Come on, come on, get it open.
Move! Come on, let's get this thing loaded!
Come on, Sweepers, let's get those bags on the truck before time runs out!
Hey, Gulliver, I got some pretty mull merchandise here!
Jackpot! These noisemakers are gonna make us some major bucks!
I wonder what's in here.
Are you crazy? Can't you read?
- Didn't begin to learn. - It says biotoxin, genius.
Megadeath in a can.
Put this stuff on my wheels!
Sweepers, let's roll!
Beta-1, pursuing Sweepers north on Celcur.
Roger, Beta-1. All units, Sweepers heading north on Celcur.
Blast him off the road!
Choke on this, robot!
Have a gas, Robocop!
Come on, come on, come on!
Beta-1 to dispatch.
Vehicle contaminated by class 1 biotoxin.
I have sealed off my vehicle.
Request decon teams to evacuate a 5 square mile area around my signal.
Condition red. Repeat: Condition red.
Roger, Beta-1. Decon team scrambled.
What is your status?
Beta-1, come in.
Beta-1, please respond.
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.
And now: Bo Harlan and Rocky Crenshaw.
Good evening! Our top stories:
Opponents to gun control shoot down compromise bill in Congress,
leaving 2 dead and 5 wounded.
An England's royal couple resigns after winning the Irish Sweepstakes.
But first, in local news,
- the end is in sight for Roy Macklin. - That's right, Rocky.
The self-confessed mass killer is scheduled to die by self-electrocution
at midnight.
Though Michigan has no death penalty, Macklin is the first to opt
for the new co-working option which legalizes
state-assisting suicide for convicted murderers.
Macklin's final moments will be shown live on the Headpaper viewshow.
Execution Tonight.
There'll be a lot of sleepy folks at work tomorrow, Bo.
That's right, Rocky, I'll be watching.
On a sadder note: The fate of ace crime fighter Robocop remains unknown at this hour.
Exposed to a deadly biotoxin
while he was pursuing a notorious Sweepers gang,
Robocop and his Robocruiser
were taken to an OCP decontamination facility
where both remain under quarantine.
- How is he? - I don't know.
Communications were cut off when he sealed the cruiser.
We can only hope he had time to isolate his organics before the biotoxin took effect.
How did a bunch of Sweepers get a hold of a class 1 biotoxin?
That's what I'd like to know.
Commencing decontamination.
(?) at 20%... 40%... 60%... 80%... 90%...
Decontamination complete.
RICIN-X, the third canister...
You're saying this has been missing for two years?
I was on the university task force, Roy Macklin used a canister
of Ricin-X just like this one and murdered 16 people in the registrar's office.
Yeah, I remember the case.
Three canisters were stolen from the university's research lab.
Right. I found the second one in his apartment, he said he destroyed the third one.
He said... So how did the Sweepers get hold of it to use on Robo?
- I intend to find that out, sergeant. - And I intend to find out where Macklin lied.
Well, let's get to it.
Robo! Nice to have you back.
Thank you, sergeant.
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Very impressive, Mr. Sullivan.
The sales campaign is practically a formality, Mr. Chairman.
Everyone is jumping on the bandwagon.
And the government agencies are willing to back us up?
Well, sir, district attorney Gless himself
insisted on being here today to lend a support.
Why don't we let him answer that? Richard?
Thank you, Mr. Sullivan.
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OCP has the full endorsement of my office
for this bold new venture.
When Leader goes online at midnight tonight,
OCP stands to realize a 300% return on investment
- in the first 6 months alone. - Young man,
let me offer you my congratulations. I'm sure that Leader will be a big success.
"Bold new venture"? Nice touch, Dick.
The old man ate it up.
Listen, Billy, I don't like being mocked
and I don't like being dragged down here to your little dog and pony show.
I am a public servant, I'm not a corporate shill.
This is not good for my image.
Listen, Dick...
you'll do what I say and you'll keep your mouth shut.
We both know your image is as phony as your law degree, and I can expose it
through one computer disk.
Listen, Billy, you said you would destroy those files.
Oh, and I will. When I get what I'm after.
Listen, Billy...
I did my part. Macklin is on death row, isn't he?
You're not off the hook until Macklin pushes the button, Dicky babe.
And then we're both bulletproof and rich.
Suicide is murder! Suicide is murder!
Hi, detective Madigan, Metro South.
Yeah, go right in.
Roy, we're losing you on camera 2, could you tilt a little to the right?
- How's that? - Beautiful, Roy.
You're a natural. Just a few more minutes and we'll be finished with the walkthrough.
Hang in there, babe.
It's a real pleasure working with the voluntary victim, I can tell you.
Most of them kick and scream, wreck my shots, they just don't care.
- He hasn't expressed any second thoughts then? - Not a zip.
I'm telling you, I love this guy.
Yeah... Could you speak up? We've got something to run on record. Yeah, tight. Thank you.
Okay. Cam 3. Roy, could you give it your last words again?
I wantingly murdered 16 innocent people just to watch them die.
And that's your queue to hit the button. That's great, Roy.
Just remember to look at the camera. Okay, people, that's lunch, one hour!
Hi, I'm detective Madigan.
Right, the warden called. You get 10 minutes before his wardrobe fitting.
Hello, Roy.
Roy, do you remember me?
Officer Madigan?
- Who is that? - Name's Madigan.
Cop from Metro South. She arrested Macklin.
Find out what she's up to.
We found a missing canister of Ricin-X, Roy.
One of the three you stole from the university lab.
You said you destroyed the third one, do you remember that?
Yes, I burned it in the lab's hazardous waste incinerator.
I have the third canister, Roy.
I burned it in the lab's hazardous waste incinerator.
Damn it, Roy, why are you lying, what's going on?
Officer... Madigan, isn't it?
Richard Gless, I'm the DA, we met at Macklin's trial.
- Right, I remember. - You'd better be getting Mr. Macklin to wardrobe.
Is there some kind of problem, officer?
I'm not sure, we've found new evidence that contradicts Macklin's confession.
The canister of Ricin-X he said he destroyed turned up last night.
You're not suggesting he's... he's innocent? He confessed to his crime, officer.
I'm just saying it's worth checking out, a man's life is at stake here.
Of course. Well, you keep me posted on anything you turn up.
- I'll do that. - Thank you.
Did you hear what she said? They've got the third can of Ricin.
I did see a report on the news. Sweeper gang.
- Petty crooks. - You kept it?
Why would you do something like that, Billy?
Well, let's just say I can't stand to throw away anything that has future value.
Calm down, storage rental can't be traced.
What if the police decide to reopen the Macklin case?
It's up to you to make sure that doesn't happen.
Right, Dick?
It wasn't me, I was in the... basement checking the water recycler.
Okay, okay.
I was having a drink, a little problem.
But I'm no killer! I'm just the janitor.
That was his statement 1 hour after I arrested him.
Voice stress analysis indicates truth level of 98%.
Okay, let's try his confession three months later.
I wantingly murdered 16 innocent people
just to watch them die.
- The voice stress readings are identical. - They can't both be true.
His confession is word for word what he said to me less than an hour ago.
My God, I thought this was open and shut two years ago. What if they got the wrong guy?
- And that confession came after a 28-day psychiatric assessment. - Who did it?
Dr. Audrey Frink, is there an address?
- No. - I'll check with the DA's office.
One of our snitches gave a location on the Sweepers' floating market.
Robo, I'm hoping you can ID the creep who hit you with that gas.
It will be my pleasure, sergeant.
All right, we're cooking! I'll stay with the shrink.
Mr. Conaver!
- Can I talk to you? - I guess it's true what they say:
There's way too much violence on TV.
I paid 42 dollars for this TV, and...
now look at it!
Management assumes no responsibility for damage caused due to improper use.
- All I did was plug it in! - Well, there you go.
- Mr. Conaver, please, if I could just have my money back... - Sorry, friend.
No refunds, no returns.
I guess you didn't read the fine print on your sales contract.
Sales cont... I didn't see a contract. What contract?
This one.
Now you wanna talk to me again about a refund?
In the future, only do business with reputable merchants.
Okay, round them up!
This is the punk we are looking for.
You wanna explain how you came to possess a canister of Ricin-X?
- I think I want a lawyer! - You'll need one.
- Possession of a biotoxin is a class 1 felony. - Class 1?
Hey, it wasn't mine, I just stole it, honest!
- Please continue. - We got it when we hit the Storelocks.
It was in that trunk.
Which storage bay was the trunk in?
Like I'm gonna remember.
Voice stress analysis indicates he is telling the truth, sergeant.
Book him! GT merchandise.
So... back to square one.
Perhaps not.
What? This old university T-shirt?
A possible clue, sergeant.
But it will take a little... sweat.
So when the district attorney told me the police were investigating you,
- I came right over, Audrey. - I'm glad you're here, Billy.
You need help.
Keeping that Ricin-X was a clear manifestation of your subconscious desire to be caught.
No. It was a clear manifestation of my greed.
You know I would never betray you to the police, Billy.
- You can trust me. - I don't take those kinds of chances, Audrey.
You know that.
- You mean the registrar? - No, not him.
He had to go, how else could I turn his petty little scam selling phony degrees into something really worthwhile?
No, it was the other 15 people in his office I wasn't sure about.
- So... - I understand, Billy, you were just... being smart.
And what would you know about being smart?
Your degrees aren't even worth the paper they're printed on.
Put that Flatscan down, Billy!
This kind of paranoia is common among child prodigies, and...
I'm not paranoid! Everybody is against me.
People've been jealous of me my whole life.
I really think it would help if we could talk through your aggression.
Why don't I pencil you in for tomorrow, how's about 2 o'clock?
Look, what I did with Roy Macklin, he's on death row right now,
he really believes he killed all those people.
Unfortunately, his recollections are a bit inflexible.
A lot better at psychotropic therapy now, I've tried all the new drugs,
I could augment his memory implants.
Give me a chance!
I'm sorry, Audrey, I'm afraid our time is up for this session.
Billy, you really need to deal with your hostility!
Hello?
Hello, Dr. Frink?
Is anyone here?
Dr. Frink, are you all right?
I hate you, mother.
Beta-2, officer needs assistance!
All units, all frequencies: Beta-2 needs assistance.
Roof at 1280 Taft.
Thanks, Murphy.
Don't thank me, thank Charlie.
- Did you see who did this? - No.
But whoever it is, he's gone the distance to make sure Roy Macklin kills himself.
Well, I talked to Sarge and he called the DA to ask for the stale on Macklin's coworking.
Any luck with you?
I've scanned all records on the Ricin-X attack
on the university registrar's office 2 years ago.
Student records during that period indicate tampering.
- As in doctoring grades? - Yes.
Including various members of OCP's executive staff,
- Dr. Audrey Frink. - Ooh, the trail's heating up, isn't it?
I scored! You were right, Robo.
The DNA matches an alumnus of Delta City University.
Is this a friendly visit, or am I under arrest?
That depends on your answers.
In that case I'll tell you how my lawyer would answer.
She'd say: "Mr. Sullivan has never rented a bay at Storelocks storage."
She'd also say his genetic print may have been lifted off
an item of clothing he donated to charity several years ago.
- How would you answer those questions? - I wouldn't.
Not without my lawyer present.
Thanks, Sarge.
Sarge said the DA refused to reopen the case, not enough evidence.
And that snotnosed little VP knows we don't have enough to arrest him.
He is cocky. That will be his downfall.
Yeah, but meanwhile Macklin's being railroaded to his death in 5 hours!
The only thing that will stop this self-execution now is Roy Macklin.
I don't think we can reason with the guy, he's pretty much a zombie.
- Try, Madigan! - What about Billy Sullivan?
He is mine.
He's just finishing his last meal.
You have a visit, Roy.
Roy, do you know Billy Sullivan?
He had the third canister of Ricin-X that you said you destroyed two years ago.
Now how is that possible, Roy?
Roy, I don't think you killed anybody.
- I think Dr. Frink put those memories in your head. - No.
I killed those people. Just to watch them die.
I deserve to die.
The others are waiting inside.
This better not be a waste of our time.
I've got a 190 lQ, Molotov.
I'm too smart to waste your time.
- Hey, boss! - What is it?
What?
You think you're so smart? You were followed.
By Robocop!
Man your stations! That robot does not leave here in one piece!
Nice work, Vlad. No wonder you're the best.
Don't you forget it, sonny.
Ashes to ashes, scrap to scrap.
Now we talk business, eh?
Gentlemen... and lady!
You're the most powerful criminals in the world.
Reggie Braga, boss of the Carioca mafia of the entire North East.
I'm simply a poor businessman trying to make his way in an alien land.
From Sicily, Mr. Rocco Carbone, boss of the Mediterranean syndicate.
From the UK, the iron maiden of crime herself, Margaret Crane.
Just call me Maggie.
And Mr. Zero, head of the ruling yakuza family in Tokyo.
And last but not least,
Vlad Molotov, godfather of the Russian mafia,
who only moments ago rid the criminal world of its greatest foe:
- Robocop. - Well done, Molotov!
Don't leave us, Murphy, you fight! You hear me? You fight!
Alex Murphy's dead. He doesn't have a memory, he has a program.
He's just a machine.
No!
Live from the Henry Ford center for the morally challenged
in Detroit, Michigan, it's the show everyone dying to see:
Execution Tonight,
with special guest host Umberto Ortega!
Thank you, thank you! Thank you, hello and welcome to the show!
Two years ago, on a warm spring day,
Roy Macklin turned the halls of academia into a slaughterhouse.
Well, tonight he's going to pay for that crime when he enters this chamber and ends his own life
by self-electrocution.
And we're going to show it to you live because you have the right to see it!
We've got a lot of special guests with us tonight, so why don't we just take a minute now to meet some of them, huh?
Right over here at his usual front row seat I see that famous film director
Otis Pike! Big fan, never misses the show!
And with him is that hot-hot-hot new Hollywood starlet Cindy Salice...
What about your wife? Your son, Roy?
You're gonna leave them behind alone, is that what you want for them, Roy?
They'll get lots of money. Movies, books,
interviews, my life sentence rebate from the state.
That's not the answer, Roy.
Listen to me, I came for money, I can tell you it does nothing for a family.
You don't understand.
I understand that you're depriving your family of what they need the most.
You!
All the money in the world's not gonna make up for that loss.
I'm guilty.
I want to die.
This relay terminal is linked to Leader.
Which, in turn, is connected to every law enforcement agency in the world.
When I enter a special program, every scrap of electronic data about each of you
will be deleted.
To the computers of the world you won't exist.
No outstanding warrants, no parole violations, no record.
You'll be so clean, you could even hold down a government job.
When can you do this thing?
The second you put your deposits on the table.
Five million each.
I thought you took care of him, Stitch!
Police! This is a bust.
That was a warning shot.
And we're back. With just 20 minutes to go before we see the fist
coworking style execution in the state of Michigan
- and the excitement is building, right, girls? - Oh, I'm just tingling all over, Umberto.
Me too, Barbie.
And now, let's have a big hand for the real star of the tonight's show,
Roy Macklin!
You're just in time, Mr. Gless, we're introducing Macklin now.
Okay, queue the condemned!
Key on, Roy!
Roy is attended by Lisa Madigan, an officer who arrested him two years ago.
One can only imagine the satisfaction she must be feeling.
You don't have to do this, Roy! Please, you're the only one who can stop this! Come on, Roy!
Goodbye, detective Madigan.
And so, Roy Macklin
takes that fateful walk on his journey to eternity.
He looks calm and relaxed
as each step brings the twisted killer
that much closer to his final destiny.
So don't go away, folks, there's plenty more to come
right after these messages.
And now, back to Execution Tonight with Umberto Ortega!
We are back, as Roy Macklin comes the end of his last mile.
So, let's have a warm welcome for the man of the hour.
(?) about Mr. Roy Macklin!
15 minutes and counting. Our lovely assistants
Barbie and Rachel strap Roy into the chamber.
As you know, Michigan has no capital punishment
so the choice to end his life is Roy's and his alone.
Mr. Gless, you've got to stop this, we have reason to believe Roy Macklin was framed.
- I'm afraid it's out of my hands. - No, it's not!
You have to step in, at least call the governor, we have enough to warn a delay here!
Officer, you really are dreaming.
And you wasted enough of my time. Would you show this woman out, please?
Why are you doing this? Why are you so anxious to see Macklin dead?
Out! Thank you.
- Get your bloody hands off me! - Come on!
Hey, my lawyers will have me out and back on the street in an hour!
And my lawyers will get me out before him!
I hate it when they're right.
All this, and we still haven't made a dent toward helping Roy Macklin.
I think we have, sergeant.
Follow my lead.
Stop!
Mr. Sullivan is a member of the law enforcement community.
He made this raid possible. Please release him.
You set us up?
He's lying. It's not how it looks!
You take my money and turn me over to the cops?
- You're a dead man! - You're bust, sonny!
Wherever you go, one of us will get you!
You are free to go.
Go where? You heard them, I won't last a day!
Oh well then, I guess you'd better live it to the fullest, huh, Billy?
You're signing my death warrant, I... I demand to be arrested.
On what charge?
Consorting with known felons. Blackmail.
- Class 3 felonies. Not worth our time. - Couldn't agree more, Robo.
Okay, okay! Murder.
I was behind the university massacre, I killed the registrar
and the staff, and I framed Macklin.
Ask the DA if you don't believe me, he is in this up to his necktie!
Believe me, I'd rather spend 20 years in jail and get out before I'm 40
than die tomorrow.
Hello?
Yes, this is sergeant Parks, Metro South, and I have an urgent message...
Hello?
Can you hear me? Hello?
Wrong number.
Camera 3, go ahead.
With less than 10 minutes, Roy Macklin is sealed in the chamber of death.
- Is he secure, girls? - Nice and snug, Umberto.
Camera 1, give me a shot of the button.
At the stroke of midnight the chamber will be activated.
Once that is done, it is up to Roy to trigger the final sequence...
with that button.
But don't you touch your remote control button, folks, because we'll be right back after this important message.
Ah, come on! Girls can't play war!
Hey, Wendy! Let's show what we girls are made of
with the Major Market doll!
It's 900 choices in one, including flamethrower,
anti-tank missile, cluster bomb
and an oven for tasty treat when wartime is over!
We have returned with just seconds left before Roy Macklin ends his life.
What thoughts could be running through the twisted mind of this mass murderer
at this, his final moment?
I wantingly murdered 16 innocent people.
- Just to watch them die. - Come on, Roy, don't do it.
Okay, anytime, Roy!
Come on.
Come on!
He's done it. The generator is now building a charge of 3000 volts.
When it redlines, the charge will be released in a single life-extinguishing blast.
- Hey, this is a closed set! Who let him in? - Step aside!
What is going on? I'm trying to do a show!
Camera 3, tight on Robocop!
You going somewhere?
You're busted, Mr. DA.
Mr. Sullivan has a statement to make.
Roy Macklin is innocent.
I killed those people and the DA helped me frame him.
Get him outta here.
This one, too.
It's okay, Roy. You're going to be okay. We're going to get you some help.
You're all right.
I'm glad that's over. That's nice work, you two.
- Let's call it a day. - No, thank you.
Somewhere there is a crime happening.
Let's roll, Madigan.
Like he said.