"This is Angry Bob, the man with the industrial dick!"
"Coming at you loud and clear on W.A.R. Radio."
"Rise and shine folks itīs a beautiful day."
"Just look at that sky, itīs a work of art!"
"Nature never knew colors like that. When you look at it, be sure to wear your shades!"
"The radiation count is way up and the heatwave ainīt expected to let up either."
"Wheatercontrol tell us it will probably hit 110 downtown, before nightfall."
"As for the good news... There is no fucking good news!"
"So letīs rock with one of our golden oldies..."
New York Max, thatīs the place to make it now.
Youīre talking 9000 tons of steel, 4000 tons of aluminium. 5-6 million miles of copperwire.
kitchen appliances, typewriters. audio gear, tons of autoparts!
Works of art, hanging in the galleries Just hanging there, waiting to be plucked.
Clothing, tupes, bridgework, false teeth, prostetic limbs...
You name it, New York has got it all.
No one is going to repopulate The Big Apple, not with the rat count the way it is.
You know, stuff is just going begging! Salvage City, Max...Youīll love it.
Donīt call me Max.
Well, well well. Hard Mo Baxter. Taking a little vacation?
Is this authorized?
What do you care? Nothing that comes in here is authorized.
Oh, untrue. Iīm primarily legitimate now...
Maybe we should go elsewhere then Alvy?
No, no, wait untill I get my glasses!
Are you sure? We can go somewhere... No, no, just wait...
That Alvy... He kills me every time.
My back.
Christ!
Where is the little man?
Heīs indisposed...
You pushing something?
See what his shit is.
Let me see.
Where did you find it?
Glass flats, Judas sea, looking all over.
I give you 30.
40?
50...Is that alright?
I knew youīd see it my way.
Merry Christmas.
What the fuck was that?!
A zonetripper.
Iīve seen his type... The whole sea is full of them.
Who was that? Someone looking for the bathroom, come on!
I put my boot in his ass and sent him on his way.
Why donīt he piss in the street, like everyone else?
Show me! Where did you get this?!
Out in the zone, what do you think it is? Probably a maintenance droid.
Stepped on a fragmine I guess. You think so?
Itīs not alot I can do with this. Itīs got good visual circuits, infrared...
Unusual microgear... I give you 30 cīs cash in hand.
30 cīs...You are a generous man but I think I will hold on to it.
This is junk, what are you gonna do with it?
Itīs christmas eve Alvy, you should know that. You used to be an elf, didnīt you?
You canīt expect me to go back to my girl empty handed, can you?
You donīt know my girl...
How much for the other stuff?
10 cīs is as high as I go...
Yep Alvy, your as high as you ever gonna go.
Canīt help it if mother caught a dose in the big one. Come on.
You just wait. All those years out in the zone your kids will make me look like narcissis.
"Hey, hey folks! Rise and shine."
"I got an update here on the conflict we all know and love."
"The deathtoll from last nights violation of the christmas ceasefire is still rising."
"It currently stands at around 578, with the counterattack now well underway."
"I send this message of holiday cheer to all of you:"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Yo, hey miss Wakowski. Vernon, the sonofabitch was at my door again.
Who? I donīt know. I didnīt see him, he just keeps ringing my bell.
Then how do you know itīs the same guy? Vernon, it is.
I couldnīt see anybody Yes...thatīs what worries me.
Let me speak to Chief Heīs out on his rounds.
Donīt worry miss Wakowski, weīll keep our eyes peeled.
Listen Vernon I...hey! Iīve got a delivery coming up this morning.
Be sure you let him up this time. Will do.
"As planned, the emergency population control bill..."
"will take affect at midnight, on the first of the year."
"Eager citizens are already lining up at sterilization centers."
"Wich will be opened around the clock to aid in the transition"
"to what the President terms: A clean break from procreation."
"In a related story..."
"The two creators of the population control bill was found dead yesterday..."
"Ready...on...boil."
You took a beating on that deal man.
That zonehead fell asleep and you were still jacking up the price.
Well, I just want Jill to be happy.
Thatīs what I like about you, Max. Youīre a real romantic.
Youīre the cabby?
Where you guys going? Downtown.
You guys like music? Check these guys out.
Used to be okay down here, you know that?
Used to be, you could walk down here any time.
Go out on a saturday night with just brassknuckles, nothing else.
Maybe a piece of wood, piece of pipe, you know what I mean.
Nowdays you need a gun all the time.
Fucking bunch of shit, what these people are doing to the fucking world.
Itīs the same every time man. The minute Iīm back on earth, I wanna be in space again.
Yeah right. Till one of you boosters blows up under you...
or your heatshield ripps off on the way home.
Hey, donīt knock it. Dying in space is real easy.
One pssst and youīre gas...spread out over a thousand miles of stratosphere.
Jesus man! Think of the view.
No more sitting in a bunker coughing your guts out.
Waiting for your first cancer cells to show or kids to be born blind and blue
Because I mean, you have had one trip to many or caught snake-eyes in a genetic crap game.
Jesus, do you think Jill wants you to go on wading around up to your arse in...
radioactive iodine for the rest of your life.
Think she liked it better if I ended up like one of these bums?
Holy shit!
What the hell happened here? This was a respectable building a few months ago.
Some drugged out joyrider drove a landcruiser through the security gates.
You just canīt keep ém out.
This place is going to hell.
Christ! They are all over the place. Somebody ought to help these people...
or clear them out. They just keep coming back Max.
Nothingīs gonna keep them out except for sealing this place up like a bunker.
Thatīs not such a bad idea.
Does she know youīre back Max? I didnīt want to wake her.
Do you think she is going to let you stay? Of course she will.
She sleeps better when Iīm around. Makes her feel more secure.
Thatīs a laugh man! She couldnīt be more secure, then she is now.
Sheīs sealed in tight! She doesnīt need your help.
She doesnīt stick her little toe out if she donīt need to.
How do you know?
I keep an eye on her. Good...keep it up.
When Iīm not around... see nothing happens to her.
Youīve been away a long time man. What are you going to tell her?
She understands. She knows what kind of job I do.
Jill! Itīs me, Mo. You home?
Mo? Are you going to let me in or what?
I changed the code. She changed the code?
Come on Jill. Itīs Mo. Iīm back.
Hey baby. Hello.
Second levelīs low today. Iīve had warmer hellos.
Itīs been a while. Yeah.
Howīs it going? Fine.
How are you? Pretty good.
Got a job costumizing these consols for these uptowners.
Welfare checks are coming in... canīt complain.
See my new pet? Iīve been using it for modeling. Woke up this morning and made a web.
What you feed it? Sometimes I catch a bug.
Sucks them dry.
Iīve got something else youīll like.
Iīve been basing my work more on organic forms but...
sometimes by the time Iīm finished itīs hard to tell.
Itīs like Iīm fighting with the metal and... so far the metal is winning.
Itīs...very...powerfull.
Thanks Shades. Jill, I got something for you!
God!
Itīs horrible...I love it.
What is it? Maintenance droid I think.
I picked ém up out in the zone. Probably somekind of new design they are testing out.
Thought you could make an ashtray out of this.
Just look at the workmanship, itīs so beautiful. Yeah, it is, isnīt it?
You donīt look so bad yourself.
Merry Christmas baby.
Itīs good to see you Mo.
Spread those lips. Thatīs it...oh yeah.
Oh yeah. Oh thatīs it baby.
Take that big dick! Yes. Take it all the way in, thatīs it.
All the way in.
Take it. Suck him dry.
Thatīs it baby, you got him now. God, youīre beautiful!
Yeah, thatīs it baby. Take that big dick, take it in.
Yeah...oh yes. Yeah. Take him baby...squeez that tube.
Yeah...come on. Yeah. Take him, suck it dry.
Thatīs it...Thatīs my bitch! Yeah...squeez it!
Fucking bitch. God I love you.
Sweet.
"This is a military file. Do not proceed without correct security clearence".
"Please select correct combat system required."
BAAL7697
"Biomechanical auto-independent artificially intelligent lifeform"
"Fairisle Electronics presents itīs new model: The MARK-13."
"Ready...on...boil."
...widespreed deficiency related diseases in the inner city.
Elsewere in the news: Popular support has been swift and loud
for the proposed emergency population control bill.
The bill would mandate...
Itīs raining. What?
I thought it was raining. God, I wish.
I was dreaming.
I could hear the rain... on the glass.
And you were laying beside me... in the dream.
I like it. Really, I think itīs okay.
Where did you get all the babydolls? Shades found a whole box of them in the streets.
Well I provided the crowning touch, eh?
Did you hear about the new population bill they are trying to put through?
No.
They are trying to stop people from having kids in the next few years.
Gonna levy fines against people that have to many.
Take away their ration coupons. Sterilize people who already have...
high enough doses of radioactivity. It will never work.
Itīs our nature to reproduce. To live on.
Man has always gone against their nature. Used to be natural to die of old age before 30.
What are you saying? You like the idea?
No, I just...think itīs stupid and suicidal and sadistic to have children right now.
Stupid, sadistic and suicidal... The three Sīs.
Thatīs how I feel. Thatīs how you feel, eh?
And what is this? Somekind statement about all that?
No. Because if it is, I donīt get it.
You know, whatīs the head supposed to mean anyway? It doesnīt mean anything!
Itīs...itīs not for you. Itīs not for anybody.
I guess not. All Iīm saying, is that it be nice if you could sell something
every once in a while, wouldnīt it? Look, Iīm doing alright on my own.
I donīt need anything from you. I donīt know about that.
Goverment takes a pretty big hunk out of my paycheck every month.
Where do you think your welfare checks are coming from, eh?
What do you want me to do? You want me to join your corps?
Think of what our radioactiv kids will be like then.
I stopped thinking about kids a long time ago.
You always say that things will change. Maybe they will.
Oh yeah they will...they will.
They are going to get worse before they get better.
Survival of the fittest. Youīd like that, wouldnīt you?
Oh yeah I like that. And why not? Iīm one of the fittest.
Keep asking myself why I let you in everytime.
Why the fuck do I let you in?
Great. Iīll get it.
No, donīt answear it! What are you scared of?
Alvy ?! I got to see you.
Sorry to call you so late, but itīs important.
Jesus Alvy! Talk to me in the morning.
No, no no! It has to be now! Iīm talking about big bucks! Savy?
Meet me in the yard in one hour and bring the MARK-13 with you.
The what? Oh no...the skull and bones
No way Alvy! Forget it. Hear me out!
I canīt talk on the phone...to many ears. Meet me in one hour.
MARK-13 project, file number 4371D... Fairisle Electronics.
"Goverment funding to the MARK-13 project is currently under suspension"
"due to minor problems with the prototypes insulation system."
"Currently itīs susceptible to high levels of moisture and humidity."
"Designed primarily for harder terrain, MARK-13 is self-repairing, capable of recharging"
"itīs storage batteries from just about any powergrid, including the sun."
"The MARK-13īs strenght lies in its multifacited combat systems."
"Equipped with electronicly activated weaponary and nightsights..."
"the MARK-13 has a choice of using six primary limbs and three auxiliary limbs."
More legs then a fucking spider.
See these mighty buildings. It all shall be thrown down and shattered to splinters.
The earth will shake, rattle and roll. The masses will go hungry, their bellies bloat
These are the birth pains. No flesh shall be spared.
Yeah, thatīs it brother. You just keep walking away.
Yeah. Hi baby.
Mo?
Mo, where are you? Hello?
Hello, this is Mo! Who is this?
I told you baby, this is Mo. Look, I wanna come back.
Iīm ready to go again. Iīm hard again just thinking about you baby.
What you say we try it up the ass, eh?
How about I fuck you with a string of popcorn up your ass? Who is this?!
Then I pull it out real slow...pop by pop. You think youīd like that?
Think you ready to try the Hershey Highway, eh? Fill you all the way, eh?
What do you say Jill? Fuck yourself asshole!
I have a pain...here!
And I see...their...faces! They are so small and yellow and black.
I want to squeez them! These are fucking hippies!
"Get right on down to Renoīs for your radiation free reindear steaks."
"Hurry while stocks last!"
"The fully armed model storage tubes, carry an additional chemical weapon."
"A cell destroying toxin, Trifilobim Morphate."
"Avaible to you for no extra charge." Our number smells like applepie.
"The drug causes sensory distortion, followed by death."
Hey, hey, what the fuck?!
"...and even makes the target enemy enjoy the experience."
"To administer the drug, the MARK-13 comes equipped with a unique needle arrangement."
Alvy!
"This is a military file. Do not proceed without correct security clearence".
"Please select correct combat system required."
"BAAL7697...Biomechanical auto-independent artificially intelligent lifeform"
"MARK-13 project, file number 4371D... Fairisle Electronics."
"Goverment funding to the MARK-13 project is currently under suspension"
"due to minor problems with the prototypes insulation system."
"Currently itīs susceptible to high levels of moisture and humidity."
"The MARK-13īs strenght lies in its multifacited combat systems."
"The fully armed model storage tubes, carry an additional chemical weapon."
"A cell destroying toxin, Trifilobim Morphate. Hey, hey, what the fuck?!"
"...sensory distortion, followed by death."
Shit!
"Jill, Jill?!"
Shit!
Alright...Shades! Yes!
Shades! Okay...thank god youīre home man. I need your help.
Hi...hi. Shades, listen to me! This is serious!
Jill is in trouble, you gotta help her. This is serious man!
Itīs cool...itīs cool...itīs cool.
Whatīs wrong with you Shades? I can feel my heart.
Shades, whatīs wrong with you? It feels like an alligator.
Shades, whatīs wrong with you man?!
You know that a...that tablett of aminoflash that I was saving?
No...no...no. Donīt do this Shades. Not now...not now!
Not thonight...not thonight Shades! Listen to me.
Shades! Shades! Shades, listen to me! Shades! Listen to me Shades!
Come back! Come back Shades!
Jesus Christ, you are so fucking beautiful. Jesus Christ!
Shades, listen to me. This is serious. Whatīs that...what was that?
I want you to get out of the appartment. I want you to get Jill right now, right fucking now!
I want you to bring her back to your place and lock the door untill I get there.
Are you listening to me? Just let me get my trousers on, okay?
Shades, listen... Iīm counting on you man. Iīm counting on you...okay?
Everything...is under...control.
Hi.
No!
Itīs okay. Who are you?
Iīm a neighbour.
What do you want?
Lincon Weinberg Jr. You can call me Lincon or Link.
I just wanted to be sure you are alright.
Iīm fine! Look, my boyfriend is asleep in the other room.
Your boyfriend?
So...I think you better go now! I donīt think to much of this boyfriend of yours.
I donīt see anything going on between you, you know...nothing real, nothing permanent.
Itīs really why I came here. God, get back!
Listen...I know alot about you.
I know things about you, that you probably donīt even...admit.
You always been my favorite subject. Oh Jesus!
Oh, wow! What was that? Thereīs a droid running crazy in my lounge.
Thatīs okay, we can go to my place. Why wont this work?
Someoneīs activated the emergency override, you can only disengage from the main consol.
How do you now? I used to be with the surveillance company
that installed all the locks and cameras in this whole block a few years ago.
Thatīs how we know each other. You made me a coffee while I was here.
Black...two sugars? I donīt remember.
Itīs okay. I donīt mind. Now what?
Sounds like something is overloading the main powerframe.
Well, look Mr...Weinberg. Lincon...you call me Link, please.
Lincon. Can you get us out of here? Whereīs the main terminal?