Captions by IMS Subtitles. www.able.co.nz Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. Able 2018 'This is MediaBreak. You give us three minutes and we'll give you the world.' Good morning. I'm Casey Wong with Jesse Perkins. Pretoria - the threat of nuclear confrontation in South Africa escalated today when the ruling White military government of that besieged city unveiled a French-made neutron bomb and affirmed its willingness to use it as its last line of defence. The President's press conference from the Star Wars peace platform got off to a shaky start when power failed, causing a brief but harmless period of weightlessness for the visiting President and his staff. We'll be back in a moment. Is it time for that big operation? This may be the most important decision of your life. So come down and talk to one of our qualified surgeons. Here at the Family Heart Centre we feature the complete Jarvik line. Series seven sports heart by Jensen, Yamaha. You pick the heart. Extended warranties, financing. Qualifies for health tax credit. And remember, we care. Three dead police officers, one critically injured. Police Union leaders blame Omni Consumer Products - OCP, a firm which recently entered into a contract with the City to fund and run the Detroit Police Department. Dick Jones, division president of OCP. Every policeman knows when he joins up there are certain inherent risks. Ask any cop. If you can't stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen. Although seriously wounded, Officer Frank Frederickson identified this man. Clarence Boddicker, unofficial crime boss of Detroit, now sought in connection with the deaths of 31 police officers. Today he is at large while doctors at Henry Ford Memorial Hospital fight to save the life of Officer Frederickson. Good luck, Frank. Attempted murder? It's not like he killed someone! This is a violation of my client's civil rights. Make it aggravated assault and I can make bail in cash now. Listen, pal. Your client's a scumbag. You're a scumbag. Scumbags see the judge on Monday. Now get outta my police station and take laughing boy with you! Hi. Er, I'm Murphy. I'm transferring in from Metro South. Nice precinct? Yeah, pretty good. We work for a living down here, Murphy. Get your armour and suit up. Not now. Get a cup of coffee. Is there any word on Frederickson? Still listed as critical. His wife must be out of her mind. Murphy, huh? Yeah, that's me. Manson. What brings you to this paradise? Beats me. OCP's moving a lotta guys. Omni Consumer Products - what a bunch of morons! They're gonna manage this department right into the ground. Where are you from? Metro South. Welcome to hell. They cut ten guys loose. You try to get backup when you're in a jam! Try to get a medevac after you've been jammed. I'll tell you what we should do, we should strike. Fuck 'em! The funeral's tomorrow. The department requests all officers not on duty to attend. Any donations for the family may be given to Cecil... as usual. And I don't wanna hear any more talk about strike. We're not plumbers. We're police officers. And police officers don't strike. Murphy. Front and centre. (SHOUTING) Tiger! Lewis! Come here when you're finished fucking around with him. This is your new partner. Murphy, meet Lewis. Show him around. Glad to know you, Murphy. Pretty neat. I had better drive until you know your way around. I usually drive when I am breaking in a new partner. (RADIO CHATTER) (TYRES SCREECH) You really think the old man is gonna be there? Why would they invite us? All division heads are bringing their, er, support teams. It's big. They're greenlighting Delta City. Not ahead of schedule. It's Jones. He has the 209 series on line and he wants to show off. That's a tough break. What? ED 209 ran into seriously delays and cost overruns. The old man ordered a backup plan. '95th floor. Have a nice day.' Probably just to light a fire under Jones' ass. Old Bob here gets the assignment. Nobody in Security Concepts takes it seriously. It's a better plan. I'd go straight to the old man if I could. Don't mess with Jones. He'll make sushi outta you. Be careful. I hear Jones is a shark. Who the fuck asked you, twerp? Bob! What about this police thing? Their union has been bitching ever since we took over. We'll turn things around. Good. Very good. Let's get started. Friends, I've had this dream for more than a decade now. A dream which I have invited you all to share with me. In six months we begin construction of Delta City... (APPLAUSE) ...where Old Detroit now stands. Old Detroit has a cancer. The cancer is crime. And it must be cut out before we employ the two million workers that'll breathe life into it. Yes! Although shifts in the tax structure have created an economy ideal for corporate growth, community services - in this case law enforcement, have suffered. I think it's time we gave something back. Dick? Take a close look at the track record of this company and you'll see that we have gambled in markets regarded as non-profit - hospitals, prisons, space exploration. I say good business is where you find it. As you know, we've entered into a contract with the City to run law enforcement. But at Security Concepts we believe an efficient police force is only part of the solution. No, we need something more. We need a 24-hour-a-day police officer. A cop who doesn't need to eat or sleep. A cop with superior firepower and the reflexes to use it. Fellow executives, it gives me great pleasure to introduce you to the future of law enforcement. ED 209. (HUMS / WHIRRS) (PANICKED SHOUTS) (POWERS DOWN) The Enforcement Droid, series 209, is a self-sufficient law-enforcement robot. It's programmed for urban pacification. But that is only the beginning. After a successful tour of duty in Old Detroit, we can expect 209 to become the hot military product for the next decade. Dr McNamara? We'll need an arrest subject. Mr Kinney, would you give us hand? Yes, sir. He's gonna help us simulate an arrest and disarming procedure. Mr Kinney, use your gun in a threatening manner. (LAUGHTER) Point it at ED 209. Yes, sir. (GUN CLICKS) Please put down your weapon. You have 20 seconds to comply. I think you had better do as he says, Mr Kinney. (ROARS) You now have 15 seconds to comply. You are in direct violation of penal code 1-13, section 9. You now have five seconds to comply. Help! Help me! (SCREAMS) ..three, two, one. I am now authorised to use physical force. (GUNFIRE) (POWERS DOWN) Somebody wanna call a goddamn paramedic?! Let's go! Pull the plug on this thing! Don't touch him. Don't touch him! Dick, I am very disappointed. I am sure it is only a glitch. A temporary setback. You call this a glitch?! We begin construction in six months. Your temporary setback could cost us $50 million in interest alone. Not necessarily. Perhaps you're aware of the RoboCop programme developed by me as a contingency against just this sort of thing. Thank you for your concern, Mr Morton. I am sure` Dick! Maybe what we need here is a fresh perspective. Tell me about your plan. How long will it take? We're ready to go, sir. We've placed prime candidates according to risk factor. I am confident we can go to prototype in 90 days. Good. Get your staff together. I expect a full presentation within 20 minutes. Thank you, sir. (ALARM SOUNDS) Yes! That's how it's done. You see an opening, you go for it! Watch your back. Jones is gonna come looking for you. Fuck Jones! He fumbled the ball and I was there to pick it up. Too bad about Kenny, huh? That's life in the big city. When do we start? As soon as some poor schmuck volunteers. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) Pretty fancy moves, Murphy. Yeah, well, er, my son Jimmy watches this cop shop - TJ Lazer, and this guy does this every time he takes down a bad guy. And my kids thinks every good cop` And you don't wanna disappoint him. Yeah, well, role models can be very important to a boy. OK, OK. I get a kick out of it. 'All units. All units. Sector nine.' That's... Why don't you drive(?) 'Suspects are armed and considered dangerous.' Shit! I don't believe it! You burnt the fucking money! I had to blow the door. What do you want?! It is as good as marked, asshole! You stupid asshole! Clarence! What do you want?! We got a cop on our tail. Move it! This crate ain't gonna outrun a cop! Slow down, then. What, are you crazy, man? Shut the fuck up and do it! Central, 154. We are in pursuit of 2-11 suspect. Request backup. 'Roger, 154.' Give me your piece. 'Backup ETA is 15 minutes.' Bobby, get the door! Everybody, load up! Let's go! Come on! OK. Go. Now! What the fuck...? Where did he go? Emil? Here! He's up here! He's on the side! Shit! Get him! Shit! Clarence, my leg. Leon. Pick him up. Ready? No, hang on. Can you fly, Bobby? No! Hit it! Argh! (CHEER) Central, we located the van by the old mill. Where's that backup? 'Backup is still unavailable.' Oh, man! You call it. Let's do it. OK. (Go!) Stay in touch. (WHISTLING) (WHISTLES) (BUBBLE POPS) Freeze! OK. Let's see those hands. Nice and easy. Sure. Mind if I zip this up? (LAUGHS) We rob the banks but we never get to keep the money. It takes money to make money. You steal money to buy coke, then sell it and make more money. Why bothering making it when we can just steal it? Free enterprise. Smoke? Nah. Those things will kill you. Yeah. You wanna live forever? (TV PLAYS) (LAUGHS) (BOTH LAUGH) < Hey! Don't move. (GUNSHOTS) Go ahead and do it. Dead or alive you're coming with me. 'Lewis. Lewis!' Lewis, I got a situation here, girl. Tough guy, get up. Get up! Spread your legs. That's right. 'Lewis, where are you?' Put your hands on your head. Lewis. (GUN CLICKS) Why don't you let us take over from here, Emil. (GUN CLICKS) Your ass is mine. No. > Not yet it ain't. Well, what have we here? You a good cop, hotshot? (LAUGHS) I am sure you are. Why, you gotta be some kind of great cop to come in here all by yourself. Ugh! (LAUGH) Where's your partner? Where's your partner?! The other one was upstairs. She was swe-e-e-t. I took her out. (LAUGHS) I bet that really pisses you off. You probably don't think I'm a very nice guy. Do you? Buddy, I think you're slime. (ROAR WITH LAUGHTER) See, I got this problem. Cops don't like me. So I don't like cops. Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh. (LAUGH) Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh- nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh. (GUNSHOT) (LAUGH) (PANTS) Give the man a hand. (LAUGH) He's all yours. (CONTINUE TO LAUGH) Look out. Turn around, man. Hey! Over here! (SCREAMS) I'm outta ammo! Hey. He's still alive. Does it hurt? (LAUGH) OK. Fun's over. (GUNSHOT) Let's get out of here. Good night, sweet prince. (LAUGHS) Wait up! Murphy! that you'll shit snow for a year. Blow this cocksucker's head off. Get him over. Easy. Easy. Get the door. Mask. Got a pressure. 60. Intubate this guy. Cricoid pressure. Got it in. Breath sounds. You're in. Other side. Let's go ahead and get the trousers off. Clothes off. 'His pressure is dropping.' 'I've got a central line in.' 'Normal saline.' Can you do that, Dad? I really have to tell you something. 'Blood pressure?' 40 palp. Flat. V-fib. Shock him. (CONTINUE TO CHATTER) Clear. (CRACKLES) V-fib. Shock him again. Clear. (CRACKLES) (GUNSHOTS) Flat line. Epinephrine. Let's go. OK. Clamp. It's in. No pulse. Let's go in. Shock and then quit. Clear! (CRACKLES) (GUNSHOT) All right. I think that's all we can do. Call it. What's the time? 6.15. (STATIC HISSES) Sharp. It's starting to roll. Shit! Let me see. Bring in the LED. Lock it down. (DRILL HUMS) He's on. What's the story? We were able to save the left arm. What? I thought we agreed on total body prothesis. Lose the arm. Jesus, Morton. (CLICKS) Can he understand what I am saying? We're gonna blank his memory. I think we should lose the arm. What do you think? He signed the release forms when he joined the force. He's legally dead. We can do pretty much what we want. Lose the arm. Shut him down. Prep him for surgery. The entire outer skin will be like this. It's titanium laminated with Kevlar. Shake his hand. Do you come here often(?) Ow! He has got a hell of a grip. 400 foot-pounds. He could crush every bone in your hand. Attach it to his shoulder. You're gonna be a bad motherfucker. (CHEER) Hey! Look! He's watching us! Hi! This is for you. Oh! Happy New Year. Whoa! We get the best of both worlds. The fastest reflexes technology has, on board computer-assisted memory and a lifetime of on-the-street law enforcement programming. It is my great pleasure to present to you... RoboCop. (APPLAUSE) Come on. Come on. Come on. That's for you. Go, Robo. (SLURS) I'm what you call a repeat offender. I repeat, I will offend again. I get my orders from a higher source. Shut up, asshole. Bring him in through the side door. A cell's set up for observation. What's this all about? Who is this guy? Sergeant John Reed. It's about official OCP business, so please get lost. This is bullshit! I take my orders from... (STOMPING) What is this shit? When you are at rest you will sit in the chair. Yes. What about tracking? We can check his location with one of these. How does he eat? His digestive system is extremely simple. This processor dispenses a paste that sustains his organic systems. (SQUELCHES) Tastes like baby food. Knock yourself out(!) Mmm. Let's start with tracking. Give me a grid. Target. Target. Now follow. Voice stress analyser. One, two,... Argh! ..three. Argh! Record. Argh! Play back. Bring it up 50%. 'Argh!' 'Play back.' He's ready. Clear out. What are your prime directives? Serve the public trust. Protect the innocent. Uphold the law. That's good. That's very good. Huh? Huh?! I fucking love that guy! (GUNFIRE) (UNDERLYING RAPID GUNFIRE) (NORMAL GUNFIRE CEASES) It's Supercop! Look at that fucking gun! Shit! This guy is really good. He's a machine. What are they gonna do, replace us? Come on. Reed, he needs a car. Thank you. Sure(!) Any time. Oh, yeah. Go get 'em, boy. 'I'd buy that for a dollar.' (LAUGHS) Will there be anything else, sir? Empty the register and put the money in the bag. Excuse me? Give me your money. All of it. And don't fuck with me! Move! Open the safe, pops. Open the goddamn safe! We don't have a safe. Shit! Son of a bitch! I'm gonna count to three and you're gonna open that son of a bitch! I'm gonna blow her brains out. I'll open the safe. Good boy. Come on. You'd better open that on the count of three. One, two,... Fuck me! Drop the gun. You are under arrest. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! (GUNSHOTS) Thank you for your cooperation. Goodnight. 'I'll buy that for a dollar. (LAUGHS)' (SCREAMS) Don't touch me! Get away! Get away! (SCREAMS) Take it easy. We don't wanna hurt you. There's too much hair. Let's give her a haircut. (LAUGHS) Hey. Hair down there! (BOTH HOWL WITH LAUGHTER) Ha-ha-ha! Hey! (TYRES SCREECH) Please! (HEAVY FOOTSTEPS) Let the woman go. You are under arrest. Shit! You'd better back up, pal! He's gonna kill her! He's gonna kill her! Help! He's gonna kill her, man! (GUNSHOT) (GROANS IN AGONY) Your move, creep. OK! OK! Oh, God! I was scared. (SOBS) Thank you! Thank you. You have suffered an emotional shock. I will notify a rape crisis centre. 'All units, section six.' (SIRENS WAIL) I don't care. Get those men by the stairs now. Terrorism has never been a factor in city politics before. But that changed today when former councilman Ron Miller entered City Hall with a gun. He's now on the second floor holding Mayor Gibson and his staff hostage. We do believe that Miller has killed one of the hostages. What's next? We wait. Terrorism is a tricky business. Excuse us. Hey! Where are you going? (SHOUT QUESTIONS) Get these people back! Where do you think you're going? Keep him talking. Miller, don't hurt the Mayor and we'll give you whatever you want. First, don't fuck with me. I'm a desperate man. Second, I want some fresh coffee. Third, I want a recount. And no matter how it comes out, I want my old job back. OK. And I want a bigger office. And I want a new car. And I want the city to pay for it all. What kind of car? Something with reclining leather seats that goes fast and gets shitty gas mileage. How about the 6000 SUX? Yeah. OK, sure. What about cruise control? Does it come with cruise control? No problem, Miller. Let the Mayor go and we'll even throw in a Blaupunkt. Lieutenant, don't jerk me off! When people jerk me off, I kill 'em. You wanna see? Get up. Get up! Your public wants to see you. Nobody ever takes me seriously! Well, get serious now and kiss the Mayor's ass goodbye. Ah! (GUNSHOTS) RoboCop - who is he? What is he? Where does he come from? He is OCP's newest soldier in their crime-management programme. OCP's spokesman claims the fearless machine has crooks on the run. Kids at Lee Iacoca Elementary School got to meet in person what their parents only read about in comic books. Robo, excuse. Any special message for all the kids watching at home? Stay out of trouble. More fighting in the Mexican Crisis today when American troops participated in a joint raid with Mexican Nationals against rebel rocket positions in Acapulco. Now this. 'Red alert.' 'Red alert. Red alert.' You crossed my line of death! You haven't dismantled your MX stockpile. Pakistan is threatening my border! That's it! No more military aid! (ALARM SOUNDS / EXPLOSION) 'Nukem. Get them before they get you.' Leaders have agreed to sanction construction of OCP's Delta City, thereby creating an estimated 100 million much-needed new jobs, despite questions about workers' safety in dangerous Old Detroit. Robert Morton, Security Concepts, OCP. I am afraid I can't comment on Delta City. But I will tell you this, we're projecting the end of crime in Old Detroit within 40 days. There's a new guy in town. His name is RoboCop. Hey, hey, hey, Bobby-boy. Vice President. Congratulations. Handball Tuesday night? I'd love to, Bill, but I got a date. Couple of models coming to my place. I'd buy that for a dollar. (LAUGHS) Welcome to the club, Bob. You're making a real name for yourself. I try. Let me in on the bottom line, pal. I heard Jones was pissed. He's got this killer rep but it's a smoke screen. Let's face it, he's lost his teeth. The guy's a pussy. Are we talking about the same Dick Jones? He's old. We're young. And that's life. (LAUGHS) < (TOILET FLUSHES) I got a meeting. I gotta go. I got a meeting. Congratulations, Bob. Thanks. I remember when I was a young executive for this company. I used to call the old man funny names. Iron butt. Boner. Once I even called him... asshole. But there was always respect. I always knew where the line was drawn. And you just stepped over it, buddy-boy. You've insulted me. And you've insulted this company with that bastard creation of yours. I had a guaranteed military sale with ED 209. Renovation programme. Spare parts for 25 years! Who cares if it worked or not? The old man thought it was pretty important, Dick. You know, he's a sweet old man. And he means well. But he's not gonna live forever. And I'm number two around here. Pretty simple math, huh, Bob? You just... fucked with the wrong guy! You're outta you're fucking mind! You'd better pray that that unholy monster of yours doesn't screw up. You hungry? No, thanks. (GUNSHOT) (LAUGHS) Oh, no. (GUNSHOTS) Goddamn rebels blew up the airport at Acapulco yesterday. Great(!) We were going there next week. What was that? Bucket boy's online. (GUNSHOT) Hey! Hey! Halt! Stop! Wait a minute! What the hell is going on?! I don't know. He just left! Left?! Roosevelt! We got a problem. Outta the way! Take a look at this. Shit! Call Bob Morton! Jerry, book him. I'll catch up with you later. Hello. I haven't really had a chance to introduce myself. I am Anne Lewis. Do you have a name? How can I help you, Officer Lewis? That's not really what I meant. Don't you have a name? (VOICES) Murphy. It's you. You really don't remember me, do you? Excuse me. I have to go. Somewhere there is a crime happening. Stop! What did you talk to him about? What did you say? Nothing. Shit! Shit! Stop! Stop! You are in a lot of trouble! I was assured full cooperation by this precinct! And if it gets screwed I'm gonna have your job! What's the update? We have a glitch? This system was never designed to experience somatic response. He had a dream. This cop saw fit to question him. I didn't question him. I asked him his name. He didn't know. Great(!) Let me make it clear. He doesn't have a name. He's got a programme. He's a product. Is that clear? Sure. I say we pull him in. It'd take a week. You wanna take him offline because he had a dream? Let's get out of here. Listen, Reed. Try and keep one thing in mind. This project doesn't concern cops. It's classified. It's OCP. Got it? Yeah, I got it. We keep him on the streets. Sorry, Sarge. I fucked up. Forget it, kid. This guy is a serious asshole. (BELL RINGS) (TAPS WINDOW) Give me all your money, bookworm, or I blow your brains out. Now fill it up on number seven. (LAUGHS) Don't do nothing stupid, man. I am a good shot. I could hit you in the eye from here. Hey, man. What are you reading in there? (LAUGHS) You a college boy or something? I bet you think you're pretty smart, huh? Think you could outsmart a bullet? What do you say we find out? I'm talking to you! What do you say? Huh? I'm talking to you! (CAR DOOR BANGS) Drop it! Dead or alive, you're coming with me. I know you. You're dead. We killed you! We killed you! (GUNSHOT) We killed you! (GUNSHOTS) 'You're dead. We killed you.' (EXPLOSION) (GUNSHOTS) (GROANS) Who are you? Who are you? (GROANS) Switch to Vodafone and get Vodafone TV Intro and three months' free Switch to Vodafone and get Vodafone TV Intro and three months' free unlimited broadband. That's over $640 of value. Hey. Hey. Look at this. Can I help you, sir? No. Hey. Hey. Look at this. Can I help you, sir? No. What it is exactly that you want? Hey! You can't enter here. Wait a second! Hey. Just a minute. This is a restricted area. He's in. 'Murphy. It's you.' 'Murphy. It's you.' 'Murphy. It's you. Murphy. It's you.' 'Welcome, shopper. Let's take a stroll through your new home.' 'This is a one-family house built by ZM Industries.' 'Situated near schools and shops, this progressive development has a growth factor of seven.' Wow. Can you do that, Dad? 'It doesn't matter who cooks in your family because this kitchen by Food Concepts makes everything a snap.' Dad! Get your hat on. Come on, Dad! For the picture. I really have to tell you something. I love you. '..a functional space.' 'Hey. Have you thought it all over?' 'Why not make me an offer?' (GLASS BREAKS) (DANCE MUSIC) Where is Clarence Boddicker? Ah! (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) OK. (BANG) Ah! Shit! Let's talk. (SCREAMS) Son of a bitch! There's just something about the way it sounds. Vice president. It just turns me on. God, you girls are so great! I love to be with intelligent women. Smart is so sexy. I know. Sometimes I could just think of something and it could just get me so horny. Yeah, well, er, a mind is a terrible thing to waste. (GIGGLES) I get bored so easily. Yeah. And you need lots of stimulation, Bobby. Yes, I do. Don't move. I won't. Bob? What? Bob, save some for me. Don't worry. (DOORBELL) Must be the champagne. Stay here. How are you doing? Ugh! Bitches, leave. Jee, Bobby. Bye. Are you gonna call me? What the fuck are you doing?! Do you know who I am? (GUN CLICKS) If you think you're gonna get away with this... Ah! Goddammit! (GUNSHOTS) (SCREAMS) Stop! I'll give you anything you want. Just please don't kill me. 'Hello, buddy-boy. Dick Jones here.' 'I guess you're on your knees about now begging for your life.' 'Pathetic. You don't feel so cocky now, do you?' Whatever he's paying you I'll double it right now. 'You know what the tragedy is here, Bob?' 'We could have been friends.' 'But you wouldn't go through proper channels. You went over my head.' 'That hurt.' 'Life goes on. It's an old story, the fight for love and glory, huh?' 'It helps if you think of it as a game, Bob.' 'Every game has a winner and a loser.' 'I'm cashing you out, Bob.' (BEEPS) (EXPLOSION) I don't think I wanna pay that, Sal. I don't give a shit what you wanna pay. I set the prices here. Listen, pal, maybe you haven't heard, I am the guy in Old Detroit. You want space in my marketplace, you're gonna have to give me a volume discount. I am into discounts. Joe, show the man what we brought him for Christmas. Think about it, chum. Good business is where you find it. OK, let me try to put this in perspective. You killed a bunch of cops. The word around is that you've got a lot of big connections downtown who make a lot of my friends nervous. A lot of people would love to see a guy like me put a guy like you outta business. I don't know. I don't know. Maybe I am just not making myself clear. I don't wanna fuck with you, Sal. But I got the connections. I got the sales organisation. I got the muscle to shove enough of this factory so far up your stupid wop ass that you'll shit snow for a year. Blow this cocksucker's head off. Whoa. Guns, guns, guns! Come on, Sal! The Tigers are playing tonight! I never miss a game. (GUNS CLICK) (LAUGHS) Just kidding. (BOTH LAUGH) (BANG!) Go! (STOMPS) Come quietly or there will be... trouble. Fuck you! (GUNSHOTS) Argh! (CRUNCHES) Clarence Boddicker, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. (SPITS) Fuck you! Ah! Wait a minute. Wait a minute! I am a protected, man. You have the right to an attorney. What is this shit? (GLASS BREAKS) Goddammit. Goddammit! Listen to me. Listen to me, you fuck! There's another guy. He's OCP. He's the senior president. Anything you say may be used against you. It's Dick Jones! (GLASS BREAKS) You cocksucker! I work for Dick Jones! Dick Jones! He's number two guy at OCP. OCP runs the cops! You're a cop. Cop. Yes, I am a cop. Vodafone TV allows you to switch easily from your TV to your tablet or your mobile phone, giving you freedom like never before. The future is exciting. Ready? I don't like it any more than you do, Reed, but listen! You listen! You're talking about shutting down a major metropolitan police force. Without cops, this city would tear itself apart! The union thinks you should know there was a strike vote. We lost five! We're getting creamed. Book him. What's the charge? He's a cop killer. (SPITS) Shit! Just give me my fucking phone call. I understand. The lawyers will have you out in 24 hours. Jesus, you really screwed up. (BEEPS) Hey! Hey! (BEEPS) 'I work for Dick Jones! Dick Jones!' 'I work for Dick Jones. He runs OCP. OCP runs the cops!' Come in, Officer. I don't usually see anyone without an appointment. But I'll make an exception. You are under an arrest. On what charge? Aiding and abetting a known felon. Sounds like I am in a lot of trouble. You'd better take me in. I will. (ALARM SOUNDS) What's the matter, Officer? I'll tell you what's the matter. It's a little insurance policy called Directive 4. My little contribution to your psychological profile. (GROANS) Any attempt to arrest a senior officer of OCP results in shutdown. What did you think? That you were an ordinary police officer? You're our product. And we can't very well have our product turning against us, can we? Ah. There's still a little fight left in you. Maybe you'd like to meet a friend of mine. I had to kill Bob Morton cos he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake. (GROWLS) (GUNSHOTS / EXPLOSION) (RATTLES) Put Lt Hedgecock on. There's trouble in the tower. (GROWLS) (WHIRRS) (SQUEALS) (LOUDSPEAKER) 'Prepare to fire.' (GUNS CLICK) Wait a second! He's a cop! Don't! We have orders to destroy it! Shit! Maniacs! Fire at will. (GUNFIRE) Move in! Murphy! Murphy, it's me. Lewis. Lieutenant! Level three! Level three! Over here! '(ROARS)' (SCREAMS) Oh! 'It's back.' 'Big is back. Because bigger is better.' '6000 SUX. An American tradition.' Good evening. I am Jesse Perkins with Casey Wong. Top story - Santa Barbara. 10,000 acres of wooded residential land were scorched in an instant when a laser cannon aboard the strategic defence platform misfired during tests. It was a day of mourning for the families of 113 known dead. Among them, two former United States Presidents who had retired to Santa Barbara. A day of mourning for a country. Police Union representatives and OCP continued negotiations today in hopes of averting a citywide strike by police scheduled to begin tomorrow at midnight. Justin Ballard-Watkins. They're still on duty. But what about tomorrow? That's the question we put to people in the crime-plagued Lexington area. They're public servants. They're not supposed to strike. It's a free society. Except nothing is free. There's no guarantees. You're on your own. There's a lot of jungle. (LAUGHS) Hi, er, Barbara. Listen. I am here to see Dick Jones. But when I am done I've got some free time. Maybe you could, er, fit me in. He's expecting you, Mr Boddicker. You can keep the gum. Hey, Dicky-boy. How's tricks? That thing is still alive. I don't know what you're on about. The officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to. Hey. Take a look at my face, Dick. He was trying to kill me. (BANGS TABLE) He's a cyborg, you idiot! He recorded every word you said. His memory is admissible as evidence. You involved me! You're gonna have to kill it. Well, listen, chief. Your company built the fucking thing. Now I gotta deal with it?! I don't have time for this bullshit! Suit yourself. But Delta City begins construction in two months. That's two millions workers living in trailers. That means drugs, gambling, prostitution. Virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets. One man could control it all, Clarence. Well, I guess we are gonna be friends after all, Richard. (CHUCKLES) Destroy it. I'm gonna need some major firepower. (BEEPS) Got access to military weaponry? We practically are the military. Did you bring the gun? The precinct was deserted. Half the force didn't show up. Everyone else walks out at midnight. I guess we're on strike. I wasn't sure what you needed. I sort of grabbed things. Your gun. You asked for this. I brought you some food. No, thank you. I am not hungry. (DRILL HUMS) You may not like what you're going to see. It's really good to see you again, Murphy. Murphy had a wife and son. What happened to them? Well, after the funeral she moved away. Where did they go? She thought you were dead. She started over again. I can feel them. But I can't remember them. Leave me alone. (TV PLAYS) (GLASS BREAKS) (CHEER / SHOUT) (GLASS BREAKS) (ALARM SOUNDS) (VOLUME INCREASES) 'Happy birthday. She's from me.' '(LAUGHS)' 'Can I have you both?' (LAUGHS) 'Sure.' (BOTH) 'We've had our shots.' 'I'd buy that for a dollar!' Hey, Emil. How's your Grey Bar Hotel(?) Not bad. They let me keep the shirt. (CAR HORN) How are you doing, man? Good to see ya. First they let me outta jail for free. Then what do I find in the parking lot but a brand-new 6000 SUX! Still got the factory sticker on it! Hey, Clarence! Joey has got a car just like yours. Yo, Clarence. What do you think, buddy? (LAUGHS) What do you got there, Clarence? Whoa! A new toy! Can I play? Huh. Watch this. Wait a minute! Clarence! Clarence! (GUNSHOT) (EXPLOSION) Ah, shit! Fuck! Nice car, Joe(!) Let me try! The Cobra assault cannon, state-of-the-art bang-bang. (GUNSHOTS) (EXPLOSION / ALARM RINGS) I like it! Give it up, faggot! Come on! Yee-haw! (GUNSHOT) Whoa! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Do it, Emil! Yeah! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Heads up, you guys. (BEEPS) He's in the steel mill. Let's go. Cut the horseshit! We're moving out. Come on, Emil. Get your ass in the van. Move it! Faggot! (GUNSHOTS) What are you doing? My targeting system is a little messed up. Can I help you? Aim for me. Are you locked in now? Yes. A little more to the left. Here. I figure that's dead on. Thank you. < (CAR ENGINE) Let's go! Let's smoke 'em! Ha-ha-ha! The wrecking crew is here! Where is that metallic motherfucker? Nothing fancy. Just kill him. Emil, in the van. You should get out of here now. Hey, we're partners. Get the car. Dammit! Shit! Looking for me? Head him off! Come on! Go on! Cut him off! Go! OK! Now I gotcha! (GROANS) (HOWLS IN AGONY) Shit! (TYRES SCREECH) (HOWLS) Ah! Help me! Don't touch me, man! Help me! (HOWLS) God! (GROANS) Ah! Shit! Bye-bye, baby. < Clarence! OK. I give up. I am not arresting you any more. Heh. Wait a second. Wait a minute. You're taking this kinda personal. Hold on a minute. You're making me nervous. You can't do this. Come on! Don't mess around! Hey. Hey! Come on, man. Don't get cute. Die, you bastard! Yes! All right! All right! I got him, Clarence! I got him! (GROANS) (SQUEALS) Argh! Sayonara, RoboCop. Lewis! Lewis! Murphy, I am a mess. They'll fix you. They fix everything. The police strike could work for us. By the end of the week we could have ED 209s in place all over the city. I've got one downstairs guarding the building now. You're illegally parked on private property. You have 20 seconds to move your vehicle. Whatever happens we'll live up to the principles of its founder - courage, strength, conviction. (APPLAUSE) We will meet each new challenge with the same aggressive attitude. How can we help you, Officer? Dick Jones is wanted for murder. This is absurd! That thing is a violent mechanical psychopath! My programme will not allow me to act against an officer of this company. These are serious charges. What is your evidence? 'I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.' 'Now it's time to erase that mistake.' 'I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.' 'Now it's time to erase that mistake.' Get up! I want a chopper. Now! We will walk to the roof very calmly. I will board the chopper with my hostage. Anybody tries to stop me, the old geezer gets it. Dick, you're fired! Thank you. Ugh! (SCREAMS) Nice shooting, son. What's your name? Murphy. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air.