide strike by police...
...scheduled to begin tomorrow at midnight.
Justin Ballard-Watkins has more.
They're still on duty. But what about tomorrow?
That's the question we put to people in the crime-plagued Lexington area.
They're public servants. They got job security.
They're not supposed to strike.
It's a free society.
Except there ain't nothing free, because there's no guarantees.
You're on your own. That's the law of the jungle.
- Be very careful. - Excuse me, please.
Remodeling.
Hi, Barbara.
Listen, I'm here to see Dick Jones.
But when I'm done, I've got some free time.
Maybe you could fit me in.
He's expecting you, Mr. Boddicker.
You can keep the gum.
Hey, Dickie-boy. How's tricks?
That thing is still alive.
What are you talking about?
The police officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to.
Take a look at my face, Dick. He was trying to kill me.
He's a cyborg, you idiot!
He recorded every word you said.
His memory's admissible as evidence!
You involved me!
You'll have to kill it.
Well, listen, chief.
Your company built the fucking thing.
Now I gotta deal with it?
I don't have time for this bullshit!
Suit yourself. But Delta City begins construction in two months.
That's 2 million workers living in trailers.
That means drugs, gambling, prostitution.
Virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets.
One man could control it all...
...Clarence.
Well, I guess we're gonna be friends after all.
Richard.
Destroy it.
Gonna need some major firepower.
You got access to military weaponry?
We practically are the military.
Did you bring the gun?
The precinct was deserted. Half the force didn't show up for work today.
Everyone else walks out at midnight. I guess we're on strike.
I wasn't sure what you needed.
I sort of grabbed things.
Your gun.
You asked for this?
I brought you some food.
No, thank you.
I'm not hungry.
You may not like what you're going to see.
It's really good to see you again, Murphy.
Murphy had a wife and son. Where are they?
Well, after the funeral...
...she moved away. - Where did they go?
She thought you were dead.
She started over again.
I can feel them.
But I can't remember them.
Leave me alone.
Happy birthday, Dave. She's from me.
Well, hey, can I have you both?
Sure!
We've had our shots.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Hey, Emil. How's the Gray Bar Hotel?
Not bad. They let me keep the shirt. And nobody popped my cherry.
Emil, how you doing, man? Good to see you.
I get out of jail for free, then I find this in the prison parking lot.
A brand-new 6000 SUX. Still got the factory sticker on it!
Hey, Clarence!
Joey's got a car just like yours, man!
Clarence, what do you think, buddy?
What do you got there, Clarence, huh?
Whoa, a new toy. Can I play?
Watch this.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
Aw, shit!
- Fuck! - Nice car, Joe.
- Fuck you, Clarence. - Let me try that.
Cobra assault canon. State-of-the-art. Bang, bang.
I like it!
- Give it up, faggot little man. - Get your own!
Come on!
Do it, Emil!
Check this out! Heads up, you guys!
He's in the steel mill. Let's go.
All right, cut the horseshit! We're moving out.
Come on, Emil! Get your ass in the van.
Come on, lard-ass! Let's move it!
Forget you, faggot!
What are you doing?
My targeting system is a little messed up.
Can I help you?
Aim for me.
- Are you locked in now? - Yes.
A little more to the left.
Here.
- I figure that's dead-on. - Thank you.
Come on, man, let's smoke him!
The wrecking crew is here! Where is that mother...?
Give that up, man!
Nothing fancy. Just kill him. Emil!
- What? - In the van.
- You should get out of here now. - Hey, we're partners.
Get the car.
Damn it. Shit!
Looking for me?
Cut him off!
Come on! Go on! Cut him off! Go, go!
Okay! Now I got you!
Help me.
Don't touch me, man!
Help me.
Shit!
- Bye-bye, baby. - Clarence!
Okay.
I give up.
I'm not arresting you anymore.
Hey. Now, wait a second.
Wait a minute. You're taking this kind of personal.
Come on, man.
You're making me nervous. Come on, you can't do this.
Come on now! Don't mess around! Hey. Hey!
Now, don't get cute!
Die, you bastard!
Yeah! Yeah!
All right! All right!
I got him, Clarence! I got him!
Sayonara, Robocop!
Lewis!
Murphy, I'm a mess.
They'll fix you.
They fix everything.
The police strike could work for us.
We can have ED 209s in place all over the city...
...and expect immediate public support.
I've got one downstairs guarding the building now.
You're illegally parked on private property.
You have 20 seconds to move your vehicle.
Whatever happens...
...this corporation will live up to its guiding principles:
Courage, strength, conviction.
We will meet each new challenge with the same aggressive attitude.
How can we help you, officer?
Dick Jones is wanted for murder.
This is absurd! That thing is a violent mechanical psychopath!
My program will not allow me to act against an officer of this company.
These are serious charges. What is your evidence?
I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.
Now it's time to erase that mistake.
I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.
Now it's time to erase that mistake.
I want a chopper! Now!
We will walk to the roof very calmly.
I will board the chopper with my hostage.
Anybody tries to stop me...
...the old geezer gets it.
Dick, you're fired!
Thank you.
Nice shooting, son. What's your name?
Murphy.