- Beta-1, come in, Beta-1. - Beta-1, go ahead.
Beta-1, Alpha-7 responding to silent alarm, Martling&Stern Stockbrokers,
2040 Lock. Beta-1, provide backup.
Beta-1, roger.
We need you to join the corporate guard!
Business is war,
and we're fighting for nothing less than
- who owns America! - Over 40% of our country
has been bought by foreign investors.
- We need accountants and lawyers and office managers now! - Count me in!
Now there goes a real patriot.
Stop where you are!
- Let's have them. - Lock them up.
Hey, hey! What is this?
What's happening?
Freeze, you are under arrest!
I'm sorry, officer, but we have to go, however...
feel free to stick around.
- Everything's frozen! We're trapped! - Help, we're trapped in here!
Nothing like a good night's work to make a man feel proud.
- And as they say, when opportunity knocks... - don't knock the opportunity!
And so in the name of Big Business Buddies everywhere,
congratulations, Eliott Feldman.
Wear this commodity's leveraging badge with pride.
You earned it!
And now, the winner of our next award
will join the ranks of what it is to be the best in the BBB,
the Milkin Men! Come out, men, and congratulate our newest winners!
Jimmy, stop squirming.
- Come on, grandma, I feel so dorky. - It's a big honor.
I only wish your mother wasn't out of town, she'd be so proud.
- She'll see it. - And to present this next award,
I'm pleased as Punch to introduce our guest of honor.
Will you please give a rousing triple-B welcome
to the chairman of Omni Consumer Products!
Thank you, thank you.
Well, I'm pleased as Punch to be here, Mr. Waldo.
Especially as I've been asked to present this year's award for best essay
on the importance of business language in corporate society.
I know you're all as anxious as I am to know the winner.
And so, the winner is...
Jimmy Murphy!
- Jimmy, you won! - Get up there, Jimmy!
- Are you getting him, Russell? - Don't worry, I'm getting him.
Congratulations, son.
And here's a badge to commemorate the occasion.
Come on, lets put it on. Hold on. There you go.
Russell! Russell!
You're missing our grandson!
Go ahead and shock the flatline, then let's quit.
Okay, everybody clear!
Officer Alex Murphy shot to death in the line of duty.
Legally he's dead. We can pretty much do what we want.
There's a new guy in town. His name's Robocop.
Murphy, it is you.
- Anything from a getaway van? - The van was reported stolen this morning.
Prints and fiber scans are negative.
Talk up another one for the Corporate Raiders. Chairman masks, high-tech hardware, it's gotta be them.
- Security guard? - Same as the other hits.
Where am I? Who am I? Do you know my name?
I like ice cream, I really like ice cream.
Shot full of Flatscan.
Same stuff they're testing on the psychos at Buchanan Max.
She'll be lucky to remember what planet she's on.
Thank you again, Mr. Chairman, you are such an inspiration to our young members.
Oh, it's the least I can do for OCP's favorite charity.
After all, we must set an example for tomorrow's young executives.
Then I take it that I'll see you at the ceremony tomorrow night?
Yes, well, about that...
I'm sure it's an honor to be made a BBB grand business master but
- my schedule is so crowded... - Oh, not to worry!
It's honorary title only. You wouldn't actually have to spend any time with the boys.
And there might be a very nice photo opportunity
if you were to present us with next year's donations...
What do you say?
All right.
But do I really have to wear that uniform you sent to my office?
That's part of the fun of being in the BBB.
Well, bye-bye-bye.
Okay, let's roll!
What's your dad doing here?
Memories, perhaps, he was once a cop.
Come on, Murphy. All the memory he has of this place is pain,
and it's gonna stay that way till the day you decide to tell him who you are.
No.
That would cause him greater pain.
I appreciate your offering to help. Here.
- What is it you are looking for? - I saw something or someone tonight.
At least I think I saw someone. I thought you might be able to enhance the video.
You can scan right past this.
- You are worried. - If it's who I think it is, I'm more than worried.
Here, right here!
Can you zoom in on that?
- Can you clear it up? - Yes.
Holy...
It is her.
Man, the years have sure been kinder to her than they have been to me.
Scanning detects numerous facial scars.
Indicating extensive cosmetic surgery.
Around the eyes, nose, chin, neck, ears,
- and lips. - It figures, she always was vain.
Not to mention dangerous.
She killed six people, Dorothy, she's gonna walk!
Just like that! She's gonna walk!
- Tessa Stark, correct? - You know her?
The Noxicore explosion. It is in police files.
- Then you know I was the investigator on the case. - Yes.
- There was insufficient evidence to convict. - Tessa was guilty all right,
I just couldn't prove it. And now she's back,
and she's up to something, I know that.
Whatever it is, it cannot be good.
- Where were you, Waldo? - Just chatting with the chairman.
You don't chat! Not on my time!
- Especially not with him! - I was making sure about tomorrow night,
- to help you... - When I want your help, Waldo,
I'll demand it.
After all these years, my master plan is finally ready to launch.
I won't have it jeopardized by your bumbling interference.
Now that we've cleared the air,
let's get ready for the final phase tomorrow night, shall we?
Justin!
Did you bring Tessa that classified phone number she asked for?
Right here, plus all of Martling&Stern's trading data.
The last of the 4 phone numbers and the beginning
of the end for all of my enemies.
Well, let's see what kind of insider information.
Martling&Stern have for me.
It always feels like the very first time!
Come on, baby, what's your secret?
Let Tessa have it.
Oh yes... yes...
There it is.
A merger between SUX and RYP
to be announced tomorrow.
Buy me a million shares through Tokyo, baby,
get in on the ground floor... Do it!
Yes!
What a ride.
Go back to your room, Justin!
Everything has come together, Waldo.
Ten hard years of planning and of manipulating
preparing my little apocalypse.
Are you sure that this is the right time? I mean, I was thinking...
You don't think, Waldo. I think.
You didn't even own a necktie when I picked you up in that bar in Rio.
And don't you ever forget it, Mr. Big Business Buddy!
When you're able to stand up, you can stop thinking
and get back to the important business at hand.
Get me Jimmy Murphy.
The scent is OCP are flipping out over these Corporate Raiders.
Why, 'cause they're making fun out of the chairman with those funny little masks?
- Madigan, they want some answers! - So do I, Sarge.
Okay, 4 stockbrokers in 6 weeks. All we know is they're fast, well-equipped and very professional.
We got some kind of computer assault program that blows right by any password protection.
They download everything, pop it into electronic trading net, make a killing before morning.
- Well, can't we just trace the software? - Nope, custom job.
How about the OCP comnet?
If they made a stock trade, there's gotta be a communication's trail, right?
Oh yeah, take a look.
The pros at comnet made it to Nairobi twice before the tracing system crashed.
Tell them to try it again.
It may not be much, but it's the closest thing to a trail these punks have left.
Okie-doke...
Good morning, Mr. Murphy! Jimmy ready to go?
- I don't know, I'll check. - Here we are.
I feel like even bigger dork.
Hey, Jimbo, you're all psyched up for our tour at the phone company?
It counts towards your business phone skills badge, you know.
- Great. - Got a motor.
Time is money, and we don't have a nickel to spend.
See you later!
- You ride on the bus. - Okay.
You know, Russell, I'm glad Jimmy got that award but I've got to be honest,
if I were still teaching, I wouldn't give his paper any better than a C.
Then why would they give him a Milkin award?
The standards just aren't what they used to be, I suppose.
All right, my little CEOs! Let's go, follow me! Come on!
Smartly now, smartly!
Come on, gentlemen!
You'll be running the country soon.
Well, these are all the Big Business Buddies.
Why, here you are! We've been expecting you.
Welcome, welcome, welcome. Now, please stay in the group
and get ready for a very exciting travel to a phone company.
- Now, if you just follow me, we'll start with our... - Thank you.
- Charming, who is she? - Her name is Tessa Stark.
She murdered six people 20 years ago.
The guard at the factory saw Tessa's hand throw a switch.
It had birth mark on it right here. And before I could arrest her she...
destroyed the evidence.
Russell had evidence of her guilt,
but she destroyed it by putting her hand through a paper shredder.
Extreme lady, huh?
- What in the world is she up to now? - Whatever it is...
it cannot be good.
And now the final stop in our tour.
At one time, there were dozens switching stations around the city,
but since OCP put Metronet online, everything's been centralized.
The equivalent of over 12 million calls goes through this one station,
every second of every day, 365 days a year.
Wow, that is amazing! Isn't it, kids?
Well, time to shove off.
Let's give this nice lady a big BBB thank you.
- Thank you! - You're welcome.
- Come back anytime in here. - Thank you.
All right, gentlemen, follow the nice phone man out. Move smartly now.
Bye.
Oh hi! No, it's okay.
Have you slept yet? Uh-huh.
No, that's okay.
- We're in position, Miss Stark. - You're on the clock, boys.
Jimmy, why don't you ride in a limo with me?
It's okay, I like riding on the bus with the other kids.
That's not any way for an honorary Milkin to talk.
You're not like other kids, Jimmy. You should get used to that.
I mean, do you think that the chairman would ride on the bus?
I guess not.
What's going down?
- You a cop? - Retired, but I'm all you've got.
- Have you called the police? - They're on their way.
- What are we dealing with here? - Three suspects with masks.
- Two hostages, a couple of employees. - Is there another way in there?
- Back service door, end of the hallway and right. - All right, cover me and then get him out of here!
Hold it right there.
I may look old but I'm not gonna miss at this range.
And certainly I'm not gonna miss at this range.
Well, Mr. Murphy!
You are without a doubt a very valuable commodity.
- Let's talk about this! - Talk is cheap.
Action is money.
No! Tess...
The boss wants him alive!
When opportunity knocks, don't knock the opportunity!
You two get out!
- Robocop's here! - Hold him off!
Miss Stark! Robocop's got us trapped!
We'll have to restructure our withdrawal policy.
I am very disappointed in you, Justin.
I hate getting my hand dirty.
- Get out! - What about you?
Don't worry about me. Go!
Move it! In the car, boys!
Come on, let's go! Go!
Go!
- Murphy, you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine...
No damage.
Was it the Corporate Raiders again?
I can tell you who is behind them. One of those punks let a name slip.
It was Tess. For my money, he meant Tessa Stark.
You've been very bad boy, Justin!
You merely ruined ten years of planning!
And who told you to kill Russell Murphy?
- I wanted to surprise you. - Oh, surprise?
How sweet... I don't like surprises!
You morons listen to me!
I created Big Business Buddies, and this whole operation
is mine! Your butts are mine,
the chairman is mine, and Russell Murphy is mine!
You don't go to the bathroom
unless I tell you. Is that clear?
Robocop!
We have to talk.
I was out here just before the trouble.
I was tailing my grandson.
Okay, I'm an old cop, I was worried about the boy.
The point is, the attack came right after the Big Business Buddies were in there.
You think there is a connection?
If Tessa Stark is mixed up with the BBB you can count on it.
BBB records show no connection to Tessa Stark.
Come on, this is the woman that blew up six people in order to cover her tracks.
- You think she'd leave a paper trail? - We need more evidence.
Look, you can't always go by the book!
If my son was still alive, he...
He would've told me the exact same thing.
I hope robots can accept apologies.
Actually,
- I am an adaptive cyborg. - What does that mean?
It means...
apology accepted.
Cyborg?
Cyborg...
Dorothy!
Jimmy?
Anybody home?
I'm losing it.
Sarge!
Take a look at this.
- Phone numbers, right? - I don't know, it's weird.
The part of the data the Corporate Raiders stole from the brokers they hit.
Each one is protected by password, and they all came from different brokers.
But according to records, none of them exist.
- You mean they're unlisted? - I mean there's no record of them anywhere.
Phone book, our files, the FBI files, even OCP comnet came up empty.
Looks like you're taking trip back to the phone company, Madigan.
I'm gone.
Mr. Chairman! You got the uniform we sent you, very sharp!
I haven't worn a uniform since my days at the Ivan Buskey (?) elementary business school.
You look awesome. Come in, come in.
- The ceremony's just about to begin. - Good.
Thank you.
- There doesn't seem to be anyone here. - Oh, it's just a small private ceremony.
This way, sir.
Just how private is the ceremony?
Jimmy Murphy! What are you doing to that boy?
He's here for a reunion.
A very private reunion, Mr. Chairman, or...
should I call you... lover?
Tessa!
- Tessa Stark! - You remember!
How sweet. So do I.
It was our third date, and you were drunk.
And very, very cute.
I stayed the night... and the next morning
you betrayed me to detective Murphy and the police!
It cost me my hand to stay out of prison.
You killed innocent people.
Oh, how noble you are.
The fact that I was ahead of you in line for chair person of OCP
had nothing to do with your decision?
- Of course not. - Don't lie to me.
You threw me to the sharks, darling.
And now I'm gonna make you pay.
I'm back!
Hi, where's Jimmy?
I thought he'd be home with you.
I thought he was here with you.
He should've been back from that phone company tour hours ago.
You don't think there's been an accident?
Wait a minute, Jimmy didn't leave the phone company with the rest of the kids on the bus.
He went with Waldo in a limo.
- What are you doing? - Dorothy, I don't have time to explain.
- Jimmy could be in danger. - Then we should call the police.
The phones are all down. You go over to Metro South, tell them I've gone to BBB headquarters.
Don't worry, Dorothy, I'll get Jimmy back.
Nobody is taking any more of my family away from me.
My boss is very concerned.
So where do the 4 numbers go?
To the main trading computer at the New York stock exchange.
Like I said, they're only used by the computers to talk to one another.
If those 4 numbers fall into the wrong hands,
any hacker with a keyboard could play havoc with the stock market.
Which substation will the 4 numbers be routed through?
Well, we've only got one terminal online, and it'd take quite a while to find out.
Well, I mean it's not that I haven't got enough to do here.
I guess we'd better get started, huh? Come on.
How can you do this?
After all OCP has done for the BBB...
Why do you think I created Big Business Buddies?
I needed the kind of charity that you would gladly shovel
money into.
And, thanks to your generosity,
I've been able to build up my war chest,
developed my own personal army of Milkin boys
and prepared my revenge.
That's the best part, old man.
OCP is footing the bill for its own downfall.
Oh, a final guest.
Mrs. Murphy says he's gone to BBB headquarters to look for them.
- And Robo, he took his gun. - I'm on my way.
Come in, Murphy, join the club!
Please, don't try anything foolish.
We have your grandson.
Grandpa!
Hello, Tessa, I knew you'd show up sooner or later.
That's right, Detective Murphy, I'm back.
Grandpa!
- And I'm better than ever. - It's all right, Jimmy, I'm okay.
For now. All right, men, let's go.
We have less than an hour to reach ground zero.
You know what to do, Waldo.
Well, look on the bright side, Jimmy.
You're gonna become a real true Milkin Man...
after I give you a shot of this Flatscan.
That walking trash bucket... Hold him off.
It'll be better if you don't fight.
You'll just feel a little sting.
Come on in, trash bucket!
- Well done. - They took my grandpa and the chairman.
- Where? - I don't know,
the woman said she was going to destroy OCP. Please, my grandpa needs help!
I will find him.
Hello.
Who are you?
Who am I?
Hey, you wanna play?
The substation goes online in 5 minutes, Miss Stark.
Excellent. Is the phone patch complete?
- 2 minutes, Miss Stark. - And in 10 minutes.
Delta City's four major brokerages will go back online
with the New York stock market computers trying to make up
for 12 hours of delayed trading, millions of trades
routed through this substation.
And thanks to the phone numbers we acquired...
and the miracles of modern communication...
Tessa is gonna have one wild ride.
My God, she's going to patch into the trading computer.
- You could destroy the economy. - No, I'll just have it by the throat.
And the first thing I'm going to do
is choke the life out of OCP.
Murphy, I'm at the phone company, the guy here says all computerized stock trading
will be routed through an old substation at 5th at Woodward,
- that's gotta be the Corporate Raiders' next target. - I will meet you there.
Great.
Think of it,
a million sale orders boosted through the system at once.
OCP stock will drop like a steel kite.
- And when it reaches zero... - It won't work, Tessa.
As soon as the traders realize what's going on, they'll shut you down!
Oh, perhaps. But by then
you two will be found dead. A murder suicide.
Along with evidence proving that you blew up Noxicore 20 years ago
- and framed me for the crime. - 30 seconds, Miss Stark.
You're a sick vicious woman, Tessa!
It's too late for flattery.
Come to mama!
Come on!
Yes, dive, baby, dive!
80 dollars a share and dropping.
Soon OCP stock will be worth less than toilet paper.
I've won! I've won!
Stop him!
Not so fast, Justin!
Robo, look out!
Let's make a Robo crape!
This is not fair!
Well, Tessa, looks like this time you're out of business for good.
Okay, people, party's over!
- You okay? - Yeah, fine.
Speak for yourself!
I have to halt trading of OCP stock before we're wiped out!
Where's a phone in this place?
I mean... I mean, for God's sake, this is a phone company!
Can somebody get me a phone?
Robocop!
Robo!
Alex!
I... I thought you might need this.
You know, the worst thing...
the worst thing in the whole world...
is to outlive your son.
It's not supposed to be like this.
What happened?
What did they do to you?
Who can I get mad at?
We cannot change...
what has happened.
There must be something I can do.
Please do not tell our family.
Yeah, okay.
I am still a cop.
Yes. Yes, you are.