Robocop (1994) s01e01 Episode Script

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Good news for the environment.
In Detroit today the first.
BS-5000 rolled off
the assembly line.
Rocky, it's a methane powered car
that actually runs on manure.
Oh, there's certainly
lots of that around, Bo.
On a more serious note. Another
homeless man has disappeared
from our city streets, the
twelfth in less than a month.
Please report known new clues
and fear that a serial killer,
some call 'the Dogtown Ripper', may
be stalking Old Detroit homeless.
Good news for Delta City today.
Omni-Consumer Products announced
plans to use cutting edge technology
in a far reaching project
that will automate.
Delta City's utilities in public
transportation infrastructure.
I have great hopes for Metronet,
a supercomputer that will power
this city into a future,
that not only has
the silver lining
but will work better
and cost less.
But can it program your VCR?
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They're flagellant or senile,
and the best years of their
lives are pretty much behind.
If you're over sixty, should
you still be allowed to vote?
Tune in tomorrow and we'll see "What's
on Your Mind" with me, Umberto Ortega.
This just in. A terrorist
is taking hostages
at a retirement home
in Old Detroit.
We take you now to the scene live with
MediaBreak correspondent Charles Coffey.
- Charles? - Yes, Rockee, I'm
here, at Convalescence Services.
And it's not a pretty picture.
One officer dead, one wounded,
and inside - William
Ray 'Pudface' Morgan,
a violent psychopath who recently escaped from the
Henry Ford center for the morally challenged.
He's currently holding a group of
helpless retired people hostage.
Don't jerk me around, cops!
Do what I tell you,
or I'll get mad and do
something really ugly!
You know there's no escape, Morgan! You
know we don't negotiate with terrorists!
Sergeant, he's up there with a military
hardware, he's got the whole place barricaded.
Yeah, there are two or
three of his gang in there
that who would just love us
to try a frontal assault.
Tell us, Sergeant, just exactly
what it is Mr. Morgan wants?
Money? A pardon?
Perhaps an exclusive
interview with me?
You know, I wish it
was that simple.
See, when he was arrested
five years ago by Robocop,
he suffered severe damage to his face
in a toxic accident of his own making.
So what you're saying
is, he wants revenge?
- No, he wants Robocop!
- Listen up!
You've got one minute
to send me the robot,
or I'll blow all this thing and
send them to kingdom come!
- Any comments, Sergeant? Officer?
- Get outta here.
- All right, here's the situation
- You called me
It's bad.
Go get them, Murphy.
'Pudface' Morgan?
Hey, robot.
You wanted to talk to me?
Nah I wanna kill ya.
Hands above your head.
You are under arrest.
No, you're too late
for that, robot.
Take a good look at this face.
You did this to me.
Every time I sneeze
I think of you.
And I don't wanna ever
think of you again!
Now what, tin man?
Police brutality?
In front of all
these prune sacs?
You're deadly, you
metal giant
Aaaah!
Nice job back there, Murphy.
Thank you, Madigan.
Oh, I took my exam for
detective this morning.
I don't know for sure
but I think I aced it.
The force can always use
another good detective.
Thank you.
Messy, lazy, sentimental,
irrational, supersticious,
compassionate.
The main obstacle to
running the world properly
has always been the
human element.
Pardon me?
- You're right about that, doc.
- Yes, I tried, I tried
to convince those fools at
MIT futurological congress.
Of course they had no vision.
They threw ethics at me.
- Well, I should hope so.
- Well, that'll never happen here at OCP, doc.
This isn't academia. It's
corporate culture, baby.
We've got the money, we've got
the gas, we've got the guts.
After you.
Yes, now the real
work can begin,
which, of course, means obliterating
everything spontaneous.
NeuroBrain will
reduce all decisions
to an unimpeachable
binary utopia:
Yes-no, black-white, on-off,
yes-no, black-white
In short, utter perfection.
- What about the human spirit?
- The human spirit?
Ha-ha. My dear chaos
behind the other name.
- Miss Powers, that will be all.
- No-no-no,
I would very much like
to hear what your
secretary thinks of my philosophy. Is
there something you don't understand?
This utopia of yours
sounds close to something
a dictator like Hitler
would come up with.
- And I don't think I would really like that.
- How dare you
compare me to Hitler
Don't pay attention to her,
doc, she's just a secretary.
I am a vice-president, I pay to have
opinions and I think you're brilliant.
Yes, Hitler was an amateur.
As you know,
OCP is hosting an
upcoming shareware expo.
We never share anything
but it's our chance
to sniff out the competition.
Chip?
Copernicus. Newton.
Einstein. Disney.
Geniuses with the credentials
to change the world.
Cybersafe Concepts has
found just such brilliants
in the man it is now my
pleasure to introduce to you.
My fellow executives,
doctor Cray Mallardo.
Oh, Chip
When my new
cybernetic interface,
NeuroBrain, goes online,
life as we know it will be over.
Where once a city employed
and was victim to the whims
of ten thousand civil servants.
NeuroBrain can never go on
strike, will not call in sick
and does not need a coffee
break every 3.25 hours
Imagine a city
where transportation systems, like
corpuscles in the blood stream,
move freely with
purpose and at speed;
Where utilities are dispersed
from one central point,
digestive system
directing nutrients
to hungry organs:
Schools and hospitals.
A law enforcement
that efficiently identifies
and apprehends criminals
like antibodies
attacking the virus.
It is a bold, new world,
ladies and gentlemen;
And, if I have anything to say about it,
one that we will be visiting very soon.
What's the earliest possible time
for him to having Metronet online?
NeuroBrain portfolio, please
Oh, no, no!
- I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!
- No-no-no, don't touch me.
Don't ever touch me. No
touching, no touching.
That's it, Powers, you're fired.
- Get out!
- Nonsense, Chip. Accidents happen.
Now, when do you
expect to be online?
Well, sir, we're pretty
much ready to go right now,
it's just we have some
little bugs tying down.
Excellent. When CamSoft, Mega,
Extel and all others
show at shareware expo,
I want to stand at this
window and see my city
run by NeuroBrain.
They'll eat their hearts out.
Get out of my way! Move it!
Look out! Emergency!
Out of the way! Watch your feet!
What are you doing back
in my station again?
You've got to lock me up, sergeant Parks.
I've been a material witness.
I saw some bank robbers,
five or six of them,
- if you don't give me protection they'll
- No way.
You know what? You're going
back to Family services.
You've gotta believe me!
Please don't make me go back!
I hate that place.
Please let me stay.
I'll be good.
You'll be good you're
telling lies, you run away
You know what you need? What
you need is a good spanking.
- Come here!
- Help! Child abuse! Help!
You're okay?
Yes! Test results are in.
Upper 10%, thank you very much.
I knew I aced it. You think
I'll make a good detective?
You figured out who I was.
I heard you trashed another car.
Any other little problems
I should know about?
All systems are functional.
Good. 'Cause every time you break
something I get blamed for it.
Try not to do it with
this. Check it out.
Wow. That's a
piece to roll on.
Yeah, it's one of the new interceptors.
0 to 60 in 4.2 seconds,
top speed 200+, heads-up display,
maps, a satellite uplink,
and a lot of other goodies that
cost more than I make any year.
Well, let us take it
for a ride, shall we?
Hide me! They come
to take me away
Wow, Robocop!
You're my hero. When I grow
up, I gonna be just like you.
When I grow up, I gonna
be just like you, Dad.
- Hey-hey, no kids allowed.
- It's okay, that's okay, ease up, Charlie.
No one's going to hurt you,
what's your name, little one?
Gadget.
She's a runaway from Family services
and she's going back there right now.
This is a police station,
not an orphanage.
No, no, I don't wanna
go back there, no!
Please don't take me
You were thinking about
them again, weren't you?
Images are all that's
left of what I was.
I want to remember.
Murphy, why don't you just tell
Nancy and Jimmy who you are?
No.
It's better that they
think I am dead.
No, no, no!
No-no, tell the others
I want main trunk
brought in under the floor here.
All right doc, I don't
care what it takes
just as long as NeuroBrain is online
in time for the shareware expo.
A-ah We still have a problem.
Oh, not again.
Jeez, what's it been so far, doc?
Twelve?
Trying is the only way to
eliminate ever, you know?
You know me I'll do
anything to get ahead
but isn't this getting
a bit ridiculous?
Nonsense, Chip. The
interface between
a decision-making
complexity of a human mind
and a computing power of artificial
intelligence is a delicate matter.
Now, you know what I need.
And the sooner I'll get it the sooner
you'll meet your deadline, alright?
Just do it.
Hey! Hey! Cut it out!
- Hey, we're not gonna hurt you
- We're just gonna kill you!
You can't keep running
forever, old man!
That's it! Come on,
get him, boys!
Please I ain't done nothing.
I was just minding
my own business.
You've got no right
It's people like you that make
people like us mad, you got it?
It's people like us that keep people
like you in line, you got that?
I ain't got nothing but
the clothes on my back.
What do you just want from me?
It's obvious that you have never used
your brain to your fullest advantage.
Hold him, boys
Let him go, he's not going far.
He's looking pretty stiff.
Now, cut it out,
that's not funny!
He's not dead yet.
And it's no good for OCP
if he's damaged at all.
Now get him in the trunk!
Hug the children,
hold them close to you,
hug the children,
make a dream come true
When it's cold and
dark and no one cares,
there's still a place where
shelter is provided,
no matter what your race,
creed, color or gender.
Please support the
Rainbow playroom.
And remember to
hug the children.
Has the Dogtown Ripper
claimed another victim?
Police fear that a disappearance
of Henry Aaron Wincler
will end up as yet
another unsolved murder.
Many believe it to be the work
of an elusive serial killer.
At city hall, mayor
Friendly had this to say:
Police investigators
have assured me
that these rumors of a serial
killer are utterly unfounded.
No bodies have been found, no
witnesses have come forward.
And I really think
we should consider
the fringe lifestyles of
the indigenes involved
as a possible source
of the problem.
Come on, Sarge, I saw
old Hank playing chess
just every day for five
years on that corner.
I know it too, Madigan,
what do you want from me?
He has been missing for 24 hours
homicide hasn't even assigned
anybody to the case!
Now his friends said the last time they saw
him he was headed for the shelter, right?
And to get there, he's got a
cut to the old tire plant
Look, when you make a detective
is gonna be a sorry-day
for the criminal element
in Detroit, but until then
there's that little thing
called departmental protocol.
Come on, Sarge, if the victim
was some butthead VIP at OCP
the whole department would
be on this case, but no!
Since old Hank doesn't pay
property taxes, nobody cares!
- Are you getting personally involved in this?
- All I know is somebody's gotta give a damn, Sarge!
I saw him! I saw him, I saw him!
I know who've done it!
What? What did you see?
The Dogtown Ripper. I
saw him get some guy.
He was wearing a suit and he had a
sharp thing like the doctor uses.
- Is that so?
- Yeah, and he had some accomplishments with him.
- You mean accomplices?
- Yeah, that too.
You know what? You're very good
little witness, I'm impressed.
I've got some mug shots.
I want you to take
a look and tell me
if you recognize anybody.
Male, female?
- Now look real close
- Hey, let me go!
Give me your hand. You're not gonna
run away again, I'll tell you that.
Put your finger
the other one
You ought to be ashamed of yourself
lying about other people's bad luck.
- But I'm not lying!
- Yeah, alright
All right, which one of you guys is
gonna take her back to Family Services?
Hey, Robocop.
- I've got a job for you.
- Trouble?
If she stays on a street, yeah,
she's headed for real trouble.
Take her back to Family
Services, will you?
She's a compulsive
liar and rebel.
I don't wanna go back there.
No one's gonna ever adopt me.
Let's go, little one.
Feeling better, Chayken?
Sorry about the mess,
doc, it's just a
when his eyes started staring
up at you like that
then the bonesaw
I've told you many times it is
essential for the NeuroBrain interface
that the subject be alive
when the brain is removed.
- You see, as I
- Please doc, don't
How did it go?
Well, the transplanting to the
neuro receptacle was flawless,
but that has never
been the problem.
Get rid of the husk.
Body's in the trunk.
Take it to the toxic
waste disposal center
and oxidize it like
you did the others.
You know, usually we
hate people like you.
But you kill people we hate
hate real good.
Thank you. That's what I
like most about business:
Money makes friends out
of almost anybody.
Hug the children,
hold them close to you,
hug the children
Why won't anybody believe me?
- Because you lied.
- But I'm not lying now.
It was the Dogtown Ripper, and I saw
what he did to that poor old man.
Poor old man.
Tell me what you saw.
Some Dogtown boys
held the old man
so he could give him a shot.
He looked dead, but he wasn't.
His eyes were still alive.
What did the Ripper look like?
He was tall, but not too tall.
He had brown hair
- and he was wearing a suit.
- Did he say anything?
He said he needed the
old man's brain.
- Why?
- I don't know, something for the OCP
- Do you believe me?
- Yes.
A good citizen always
tells the truth, right?
Right. But what if somebody
acts like a good citizen
but lies anyways?
That's the worst kind of liar.
Come on, I want to
show you something.
Hug the children,
make a dream come true
Now listen to me, you
useless little brat.
Act cute.
I don't care if the building
falls down around you,
you're going to act cute.
You know what happens
to troublemakers.
I send them to live
with Dogtown boys
All right, that's it.
Roll camera, are we rolling,
Ed, we'd better be rolling.
- God, yes!
- Hold the tap closer.
That spontaneous expression!
It's better than anything you get from
these brats when you ask them to act.
Jeez
All right, that's it. Okay,
so now we cut that face
with bowls of food and
crowdshots from Bangladesh -
and we got a new intro for the show.
Okay, people, that's a wrap.
Miss Lamour, there's
a woman here,
a parent with a lost child.
I tried to tell her
Oh, I do not have time
for another modeling display
of parental loss
Okay, let's make it quick.
This is where Fanny Lamour tells
the biggest lies that ever were.
My dear, I feel your pain.
I'm worried about my son Jimmy.
I yelled at him about his
grades, and he ran away.
I thought maybe he came here
Till death do us part.
I brought a video that
I made last Christmas.
He's a good boy.
But we lost his
father a while ago.
And it's been hard to
raise him by myself.
I really have to
tell you something:
I love you very much.
Come on, Jimmy, how
about a smile?
What's there to smile about?
This is for you, Dad.
I know every child here
and I'm sorry to say
he's not with us.
Edward, please, take down
this poor woman's information
in case her child
does show up here.
- Phone call, miss Lamour.
- If you'll excuse me,
I really must go and be with
the children, it's story time.
- What's the matter?
- I have to go.
Somewhere there is
a crime happening.
Hey, baby. How are your hormons?
Stop it, Chip, I'm
not in the mood.
I just had a mother
in here whose son
was one of those brats your
Dogtown associates recruited.
Our arrangement is starting
to make me really nervous.
Hey, what's the worry?
You got kids that are
too old to be adopted,
and I need kids that can get
their hands dirty instead of me.
It's win-win, babycake.
Family Services must
never be associated
with the Dogtown boys.
- What if he talks
- Oh, who's gonna believe a Dogtown boy?
And you know how it
is in those gangs:
Either you're in, or you're kibbled.
You know what I mean?
Well, I'll leave the testosteron
management up to you, Chip.
That's the ticket, baby.
So, how about it:
My place, tomorrow,
sexercise
Beg for it.
Who-ho-ho
Kissy lovey-dovey,
sugar sweetie,
honey pumpkin pie.
I'll be there at noon.
When I grow up, I'm gonna
be just like you, Dad
Murphy, why don't you just tell
Nancy and Jimmy who you are.
He's a good boy.
But we lost his
father a while ago.
He signed the release forms
when he joined the force.
Legally he's dead. We can
pretty much do what we want.
He's a machine, he doesn't have
a memory, he has a program.
"Hate everyone, you're always right
while everyone else is always wrong,
join the Dog", huh,
"People like us
Uplink 99-05606.
Uplink phonetrace complete.
Location: 168 Alger avenue, Ecoli
Brothers meatpacking plant.
The cerebral cortex can
both process information
and learn from its mistakes,
but the computer is quicker
and more reliable
than the human brain,
so, what I have is the
best of the both worlds:
A brain married to a computer.
- It's beautiful.
- Yes.
Yes, yes! NeuroBrain
is a living machine,
a flux is its life course.
This means, we're gonna be online
in time for the shareware expo?
I can't wait to see my bonus.
Doc, you're gonna be able
to write your own ticket.
A chair at MIT, Science
Department at the White House!
Small potatoes, Chayken.
The city of tomorrow will be
modelled after Delta City,
ergo the man who controls Delta
city controls the future.
And with NeuroBrain at my
command I can do anything!
I can even make you the
number one at OCP.
Yes, I could, and I will
No, no, no-no-no-no-no
I thought you said this
one was intelligent!
Hey, he was a chess player,
you've gotta be smart to do that!
What do you think
went wrong, doc?
Well, there's only one
explanation in there!
A bad brain, a brain damaged
by stress and human abuse, it
couldn't bare the load, could it?
Well, if you don't get this
thing working by shareware,
we're the ones who're gonna be
damaged by stress and human abuse!
What I need is a young
brain, a fresh brain,
a brain not yet
corrupted by life.
Excuse me, Mr. Chayken,
but I found something significant
in the Himble digital play suit.
They actually stole our
program and rewrote it
to make it look like
it was their idea.
I'm sorry to interrupt doctor Mallardo but
I found Mr. Chayken will want to know.
That's all right, eh, that's just a
that's quite a
Could you excuse us,
just a moment, please?
Have a look around.
Good work, Miss Powers. You
just earned yourself a bonus.
All right, listen up.
Everybody who listens to the message
gets peanut butter and a jelly sandwich,
and white bread, of course
- Eat up, Murphy.
- What, you ain't hungry?
- Smells like something died in here.
- I don't smell nothing.
Except maybe some new dog meat.
Bare your throats to the
biggest dog of all.
Somebody broke the square!
Who broke the square, Big Dog?
Dork parents and their
idiot politicians.
They said there was
enough to go around.
They let the foreigners in.
They squander your future
to poor people and bums.
They sure changed you man,
they stole your freedom
Those days are over!
Corporate America has finally answered
to the wake up call and joined us.
And we'll fight for
better tomorrow.
With their help, we've
already begun to clean up
the homeless vermin that
pollute old Detroit.
So, who will join us?
Who wants to make
the square whole?
Make the square whole!
Make the square whole!
Make the square whole!
Make the square whole!
- Where are you going, little dog?
- I heard your message.
Your message sucks!
I'm outta here.
You're not one of us.
You're kibbled.
Boys that don't play nice
don't get to play at all.
Drop the bats!
Freeze!
Stop it! Don't do it!
Freeze!
Hank
Cause of death?
Well, at hand I'd
have to say he died
because somebody
removed his brain.
- What, some kind of a satanic
ritual or something? - No-no-no.
It's not an usual "axe-him-up-hack-him-up"
psycho torch murder.
This is a work of a doctor.
- A doctor?
- It had to be.
His blood show traces of
tubocurarini chloride.
It's a neurological agent,
used to paralyze patients so
they don't go flipping around
during delicate
surgical procedures.
Right, right, that's what
the lab said was in this.
I found it where
Hank was last seen.
He looked dead, but he wasn't.
His eyes were still alive.
What's he doing?
The last image the deceased saw is after
preserved in the back of the retina.
Wait a sec, you mean we might be
able to ID old Hank's murderer?
Unless his eyes looked
someplace else.
Then you've got nothing.
- It's not clear.
- What I tell you
But it can be enhanced.
Great. I'll have OCP forensics
check of the shipping crate.
Excuse me.
I can't keep this
up much longer.
No, we've only been aerobic
for eight minutes.
- Don't wimp out on me now!
- Come on, baby.
- I'm beat.
- Just do it!
- Hello, who is it?
- Who do you think you're
Doc, calm down, I can't understand
anything you're saying!
- A catastrophe
- That's right,
just take a deep
breath, attaboy.
Okay, now what is the matter?
You are a stupid
worthless imbecile.
You said you take care of everything?
Well, guess what:
Robocop's on the case!
Robocop?
Doc, this isn't going
to be a problem,
I know a perfect man to
take care of Robocop.
This is highly unusual, Mr.
Chayken.
What's the problem, Warden?
This transfer has been approved by OCP, do
you want me to get your boss on the phone?
Oh, no-no-no, that
won't be necessary.
But just out of curiosity, what
exactly is the CyberSafe Concepts
planning to do with Delta
City's most dangerous criminal?
Have you ever heard of
doctor Cray Mallardo,
the brilliant cyberneticist?
Dr. Mallardo has taken
a personal interest
in applying of disturbed
psychopaths, like this poor fellow.
Perhaps with time, study and
a modicum of human kindness,
Mr. Morgan might one
day be able to make
a meaningful contribution
to the community.
Would you like that, Mr. Morgan?
All I ever wanted was
a chance to be good.
To a better understanding
of the criminal mind.
I always get bubbles up
my nose, he-he-he
Let's cut to the chase.
Now, you wouldn't get me out of
there if you didn't want something.
How right you are.
And what I want is to
give you an opportunity
to go down in history
as the man who killed Robocop.
40 millimeter, armor-piercing.
Cobra assault cannon.
- Nice.
- Stare at the art, Pudface.
May I call you Pudface?
Sure thing, poodle boy.
Wait a sec. Did I hear
you right, partner?
Cray Mallardo, the scientist?
- He's OCP, you be careful.
- According to the retinal scan,
he was the last person
to see the victim alive.
I'm on my way.
Excellent.
Dr. Cray Mallardo,
you're under arrest.
I don't I don't understand,
what are the charges?
- The suspicion of murder.
- Murder?
Murder, that's ludicrous!
I'm a scientist, my work
benefits all mankind.
You have the right
to remain silent,
anything you say can and will be
used against you in accord of law.
Oh Aaah, no!
No please, don't beat me again,
aaah! No, it hurts!
Excuse me, officer,
I'd like to report a
crime in progress.
- Where?
- About right where you're standing.
See you in hell, Robocop!
Nice shooting, Puddles!
Officer down!
What took you so long, you don't
know what I've been through.
Come on, doc!
- Drive!
- Hang on!
It's time for.
Commander Cash!
Weapon crime, moral decay,
the city's going to heck!
But what can we do?
You can come with me!
Commander Cash!
Fight crime with our
strong economy
and these!
Credit cards!
Be a superhero!
Be a supershopper!
The OCP supercard! No
annual membership fee
and still at the low low
38% annual interest rate!
The people of Detroit
lost a hero yesterday
when Robocop was destroyed
in a criminal ambush
by escaped psychopath William
Ray 'Pudface' Morgan.
But today Robocop's illustrious
crime-fighting reputation
was tarnished by allegations
of police misconduct.
No, I don't know what he wanted
but he was out of control
as it's abundantly clear
from the videotape
that I turned over
to the authorities.
MediaBreak has obtained
the copy of this tape.
We want to warn the more sensitive viewers
they may find the following images disturbing.
At Public Works, Chip Chayken,
vice-president, "Cybersafe
Concepts", had this to say:
We here at OCP would
like everybody to try
to remember the good
things about Robocop
and not let this truly
unfortunate final episode
tarnish what otherwise has been
a sterling career.
Rest in peace, Robocop.
No, Murphy Charlie.
- Just a second Yeah?
- He's
- Is he dead?
- Yeah.
The way the suits are
talking, it might as well be.
Now he's able to preserve his organics but it
will cost a fortune to bring him back online.
According to the
guy on the right,
OCP's not paying.
Lippencot!
What do you mean, OCP's
not paying for this?
This man did more to fight crime in the city
than any other police officer in its history.
- Who are you?
- Officer Lisa Madigan.
He was my friend and my partner.
Well, that says a lot about the
pathetic side of your social life.
You see, that is not a man.
That is a machine.
And the machine belongs to OCP.
Now, why don't you be a good cop
and go and busy yourself with
some sort of police work?
I have reasons to believe
that doctor Cray Mallardo,
the man Robocop
had under arrest,
may be involved in several homicides.
Now, what do you think about that?
That is absurd. Doctor
Mallardo is a scientist
of unimpeachable integrity.
I know him personally.
Oh, then maybe you can explain
why the body in the morgue
with no brain has a latent image
of Mallardo on its retina?
Body? I don't know
anything about bodies.
I'm an executive. This
is just another example
of the police trying
to blame the victim.
We'll see about that.
I can't believe
you let the cops find
that old bum's body.
Hey, it was a glitch.
But it's been handled,
for sure this time.
The body and the
eyeball are toast.
I'm sure that all of
us gathered here today
have experienced their
share of gridlock.
In a workplace, on the highways,
even in our own homes.
But today represents
an end to all that.
A brave new world
where things work the
way they were meant to.
And the service of
their creators.
Without further ado, Metronet.
Lights, please
An entire city under the control
of a single powerful computer,
NeuroBrain.
Unbelievable.
To the future!
There he goes, look at him.
Doing what he does best: Taking
credit for other people's work!
The idiot, his lack of
vision is appalling,
even he believes that NeuroBrain
was built to run traffic lights.
Well, let him have his
little day in the sun.
It will be his last.
- Oh my God!
- What? What? What's the matter?
I I saw my secretary.
My former secretary,
- I saw her face in there!
- Chip, Chip, Chip, come here.
Chip, come here, come on.
Come on, Chip.
Listen to me, Chip.
Men who seek to change the world
cannot afford the luxury
of the guilty conscience.
It's all in your mind, Chip.
It's all in your mind,
yes. Now
Now
it's time to show
the OCP chairman
who has the whip hand
Well, the show's over at OCP.
Now, it's time for
dinner, little drinkies
and shop talk, maybe even a
little hanky-fanky in a hot tub
with miss Walkenhomper
from the home office.
This Metronet thing looks big.
We've got a prototype in works but,
frankly, we can't crack the hardware.
It's hard to believe the second-rater
like Mallardo pulled it off.
I don't think I've ever met a more
pompous guy, what's his problem?
He's got his head stuck far in where the sun
doesn't shine. If you know what I mean.
Ooh, that remark will cost you.
Wow.
They don't teach you that at
the Harward business school.
Murderers!
Did you hear that?
Now you have me
imagining things.
Old Hank is ashes and
so is the evidence.
Case is fried, Murphy.
Sure could use your
help right about now.
Oh, come in, Dr. Mallardo.
I wanted to thank
you personally,
that was quite a demonstration
you put on last night.
Yes, well, it was entirely
for your benefit.
My Metronet is a
glowing success.
I was referring to the
mishap with the elevator.
The elevator? You had
something to do with that?
Yes, yes, I had everything
to do with it, old man
everything in the world.
You see,
I control NeuroBrain,
NeuroBrain controls
your Metronet,
and Metronet controls,
well, everything.
Including the elevators.
You catch my drift.
- You're not implying
- Yes, I am, I am
I am implying.
From this moment forward, I control
the destiny of Delta City.
You have 36 hours to drop
the necessary papers
- and make our new arrangement legal.
- Never.
I will never allow
you or anyone else
to usurp the authority I have
worked so hard to maintain.
Oh
um
gee
Oh, there's one thing.
You should take the stairs
on your way out tonight or
that just might be
your final answer.
Mallardo's computer has
invaded every system at OCP.
He's locked us out
of all our files and
he's got fiscal control
of the entire company.
What kind of options do we have?
I wish I could tell you. If we bring in the
cops, the SCC will demand full disclosure.
Oh, terrific. That means I'd
have to face the stockholders.
I hope you gentlemen are
enjoying the day one
of my little siege. I know I am.
And if you don't
comply with my demands
tomorrow will be
much, much worse.
There must be some
way to stop him!
Oh, gee
For God's sake, don't use the
elevator
Now, let's see
how OCP does without
its executive staff.
Not this time you don't.
Who are you?
When you murder someone, the least
you could do is remember their name.
It's fantastic.
Your brain is in there and you,
if you could still be called
you, I don't know if you had
well, it doesn't matter,
doesn't matter, you are busy
performing thousands of tasks
simultaneously, all over the city.
- Like what kind of tasks?
- Well, running the subways,
the hospitals, water
treatment plants,
the electric company,
airports, you name it;
You're running it!
- I'm running the entire city?
- Uh-huh.
Yes, I knew I was
executive material.
Okay, if my brain is in there,
- where is the rest of me?
- Ah yes.
Well, um you see,
with your brain gone, the rest
of your body was quite useless
and it was it
was disposed of.
- Disposed of?
- Disposed of, yes.
That was a perfectly good body.
No wrinkles, no stretch
marks, very little cellulite.
Do you know how I
starved myself?
I haven't even had a
dessert in a year.
When I get out of here,
I'm gonna kill you!
Well, fortunately for me,
you can't get out of there.
I mean not alive, anyway.
Then I'll crash the city
board and take me with it.
Just think about
what you'd be doing.
It would be all the traffic
accidents, deluding, the chaos,
not to mention all those poor
little sick babies on
life support systems
in hospitals all over the city.
- Babies?
- Little-little babies.
What are you trying to pull?
Well, check your memory banks.
You're right. There're
currently 35 infants
in critical condition in 16
metropolitan city hospitals.
And they're all
dependent on you.
I'm not going to
listen to you anymore.
I didn't ask for this
kind of responsibility.
You poor, poor baby.
You have more power than any
woman who has ever lived
and you want to go back to
be somebody's secretary.
You don't deserve your fate.
Sarge. I've got to talk to you, something
weird is going on in the Ripper case.
What, are you looking for trouble? You
were ordered to stay out of that.
Sarge, just hear me out, okay?
Robo told me he had evidence
linking Dr. Cray Mallardo
to the Dogtown murders,
and the other day I run into
this VIP creep named Chayken
who got real nervous when I
asked him about the VIP doctor.
- Well, I guess that explains this, huh?
- What's this?
Looks like you ruffled
a few feathers at OCP.
Traffic? Come on,
Sarge, what is this?
I just aced the
test for detective.
Yeah, but you flunked the departmental
politics protocol, Madigan.
Rule number one: Never ever
let the brass know you're
smarter than they are.
Crock.
Metro South.
Sergeant Parks? I want
to report a crime.
This would better not
be who I think it is.
Fanny Lamour says she's
taking care of kids.
But she's really sending
them off to Dogtown.
She's a liar in a first degree.
- Tastes one I know, huh, kid?
- I'm not a liar anymore.
I'm a good citizen now, honest.
Hey you! Get away
from the phone!
I wish I could help
you, little one.
Get in there with
the other children
and watch TV like
you're supposed to!
It's so good 4 out of 5 doctors
of the Omnimediplex recommend
it to stop diarrhoea.
- Try "No-Go".
- They're lean,
they're mean, and
they're your marines.
Marines posing nude for charity.
The Corps says no, but
what do you think?
And if naked sweaty marines
aren't your thing,
then phone in and tell
me what's on your mind.
I am so sorry to bust in like
this, I'm officer Lisa Madigan,
- I'm a friend of Robocop's.
- Where are you coming?
Wait, wait, the police are always
welcome at Omni-Consumer Products.
- What can I do for you, officer?
- Robocop has evidence
that will incriminate Dr. Cray
Mallardo and the Dogtowners,
you've got to put him back
online or our killer goes free.
Can a felon run a
publicly held company?
No sir, that would
be against the law.
- Sir, what are you doing?
- OCP will assist
the Detroit police department in
their investigation of Dr. Mallardo.
But to ensure the safety
of all OCP employees,
I think it prudent to allow
Mallardo to think he has won.
Doc! We've got big trouble!
Listen, this is important,
Robocop is being
put back online!
I need you to help me think
about how to him.
I said shut up!
Get in the car.
I don't think it can
wait, it's important
I don't think she will be
able to hear us in here.
- Who?
- Your ex-secretary, that's who.
Diana Powers? She's dead!
Not exactly
And so, there you
are, my friend.
The frontiers of science
are full of surprises.
What we have here
is a new form of intelligence,
a completely unique melding
of human and machine,
it's it's a miracle.
I say we kill it.
Yes, well, of course,
but carefully.
The trick is to
exterminate the ghost
without harming the delicate
NeuroBrain interface.
How you're gonna do that?
Darn it!
I don't know, the
miller board shot,
I've got to treat its old pulmonary
filters, and replacements aren't here yet,
on account that they gotta come
from a company in Japan, and
- well, there's a frame damage
- Can you do it?
Well, I guess with some luck
yes sir, I believe we can.
Then get to it.
You heard what the man said.
Let's go.
Let's power him up.
He had a tough day, but
he's responding now.
We can have him online
in the next 24 hours.
But right now he
needs a sleep cycle.
So do you.
We're all pulling for you, son.
We're counting on you
to set things right.
Hi there. How we
doing, bucket-boy?
You know, it's my understanding that you're
in possession of certain information
that could lead to the conviction
of one doctor Cray Mallardo.
That's a Robo no-no.
Let's see what 50 million zoiden
gausses can do to help your
total recall.
- All right, turn him on.
- Oh, very exciting.
How soon after we get the statement
can you move on Mallardo?
Well, we've got a judge
standing by to sign a warrant,
a team of detectives to make
the arrest; An hour, perhaps.
All right, bring him
up to full power.
He's online.
- Hey, how are you feeling?
- Welcome back to Metro South.
Tell us everything you
know about Cray Mallardo.
Hey, are you all right?
Who are you?
Lippencot?
There's nothing wrong with the circuits.
It's gotta be organic.
I just signed my company
over to a madman!
Madigan, you assured me Robocop could
incriminate him. What's wrong with him?
Well, it looks to me like it's
caught into delta wave degeneration.
- Will you please speak English, Lippencot?
- Amnesia.
Blow it.
Who am I?
This is really
frustrating Sarge.
I can't stand it, getting away
with murder and we've got nothing.
Look, without a witness or some
kind of physical evidence,
- no judge will assure warrant for Mallardo.
- Okay, let's make a case, all right?
Some Dogtown boy at the crash pad
where I found old Hank's body
- was bragging about some deal at OCP.
- Dogtown?
That orphan kid Gadget
told me a crazy story
about a suit with a syringe
attacking some old guy in Dogtown.
Well, maybe that's not so crazy
'cause a hypocartridge I found
had a schedule one chemical in it that
only a doctor could have access to.
- Mallardo?
- Mallardo.
Now, why would you be kill
homeless people in Old Detroit?
Well, if we can answer that question
we'll crack this case wide open.
All right, I'll pay a visit to Family Services
and have a little talk with Lamour
That's great. You know I tagged one
of those punks the other night?
I'll hit the streets, I'll scan every Dogtowner
I know, maybe we can turn a witness.
Open this door! Open this door!
All right, cut it open.
I have designed a virus
to clear out NeuroBrain;
Unfortunately, there will
be a few side-effects:
Brownouts, blackouts
and, generally speaking,
a complete breakdown
in a long order.
Doc, that's rough. How
long is that gonna last?
Well, it depends on how much
cyberspace she occupies.
Now listen, Chip. I am
concerned that my enemies
at OCP and in the
police department
might use the coming chaos to
mount an assault against me.
Come on, doc, Robocop is toast.
You've won.
I need protection!
So, in your latest project,
Fried Green Lasagne,
it seems you've taken a stand
against vulturous violence.
- What's that all about?
- Boys, this place is dump.
Well, Umberto, the modern
man's got to get in touch
with his feminine
sides, you know?
I have found a child
in question, Gadget,
but she's only eight years old and
I'm afraid it's past her bedtime.
I'll have to ask you
to come back tomorrow.
What is going on here? I'm on,
I got a movie star in here!
Umberto, Umberto. Boy do I
have a story for you! Hey!
Okay, all right. What's the story
you've got here, little one?
"I live at Family Services.
It's really a nasty place"
Well,
I guess I know where my little
friend learned how to lie.
What the
Got business with
the big guy here.
- Be my guest.
- Um hi there.
Um we don't really know each other, and
this is going to be a strange to meet,
but I have a feeling that
we've got a lot in common.
Wow, someone really
messed you up in here.
Let me take a look
There's the problem.
I remember.
I'm at Public Works.
The same guy who tried to kill
you is trying to kill me.
Please, come as fast as you can.
Wait a second, tell
me about Mallardo!
Mallardo's wanted for murder.
- Did you hear that?
- Ah! What's going? Did I miss something?
Murder. Murder!
This is Pudface, he's in charge.
Hey, I don't know anything about
this guy, what are his politics?
Does he even know
what we stand for?
Do as I say or I'll kill you.
How'd you like them
politics, huh?
Chip, Chip, Chip.
These guys have their minds
tight into their behinds.
If the heat gets turned up,
their butter is going to melt.
- You know what I'm saying?
- Don't worry about it.
They're going to be the bait,
you're going to be the hook.
Our security concepts manufactures
some pretty nifty light artillery
that'll make you look like a one man army.
Come on, you wanna see it?
Just a minute All right.
I like you.
You're all very good boys.
I don't care how you do it,
don't let anyone in that door.
- Do you understand?
- Yeah.
Very good.
Come on, boys! Let's
make the square whole!
Ears up! This is big
time now, doggies.
OCP has got a
special job for us.
Alright, we gonna take
on the cops, man.
Hey, look!
Hey, it's the Murphy kid! There's the
reason the traitors snitched us.
- There he is!
- Get him!
Make dogmeat out of him!
You're dead, kid!
Okay, let's go boys,
build the forts.
Build the army.
Build a new square!
Yeah, he's a snake.
Eat my shorts, douche-bag.
Jeez!
Police, hold it! Drop the gun,
lie face on the ground, now!
Drop all of it, now!
On the ground!
Give me your hand!
You're squeezing my fingers
Shut up, punk.
Central, send a porta-perp
to Edzel and Nader.
Tagger ID number 6684,
officer Madigan, Lisa.
Dogtown incident,
March 6, 21:00 hours.
All right, what did you
do to make them so mad?
I don't know, I don't wanna
join their stupid game.
- What's your name, tough guy?
- Jimmy. Jimmy Murphy.
I know you, your dad was a cop, right?
Alex Murphy.
Yeah, but he got killed.
It sure messed up my mom.
I know your mom, too, Nancy.
So I wonder what your dad would think if he
knew his son turned out to be a Dogtown boy?
I'm not a Dogtowner. I
went to Family Services
'cause I didn't want to
live with my mom anymore.
Some counsellor there told me I
was right for the Dogtown boys.
All right, listen. I want you to come down to
the station and talk to my sergeant, all right?
- You're gonna put me in jail?
- Not if you have a place to stay.
Oh, it won't do any good to throw a
tantrum, it is too late for that now.
Oh, I don't know, I don't know;
A man can work all his life,
create something
truly magnificent
and all it takes is one woman
to completely screw it up.
This particular virus uses a
transcendental number to seek out
and delete all
non-essential data
oh, that's you, by the way.
Boy, Umberto was surprised that you
came all the way down here to get me.
- You must like me.
- Yeah?
Maybe I started, little one.
BD-10, come in. BD-10, code 1.
BD-10, I'm on the air, go.
BD-10, we have classified
unusual occurrence.
City wide mass of power failure
with widespread looting potential.
BD-10, if it can walk and talk
I want it in uniform and I
want it on the street now.
Roger, BD-10. All units
on frequency, stand by.
We have a city-wide unusual occurrence.
Metro South units one.
Blackouts and power failures
Listen, doggies. We're
gonna howl tonight.
The cops try to get by us,
dust them. Build the
wall, let's go!
Soak it good, pour
that gas on them,
make the square strong!
All right!
Torching!
- This guy is crazy!
- One lousy cop?
We're gonna kill him!
Come quietly or there
will be trouble.
Let him have it! Charge him!
Come on!
Go back to school, punk.
Book him!
Well, you just better hope that oblivion
is not as dreadful as it sounds.
Wow!
You stay here.
You again?
How many times do I
need to take you out?
You're under arrest, Morgan.
In your dreams, robot!
I'm gonna open you up
like a tin can, tin man!
- You stay in the car, all right?
- Yeah.
Hey, do me a favor,
call your mom, huh?
You have the right
to remain silent.
It was a lucky shot,
you sack of bolts.
Come on, let's go. Move it.
Doc, it's Robocop.
He's coming your way.
Please, help me
Robo!
Why? Why are you helping her?
Can't you see she's
ruining everything?
She's got to be stopped!
Got to get the human
out of the machine!
Stop!
She's gone.
She's gone!
I killed her. I had
to kill her twice,
- but the shrew is finally dead!
- You are under arrest.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you.
Not again.
She's back!
How come there was never a guy like
you around when I was still a girl?
Glad to be of assistance, ma'am.
Excuse me, I have to arrest Dr.
Mallardo.
Don't worry, he won't get far.
- What've we got, Sarge?
- Hang on, Madigan.
Oh, don't shoot.
Chip Chayken, OCP.
Boy, am I glad to
see you, fellows.
This is the creep I told you
about, that's Mallardo's friend.
Yes, I guess we can
safely say this.
That Mallardo had us all fooled.
Thank God for Robocop, anyway he's
in there kicking ass right now.
- It's him!
- Who's him?
The Dogtown Ripper!
I don't know what
you're talking about.
- But I do know you're lying.
- He's the one who gave old Hank a shot.
I think she's telling the truth.
Madigan, your case, your call.
You are under arrest, big shot.
Now, nobody moves,
or she gets it!
Listen to me carefully!
I'm going to the airport, and
I'm getting out on an airplane.
Drop it.
- Stay back, you big pile of deadhole!
- Just shoot him, Robo!
I mean it, turn back or I'll turn
this piggy here into a statue!
Don't get personal pal!
Oh, great.
No, stop!
Come on, take this guy!
Oh please, please
she's everywhere
she controls
everything, oh God
Well, I can assure you that OCP
does not condone any of Mr.
Chayken's actions.
We feel he's been under
a lot of stress.
She's coming! Oh, she's coming!
Oh mommy!
Chip! Chip!
It's sad, really,
the criminal mind.
The guilt must build until it
rips them apart at the sips.
I suppose.
Well, excuse me.
I've got a company to run.
Helmet, please.
Well, I guess it's time to get you
back to Family services, huh?
No, I hate that place.
Well, I guess that means somebody's
gonna have to adopt you.
Oh!
Okay, come on, come on.
- He must be here, he called me.
- Sorry, ma'am, no one's
- Nancy, over here!
- Madigan!
All right, let her through!
- Have you seen Jimmy?
- He's fine, he's fine,
he's right over there in my car.
Oh, Jimmy,
- I was so worried about you.
- Don't worry, mom, I'm okay.
How about now, Murph?
No.
They need a husband
and a father.
- I can't be that.
- They're your family, Murphy.
Yes.
And I can protect them.
At Metro South today, they
were handing out gold shields
to the lucky few who managed
to make the rank of detective,
including the spunky
young officer
who solved the
Dogtown Ripper case.
We'll be back with more of
MediaBreak right after this.
The Rainbow playroom.
Pleasant, cheerful, but
take another look.
Beneath its cotton candy
facade this so called paradise
for lost and lonely
children is in fact
a grim Gulag preserved
over by this
uncaring and ruthless
administrator, Fanny Lamour.
For the Love of Children
show-host resigned as
vice-president of OCP's
Family Services division,
following the allegations
of gross misconduct.
We'll have the whole, sorted
story for you right here,
tonight with me, Umberto Ortega.
And finally, order has been
restored throughout Detroit tonight
after one of the most chaotic
incidents in this city's history.
A blue ribbon panel
appointed by mayor Friendly
has determined that a computer glitch inadvertently
turned off all the city's utilities.
Machines: Can't live with them,
can't live without them.