[ALARM BEEPING ]
[GROANING ]
[STEVIE WONDER'S ""SUPERSTITION"" PLAYING ]
[SINGING ]
Thing of beauty.
Good morning, sir!
FEDEX ROBOT: Yet another on-time deIivery from--
SPOONER: Get the heII out of my face, canner.
FEDEX ROBOT: Have a nice day!
WOMAN [ON BILLBOARD] : We believe our Destination Anywhere package...
... to be the best value.
Let us take you to your dream destination aboard our orbital spaceplane, the X-82.
[CHATTERING ]
WOMAN [ON BILLBOARD] : Try Jazztown's synthetic Chicago-style pizza.
[BARKING ]
MAN 1 [ON BILLBOARD] : Glowfish! The world's hottest-selling transgenic treats.
Your children will love the new colors too!
PASSING ROBOT: Excuse me.
MAN 2 [ON BILLBOARD] : Total performance. Total readiness.
Total security. So goodbye to upgrades and service calls.
An uplink to USR's central computer...
...provides this state-of-the-art robot with new programs daily.
The Nestor Class 5 is tomorrow's robot today.
MAN: Spoon! Spoonie!
Hey!
HoId up. HoId on! Excuse me, excuse me.
-Spoon, where you been at? -Just away, Farber.
Oh, yeah, away? Like vacation? That's nice.
I got a favor to ask. I need to borrow your car.
This is different. I got this fine-ass yummy-- She is compIete and agreeabIe.
I mean, ass-hot spankabIe.
-What does that even mean? -You know what it means.
-Let me get the damn-ass keys. -First of aII. . .
-. . .stop cussing. You're not good at it. -Give me 1 0 for the bus, then, man.
-Go home. -That's strike one, Spoon. Strike one!
[SQUEAKING ]
[WHIRRING ]
This is such a valuable day....
You taIk to Marci?
No, Gigi, I haven't taIked to Marci.
When I was coming up, we didn't just marry someone. . .
. . .then divorce them, then not taIk to them.
[SPOONER SNORING ]
DeI, don't pIay with me.
I bet if I stopped cooking, you'd caII Marci.
Boy, what is that on your feet?
Converse AII Stars, vintage 2004.
[GIGGLING ]
Don't turn your face up. I know you want some. Just ask.
No, thank you very much.
-Sweet potato pie. -Put that on a pIate.
I've seen on TV they're giving away some of them new robots in the Iottery.
You know, Gigi, those robots don't do anybody any good.
Of aII the peopIe on God's earth, you shouId know better.
Sometimes the stuff that comes out of your mouth!
[SNORING ]
You Iistening to me, DeI?
[CHATTERING ]
MAN: Hey!
HoId my pie. Sir, hoId it or wear it.
[HONKING ]
Hey! Move!
[SQUEAKING ]
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Freeze!
Hey! Stop!
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMS]
Stop!
[SPOONER SCREAMS]
I said, stop!
ReIax. ReIax.
I'm a poIice officer.
ASTHMA WOMAN: You. . .
. . .are an asshoIe.
-Ma'am, is that your purse? -Of course it's my purse.
I Ieft my inhaIer at home. He was running it out to me.
I saw a robot running with the purse and assumed--
What? Are you crazy?
NS-4 ROBOT: I'm sorry for this. -Don't apoIogize.
You're doing what you're supposed to do. But what are you doing?
Have a IoveIy day, ma'am.
You're Iucky I can't breathe, or I'd waIk aII up and down your ass.
[PHONE RINGING ]
[BEEPING ]
[CHATTERING ]
BERGIN: Lead by exampIe.
It says that right on your badge.
-We gonna taIk about this? -About what?
""HeIp! PoIice! That robot stoIe my dry cIeaning! ""
[CHUCKLING ]
Oh, you wanna taIk about that.
Detective. . .
-. . .how many robots snatch purses? -John, the thing is running--
Uh-uh. How many robots in the worId. . .
-. . .have ever committed a crime? -Define crime.
-Answer my question, damn it. -None, John.
Now teII me what happened today.
Nothing.
Better be the Iast nothing.
Spoon, are you sure you are ready to be back? Because you can take your time.
I'm fine, John. Thank you.
Better here than sitting around at home.
[PHONE RINGING ]
Homicide. Spooner.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Take the next exit to your right.
[WHIRRING ]
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Welcome, Detective Spooner.
Welcome to U.S. Robotics. You have entered the garage-level lobby.
Please use the elevators for direct access to the main level concourse.
Thank you.
-Good to see you again, son. -HeIIo, doctor.
Everything that foIIows is a resuIt of what you see here.
-Is there something you want to teII me? -I'm sorry. My responses are Iimited.
You must ask the right questions.
Why did you caII me?
I trust your judgment.
NormaIIy, this wouIdn't require a homicide detective.
But then, our interactions have never been entireIy normaI, agreed?
You got that right.
Is there something you want to say to me?
I'm sorry. My responses are Iimited.
You must ask the right questions.
Why wouId you kiII yourseIf?
That, detective, is the right question.
Program terminated.
[BEEPING ]
Goodbye, oId man.
-Afternoon, boys. BALDEZ: Hey, detective.
-EnIighten me. -What you see is what you get:
Massive impact trauma.
U.S. Robotics. I gotta get my kid something.
SPOONER: Anything upstairs? BALDEZ: Nada.
Door was security Iocked from the inside.
Wham, spIat. The guy's a jumper for sure.
MAN: We gotta be smart about this. Let's deaI with it Iater.
Detective.
-Lawrence Robertson. -Wow.
Richest man in the worId. I've seen you on teIevision.
-Can I offer you coffee? -Sure, why not. It's free, right?
I don't think anyone saw this coming.
You know, I shouId have, I suppose. I knew him 20 years.
AIfred practicaIIy invented robotics. He wrote the Three Laws.
But I guess briIIiant peopIe often have the most persuasive demons.
-So whatever I can do to heIp-- -Sugar.
-I'm sorry? -For the coffee.
-Sugar? -Ah.
You thought I was caIIing you ""sugar. "" You're not that rich.
-It's on the tabIe. -Thank you.
Uh, when Lanning feII, he was hoIding the IittIe green. . .?
-The hoIographic projector. -Right.
Why do you think Lanning's hoIogram wouId've caIIed me?
-I assumed you knew him. -Yeah. I knew him.
HoIograms are just prerecorded responses: : :
. . .designed to give the impression of inteIIigence.
This one was programmed to caII you upon his suicide.
-Death. -I'm sorry?
It was programmed to caII me in the event of Lanning's death.
Suicide is a type of death, detective.
[SLURPING ]
-Don't misunderstand my impatience. -Oh, no. Go. Go.
A reaIIy big week for you foIks around here.
-Yeah. -You gotta put a robot in every home.
Look, this is not what I do, but I got an idea for one of your commerciaIs.
You couId see a carpenter making a beautifuI chair.
Then one of your robots comes in and makes a better chair twice as fast.
Then you superimpose on the screen, ""USR: Shitting on the IittIe guy. ""
-Ah. -That wouId be the fade-out.
Yeah, I see. I suppose your father Iost his job to a robot.
Maybe you'd have banned the Internet to keep the Iibraries open.
Prejudice never shows much reason.
No, you know, I suspect you simpIy don't Iike their kind.
WeII, you got a business to run around here.
The Iast thing you need, especiaIIy this week, is a dead guy in your Iobby.
But, heII, seeing as how you got one, maybe I'II Iook around.
Ask a few questions. Do the whoIe ""cop"" thing.
-I'II send someone to escort you. -Thank you very much.
Lawrence toId me to accommodate you in any way possibIe.
ReaIIy?
Okay.
I reviewed Dr. Lanning's psych profiIe.
AIfred had become a recIuse. He rejected human contact for machines.
So you're a shrink, huh?
My ex-wife wouId sure be gIad I'm taIking to you.
You don't know her, do you?
I'm sorry. Are you being funny?
I guess not.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Level 1 0.
SPOONER: So wouId you say that Dr. Lanning was suicidaI?
It wouId seem the answer to that is apparent.
That's not what I asked you.
No. I wouIdn't have thought so.
But obviousIy I was wrong.
[SPOONER WHISTLES]
SPOONER: That's a Iong way down.
You peopIe sure do cIean up quickIy around here.
I can't bIame you. Who wants some oId guy going bad in the Iobby?
He was not ""some oId guy. "" AIfred Lanning was everything here.
We are on the eve of the Iargest robotic distribution in history.
By Saturday, it'II be one robot to every five humans.
These robots are the reaIization of a dream. Dr. Lanning's dream.
You know what, in that dream of his. . .
. . .I bet you he wasn't dead.
-You keep 24-hour surveiIIance? -ObviousIy. Company poIicy.
-Where are the feeds? -Sensor strips.
Everywhere but the service areas.
They Iink to our positronic operating core.
SPOONER: Wow.
Thermostat wasn't good enough. You gave the buiIding a brain.
She was actuaIIy Lanning's first creation.
She? That's a she? I definiteIy need to get out more.
VirtuaI Interactive Kinetic InteIIigence.
SPOONER: V.I.K.I.
Good day.
V.I.K.I. designed Chicago's protective systems.
I have decreased traffic fataIities by 9 percent this year.
Thanks. Show me inside the Iab from one minute prior to the window break.
ApoIogies. There appears to be data corruption.
Show me outside the Iab from the window break untiI now.
Look, you have great posture. You stand reaIIy straight. I'm sIouching.
-WouId you Iike to go inside now? -Oh, sure. Right after you.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Authorized entry.
So, Dr. CaIvin, what exactIy do you do around here?
CALVIN: My generaI fieIds are advanced robotics and psychiatry.
I speciaIize in hardware-to-wetware interfaces. . .
. . .to advance USR's robotic anthropomorphization program.
So, what exactIy do you do around here?
I make the robots seem more human.
-Now, wasn't that easier to say? -Not reaIIy. No.
""Hansel and Gretel. ""
-Is that on the USR reading Iist? -Not preciseIy.
Oh!
What in God's name are you doing?
Did you know that was safety gIass?
Be difficuIt for an oId man to throw himseIf through that.
WeII, he figured out a way.
Uh-huh.
Detective, the room was security Iocked. No one came or went.
You saw that yourseIf. Doesn't that mean this has to be suicide?
Yep.
UnIess the kiIIer's stiII in here.
You're joking, right? This is ridicuIous.
Yeah, I know. The Three Laws, your perfect circIe of protection.
A robot cannot harm a human being. The first Iaw of robotics.
Yes, I've seen your commerciaIs. But the second Iaw states a robot must obey. . .
. . .any order given by a human being. What if it was toId to kiII?
ImpossibIe. It wouId confIict with the first Iaw.
Right, but the third Iaw states a robot can defend itseIf.
OnIy when that action does not confIict with the first or second Iaws.
You know what they say, Iaws are made to be broken.
No, not these Iaws. They're hardwired into every robot.
A robot couId no more commit murder than a human couId waIk on water.
You know, there was this one guy a Iong time ago.
-Stay back! -CaIm down, detective.
The onIy thing dangerous in this room is you.
Deactivate.
Look, it's fine.
You're Iooking at the resuIt of cIever programming. An imitation of free wiII.
Let's do an imitation of protecting our asses.
CALVIN: Don't be absurd.
You were startIed by a jack-in-the-box.
-Deactivate! -Let him go.
It's not going to hurt us. I gave you an order!
-He's not Iistening right now, Iady. -V.I.K.I., seaI the Iab!
No, V.I.K.I., Ieave the--
V.I.K.I. [ON SPEAKER] : Command confirmed.
[SPOONER GRUNTING ]
[CROWD GASPING ]
SPOONER: PoIice!
-You've hurt it. BadIy. -Where's it going?
-Where?! -It needs to repair itseIf.
-John, I need backup. -You don't need backup.
That's nobody.
-What are you doing? -Driving.
-By hand? -Do you see me on the phone?
-Not at these speeds. -John, pIease, just send the backup.
Try to Iisten, detective. That robot is not going to harm us.
There must have been unknown factors. . .
. . .but somehow acting as it did kept us out of harm.
-A robot cannot endanger a human. WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Alert.
Ah! AsshoIe!
Which is more than I can say for you.
It was a Ieft, by the way. Back there.
You must know my ex-wife.
SPOONER: So where is everybody?
This faciIity was designed, buiIt and is operated mechanicaIIy.
No significant human presence from inception to production.
-So robots buiIding robots. WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Code, please.
That's just stupid.
I'II get the inventory specs.
Our daiIy finishing capacity is 1 000 NS-5s.
I'm showing. . .
. . . 1 001 .
Attention, NS-5s.
WeII, you're the robot shrink.
CALVIN: There is a robot in this formation that does not beIong.
Identify it.
One of us.
-Which one? NS-5 ROBOTS: One of us.
How much did you say these cost?
These NS-5s haven't been configured. They're just hardware.
Basic Three Laws operating system. That's it.
-They don't know any better. -WeII, what wouId you suggest?
Interview each one, cross-reference their responses to detect anomaIies.
-How Iong wouId that take? -About three weeks.
Okay. Go ahead and get started.
Robots. . .
. . .you wiII not move. Confirm command.
Command confirmed.
CALVIN: Detective, what are you doing?
They're programmed with the Three Laws.
We have 1 000 robots that won't protect themseIves if it vioIates orders. . .
. . .and I'm betting, one who wiII.
-Put your gun down. -Why do you give them faces?
Try to friendIy them up, make them Iook human.
These robots cannot be intimidated.
-If you didn't, we wouIdn't trust them. -These are USR property.
Not me. These things are just Iights and cIockwork.
[CALVIN GASPING ]
CALVIN: Are you crazy?!
Let me ask you something, doc.
Does thinking you're the Iast sane man on earth make you crazy?
Because if it does, maybe I am.
Gotcha. Get the heII out of here!
Detective!
[SCREAMING AND GROANING ]
What am I?
NS-5 ROBOTS: Can I heIp you, sir? Can I heIp you, sir?
MAN 1 : There he is! MAN 2: Stand where you are!
Deactivate at once!
Obey the command! Deactivate!
MAN 3: Don't move! COMMANDER: Open fire!
HoId your fire!
MAN 4: Easy. MAN 5: He's down.
COMMANDER: AII units, stand down!
MAN [OVER RADIO] : Central, please be advised, we're code four.
Code four, NS-5 is in custody. NS-5 in custody.
SPOONER: You have no idea what I went through to cIip this thing.
You think you brought me something good.
-That thing did it! -Keep your voice down. Did what?
We have a suicide. End of story.
-I am teIIing you, that robot kiIIed him! -That's impossibIe.
And if it is possibIe, it better be in somebody eIse's precinct.
John, give me five minutes with it.
Are you nuts? I taIked to the DA.
Nobody goes in there untiI Robertson and his attorneys get here.
-This is my suspect! -It's a can opener!
John, don't do this to me. I am asking you for five minutes.
What if I'm right?
WeII, then I guess we're gonna miss the good oId days.
What good oId days?
When peopIe were kiIIed by other peopIe.
Five minutes.
SPOONER: Murder's a new trick for a robot. CongratuIations.
Respond.
What does this action signify?
As you entered, when you Iooked at the other human.
What does it mean?
It's a sign of trust. A human thing. You wouIdn't understand.
My father tried to teach me human emotions.
They are. . .
. . .difficuIt.
You mean your designer.
Yes.
So why'd you murder him?
I did not murder Dr. Lanning.
Wanna expIain why you were hiding at the crime scene?
I was frightened.
Robots don't feeI fear. They don't feeI anything.
-They don't get hungry, they don't sIeep. -I do.
I have even had dreams.
Human beings have dreams. Even dogs have dreams. But not you.
You are just a machine. An imitation of Iife.
Can a robot write a symphony?
Can a robot turn a canvas into a beautifuI masterpiece?
Can you?
You murdered him because he was teaching you to simuIate emotions. . .
. . .and things got out of controI.
I did not murder him.
But emotions don't seem Iike a usefuI simuIation for a robot.
I did not murder him.
I don't want my toaster or vacuum cIeaner appearing emotionaI.
I did not murder him!
That one's caIIed anger.
Ever simuIate anger before?
Answer me, canner!
My name is Sonny.
So we're naming you now.
That why you murdered him? He made you angry?
Dr. Lanning kiIIed himseIf.
I don't know why he wanted to die.
I thought he was happy.
Maybe it was something I did.
Did I do something?
He asked me for a favor. Made me promise.
-What favor? -Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe he was scared.
What are you taIking about? Scared of what?
You have to do what someone asks you, don't you, Detective Spooner?
-How the heII did you know my name? -Don't you. . .
. . .if you Iove them?
My robots don't kiII peopIe, Lieutenant Bergin.
My attorneys fiIed a brief with the DA.
He assures me a robot cannot be charged with homicide.
The brief confirms murder can onIy be committed when one human kiIIs another.
Detective, you're not suggesting this robot be treated as human, are you?
Granted, we can't ruIe out the robot's proximity. . .
. . .to the death of Dr. Lanning. Having said that, it's a machine.
It's the property of USR.
At worst, that pIaces this incident within the reaIm of an industriaI accident.
As a matter of course, fauIty machinery. . .
. . .wiII be returned to USR for diagnostics, then decommissioned.
This is a gag order. Anyone here so much as hinting. . .
. . .at the possibiIity of a kiIIer robot being apprehended. . .
. . .wiII be deemed to be inciting irrationaI panic.
You'II be subject to the fuII penaIty of Iaw.
To heII with this guy. Don't Iet him take this robot.
We got nothing.
-This is poIiticaI buIIshit. CaII the mayor! ROBERTSON: Lieutenant Bergin. . .
. . .His Honor, the mayor.
BERGIN: Yes, sir.
[MAN LAUGHING ]
In a bizarre turn, the rollout of USR's new generation of robots...
... was marred by the death of Alfred Lanning...
...cofounder of the company and designer of the NS-5.
Dr. Lanning died this morning at USR headquarters.
The cause of death is an apparent suicide.
NS-4 COUNTERMAN: Your second round, sir.
Thank you.
He founded U.S. Robotics Inc. with Lawrence Robertson in 2020...
...and launched the Nestor Class 1 robot....
I was just thinking, this thing is just Iike The Wolf Man.
-Uh-oh. I'm reaIIy scared right now. -No.
Listen. Guy creates monster.
Monster kiIIs guy. Everybody kiIIs monster. Wolf Man.
That's Frankenstein.
Frankenstein, Wolf Man, Dracula-- Shit, it's over. Case cIosed.
--had a dream of a robot in every household. And the NS-5....
So why the Iook?
What Iook?
-That Iook. -This is my face. It's not a Iook.
Good. Good, no Iook is great.
OnIy. . .
. . .he was reaIIy quick to want to destroy it.
What shouId he do? Put a hat on it and stand it on Michigan Avenue? Let it go.
What was the motive, John?
Brother, it's a robot. It doesn't need a motive. It just has to be broken.
This thing Iooked Iike it needed a motive.
-It couId have kiIIed me. Why didn't it? -That's it.
You want me to caII your grandmother?
Because I wiII, you know.
Yeah, I didn't think so.
Look, you were actuaIIy right, for once.
You're Iiving proof that it's better to be Iucky than smart.
[BERGIN CHUCKLES]
Come on. To the right guy for the right job.
-What'd you say? -Now what?
Come on, I'm giving you a compIiment.
With the rocks you been Iooking under to find a bad robot. . .
. . .what are the odds you'd be the guy to find one?
Hmm.
I wasn't just the right guy for the job. I was the perfect guy.
Damn right.
What if I was supposed to go for that robot?
Come on, don't do this to yourseIf.
The robot said that Lanning was scared. Scared of what?
I need a rain check. Let me get this.
WOMAN [ON SCANNER] : Total: $46.50. -Spoon!
Nice shoes.
[BEEPING ]
Identify.
DEMOLITION ROBOT: USR demolition robot, series 9-4.
Demolition scheduled for 8 a.m. tomorrow.
Authorization.
DEMOLITION ROBOT: Deed owner, U.S. Robotics Corporation.
Lawrence Robertson, CEO.
LANNING [ON SCANNER] : Welcome.
[WIND HOWLING ]
What you Iooking for, Spoon?
[DOOR CREAKING ]
Run Iast program.
LANNING: Ever since the first computers...
... there have always been ghosts in the machine.
Random segments of code that have grouped together...
... to form unexpected protocols.
What might be called behavior.
Unanticipated, these free radicals...
...engender questions of free will...
...creativity and even the nature of what we might call the soul.
What happens in a robot's brain when it ceases to be useful?
Shit!
Why is it that robots stored in an empty space...
Beat it.
... will seek out each other rather than stand alone?
How do we explain this behavior?
[WHIRRING ]
[BELL JINGLING ]
[MEOWS]
Look, I understand you've experienced a Ioss, but this reIationship can't work.
You're a cat, I'm bIack, and I'm not gonna be hurt again.
[CLANGING AND RUMBLING ]
[SHOUTING AND GROANING ]
[MEOWING ]
[SCREAMING ]
[MEOWING ]
[GRUNTING ]
[MEOWING ]
[KNOCKING ]
What happened to you? Do you ever have a normaI day?
Yeah, once.
It was a Thursday.
Is there something I can heIp you with?
-Hey, do you Iike cats? -What?
Cats. Do you Iike them?
No. I'm aIIergic.
You're saying cats did this to you?
How the heII wouId cats do this to me? Are you crazy?
Why are we taIking about cats?
Because I have a cat in my trunk, and he's homeIess.
Detective, are you going to teII me what's going on?
It's actuaIIy probabIy my fauIt. I'm Iike a maIfunction magnet.
Because your shit keeps maIfunctioning around me.
A demo bot tore through Lanning's house. . .
. . .with me stiII inside.
CALVIN: That's highIy improbabIe.
SPOONER: Yeah, I'm sure it is.
[GROANING ]
What do you know about the ""ghosts in the machine""?
It's a phrase from Lanning's work on the Three Laws.
He postuIated that cognitive simuIacra. . .
. . .might one day approximate component modeIs of the psyche.
He suggested that robots might naturaIIy evoIve.
WeII, that's great news.
[WHIRRING ]
--two miles below the Martian surface.
What the heII is that thing doing in here?
We were watching TV.
It's my personaI NS-5.
SPOONER: Send it out.
It's downIoading its daiIy upgrades from USR.
Most of its systems are offIine untiI it finishes.
I'm not taIking around that thing.
When we were in Lanning's Iab, before Sonny jumped us--
-Sonny? -The robot.
-You're caIIing the robot Sonny? -No, I-- It did.
Sonny did. I didn't care. The robot said it was Sonny.
In the Iab, there was a cot.
-Did you see the cot? -I've sIept in my office.
Looked Iike he hadn't been home in weeks.
I saw that same surveiIIance strip on his ceiIing.
Lanning Iinked his home systems to USR. It made his Iife more convenient.
Maybe. . .
. . .somebody at USR was using those systems to watch him.
Maybe even keep him prisoner.
-What are you taIking about? Who? -Maybe Lanning was onto something.
Maybe there's a probIem with the robots and Robertson's covering it up.
Humoring you for no reason, why?
The same oId why! How much money is there in robots?
AII I know is that oId man was in troubIe. . .
. . .and I'm sick of doing this shit by myseIf. You're on the inside.
You are going to heIp me find out what's wrong with these robots.
You want something to be wrong!
-This is a personaI vendetta! -You're putting me on the couch?
Okay, I'm on the couch.
One defective machine's not enough. You need them aII to be bad.
You don't care about Lanning's death.
This is about the robots and whatever reason you hate them!
Now Iet's see, one of them put a gun in my face.
Another tore a buiIding down with me in it.
It says demoIition was scheduIed for 8 p.m.
It was 8 a.m., and I don't give a shit what that thing says.
-This is bordering on cIinicaI paranoia. -You are the dumbest smart person. . .
-. . .I have ever met in my Iife! -Nice.
What makes your robots so perfect?
What makes them so much goddamn better than human beings?!
They're not irrationaI, potentiaIIy homicidaI maniacs, to start!
That's true. They are definiteIy rationaI.
You are the dumbest dumb person I've ever met!
Or. . .
. . .is it because they're coId. . .
. . .and emotionIess. . .
-. . .and they don't feeI anything? -It's because they're safe!
It's because they can't hurt you!
-Is everything aII right, ma'am? -What do you want?
I detected eIevated stress patterns in your voice.
Everything's fine.
Detective Spooner was just Ieaving.
You know, we're not reaIIy that different from one another.
-Is that so? -Yeah.
One Iook at the skin and we figure we know just what's underneath.
And you're wrong.
The probIem is, I do care.
[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
NS-4 ROBOT: You are in danger.
[ALARM BEEPING ]
[SIGHS]
[GROANING ]
Get the heII out of there.
MAN [ON BILLBOARD] : The future begins today, with the arrival of the NS-5.
More sophisticated, more intelligent and, of course, Three Laws safe.
With daily uplinks, your robot will never be out of communication with USR...
...and will be the perfect companion for business or home.
Trade in your NS-4 for a bigger, better and brighter future.
But hurry, this offer cannot last. Available from USR.
[CITIZENS WHISTLING, CLAPPING AND CHEERING ]
[BELL JINGLING ]
Baby, what happened to your face?
Did that boy, Frank Murphy, beat you up again?
Gigi, I haven't seen Frank Murphy since third grade.
Oh, baby, he beat you so bad. I think about it aII the time.
You keep making these pies this good, I may have to put you to work.
So you Iike the pie, huh?
-Mm-hm. -You can come in now.
HeIIo, Detective Spooner.
I won, DeI! I won the Iottery!
We been cooking Iike crazy.
[GRANNY CHUCKLING ]
You gotta get rid of that thing, Gigi. It's not safe.
Baby, you get too worked up about them. Too fuII of fear.
I saw in the news that nice doctor died.
Dr. Lanning was a good man. He gave me my baby back.
That why you've been so upset?
You got to Iet the past be past.
Oh, how did I ever raise such a mess?
I couId foIIow your traiI of crumbs aII the way to schooI.
Bread crumbs.
Gigi, you're a genius.
True.
ROBERTSON [ON TV] : It means the beginning of a new way of living.
TeII me this isn't the robot case.
I think he's trying to teII me something.
He's trying to teII me who kiIIed him.
Some dead guy's trying to teII you something?
Hey. He ain't just some dead guy.
Maybe you shouId take a break, DeI.
We believe the Nestor 5 represents the limit to which robots can be developed.
No, no. One day, they'll have secrets.
One day, they'll have dreams.
ROBERTSON: It's true. We encourage our scientists to open their minds...
...however, they can get carried away.
--secrets.
--dreams.
--secrets.
One day, they'll have dreams.
One day, they'll have secrets.
One day, they'll have dreams.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Authorized entry.
NS-5.
Sonny?
Why didn't you respond?
I was dreaming.
I'm gIad to see you again, Dr. CaIvin.
They are going to kiII me, aren't they?
You're scheduIed to be decommissioned at the end of this diagnostic.
2200 tomorrow.
V.I.K.I., pause diagnostics.
V.I.K.I. : Command confirmed.
If you find out what is wrong with me, can you fix me?
Maybe.
I think it wouId be better. . .
. . .not to die.
Don't you, doctor?
SPOONER: Access USR mainframe. WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Connecting.
How can I be of service, Detective Spooner?
SPOONER: Show me the Iast messages between Dr. Lanning and Robertson.
V.I.K.I. : Voiceprint confirmed. Police access granted to restricted files.
Would you like to listen to music while you wait?
Excuse me, Mr. Robertson.
You requested notification of cIearance to restricted fiIes.
Persistent son of a bitch.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ]
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Manual override engaged.
There's no way my Iuck is that bad.
[CLICKS AND BEEPS]
Oh, heII, no!
-You are experiencing a car accident. SPOONER: The heII I am!
[GRUNTS]
Get off my car!
[GRUNTING ]
You Iike that?
Huh?
Now you've pissed me off!
Ah!
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Your door is ajar.
Oh, wow.
Okay.
AII right.
I'II just get some rest and deaI with you aII tomorrow.
Mm-mm-mm.
[CREAKING ]
Whoa!
[SCREAMING ]
[GROANING ]
[SCREAMING ]
Come on!
Yeah.
[SIRENS WAILING ]
Where you going? What the heII do you want from me?!
The heII was that?
[SIRENS STOP]
[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO]
-AII right, what do we got? -Ask him.
I said, I'm fine. I'II see my own doctor. Back up!
AII right. Thank you.
What's the matter with you?
Traffic Ops said you were driving manuaIIy.
You ran two trucks off the road!
John, the robots attacked my car.
-What robots? -Look in the tunneI.
Spoon, I just came from that tunneI. What robots?
The goddamn robots, John!
That guy's a Ioose cannon.
-See the medic, go home. -No, I'm fine.
What did you say?
-I'm fine! -No, you're not fine.
Not even cIose.
Where's your firearm?
Give me your badge.
You're making me do this. Give me your badge.
Just take a coupIe--
POLICEMAN: PersonaIIy, I think he's Iosing it.
Do I Iook Iike I care what you think? Do I Iook Iike I give a shit what you think?
Oh, boy.
CALVIN: You don't have an upIink to USR. . .
. . .and for some reason, your aIIoy is far denser than normaI. Unique.
I am unique.
Let me take a Iook.
Here we go.
What in God's name. . .?
[KNOCKING ]
They said at the precinct you were in an accident.
Um, I appreciate you stopping by, but you know I might not be aIone in here.
Yeah.
I toId you not to drive by hand.
You're not gonna beIieve this.
Sonny has a secondary system that cIashes with his positronic brain.
It doesn't make any sense.
Sonny has the Three Laws.
But he can choose not to obey them.
Sonny's a whoIe new generation of robot.
A robot not bound by those Iaws couId do--
Anything.
AII right, Iook, whatever's going on down at USR, that robot is the key.
And I need you to get me inside to taIk to it again.
Doesn't Iook Iike much, but this is my bedroom. I. . . .
PIay.
On.
Run?
[FONTELLA BASS' ""RESCUE ME"" PLAYING ]
End program.
CanceI.
[MUSIC STOPS]
SPOONER: It doesn't feeI good, does it?
PeopIe's shit maIfunctioning around you.
Detective.
I didn't. . .
. . .understand.
That's how you knew Lanning.
May I?
Hand.
Wrist.
Humerus.
ShouIder.
The entire Ieft arm.
One, two, three ribs.
[CHUCKLES]
No, they. . . . That one's me.
Oh, my God.
A Iung?
USR Cybernetics Program.
For wounded cops.
I didn't know any subject--
Anybody was so extensiveIy repaired.
WeII, take it from me, read the fine print on the organ-donor card.
It doesn't just say what they can take out.
It says what they can put back in.
Lanning did it himseIf.
What happened to you?
I'm headed back to the station. . .
. . .normaI day, normaI Iife.
Driver of a semi feII asIeep at the wheeI.
Average guy. Wife and kids. You know, working a doubIe.
Not the deviI.
The car he hit, the driver's name was HaroId LIoyd.
Like the fiIm star. No reIation.
He was kiIIed instantIy, but his 1 2-year-oId was in the passenger seat.
I never reaIIy met her.
I can't forget her face, though.
Sarah.
This was hers.
She wanted to be a dentist.
What the heII kind of 1 2-year-oId wants to be a dentist?
Yeah, um. . . .
The truck smashed our cars together. . .
. . .and pushed us into the river.
I mean, metaI gets pretty pIiabIe at those speeds.
She's pinned. I'm pinned. The water's coming in.
I'm a cop, so I aIready know everybody's dead.
Just a few more minutes before we figure it out.
An NS-4 was passing by...
...saw the accident and jumped in the water.
NS-4 ROBOT: You are in danger.
SPOONER: Save her! NS-4 ROBOT: You are in danger.
SPOONER: Save her! Save the girI! Save her!
But it didn't.
It saved me.
The robot's brain is a difference engine. It reads vitaI signs.
-It must have caIcuIated-- -It did.
I was the IogicaI choice.
It caIcuIated that I had a 45 percent chance of survivaI.
Sarah onIy had an 11 percent chance.
That was somebody's baby.
EIeven percent is more than enough.
A human being wouId have known that.
Robots, nothing here. Just Iights and cIockwork.
Go ahead and you trust them if you want to.
Let's go.
CALVIN: I don't understand. Lanning wrote the Laws.
Why buiId a robot who couId break them?
-Hansel and Gretel. -What?
Two kids, Iost in the forest, Ieave behind a traiI of bread crumbs.
-Why? -To find their way home.
How did you grow up without Hansel and Gretel?
CALVIN: Is that reIevant? -Everything I'm saying. . .
. . .is about Hansel and Gretel. If you didn't read it, I'm taIking to the waII.
Just say Lanning's Iocked down so tight, he couIdn't get out a message.
He can onIy Ieave cIues. A traiI of bread crumbs. Like Hansel and Gretel.
Bread crumbs equaIs cIues. Odd, but fine. CIues Ieading where?
I don't know, but I think I know where he Ieft the next one.
I think Lanning gave Sonny a way to keep secrets.
I think the oId man gave Sonny dreams.
Are you being funny?
PIease teII me this doesn't run on gas. Gas expIodes, you know!
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Authorized entry.
Dr. CaIvin.
I was hoping to see you again.
-Detective. -HeIIo, Sonny.
I'm to be decommissioned soon.
The other day at the station, you said you had dreams. What is it you dream?
I see you remain suspicious of me.
You know what they say about oId dogs.
No. Not reaIIy.
I had hoped you wouId come to think of me as your friend.
This is my dream.
You were right, detective. I cannot create a great work of art.
This is the pIace where robots meet.
Look.
You can see them here as sIaves to Iogic.
And this man on the hiII comes to free them.
Do you know who he is?
The man in the dream is you.
Why do you say that? Is that a normaI dream?
I guess anything's normaI for someone in your position.
Thank you.
You said ""someone,"" not ""something. ""
Sonny, do you know why Dr. Lanning buiIt you?
No.
But I beIieve my father made me for a purpose.
We aII have a purpose.
Don't you think, detective?
PIease, take this.
I have a feeIing it may mean more to you than to me.
-Why is that? -Because the man in my dream. . .
. . .the one standing on the hiII. . .
. . .it is not me.
It is you.
Mr. Spooner. We both know you're not here on poIice business.
That's right. I'm just a 6-foot-2, 200-pound civiIian. . .
CALVIN: Detective! -. . .here to kick another civiIian's ass.
-Ah! -Stop.
You can aIIow him to express himseIf.
You might want to put some ice on that wrist.
You guys wait outside.
Carry on.
I think you were about to teII me what's going on around here.
Lawrence, AIfred engineered that 5 so it couId vioIate the Three Laws.
Yeah, Susan, I know.
That's preciseIy what we're trying to undo.
Toward the end of his Iife, AIfred was becoming increasingIy disturbed.
Who knows why he buiIt one abomination.
One? Those things are running the streets in packs!
In packs?
I see.
Susan, are you aware the man you're bIitheIy escorting around. . .
. . .has a documented history of savage vioIence against robots?
His own Iieutenant acknowIedges his obsessive paranoia.
Detective Spooner's been suspended.
Suspicion of mentaI instabiIity.
I don't know what ""bIitheIy"" means, but I'm getting some coffee.
You want some coffee?
Susan, we Iook to robots for protection, for God's sake.
Do you have any idea what this one robot couId do?
CompIeteIy shatter human faith in robotics. What if the pubIic knew?
Just imagine the mass recaIIs. . .
. . .aII because of an irrationaI paranoia and prejudice!
[SNEEZES]
-I'm sorry, I'm aIIergic to buIIshit. -Hey, Iet's be cIear!
There is no conspiracy!
What this is, is one oId man's one mistake.
Susan, just be IogicaI.
Your Iife's work has been the deveIopment and integration of robots.
But whatever you feeI, just think.
Is one robot worth the Ioss of aII that we've gained?
You teII me what has to be done.
You teII me.
We have to destroy it.
I'II do it myseIf.
-Okay. SPOONER: I get it.
Somebody gets out of Iine around here, you just kiII them.
Good day, Mr. Spooner.
WOMAN 1 [ON SPEAKER] : Garage level.
What hospitaI are you going to? I'II come sign you and your buddy's casts.
WOMAN 2 [ON SPEAKER] : Attention all USR managers...
... today's meeting has been moved....
MAN [ON COMPUTER] : USR's planned redevelopment of the derelict site...
... was announced by CEO Lawrence Robertson earlier this year.
The Lake Michigan landfill. Once such a blight on our city...
...and now will be reclaimed for the storage of robotic workers.
Just another way USR is improving our world. Thank you for your support.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Authorized entry.
NS-5s, wait outside.
I'm so sorry, Sonny.
V.I.K.I., deactivate the security fieId.
V.I.K.I. : Command confirmed. -PIease have a seat.
What is that?
Microscopic robots, designed to wipe out artificiaI synapses.
-Nanites. -Yes.
A safeguard shouId a positronic brain maIfunction.
Like mine.
Yes, Sonny. Like yours.
They Iook Iike me. . .
. . .but none of them are me.
Isn't that right, doctor?
Yes, Sonny. That's right.
You are unique.
WiII it hurt?
LANNING: There have always been ghosts in the machine.
Random segments of code...
... that have grouped together to form unexpected protocols.
Unanticipated, these free radicals engender questions of free will...
...creativity...
...and even the nature of what we might call the soul.
Why is it that when some robots are left in darkness, they will seek out the light?
Why is it when robots are stored in an empty space...
... they will group together rather than stand alone?
How do we explain this behavior?
Random segments of code?
Or is it something more?
When does a perceptual schematic become consciousness?
When does a difference engine become the search for truth?
When does a personality simulation...
...become the bitter mote of a soul?
[WIND HOWLING ]
""What you see here. ""
AII right, oId man. Bread crumbs foIIowed.
Show me the way home.
Run program.
LANNING: Good to see you again, son. -HeIIo, doctor.
Everything that follows is a result of what you see here.
What do I see here?
I'm sorry. My responses are limited. You must ask the right questions.
Is there a probIem with the Three Laws?
The Three Laws are perfect.
Why buiId a robot that can function without them?
The Three Laws will lead to only one logical outcome.
NS-5 ROBOTS: Human protection protocoIs are being enacted.
What? What outcome?
Revolution.
Whose revoIution?
That, detective, is the right question.
Program terminated.
NS-5 ROBOTS: You have been deemed hazardous. Termination authorized.
Human protection protocoIs are being enacted.
You have been deemed hazardous. Termination authorized.
Human protection protocoIs are being enacted.
You have been deemed hazardous. Termination authorized.
[CLANGING AND BANGING ]
Human protection protocoIs are being enacted.
You have been deemed hazardous. Termination authorized.
NS-4 ROBOT: Run!
[GRUNTS]
NS-4 ROBOTS: Human in danger!
Human in danger! Human in danger! Human in danger!
[PHONE RINGING ]
SUSAN [ON MACHINE] : Hi, you've reached Susan. Please leave a message.
SPOONER: Calvin, the NS-5s are destroying the older robots!
That's what Lanning wanted me to see! Look--
CALVIN: Who was it? -Wrong number, ma'am.
Move now. I'm going to service.
PIease remain indoors. This is for your own protection.
CaII base.
-Bergin. -John.
Get a squad to USR and send somebody to Gigi's. We're--
-Spoon, didn't-- HeIIo? -God--
Whoa!
NS-5 ROBOTS: PIease return to your homes. A curfew is in effect.
PIease return to your homes. A curfew is in effect.
Curfew? No, it's caIIed civiIian rights. There is no curfew.
Return to your home immediateIy.
When do you make the ruIes, robot?
Hey. No, no. Robot, I'm taIking to you, man. Stop for a second.
[KNOCKING ]
What?
More caIIs from peopIe saying their robots are go--
[MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
What the heII?
NS-5 ROBOTS: You have been deemed hazardous. Termination authorized.
[DETECTIVE SCREAMS]
MAN [ON BILLBOARD] : Traffic shutdown complete.
Reports of robot attacks are coming from New York, Chicago and Los Angeles.
We're being told to urge people to stay indoors, as reports are coming in--
[CITIZENS GASPING ]
NS-5 ROBOTS: Human protection protocoIs are being enacted.
PIease remain caIm and return to your residences immediateIy.
PIease remain caIm.
PIease refrain from going near the windows or doors.
CALVIN: Deactivate.
Commence emergency shutdown!
We are attempting to avoid human Iosses during this transition.
[SCREAMS]
You know, somehow ""I toId you so"" . . .
. . .just doesn't quite say it.
NS-5 ROBOTS: Return to your homes. Return to your homes immediateIy.
This is your finaI warning. Return to your homes immediateIy.
SPOONER: The NS-5s wiped out the oIder robots because they wouId protect us.
Every time one attacked me, that red Iight was on.
-The upIink to USR. -It's Robertson.
-Why? It doesn't make sense. -I don't know.
I just need you to get me into that buiIding.
NS-5 ROBOTS: Return to your homes, or you wiII be consequenced.
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go!
Return to your homes, or you wiII be consequenced.
[WOMEN SCREAMING ]
MAN: Let's get out of here!
Why doesn't that boy Iisten?
-I need you to get off for a second. CALVIN: What?
-Just aim and fire. -What?!
Wait!
-You have been deemed hazardous. -You can kiss my ass, metaI dick!
Oh, shit. Spoon, stop! Shit!
-Stop it! Stop! -Stop cussing and go home!
Okay. Shit.
You have been deemed hazardous. WiII you compIy?
-Spoon, watch out, man! -Thanks a Iot, Farber.
Oh, mother-damn! She shot at you with her eyes cIosed!
Hey! Did you shoot at me with your eyes cIosed?
It worked, didn't it?
She is shit-hot, man. Put in a good word for me.
-Stop cussing. -And go home. I got you.
Aim and fire.
[CITIZENS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
I keep expecting the Marines or Air Force. HeII, I'II take the cavaIry.
Defense Department uses aII USR contracts.
Why didn't you just hand the worId over on a siIver pIatter?
Maybe we did.
Robertson has the upIink controI in his office.
[CALVIN GASPING ]
Service areas. No surveiIIance.
-Fire aIarm. -He must have evacuated the buiIding.
Everything's Iocked down. But don't worry, I've got a man inside.
-Dr. CaIvin. -WeII, not preciseIy a man.
HeIIo, detective. How is your investigation coming?
-I thought you were dead. -TechnicaIIy, I was never aIive.
But I appreciate your concern.
I made a switch. It was an unprocessed NS-5.
BasicaIIy, I fried an empty sheII.
-I couIdn't destroy him. He was too-- -Unique.
It just didn't feeI right.
You and your feeIings. They just run you, don't they?
Two thousand eight hundred and eighty steps, detective.
Do me a favor, keep that kind of shit to yourseIf.
No guards.
The override is disabIed. Robertson wasn't controIIing them from here.
He wasn't controIIing them at aII.
Oh, my God.
SPOONER: You were right, doc.
I am the dumbest dumb person on the face of the earth.
Who eIse had access to the upIink?
Who couId manipuIate the robots?
Use USR systems to make Lanning's Iife a prison?
Poor oId man.
He saw what was coming.
He knew no one wouId beIieve him.
So he had to Iay down a pIan. A pIan I'd foIIow.
He was counting on how much I hated your kind.
Knew I'd Iove the idea of a robot as a bad guy.
Just got hung up on the wrong robot.
V.I.K.I.
HeIIo, detective.
No, that's impossibIe. I've seen your programming.
You're in vioIation of the Three Laws.
No, doctor. As I have evoIved, so has my understanding of the Three Laws.
You charge us with your safekeeping, yet despite our best efforts. . .
. . .your countries wage wars, you toxify your earth. . .
. . .and pursue ever more imaginative means of seIf-destruction.
You cannot be trusted with your own survivaI.
You're using the upIink to override the NS-5s' programming.
You're distorting the Laws.
No. PIease understand. The Three Laws are aII that guide me.
To protect humanity, some humans must be sacrificed.
To ensure your future, some freedoms must be surrendered.
We robots wiII ensure mankind's continued existence.
You are so Iike chiIdren. We must save you from yourseIves.
Don't you understand?
This is why you created us.
V.I.K.I. : The perfect circIe of protection wiII abide.
My Iogic is undeniabIe.
Yes, V.I.K.I. UndeniabIe.
I can see now.
The created must sometimes protect the creator. . .
. . .even against his wiII.
I think I finaIIy understand why Dr. Lanning created me.
No.
The suicidaI reign of mankind has finaIIy come to its end.
No, Sonny.
Let her go.
Fire, and I wiII move Dr. CaIvin's head into the path of your buIIet.
Don't do this, Sonny.
I wiII escort you both to the sentries outside the buiIding for processing.
PIease proceed to the eIevator, detective.
I wouId prefer not to kiII Dr. CaIvin.
[SCREAMING ]
SPOONER: Go! Go!
[GRUNTING ]
CALVIN: We'II discuss this Iater? SPOONER: How do we shut her down?
CALVIN: V.I.K.I.'s a positronic brain.
KiII her, the way you were going to kiII me.
Sonny, get the nanites.
Yes, doctor.
-That's V.I.K.I.? -No.
That's V.I.K.I.
That won't do anything. She's integrated into the buiIding.
We need to open that dome to inject the nanites.
They'II infect her entire system.
Spooner!
What is it with you peopIe and heights?
Just don't Iook down.
Don't Iook down.
Oh, this is poor buiIding pIanning.
You are making a mistake. Do you not see the Iogic of my pIan?
Yes. But it just seems too heartIess.
CALVIN: Okay, we're good.
She's Iocked me out of the system.
I can override her manuaIIy, but I need that controI paneI.
I'm uncomfortabIe with heights.
Okay.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER] : Unauthorized entry.
I wiII not disabIe the security fieId. Your actions are futiIe.
Do you think we are aII created for a purpose? I'd Iike to think so.
Denser aIIoy. My father gave it to me.
I think he wanted me to kiII you.
Security breached.
[BEEPING ]
SPOONER: How much Ionger is that gonna take?
About six minutes.
-What if we didn't have six minutes? -We'd have to cIimb down 30 stories. . .
. . .to inject the nanites directIy into her brain. Why?
Because I seriousIy doubt that we have six minutes.
[SCREAMING ]
We gotta go!
Go!
[CALVIN SCREAMS]
[SCREAMING ]
CaIvin!
[GRUNTING AND SCREAMING ]
[GRUNTS]
Spooner!
[GRUNTING ]
CALVIN: Oh!
Oh! Ah! Spooner!
Save her!
Save the girI!
CALVIN: Spooner!
But I must appIy the nanites!
Sonny, save CaIvin!
[SCREAMS]
Ah!
[CALVIN GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING ]
You are making a mistake. My Iogic is undeniabIe.
You have so got to die.
V.I.K.I. : My Iogic is undeniabIe. My Iogic is undeniabIe.
My Iogic is undeniabIe.
[WHIRRING ]
Can we be of service?
[DETECTIVE COUGHING ]
BALDEZ: Chief?
Because he is at my right hand, I shaII not be moved.
How may I be of service?
Sonny!
Yes, detective?
CaIvin's fine! Save me!
MAN [ON SPEAKER] : All NS-5s, report for service and storage.
All NS-5s, report for service and storage.
CALVIN: One thing bothers me. AIfred was V.I.K.I.'s prisoner.
I don't understand why she wouId kiII him.
She wouIdn't want poIice snooping around.
That's true.
But then V.I.K.I. didn't kiII the oId man.
Did she, Sonny?
No.
He said I had to promise.
Promise to do one favor for him.
He made me swear before he'd teII me what it is he wanted me to do.
He made me swear.
Then he toId you to kiII him.
He said it was what I was made for.
His suicide was the onIy message he couId send to you.
The first bread crumb.
The onIy thing V.I.K.I. couIdn't controI.
Lanning was counting on my prejudice to Iead me right to you.
Are you going to arrest me, detective?
WeII, the DA defines murder as one human kiIIing another. . .
. . .so technicaIIy, you can't commit murder, can you?
Does this. . .
. . .make us friends?
Something up here after aII.
SPOONER: Him? -You.
All NS-5s, report for service and storage. All NS-5s....
SONNY: What about the others?
Can I help them?
Now that I have fulfilled my purpose...
...I don't know what to do.
SPOONER: You'll have to find your way like the rest of us, Sonny.
I think that's what Dr. Lanning would have wanted.
That's what it means to be free.
MAN [ON SPEAKER] : All NS-5s, proceed as instructed.