Original subtitles

Thank you.

Welcome.

You must be the one I've been waiting for.

This one's on the house.

That means it's on me.

But I ain't offering that.

Not yet, anyway.

They say that romance has become a lost art.

But art only gets lost when it becomes hard work.

Nowadays, machines do all the work.

That makes men lazy.

Could it be romance is dead because it's too much work not to be primitive?

Too bad machines can't do the work of romance.

But can anyone love a machine?

Let me tell you about a very special girl who found out.

The good people of the world flee the city as the darkness of

night descends and the spiritually wounded come out to play.

Anybody here interested in the real thing?

Guaranteed 100% natural.

How about some milk on there, Jackie?

Nah, my wife could smell you a mile away.

See, she don't mind me messing with Darlene here.

Yeah, well tell her you made a donation to save an endangered species.

Come on, I need the cash more than this thing does.

I can't believe this

shit. What the hell's going on?

Nisa, get your butt in here.

Get us some coffee.

Hey, Nisa Lolita here, reporting for duty, sir.

Hey, you're the dicks on the missing hookers case.

Yeah, so?

Oh, I think I can help you solve it.

Solve it?

Solve it.

Solve it. Yeah, sure, honey. Take a look. Take a look at this.

I'll tell you what you can do.

Hey, damn you!

You know, get back to work and quit bugging us.

She's way overdue for payment.

I think we need to pay her a little visit.

Later, toots.

Later.

Now let's see what they're really up to.

Hey, Jackie.

Come and get it. The genuine article.

Huh.

Absolutely nothing.

You're late for this month's installment, Hook.

Yeah, but we ain't charging you interest.

Where's the dough? It's up your ass.

One more crack like that and I'll take your tongue to the cleaners. Now cough

it up.

Business has been terrible since the sex organa opened.

I can't compete with those virtual girls.

Filthy dames pay trick tax. That's Stern's law.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Let's go fork it over.

Cough it up.

Little bitch. Hey, leave me alone.

Tell him where it is, bitch.

There's nothing in here.

Where are you hiding it? You asshole.

Get off me, you big fat ass.

Leave me alone.

You.

Nobody does that to me.

It's Stern's law.

Hey. Huh?

Smile.

What the?

Hey! You get back here, you little runt!

Come on, she went this way.

I hereby offer this tape as evidence holding these two men responsible for

the massive wave of prostitute disappearances over the last several

weeks.

I gotta get this taped to the commissioner.

Still driving that cab, Nisa? Not for long, Benny. As soon as I get my badge,

I'm trading in that taxi.

Please leave the premises immediately.

I won't be driving a cab for the rest of my life.

I'll show them.

Hey, that's the place.

Back to the scene of the crime.

I need a ride, baby.

The system's normal tonight, Darlene. Y'all want to come inside tonight?

Very good, Darlene.

Darlene checks out okay.

Now, Kimberly.

Yeah, yeah, Max!

Goldbloom, how long you gonna be fucking around down there?

We got that meeting with Otaka in less than an hour.

Listen, Max, you try coming down to this crummy neighborhood to keep tabs on our

product. Nobody said you had to do the job yourself.

Come on, Lassie. Let's finish up here.

Hmm. Now, Pocahontas.

You want to make, um, cum-cum, Johnny?

Very good around, please.

Whoa, whoa, hey, wait, wait. Do I know you?

Do you want to?

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, you're real.

As real as they come, honey.

How did you get past the security grid?

Well, excuse me.

Come on, Lassie.

It's all yours, boy.

Come on, come on, come on.

Where is that no good hooker? I want my cash.

Taxi! Out of the way, idiot!

Where to?

Thank you. I don't know what happened to my driver.

Uh-huh. Where do you think you're doing?

Where to? Going to M&G head office.

Level one.

Block A.

Suite 477.

How'd you know all that?

I know all about you.

And I want to know more.

I knew it was in there somewhere.

You're good.

I'm the best.

You're really good.

You're a cyborg.

Who made you?

Give it to me.

What the hell's going on down there?

Hey, where do you think you're going? I need to talk to you.

Hey, hey, what the... Don't worry, buddy.

I'll get her.

I'll worry you anyway.

Hmm?

Goldblum? The Goldblum?

Don't you make those girls, guy?

Hey, answer me.

Smile!

Oh, not you guys.

What did you do to him?

Nothing. Oh, is that so?

It's all over for you, honey.

Stupid dame. Oh, stop!

God damn it!

Okay, Mr.

Goldblum. M&G head office coming up.

Let's get to the bottom of this.

I bring the new personality constructs.

She renders even better than I expected.

She's a star, Otaka.

You can't tell her from the real thing.

Virtual Girls 2 will make America come in droves.

Let's just get those discs copied.

You can expect payment as before.

They're not for sale.

I want to make it a trade.

Otaka, Otaka.

We may render life, but you create them.

Our engineers repeatedly fail to create personality constructs as realistic as

yours. Our mutual dependency is what makes us strong.

Don't upset the balance now.

I wish only to achieve a balance.

If you won't let me have the rendering program, then make me a partner.

I deserve better than being forced underground.

That's impossible.

Look, you have your secrets, and we have ours.

As far as the public is concerned, you don't exist. Just Max, Goldbloom, and

our virtual girls.

I'll be sending someone over for the rendering code.

Someone I think you will find hard.

To resist?

You've gone mad.

The only copy of the rendering code you'll ever find is up here, right

between the eyeballs.

In that case, it shouldn't be too hard to find.

Consider it done.

Fucking mental case.

Aha! Security access!

Good evening, Mr. Goldbloom.

Goldbloom! Where the hell are you?

Damn it! I told that little schmuck not to... What?

How the hell?

Why don't you come inside, miss?

Nice Kazoongies you got there, lady.

What brings you to M&G? I've got something for you.

And I think you've got something for me.

Whoa! Wow!

Hey-ya!

Whoa, hey!

No, no, no!

Whoa!

Whoa, what the hell is that? Help!

Security!

Goldbloom, where the fuck are you?

No!

Do you want some?

I don't know.

Are you sure?

That was better than

Disneyland.

My tape!

Give me back my tape!

He's a vegetable. Someone drained his brain.

And his partner Goldbloom is missing.

Goldbloom, huh?

Look familiar, Conley?

And looky what else.

Put a trace on that broad's cab.

But how's she doing?

Ah, he won't tell us.

But she will.

Jeez, why is she coming down here?

Nobody comes down here anymore.

Nobody's sane anyway.

Calling all cars. Calling all cars.

Those two stupid dicks. I didn't do it.

They're trying to frame me. Come on, lady. I need some answers. And I need

that tape back.

Okay, police girl.

You gotta do this.

My little virus seductress, where are you hiding?

The vanished hookers! What kind of evil is this?

Seduction successful, my master.

We shall see.

Who says you can't raid mines?

There it is!

The blood and guts of my girls!

And a first class ticket out of this hole!

The next time you see me, my dear, I will be one

of the wealthiest men in this stinking city!

Please.

What happened to me?

You were too good to become a virtual girl like the others.

He built you into a mind-sucking sex machine to go out and steal his dreams

for him.

For that, he deserves a kiss.

Are you gonna be okay?

Oh, I'm in big trouble.

Maybe I'll see you around.

Well, how can I ever thank you?

Don't. It was my pleasure.

Well, well, well. Looks like we caught us a rat.

Let me go!

Let's see if rats can sing.

I didn't do it, I swear. I have proof.

I know you didn't, honey. It's too ingenious a plan for a little runt like

yourself. But you're the only one who knows who did.

I'm going to tell the commissioner.

You see, me and Conley here, we can't go on shaking down hookers the rest of our

lives. These virtual girls, they are... a jackpot and you got a ticket to easy

street honey so why don't you just tell us who did it

oh huh what i

did it you pull that trigger old buddy and

i'll pull yours you want to thank me virus screw his brains out for me

Now to get this tape into the right hands

The hooker disappearances.

I can't believe it.

He solved the case.

It were only the amount of hours before I can revive the rest of my

girls.

No.

No.

It can't be.

My girls.

How did they get this way?

That's what they want to know.

Well,

partner, here we are at the top.

The forces of evil don't stand a chance with me and you out there. Right, Virus?

What's the matter, Virus?

Nobody can love a machine, can they?

Don't look at anybody anywhere in this town and tell me where the human ends

and the machine begins.

Everybody's so plugged into machines that there's no difference anymore.

Everybody's just like you.

But the metal inside of me, it feels so cold.

Just wait till things heat up around here.

So which would you rather

have?

Hard work, lost hearts, or a well-greased machine.

Pick right and you might win a war.

Primitive model next time.

So go make up your mind and come back.

Because I can do it all.

Variety is the life of spice, I always say.

Thank you.