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- [Jason] No one took the environment seriously
until it was too late.
Food, water and air were poisoned by the years of pollution.
Most people died of disease and hunger.
The rich people moved underground where it was safe.
Everyone else was left behind.
Killers and criminals formed ruthless gangs.
When they weren't fightin' each other,
they were tr yin' to break into the underworld
to steal our food and water.
That's where I come in.
I work for TCU, Tracker-Communicator,
an elite division of the underworld security forces.
Our job was to track the breakers,
kick them out or terminate them.
(electricity zapping)
- [Zoey] Jason, it looks like there's trouble
with the protective voice bit.
- Shoot this Zoey, and let's get the hell outta here.
- [Zoey] Copy.
Standby to record.
- [Jason] I had a laser decoder, a high-voltage immobilizer
and a rookie partner named Zoey Kinsella.
- [Automated Voice] Entrance granted.
Unit 22.
- [Jason] Her father helped form the underworld
before he was murdered.
I was sure she was gonna get my ass in trouble,
but she was cool.
- Man, is it hot up there or what?
- It's just one big fr yin' pan out there.
- Hey Henshaw, Dale.
- You're late.
- We're lucky we made it here at all.
- My heart bleeds.
Would you rather have the night shift?
- Oh gee, I don't know.
What do you think, Jason?
- Tough call.
Relaxing night off or Surface World at night.
- Keep your eyes open, guys.
- Hey, it's a jungle out there.
(vehicle whirring) (wind howling)
- [Automated Voice] Exit granted.
Unit 99.
- Let's hope it's a quiet night.
- What I'd give for a cup of coffee
and a fresh donut about now.
(intense fight music)
Look out!
(breaker vocalizing)
Control, unit 99.
We're under attack.
Transition gate 11.
Send backup.
(feet bashing) (trackers grunting)
- [Automated Voice] Attention, code three security alert.
Repeat, code three security alert.
Breaker attack in progress.
All available TC units standby.
- Oh shit.
- Well so much for a relaxing night off, huh?
- Tell me 'bout it.
- [Sparks] Unit 22, security breach in transition.
(breakers grunting) (feet bashing)
(breaker vocalizing)
- Barks, this is Storm and Kinsella.
We're trackin' "em.
Let's go. - Yeah, let's do it.
- [Sparks] Confirmed, 22.
Be careful out there.
You're outnumbered.
(intense fight music) (gun blasting)
- [Dale] Two down.
Look out behind you.
(breakers grunting) (fists and feet bashing)
- Control, ETA to transition gate one minute.
(breakers grunting) (fists and feet bashing)
- Riles.
(electricity zapping) (both grunting)
- [Automated Voice] Entrance denied.
- Quick, grab a body.
Go through the gate.
- [Automated Voice] Entrance granted.
Unit 99.
(intense foreboding music)
- They're heading toward sub-level three.
They're must be heading toward the food storage center.
- Sparks, Storm and Kinsella here.
We're trackin' two breakers in the quadrant X-17.
Looks like they're hungry.
No backup required yet.
(intense foreboding music)
- [Sparks] TC-Unit 22, this is Control.
What is your status?
Over.
- Control, Unit 22.
We have breakers at X-17, Y-42.
Unit will split solo.
- On our way.
- I'll take the big guy.
- Take care of yourself, partner.
- You too.
(breaker shouting)
(fist bashing)
(foot bashing)
(Zoey breathing heavily)
(fist bashing)
(foot bashing) (Jason vocalizing)
(rod smacking) (both grunting)
(feet bashing)
(fists bashing) (Zoey vocalizing)
(taser clicking)
Oh shoot.
(foot bashing) (breaker grunting)
(fist bashing)
(feet and fists bashing) (both grunting)
(fists bashing)
(Zoey vocalizing)
(laser zapping) (breaker grunting)
Man.
(foot bashing) (Jason grunting)
(laser zapping) (breaker grunting)
- Back to Surface World for you, chump.
- Unit 22, Kinsella has breaker in custody.
- [Jason] Ditto, partner.
Let's get these breakers topside.
- You got it.
- [Automated Voice] Attention,
return to security status six.
- Hi.
- [Automated Voice] Breakers have been apprehended
and obtained.
Repeat, return to security status six.
(communicators chattering)
- Hey Sparks.
- The job is done, Sparks.
- Controller wants to see you.
Nice work.
(scanner beeping)
- Thanks.
- Bigelow, Harold out.
- How the hell did the breakers get in?
- They used the dead bodies of Dale and Henshaw.
- Shit.
- Man, that shit is ridiculous.
- You know, someone is feeding the breakers
our exact schedules.
- I know.
- It's bad, but I'm looking into it personally.
Meanwhile, we've gotta keep our patrols up
or the breakers will be all over us.
Sparks, send him in here.
- [Sparks] He's on his way, sir.
- So what've you found today?
- Well we recorded a variety of topographical locations.
When you match it to Jason's gathering chip,
think you just might find that Mother Nature's
working on a remedy for the lack of ozone.
- I wouldn't be too sure about that.
Cameron, I'd like you to meet Zoey Kinsella and Jason Storm.
The two best trackers that we have.
Cameron Johnson.
- We've met before.
- How could I forget?
You spent a year putting word viruses
in my computer programs.
Dr. Cameron was my cybernetics professor at the university
until he left to go to med school at what was it, 14?
- So I suppose he was captain of the football team.
- Well we're on the same team now.
Cameron's gonna analyze the data that you bring me,
see how it interfaces with our new
TC project on Surface World.
TC 2000 X's actually.
- 2000 X?
- Yeah, cybernetic trackers.
(Controller clearing throat)
- [Jason] Nice to know you can always be replaced.
- Well I wouldn't worry about that.
We haven't had a lot of volunteers for this project.
- Well it would mean movin' to Surface World.
You won't find me signin' up.
- Oh, that surveillance camera at the communication center,
it just looks like a standard breakdown
in the protective force field.
- Thanks, Zoey.
Sparks?
Establish unit 13 to the communication center.
- [Barker] Repair surveillance camera.
- Aww.
- You little prick!
- Nice attitude to start the day, blondie.
- Yeah, well nice assignment.
Dale and Henshaw just got fuckin' smoked
comin' through that transition gate.
- [Jason] Shit.
- Gettin' really scary out there.
- Fuckin' Controller.
Someone should ship his ass up there.
- What'd you say, track?
- Hey, it's the Controller's right-hand man.
- Hey.
- Back off, Bigelow.
(dark intriguing music)
- [Bigelow] See you in the gym, tracker.
- All right, you two.
You know the rules.
Our enemies of the criminals of Surface World,
not each other.
When trackers and guards have problems,
they sort them out here in the gym.
Anything goes.
(crowd shouting)
- All right, Bigelow.
Let's go.
Take this track down.
Fight, Bigelow.
Do it.
- Let's go, Jason.
C'mon, Jason.
(feet bashing) (crowd shouting)
(feet bashing) (both grunting)
- [Tracker] Jason, come on.
Man, get up. Make him work for it.
(Bigelow shouting)
(Jason thudding) (crowd cheering)
- C'mon, Jason. You can do it.
Go!
(Bigelow grunting) (fist bashing)
(Jason wincing) (bones crunching)
- Yeah, yeah!
(Jason thudding)
- Go, Jason! Go!
Get up!
Go!
Go, Jason! Go!
Come on. Let's go, Jason!
C'mon!
(Jason grunting) (crowd shouting)
(bones crunching) (Bigelow wincing)
(fists bashing)
Let's go, Jason!
Yes, yes!
(foot bashing)
(both grunting)
(feet bashing) (Bigelow grunting)
- Get him, Jason.
- C'mon, c'mon!
Now!
(both grunting)
- Get up, Jason!
Get him!
(foot bashing) (both grunting)
Jason, get him!
- [Sparks] Attention all tracker units and guards,
please report for night shift detail at 1900 hours.
(crowd shouting)
(Bigelow grunting)
(Jason vocalizing)
(foot bashing) (Bigelow grunting)
- [Zircon] Guys. C'mon, break it up.
- That's enough. - Come on, be friends.
(both grunting) (crowd shouting)
- Word is you took care of Bigelow.
- Yeah, I taught him a thing or two.
He'd be outta commission for a long time.
- (chuckles) Well I doubt the Controller's
gonna be too happy about it.
- Yeah, well I'm not too happy with the Controller.
He shouldn't hire guards like Bigelow.
(smooth jazz music) (pan sizzling)
- You know, I was just thinking.
- Thinking?
Not about Surface World again.
Quit playin' with that thing.
You're making me nervous, 'kay?
- My dad said never to take it off.
- [Jason] But he never told you what it was for.
- Right.
- So it must not be a key to a buried treasure.
- Maybe.
(smooth jazz music)
What do you really think's goin' on up there?
- You know, you're like this every time we come back.
Can't you relax?
- [Zoey] Look who's talking.
- If you keep foolin' around with that data crap,
stuff's gonna get you in trouble.
- You have to admit things are starting to grow up there.
- Yeah, the gangs.
- Somebody could be makin' it easier for them.
I think there's a leak in the security system.
- Zoey, leave it alone.
Try some of my mussel pasta.
- No thanks.
I am going to go and try to figure this out.
It's driving me crazy.
- Well the Controller's not stupid.
- I know.
- Be careful, okay?
- I will.
Enjoy your dinner.
- Thank you.
- Looks really good.
- [Jason] I knew she was right.
Maybe the Controller was keeping somethin' from us.
Could this go right to the top?
Our Overlord seemed like a decent leader,
but maybe he didn't know anything about this.
- [Sparks] Controller,
Master Sumai has been located on Surface World.
Monitor seven.
Should I dispatch a tracker unit?
- [Controller] No, that won't be necessary, Sparks.
Sumai opposes no immediate threat.
But keep me posted as to his whereabouts.
You keep killin' these off-surface scum,
the less for me to do later.
(crowd cheering) (both grunting)
(dark intriguing music)
(opponent grunting) (bones crunching)
(fist bashing)
(both grunting)
(crowd laughing)
(crowd booing)
- Use the chi, Sumai.
Use the chi.
(Sumai grunting) (fist bashing)
(blade whooshing)
- Welcome friends to my humble home.
We have much to celebrate.
Blade, let's hear some music.
(regal orchestral music)
That's nice.
Nice.
Picassos, the time has come for Surface World
to reclaim what's rightfully ours
and defeat the underworld forces.
We may now penetrate their underground sanctuary
with this, a tracker's PDR.
A gift from the enemy.
(gang cheering)
So let's party, boys.
(regal orchestral music) (gang cheering)
Long live the Picassos.
(electricity zapping)
- [Sparks] TC unit 13, this is Control
What is your status?
Over.
- [Communicator] Fleming and Zirmex here.
We've reached the communication center.
The protective force field
on surveillance camera 76 has been sabotaged.
The tech is working on restoring power now.
- [Sparks] What is your ETR, unit 137
Over.
- [Communicator] Estimated completion of repairs
at 2400 hours.
Over.
- (grunts) Zircon, a shame to waste
a bottle of this great stuff.
It could make for a fun evening.
But sometimes I guess we have to make sacrifices, don't we?
(dark intriguing music)
Death to the underworld!
(bottle smashing) (fire whooshing)
(tech shouting)
- Breaker attack!
Breaker attack.
We need backup.
One man down.
Send a Med Vac team immediately.
(neck snapping) (tech wincing)
(breaker vocalizing) (foot bashing)
- Help!
Help me!
Somebody help me!
(breaker vocalizing) (feet bashing)
(both grunting)
- Bring the bodies to the transition gate and be quick.
Come on, let's go!
(dark intriguing music) (vehicle roaring)
- You're mine, tracker.
- [Automated Voice] Entrance granted.
(explosion bursting) (breaker shouting)
Entrance denied.
(dark intriguing music)
- Come on, bring the bodies before they breach the gate.
Hurry up, splay.
(alarm buzzing)
- Security breach, transition gate 12.
- Scramble tracker unit seven, 10, 22.
- Seven, 10 and 22.
Breakers on monitor six.
- [Controller] Oh, Niki Picasso.
- Hello. (grunts)
(device chiming)
(dark intriguing music)
(laser zapping)
(both grunting) (feet and fists bashing)
(neck snapping)
Come on.
Our mission awaits us.
- All right, let's get these guys.
(dark intriguing music)
- Okay unit 10, take tunnel 105.
Come around behind.
- They're at X-45, Y-14
and they definitely know their way around.
- Okay unit seven, take the high-side tunnel 104.
Flank right.
- [Jason] They're not headed for the reservoir,
then where are they going?
- Attention. - Calling for backup.
- [Automated Voice] Other breach at quadrant.
(both grunting) (fists and feet bashing)
(Niki clapping)
- Perhaps these gentlemen will oblige us
and give us a hand here.
- [Automated Voice] Attention, code one security alert.
- They've breached the tunnel access codes.
They're into quadrant 13.
- Alert the trackers.
- [Sparks] Attention TC units seven and 22,
this is Control.
Breakers have exited the mainframe tunnel.
They're into quadrant 13.
- God, they must've got unit 10.
- It's the only way they could've gotten in.
Damn.
(dark intriguing music) (door buzzing)
Control, they're heading for the reservoir.
Correction, they've turned north to quadrant 36.
- [Jason] We got 'em cornered.
- The hell? This is a dead end.
- Wait.
What're they doing?
(glass shattering)
Fuck.
- Entry by unauthorized personnel
is not permitted. - Control,
this is Storm and Kinsella.
We just chased the breakers into what used to be a dead end.
- What the hell's goin' on, Sparks?
- [Sparks] My apologies, 22.
We're working on it.
Additional tracker units have been dispatched.
Please standby.
(helmet whirring)
- There we are.
Follow me.
- [Sparks] What are your precise coordinates, 227
- Okay, Control. We're East 47, North 52.
- North 527
Nobody's been there for years.
They're right under us.
Where's the Controller?
- Anything I can help you with?
- No.
Proceed with caution.
- No kidding.
Come on.
- [Automated Voice] Attention, this quadrant is restricted.
Entry by unauthorized personnel is not permitted.
- Somethin's wrong, Zoey.
Why the hell would a breaker risk his life
goin' through the dead zone?
- Doesn't make any sense.
This place doesn't even show up on our maps.
How do they know about it if we don't?
(water dripping)
- Trackers, looks like
(soft mystical music)
It's time to die.
- It's time to get a new watch.
(intense fight music)
(Zoey vocalizing)
(fists bashing) (breakers vocalizing)
(blade whooshing)
(fists and feet bashing) (trackers grunting)
- Ah, what a beauty.
You didn't let me down. (chuckles)
(gun cocking) Surprise.
(gun pattering) (foot bashing)
(breaker groaning)
Shit.
- C'mon, Zoey. Let's go. - Jason, he's got guns.
Let's get outta here. - I got you.
(gun pattering)
- [Sparks] Unit 22, this is Control.
Do you read me?
- Control, this is Storm and Kinsella.
We have to find the system backup.
(gun pattering) (bullets pinging)
- Sparks, they're shooting at us.
Send backup.
(gun cocking)
(gun pattering) (bullets pinging)
Repeat, send backup.
(alarm beeping)
Sparks, come in!
(gun pattering)
We're trapped.
I have an idea.
(dark intriguing music)
(gun pattering) (bullets pinging)
(gun blasting)
- No!
(soft solemn music) (Zoey wincing)
Zoey.
- Real guns
with real bullets.
- Zoey. Zoey, hold on.
Don't talk.
Save your strength.
- [Zoey] Would you lie to me, Jason?
You said we'd be partners forever.
- Zoey, we are partners.
Partners forever.
Zoey.
No!
Zoey.
- [Cameron] But why do you want her
at Terminal Station anyway?
- [Controller] Never mind that.
Just answer my question.
Can we program her to do whatever I want?
- [Cameron] Certainly.
If you want her to take on the lifers
at the Terminal Station, she'll do it.
No questions asked.
She may require some assistance,
but I can program her to be very resourceful.
- And they have to be dead.
- Clinically.
For the radical neural restructuring.
- Or do you erase your memory?
- Too dangerous.
No one'll figure out how to access the memory.
- No one.
Well it's not exactly what the Overlord had in mind,
but what the hell?
Now I'll see about getting her apartment back.
(soft foreboding music) (computer beeping)
- [Warrior] Remember, you're my woman tonight.
- Leave her alone! - Tell you what to do
and everything.
(mother sobbing)
Get outta here, kid.
(warrior muttering) (shirt tearing)
And I take what I want. (mother shrieking)
- Leave us alone! (sobs)
- You'll do as I say or I'll-
- Leave us alone.
(dark intriguing music)
- Don't ever
interfere in my way
'cause I'll tear your head off. (growls)
(intense fight music)
(fists and feet bashing) (both grunting)
(furniture smashing)
You didn't have enough, did ya, pal?
Well I've had enough of this.
C'mere you.
(warrior grunting) (tire thudding)
(both grunting) (fists bashing)
(body thudding)
(leg thudding) (warrior laughing)
(foot bashing)
(warrior vocalizing) (body thudding)
(warrior shouting)
(elbow thudding)
(both grunting)
(hand smacking)
- Mama, you okay?
(mother sobbing)
- It's you and me!
(fists and feet bashing) (both grunting)
C'mon, little man.
I'll show you who's big and tough.
Come on to me.
Come on and play my game.
(warrior shouting) (foot bashing)
(wall crashing)
- [Jason] Enhance three times.
A PDR?
They're strictly TC-issued.
Shit, they have an access code.
They had help from the inside.
Zoey, you were right.
They sold us out.
- So it is that we can commit to the elements.
The body of our sister, Zoey Kinsella, here departed.
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
But as sure as certain hope
of the resurrection to eternal life.
- Sorry, Jason.
- We'll miss her.
- My condolences.
- Her father and I worked on a lot of projects together
before we moved underground.
It seems like Zoey's always been a part of my life.
If there's anything I can do, Jason.
- I would like to see her one more time if I can.
- That's out of my hands.
Her body's the property of the security council now.
- That property used to be my partner for 10 years.
- Her chips, her access codes,
they've all got to be removed.
Like all trackers,
she's now listed as classified information.
- Well that's fucked.
Breakers have access to classified info and we don't?
- What?
- Zoey recorded our last run.
The breakers had a PDR with an access code on it.
- Does anybody else know about this?
- No, but I'm not stickin' around
to see someone else get greased.
- Do you wanna quit?
You want out?
Fine.
Report for total deprogramming right now.
(dark intriguing music)
(monitor beeping) (ventilator whooshing)
- If you know what's good for you,
get the hell outta here.
Prepare to remove his homing system,
directional finder and access chips.
Cardiac monitor?
- [Nurse] A little bradycardiac doctor, but okay at 52.
ECG normal.
- Blood pressure?
- [Nurse] 130 over 70.
- [Doctor] Set up for an art line.
- [Nurse] Normal saline.
(Jason coughing)
(water trickling)
- What the hell?
Jason Storm is still alive?
Why didn't you take care of him
in the deprogramming room like I told you?
- There was too many people around.
Besides, I could ruin my career.
- Screw your career.
You work for me now.
Bigelow, you get your boys on him and don't you screw up.
(soft intriguing music)
(door thudding)
(fist banging) (keypad beeping)
- [Guard] Storm, Storm!
We've got you now.
Storm!
Storm, open up! (bangs)
(boot banging)
(door rattling)
(Jason vocalizing) (bag thudding)
(feet bashing)
(vase shattering)
(fists bashing)
(rack crashing)
(fists bashing) (Jason grunting)
(vase crashing)
- Take this all.
(Jason grunting) (furniture crashing)
(fists bashing) (Jason vocalizing)
(vase shattering)
- There he is!
- Oh shit.
(soft intriguing music)
(door banging)
- Shit.
Damn, man.
We're dead meat.
- No, he's dead meat.
(Jason shuffling)
- [Automated Voice] Attention, fugitive at large
in sector four.
Apprehend immediately.
Authorize and identify all unsanctioned personnel.
(dark intriguing music) (lasers whirring)
- Trackers, Jason Storm has defected to the Surface World.
This poses a significant security risk.
And I have further information
that confirms Jason orchestrated the break-in
that resulted in Zoey Kinsella's death.
(trackers chattering)
Jason Storm is a traitor and must be apprehended.
(dark intriguing music)
(rat face coughing)
(fire crackling)
- If you wanna see the sights, you've gotta pay the price.
So gimme your bag, pretty boy,
and I'll let you live. (laughs)
- Back off, rat face.
I've had a hard day. (nose sniffing)
(intense fight music)
(fists bashing) (both grunting)
(foot bashing)
(rat face shuddering)
(feet bashing)
(Jason vocalizing) (trash crashing)
(nunchucks snapping)
(nunchucks whooshing)
(foot bashing)
- Get him.
(nunchucks whooshing) (feet bashing)
(Jason grunting) (feet bashing)
Come on.
(Jason grunting) (feet bashing)
Waste him.
(Jason vocalizing) (feet bashing)
(dark intriguing music)
(Jason grunting)
(feet bashing)
(trash crashing)
(Jason vocalizing) (rat face shuddering)
Keep your bag. I don't want it.
- Members of the press,
we've always been committed to the safety of those
who live here in underworld.
We are increasingly concerned
by the unrest and lawlessness coming from above.
We are under attack and we must fight back.
I present to you a scientific marvel
which will ensure your protection for the coming century.
80% human, 202 machine and 1002 dedicated to its mission.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I give to you the TC 2000
X.
(reporters applauding) (reporters chattering)
Grandmaster.
(hands clapping)
(grandmaster speaking in foreign language)
(cameras whirring) (reporters chattering)
(fists and feet bashing) (subjects grunting)
(TC vocalizing) (subject thudding)
(reporters cheering)
- Hey, look over here.
(reporters chattering) (cameras whirring)
Are there any more of you where you come from?
- Over here. - Get a closeup shot.
- [Reporter] Turn this way please.
- Miss TC, thanks so much.
- Miss 2000.
(reporters chattering) (cameras whirring)
- [Controller] Sorry, I have to kill her.
(gun pattering) (cameras whirring)
- [Cameron] Cybernetic crimes?
Controller, you're makin' a mistake.
(gun blasting) (dark whispering)
- [Controller] You're the key, Zoey.
(dark traditional music) (sparklers whistling)
- Hey big boy, lookin' for a good time?
(children laughing)
- Tick-tock goes the clock.
Time's running out.
Get 'em. Get 'em now before the next batch get here.
The time for betting is over.
The time for fighting is now.
Our challenger tonight has the speed of the jaguar,
the strength of the rhino, the sting of the scorpion.
He's Zap.
(crowd cheering)
He's known throughout the territory
for his skill and cunning.
He's a survivor, master of all who come before him.
The reigning champion: Sumai!
(dark intriguing music) (crowd cheering)
You'll reap the greatest prize we have to offer.
Of the two that have entered here, only one may leave.
Ca-reel
(crowd cheering)
(fist bashing)
(fists and feet bashing) (crowd cheering)
(fists bashing)
- Come on.
(foot bashing)
(feet bashing) (Sumai vocalizing)
- Yeah, yeah!
(feet bashing)
(body thudding)
- [Referee] Look out, Sumai.
He's got a knife.
(Zap vocalizing) (knife whooshing)
(foot bashing)
(fist bashing) (Jason vocalizing)
(gong tolling) (crowd shouting)
(soft solemn music)
(vehicle whirring)
- Miller, Kasney.
What a surprise.
(laser zapping)
- Yeah, for you.
Let's get this traitor outta here.
(feet bashing) (Sumai vocalizing)
- Forget about Sumai.
Get me the girl.
(dark intriguing music)
(TC vocalizing) (foot and fist bashing)
- I'll take care of this bitch.
(breaker vocalizing)
(TC vocalizing) (fist bashing)
(fists and feet bashing) (breaker grunting)
(breaker breathing heavily)
- Stop!
Join us.
- I thought you'd never ask.
(Jason grunting) (wind howling)
(soft soothing music)
- You have earned my father's respect, tracker.
That is very rare.
- The name is Jason.
He helps me, I help him.
Far as I'm concerned, we're even.
- He wishes to thank you anyway.
(soft soothing music) (fire crackling)
- How'd you end up with that?
That belongs to you.
You know you would've won the fight,
but I accept somethin' a little more precious than water
and that's information.
I'm looking for guy with a painting on his face.
- Niki Picasso.
- That sounds like a man that fits the face.
- There are very few who do not know of Niki Picasso.
- What of Niki?
- He killed my partner and that's why I'm here.
- He has terrorized us for years.
- So why hasn't someone stopped him?
Sumai, you're a great warrior.
Why haven't you taken him on?
- I am one man.
- Niki's gang is many.
- Well then let's go play his game.
Let's go round up some good fighters and go kick his ass.
- Only the lifers will stand up to Niki Picasso.
- Let's go get the lifers and pay Niki a visit.
- The lifers are a brotherhood of vicious criminals,
a closed society.
They protect Terminal Station.
- Terminal Station?
- Terminal Station is a chemical warfare plant.
The population of the Surface World was to be eliminated
when the ozone lair repaired itself.
- That's insane.
- So far it has been impenetrable.
But there is some fear
that someone discovered the key inactivated.
- Picasso?
- Niki Picasso's very clever but-
- Niki Picasso's goin' down with you or without you.
- Go by day.
- It's the only way to get close to Niki's fortress.
He thinks no one is stupid enough to go by day.
- No one ever accused me of being bright.
(wind howling)
- [Niki] Now why should I trust you?
You've been sent by the Controller.
- I've been programmed to rescue Surface World at any cost
and you will help.
You have a great army of warriors.
You and the Picassos are the only fighters
who can defeat the protectors of Terminal Station.
It's simple.
You get me safely to the Terminal Station door
and the Controller will get you whatever you want.
- The last time I worked with the Controller
I almost got my ass shot.
- Well this one, I will personally guarantee.
(wind howling)
- Sumai?
- You're crazy to go alone.
- Crazy to go together.
- But much less crazy.
In day, the Picassos sleep.
- Let's make our way to the tower.
(wind howling)
- Niki Picasso down there.
Very difficult.
- No problem. Tracker school 101.
So we have two choices, Sumai:
either I lower you or you lower me.
- Don't forget to write.
- Wise choice.
(dark intriguing music)
(Sumai grunting)
(basketball thudding)
- Where is it?
I know it's here somewhere.
(Sumai grunting) (rope creaking)
(Niki chuckling)
♪ Dances in your mind ♪»
♪ Is somethin' pure -
- Can you hear it, honey?
(cam rattling)
(bodies thudding)
(fist bashing) (Niki grunting)
- Scumbag.
I waited a long time for this moment.
You killed my partner.
- Killed who?
Oh no.
- Don't screw with me, you sack of shit.
- Hey, hey.
Don't kill the messenger of good news.
(Jason grunting)
She's still alive.
- Bullshit. How do you know?
- I know much more than you think.
Where do you think I got this?
Does it look familiar to you?
Okay, okay.
You wanna see her?
Honey, you got a visitor in here.
(dark intriguing music)
(fist bashing) (Niki grunting)
- Zoey?
- Easy, boy.
She's a wild one.
- Partner?
(foot bashing) (Jason wincing)
(TC vocalizing)
(Jason grunting) (body thudding)
(dark intriguing music) (TC vocalizing)
(fist bashing)
Zoey, it's me.
(TC vocalizing) (foot bashing)
Zoey, stop it.
(foot bashing) (Jason grunting)
- Hey.
(TC vocalizing) (foot bashing)
(Jason grunting)
- Zoey, stop it!
(Niki chuckling)
(TC vocalizing) (foot bashing)
Zoey, I thought.
Zoey, stop it!
Zoey, no. I can't fight you.
- What?
(soft foreboding music)
(gun pattering)
What?
(TC chuckling maniacally)
(TC vocalizing) (foot bashing)
(Jason wincing)
(TC vocalizing) (fist bashing)
- Bye-bye Jason.
(TC vocalizing) (foot bashing)
- What the hell happened, Sumai?
- TC 2000 X.
- You've been unconscious for a day now.
What just happened?
What has part of this android?
- She's no android.
Her name is Zoey.
She used to be my partner.
- The lifers have encountered her.
- The lifers?
Oh man.
If Niki gets her to the Terminal Station,
do you know what that means?
They end the Surface World.
We gotta get goin'.
- Rest.
(dark intriguing music) (fire crackling)
- We'll make our move soon.
The lifers must be surprised if they're to be defeated.
- Nobody has ever defeated the lifers.
- [TC 2000 X] But we will, Niki.
We'll kill them all.
Enter Terminal Station
and all of Surface World will be ours.
- Found them. - Trust us, Niki.
All power will be yours.
- What the hell is going on?
Why isn't she leading him back to the Terminal Station?
- She's merely fulfilling my program.
Love takes time.
- Did I ask you for an android on hormone overdrive?
Your counter-programming
could jeopardize this whole operation.
- She's gotten this far, hasn't she?
- (smacks) This far is not good enough.
Now you get her back on track
before the Overlord finds out that she's even up there,
all right?
(intriguing retro music) (balls clacking)
(Sumai grunting)
(Jason vocalizing)
(balls clacking)
(both vocalizing)
- Chi energy transfers power through objects?
(balls clinking)
Will you teach me?
- Yes.
(intriguing retro music) (balls clinking)
(Sumai vocalizing) (watermelon exploding)
- Sumai, I can't remember the last time I felt so great.
Feel like I'm part of a team now.
May not be Storm and Kinsella but-
- Kinsella? - Kinsella?
- Zoey Kinsella.
What's up?
- A man named Bertram Kinsella built Terminal Station
to replenish the atmosphere.
Instead, it became the ultimate weapon of death.
- Zoey's father.
- My father often told me of a young girl
who was the sunshine of this brilliant man's life
before he was murdered.
- Zoey's father?
Terminal Station?
How do you actually open up the gate, Sumai?
- This is the mystery.
- It died with Bertram Kinsella.
- I don't think so.
Zoey's father once gave her a necklace.
- [Daughter] What did it look like?
- It was a child's hand outstretched holding a-
- A key.
- Bingo.
- [TC 2000 X] There it is, Niki.
The Terminal Station door.
- [Niki] This is not gonna be easy.
- Nothing worth waiting for should be easy.
- Really play hardball, don't you?
- And so do I.
(bones crunching)
Ow!
- I got this one, Niki.
(TC vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(guard shouting) (body thudding)
- We'll need all the Picassos for this one.
(dog barking)
- (mutters) Where is she going?
Why don't you stay there? (bangs)
- [Overlord] All is working out, I trust.
- Fine.
Fine. Couldn't be better.
- Good.
Good. That's what I like to hear.
The TC 2000 X,
everything's working out?
- Like a charm.
Everything is going completely according to plan.
- Yes, I can see that.
Let's hope it stays that way.
(intriguing retro music)
(Jason vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(Jason vocalizing)
- I think we're ready.
- Too soon.
- Too soon?
Whether it's controlling Niki
or sealin' off the Terminal Station,
I'm not gonna sit around here and watch him.
(ball clacking)
Why haven't you guys joined forces
and tried to squash this little parasite?
- There's a limit to hospitality
and you're coming dangerously close.
- Sumai, what are you gonna do?
- Enough!
(dark intriguing music) (fire crackling)
- Sorry I was pushy.
But your people need a leader
and I think it's your father's time.
- You want all the answers?
The station my father knows it inside and out.
When they asked him to come here,
it was to train guards to protect military secrets,
not guards for instruments of death.
- They lied to your father.
It wasn't his fault.
- What the hell are you doing outta the control room?
- Had to take a dump for crying out loud.
- Well you're the genius.
Figure out some way to do that
while you watch that monitor.
(slaps) I'm not done with you yet.
If this thing screws up, you'll go down with me.
You have a problem with that?
- Yeah, I do.
I created the perfect protector, not the perfect Killer.
- It's the same thing.
Other side of the coin, kid.
Anyway, I didn't see you complaining
when you had Zoey Kinsella's body to fondle in this project.
- I suppose you figured no one would notice one more bullet.
That one was perfect.
You orchestrated it all from the control room.
The Med Vac team rushed in
and all of a sudden she was on my table and you knew.
You knew no one would ever realize
what had really killed her.
- And what's that?
A bullet from a handgun.
Hmm?
A handgun like this?
You're wrong, kid.
Guns don't kill people.
(gun cocking)
People kill people.
(soft solemn music) (gun blasting)
Well well well.
You were closer to the truth than you thought, lover boy.
- [Sumai] Lifers guard terminal entrance here.
- [Jason] And we're gonna hide over here.
- First, we need more fighters.
The lifers are very tough.
- Sumai, you okay.
(intriguing retro music)
Listen, you people need to give to the program.
Sumai said it all.
The time to act is now.
- We trust Sumai, but Niki's a killer.
- The old guy struts his stuff
and you're all ready to drop to your knees.
Well go ahead and let this old fossil get y'all killed.
If you're lookin' for a leader, I'm right here.
This guy's a joke.
(crowd gasping) (crowd chattering)
- My time to lead.
(dark intriguing music)
(feet bashing) (knife clanking)
(Sumai vocalizing)
Who will join us to fight Niki Picasso?
(dark intriguing music)
- I'll vouch for these two.
(Sumai and lifers vocalizing)
(dark intriguing music) (Jason vocalizing)
(lifers vocalizing)
(fists smacking)
- [Bigelow] We've just gotten word from Niki.
- That's good, Bigelow.
Our plans are unfolding nicely.
So we have a lot to do.
- An extended coffee break, I presume.
There's a little something I want to discuss with you.
It concerns my TC 2000 X.
- Well
sir, your TC 2000 X is just fine.
- Really?
The TC 2000 X was conceived
to protect the people in my quadrant.
That was her sole purpose.
Now I want you and your boys
to catch the next bus to Surface World
and I want my investment back here now!
- (chuckles) Bigelow.
- Not here, not now in front of everybody.
(dark intriguing music) (neck snapping)
- Bigelow,
I think you're gonna like living on Surface World.
(dark intriguing music) (wind howling)
(dog barking)
- [TC 2000 X] Serva protect Terminal Station
with their lives.
We'll just see about that.
(guards chattering) (guards laughing)
- Chancy, Blade, take out the guards.
Zircon, follow behind.
(blade whooshing)
(fists and feet bashing) (guard grunting)
Death to the lifers!
(gun pattering) (lifers shouting)
Attack!
Shit, no more bullets.
(Zircon vocalizing) (feet bashing)
(Blade vocalizing) (fists bashing)
Head for the lifers!
(Picassos vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
- Looks like Niki Picasso beat us to it.
(Picassos vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
Let's let them Kill off the lifers
and then we make our move.
(Picassos vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(lifers grunting) (wind howling)
- Well you got me to the Terminal Station.
Now let's just wait for the Controller.
- Let's party.
(soft solemn music) (wind howling)
'Kay, I got you to the door.
- You've done a soldier's job, Niki,
and you'll get everything I promised:
guns, ammunition and real food.
(Picassos cheering)
- And then what?
- And you'll live like kings and queens
here on the Surface World.
You stay here.
We'll be right back.
- (chuckles) No, I'm goin' up too.
I'm not letting you out of my sight.
- The key to her father's heart and the key to my future.
Now it's time for daddy's little girl
to get down on her knees, isn't it?
Because daddy's little girl was much smarter
when he made this lock.
Would you?
(soft solemn music)
(scanner whirring) (gate beeping)
- [Automated Voice] Positive identification.
- It is time.
(machines whirring)
(lights clacking)
(Picassos cheering)
- Let's go.
- Attention Christmas shoppers, this store's now closing.
- Let's go.
(dark intriguing music)
- [Controller] Your father was a brilliant man, Zoey.
Unfortunately, he was also a fool.
He thought he could save Surface World.
He died before the full power
of Terminal Station was realized.
- C'mon, let's go.
- The kill zone is only accessible from the top floor,
so we'll cut through the cookhouse here to the stairs.
(Picassos cheering)
- Picassos.
(Picassos cheering)
(Jason vocalizing)
- Who the hell are they?
- It is Jason Storm and Master Sumai.
- Well what are they doin' here?
- Don't look at me.
Blade, go help them.
Come on.
Move.
(dark intriguing music) (blades whooshing)
(fists and feet bashing) (both vocalizing)
(Blade vocalizing) (blades whooshing)
(Picasso grunting) (body thudding)
(both vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(fists bashing)
(feet bashing)
(Jason vocalizing) (feet and fists bashing)
(bones crunching)
(soft foreboding music)
- Bitch!
(arm snapping) (lifer wincing)
(fists bashing)
(feet bashing)
(Controller chuckling) (fists and feet bashing)
(Controller laughing)
(blades whooshing) (Blade vocalizing)
(ladder crashing)
(both grunting) (fists and feet bashing)
(both vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
- Where's the Controller?
(both vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(blade whooshing)
(both grunting) (fists and feet bashing)
(blade clinking)
(Jason vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(intense fight music) (body banging)
(both grunting) (fists and feet bashing)
- This way.
- Any problems?
- No problems.
- Harold.
The kill zone's right through that door. (chuckles)
Scott, guard the rear.
(Jason breathing heavily)
We won't be a minute.
- I may start liking Surface World.
(dark intriguing music)
(bag thudding)
- I'll check it out.
(elbow bashing) (Scott wincing)
(fists and feet bashing) (both grunting)
(scanner whirring) (door beeping)
- Welcome to the Kill zone.
(soft foreboding music) (wind howling)
- Sumai.
Welcome home.
(Harold chuckling)
(Sumai vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
(both grunting)
(dark intriguing music) (fists and feet bashing)
- [Niki] So why do you call this the kill zone?
- [Controller] This was originally built
to replenish the atmosphere
but a few modifications have been made since then.
(Controller chuckling)
- Well I got us here.
- Yes, TC.
You're finished.
Ironic, isn't it?
Your program and your father's program
both wind down the same room. (chuckles)
Come, Niki.
Lemme show you what real power feels like.
(dark foreboding music)
- It's my turn.
(foot bashing) (Jason grunting)
(foot bashing)
(dark intriguing music)
(fists and feet bashing) (both grunting)
(Sumai vocalizing)
(feet bashing) (both grunting)
- This launcher contains the chemicals.
Individually, they're inert.
But you mix 'em together, it's as deadly as cyanide.
48 hours later, the effect dies out.
- And you take over Surface World.
- We take over Surface World, Niki.
But let's talk about that later.
(lasers zapping)
(alarm buzzing)
- Lasers, you idiot.
We're trapped.
- Get outta here.
- No, Niki. You're trapped. (chuckles)
(alarm buzzing)
(dark intriguing music) (fist bashing)
- [Automated Voice] Attention,
the Surface World cleansing sequence has been activated.
All non-essential personnel
must report designated safety zones.
(fists and feet bashing)
(computer beeping)
Attention, the death launch-
- Zoey, take the elevator out.
Zoey, what's wrong with you?
(fists and feet bashing) (both vocalizing)
Cameron's program really fucked you up.
Such a shame.
(rocket whooshing) (alarm buzzing)
(explosion bursting)
(Sumai vocalizing)
(feet bashing)
- [Automated Voice] Attention, all personnel.
You must follow specified procedures
and report to safety zones immediately.
Death launch mechanism.
(Jason grunting) (feet bashing)
- I'm gonna Kill ya.
(fist bashing) (both wincing)
I got you.
(arm bashing) (both grunting)
- [Automated Voice] Follow specified procedures
and report to safety zones immediately.
Death launch mechanism has departed.
Surface World cleansing has commenced.
- They're destroying the Surface World.
- I know.
(foot bashing) (Jason grunting)
- Last chance, Zoey.
(dark intriguing music) (fists and feet bashing)
(timer beeping)
(alarm buzzing)
(scanner whirring) (gun pattering)
(rocket whooshing)
(dark intriguing music)
- [Automated Voice] Attention,
sodium bromide has been launched.
(fists bashing) (Sumai vocalizing)
(alarm buzzing)
(fists and feet bashing) (Jason vocalizing)
(electricity zapping) (guard shouting)
- TC, shut the damn machine down.
(alarm buzzing) (rocket whooshing)
(soft foreboding music) (wind howling)
(explosion bursting)
- Let them hear you, Niki. (chuckles)
They love a blitz.
- [Automated Voice] Insufficient time now exists
for travel to safety zones.
If you have not reported to your designated area,
you must use emergency precautions now.
High-pressure chambers.
One, three, five and seven.
(Sumai vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
Repeat: insufficient time now exists
for travel to safety zones.
If you have not reported to your designated area,
you must use emergency precautions now.
(Jason vocalizing) (fists and feet bashing)
Warning: potassium silicate
will be launched at two-minute mark.
Layer four of atmospheric gases will be discharged.
Stage four of the Surface World cleansing will be complete.
(dark intriguing music)
- [Sumai] (bangs) Open the door!
(fists and feet bashing) (Jason vocalizing)
(Sumai grunting) (door clacking)
- What's wrong, Sumai?
Is your little world falling apart?
- (bangs) Open the door!
- Over my dead body.
(alarm buzzing)
You were once a great warrior, Sumai.
But now, you are nothing.
(fist thudding) (Scott shouting)
(Scott wincing) (wind howling)
- Nice punch.
- Come on.
- [Automated Voice] Launched at one-minute mark.
- Damn. - All atmospheric layers
will be in place
and ready for chemical catalysts one and three.
Prepare for chemical fallout.
(dark intriguing music) (alarm buzzing)
- (winces) Hello Niki.
- I trusted you and you left me down there to die.
- We'll both die if we don't get out of here!
- But you're gonna die first.
- No, Niki!
I got the antidote to the chemical. (breathes heavily)
No! - Thank you.
- Niki, no!
Please.
(fist bashing) (Controller wincing)
(soft foreboding music) (wind howling)
(rocket whooshing)
- Your brilliant, Sumai.
Reflect the laser over to the right.
(lasers zapping) (alarm buzzing)
I'll take care of TC.
- [Automated Voice] Alpha dextrine will be launched
in T minus five seconds.
(rocket whooshing)
- Zoey, whatever happened to partners forever?
(timer beeping) (alarm buzzing)
- Jason?
- Zoey?
- Jason?
Jason.
- [Automated Voice] Atmospheric layers are in place
and ready for chemical catalyst number two.
- What the hell's going on?
- [Jason] Cameron put a virus in your program
to shut you down.
- What?
- Never mind.
We're at the Terminal Station that your father built.
How do we stop this thing?
- My father would've left some sorta password or something.
- Zoey, you're the key.
- Yeah.
Of course, my necklace.
(computer beeping) (rocket whooshing)
- [Jason] I'll input Kinsella.
- [Automated Voice] Execution of chemical-
- [Zoey] Try underworld.
- [Automated Voice] Third and final catalyst
will be launched at mark zero.
Execution of all chemical reactions will be complete
and Surface World cleansing achieved.
Surface World cleansing will commence at T minus 10 seconds.
10, nine, eight,
seven, six, five,
four, three, two.
- Life.
Zoey is Greek for life.
(soft intriguing music)
You knew my father, didn't you?
- He told me.
(Zoey chuckling)
- Let's get the hell outta here.
- [Niki] TC, honey.
Don't leave me up here.
The elevator's not working.
Zoey, TC.
Jason, Jason.
(soft solemn music)
I'll get you, Jason.
(birds chirping)
- [Zoey] Beautiful, isn't it?
Mother Nature really is healing herself.
- This place, not so bad.
- And the Controller knew it all along.
- Welcome home, partner.
(soft serene music) (birds chirping)
Mother Nature was healing herself
and the Controller knew it.
It was people like him that got us into this mess
in the first place.
But if the earth could start anew, perhaps so could we.
(dark intriguing music)
(soft intriguing music)