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[Music playing]

[INDISCERNIBLE CHATTER AND LAUGHTER]

[Grunting]

Oh, excuse me.

Another county heard from.

How about a little drink, Mimsy?

Mimi, much obligated, I'm sure.

Oh, my pleasure.

Back in a flash.

Oh, why don't you, uh, make yourself comfortable?

Okey doke.

[Laughter]

Say, nice digs.

SENATOR OVERSTREET: Oh, well, it comes with the job.

Not bad.

You know, I never actually done it with a senator before.

SENATOR OVERSTREET: Yeah, my wife

Boasts about the same thing.

Your wife?

Oh, not to worry.

She's back in Washington running MOP,

Mother's outraged over prostitution.

[Laughter]

You're kidding me!

Your wife's one of those cows?

Why, I always say it's nobody's business

What goes on between two condescending adults.

SENATOR OVERSTREET: Condescending, I like that.

You know, you are wise beyond your years, Mimsy.

Mimi.

Yeah, well, I read a lot.

I like that.

You know, I really do... yeah, I really

Admire career women, ahh.

Mimsy?

Mimsy!

How about a little filibustering?

[Gasps] Oh, sweet baby Judas.

You don't waste any time, do you?

[Grunts] [growls] Wait for me!

[Grunts] Oh, this woman is a machine!

[Screams]

Wrong, senator.

She's no machine, just a fragile human.

And the damn things break so easy.

Cy... borgs!

Very good, senator.

Cyborgs!

And you don't like cyborgs, do you?

No, you're wrong.

You don't understand!

I understand more than you think.

But I voted against Project Cancel.

I'm a friend of the cyborg lobby.

Looks like your date has expired, senator.

Don't despair.

We brought a spare.

Meet Razor.

[Grunts]

[Snarls]

[Laughs]

So you wanted to get fucked tonight, senator?

Well, you are definitely fucked.

[Screaming]

[Laughs]

[Dance music playing]

[Indiscernible chatter]

OK, OK, OK, OK, OK.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Heads or tails?

[Sighs] Man, you're the one that digs this shit.

Why should I have to pay?

Come on, man, heads or tails?

I don't want to go in here?

Look, who's going to be...

All right!

Heads.

All right.

[Grunts] I'll take the quarter.

[Dance music playing]

I've gotta hit the john, so why don't

You find us a couple of seats?

Be in the bathroom, man.

Sure, take your time.

Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.

JIM: Yeah, right.

You know your money is no good in here, McCord.

Thanks, Jay.

By the way, have you seen Blue around?

She's out in back, getting read to go out next.

Catch any bad guys lately?

Yeah.

Weaver and I were down in Central.

We caught these two punks raping a business woman in an alley.

They injected her with heroin.

She didn't even know what was happening.

JAY: How is she?

She's fine.

She's in stable condition in a hospital.

Ah, that's good to hear.

Those punks will be out in the street

Again soon, the jails being so overcrowded and all.

Oh, they're not in jail.

JAY: Yeah.

Well, where are there?

They opened up on us.

Does that answer your question?

You looking for something, man?

Well, yeah, I'm trying to find the john.

Well, use the one downstairs.

I must have passed it.

Is there something else?

Take it easy.

I'm gone.

[Woman laughing]

And now ladies and gentlemen, our special treat

Of the evening, Blue!

[Cheering and applause]

[Music playing]

Hi, can I get you something to drink?

Piss off, bitch.

Fuck you, faggot.

I'll show you, faggot!

Don't concern yourself with the bitch, brother.

You know we have work to do.

[Music playing]

[Cheering and applause]

[Sighs] Hey, babe.

You looked great up there tonight.

Thanks, honey.

I'm always extra good when you're here to inspire me.

Yeah.

Me and the 30 other guys in here.

Come on.

Chill up, McCord.

You know very well this job is just a way to pay my tuition.

Oh, come on, Blue.

Don't hand me that.

When you're up there taking off your clothes

In front of a room full of men, don't tell me

You don't enjoy it.

Yeah, I enjoy it, but my school is

Still the most important thing.

And besides, Brent, no one ever touches me except you

As you know damn well.

Hey, no need to remind me what a lucky guy I am.

I already know.

So did you notice the two borgies

Who came in a little white ago?

You mean the ones in the corner?

So what?

Just a couple of cyborgs.

Yeah, well, there's something suspicious about 'em.

You know, Brent, sometimes I just don't figure you.

You've got to be one of the least

Paranoid men I know except when it comes to cyborgs.

Yeah, well, all borgies give me the creeps.

But those two are especially creepy.

Hey, Weave.

Say, hot stuff.

You knocked them dead again tonight.

Thanks, sugar.

What'd you say to McCord to make him so serious?

It's not me.

He doesn't like the looks of those two.

Uh, borgies.

Jesus, you too?

BRENT: I don't know, I just have a bad feeling about them.

Well, maybe there's a connection,

But something's going on backstage.

What do you mean?

JIM: Well, there's two gorillas back there in suits,

By Maria's dressing room.

And my guess is is that she's entertaining some pretty

Heavy gentleman caller.

So, that's not unusual?

BRENT: What?

BLUE: Well, some of the goods taken some business from time

To time with some well-to-do types,

You know, military head, politician, senator maybe.

So a couple of borgies just happen to show up tonight?

Why?

Hey, where'd they go?

Come on!

Let's come up through backstage.

Blue, get behind the bar.

[Gunshots]

[Screaming]

[Gunshots]

See you later, cop.

[Gunshots]

Weave, you OK?

Yeah, they got me, pal.

But they didn't get me good.

Well, I don't know why you rushed me.

We're here and the meeting doesn't start for 40 minutes

Yet.

I apologize, sir.

I had a few points I'd like to go over with you before we

Meet with general Braddock.

You know he hates to be kept waiting.

Braddock can take a flying... Uh, where's my briefcase?

Um, it's right here, sir.

Get any more word on Senator Overstreet's murder?

[Sighs] Well, Braddock seems think

It's linked to the Project Blackhawk problem.

Well, I figured that much out.

I was against that project right from the start.

So was Overstreet.

Dammit, I hate dealing with the military.

General Braddock seems think we can still make it work, sir.

General Braddock is full of shit.

That project was mishandled right from the start.

He gave his man Peck too much leeway.

Now it's totally out of control.

You're trying to say we can't regain control?

I'm saying there's only one thing we can do with it now,

And that's shut it down.

Close down Blackhawk?

But we've put millions into it.

Wipe it out.

Leave no trace.

Make it look like it never existed at all.

Listen, if we can't do that, and do it now,

Then we at all better get the hell out of the country

And fast.

[Gunshots]

Hey, Veena.

Don't they ever let you go home?

Well, fellows, if it wasn't for you,

I probably would be home by now.

Well, just doing my job, Veena.

And making my tougher.

So, what do we have here?

What we have is possibly a very sticky situation.

Come, let me show you what I have found.

We have two cyborgs.

This one is almost totally reinforced

With a titanium steel alloy throughout his midsection.

He's virtually indestructible.

He was killed with a bullet penetrating the heart.

She had much more humanity than the other.

A shot to the throat [inaudible] to kill her,

Connecting the link up to the brain.

What is all that, um, white stuff?

I believe it's a preservative of some kind,

Possibly a substrate for blood.

Do you have any idea where these cyborgs are from?

It is my speculation that it is government property, probably

Army or something like that.

What makes you so sure?

I may only be a coroner, but I know

The difference between commercial work

And fighting machines.

These two are specifically built for combat,

And they have a high pain tolerance

And can withstand any temperature.

Are these two unique?

Their circuitry and programming is very complex.

I'm sure there's more from where these came from.

Well, we better get going.

BRENT: Um, look, if you, uh, find out anything else,

Give us a call at the office.

Sure.

Major Wright, gentlemen.

Have a seat.

So, uh, what can I do for you?

Well, you're familiar with a massacre

At Sharkey's last night?

Yes, I saw it on television.

Yes, well, it seems that two cyborgs strolled in there

And blew the place apart for no apparent reason.

But what has that got to do with the Army?

The coroner report states it was a government model

With very sophisticated parts.

All of our soldiers are humans.

The government doesn't build robots.

[Knocking]

Come in.

Here's that design on that Blackhawk 2000 for the colonel.

Uh, not now, Sam.

I'm busy.

Oh.

Sorry.

So where was I?

Oh yes, yes, yes.

I understand the marines are experimenting

With some cybernetic tanks or something of that nature.

I'm afraid that's all I can tell you, sorry.

Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me.

What's the Blackhawk 2000?

I'm sorry, this classified Army information.

Now, if you gentlemen would excuse me,

I have some work to do.

Thank you.

Of course.

Hold up.

You guys the police?

Yeah.

Show me your badges.

All right, look.

I know what's going on.

I can tell you about the cyborgs.

I help make them.

Do you know why they attacked a club last night?

Look, not here.

There's this alleyway off of Hollywood and Vine.

We know the place.

Meet me there tonight at 11:45.

I'll answer your questions then.

Make sure no one follows you.

Gotcha.

No, I hear you loud and clear, general.

Yeah.

No, no, don't worry.

It won't happen again.

You've got my word on it.

Goodbye.

Nice tie.

You know who that was on the phone just now, boys?

General Braddock over at the Pentagon.

Seems like your little visits you

Made to [inaudible] made some pretty

Big waves with those boys.

I'd like to know what the hell you think you're doing.

Well, we can, uh, explain that, captain.

Go on.

I'd like to hear it.

Well, Weaver and I, we have stumbled onto something big.

I, uh, think the Army is involved

With some way with the Overstreet assassination

And Sharkey's last night.

And the Quay assassination as well.

Go on.

Well, we checked and found that the two dead cyborgs

At Sharkey's were government-issued,

The kind that were being turned on back in the '90s.

You guys are out of your fucking minds, you know that?

BRENT: It's true, sir.

And we think the Army is trying to cover it up.

When we left Major Wright's we ran

Into a possible information source,

And he said that something covert was going on.

So we've arranged a meeting with him later.

So who is this reliable source, huh?

JIM: You know we can't reveal that until we're

Sure of our information.

All right.

And you have a meeting set up with this guy.

Yes, sir.

For tonight.

Forget it.

What?

I said forget it.

Cancel the meeting.

Do not show up for that.

You hear me?

Are you crazy?

We can't do that.

[Stammers] What he means is, you can't be serious?

I can.

And I am.

Captain, two United States senators have

Been assassinated, murdered.

Look, I know all about that, McCord.

But you know what that means?

It means you two have got to find their murders, see?

Only.

Leave the Army out of it.

[Sighs] I can't believe I've hearing this shit.

Just stay away from the Army, McCord.

And forget about that meeting, you got it?

That's a direct order.

You boys are excused.

Hey, sugar.

Are you lookin' for some action?

Yeah.

Party's at our place.

Look, I'm just meeting someone here, so, uh.

Oh, come on now.

Lizzy feels like getting her knees dirty for you.

Mmm.

What do you say? [Inaudible].

Look, I'm really not interested.

Oh, we won't hurt you.

Maybe just a little.

Yeah.

We don't bite unless, uh, it's what you're into.

Yeah, maybe some other time.

Thank you.

Well, honey, you ain't gonna find a better girl

No where on this block.

Mhmm.

What she said.

Yeah.

He'll be back.

Huh.

Hey.

I didn't say anything, I swear.

[Gunshots]

Search him.

Freeze, [inaudible].

[Gunshots]

[Grunts]

Oh, Brent.

[Breathes heavily] Brent.

We have to take it easy, brother.

Yeah, help's coming.

I got you.

[Inaudible].

Don't try to talk, man. [Inaudible].

We'll have you fixed up in no time.

[Inaudible].

[Crying]

They won't kill you.

[Crying]

[Sirens]

COLONEL PECK: Report Hair.

Captain Hair, reporting, sir.

Target Sam Ames is dead.

Are you sure?

Oh, I'm real sure.

Also dusted one of those two cops I told you about.

Only one.

I had a little trouble, sir.

What kind of trouble was that, Captain Hair?

It was that second cop.

He's like no other human I've ever gone up against.

He killed Lead Eye.

You're telling me that, uh, that one cop took you?

It was no ordinary cop, Colonel.

Fighting him was... well, it was like fighting another borg.

Another borg?

What is it you're saying?

What I'm trying to say, sir, is that he was good.

He could've the man that dusted Deep Throat and Ratchet Jaw

At the club.

What did he look like?

Well, he was six foot, had black hair, blue eyes, a

Crooked nose, and a wide mouth.

Crooked nose, blue eyes.

McCord.

Sir?

[Chuckles] After all this time, finally.

Finding McCord.

What are you saying, sir?

You... you know this guy?

Know him?

Captain Hair, [laughs] you might say he's like my brother.

McCord.

You bastard!

[Laughs]

[Buzzes lips] How did you get in here?

Why did those bastard machines of yours kill my partner?

I've got nothing to say to you.

Hell, well I have something to say to you.

So listen up.

First, I'm going to find those clowns of yours

And cancel every one of their fucking asses.

Then I'm gonna gather enough evidence

On you to have you court marshaled and put in jail

Where you belong.

Look, I'm sorry for what happened to your friend

And whatever happened to you.

But you're getting into this matter much too deeply.

There are other people involved, professional people

Know what they're doing.

I think you're full of shit!

And I think we've talked enough.

It's time for you to leave.

[Breathes heavily] You're finished, Frank.

[Sighs]

I gave you an explicit order not to go to that meeting,

And you deliberately disobeyed that order, didn't you, McCord?

You also told me to find the murderer.

That's...

Look, I don't want to hear that, McCord.

Where do you get off, huh?

Where do you get off taking matters into your own hands?

What gives you the right to disobey a direct order, huh?

And go above the law?

Captain, we were on to something.

Oh, Jesus.

I don't want to hear that again, McCord.

I don't want to hear anything from you

Right now, not word one.

I've got a man down out there.

And you know why?

Because he disobeyed an order, McCord.

And you... you're as responsible for that man's murder

As the guy as who pulled that trigger.

Don't you think I know that?

Weaver was my partner.

How do you think I feel?

If he were here right now, he'd tell you we were onto something

Big, something that involved the Army.

And we both knew it.

I don't want to hear it.

Something really rotten is going down.

And nobody is doing anything about it.

They killed my partner.

I'm gonna bust their asses if I have to blast my way

Into the Pentagon to do it.

You're not gonna fuck with the Army.

I ought to bust your ass except that I

Got a shortage of good men.

Yeah?

Fuck your shortage.

I quit.

What're you gonna do, huh?

Take to the streets?

Let me tell ya.

You wouldn't last two days out there without this badge

To protect you.

Out there?

Why, you'd just be another hot-headed punk with a gun.

And sooner or later, McCord, I'd have

To come out and cancel you.

Don't make me do that.

Jesus Christ.

This isn't the '90s, you know?

I wish it was.

McCord, this whole country is this close... this close...

To busting right at the seams.

And you know what's holding it together?

Two things, two things.

The Army and us.

So we take care of the murderers and the... and the pimps,

And the punks, and the whores.

If there's something rotten in the political system,

Well, the Army takes care of that.

And one thing we don't do, we don't fuck with the Army.

Well, yeah?

Well, who's policing the Army?

You're on thin ice, McCord.

And you know what I want you to do?

I want you to go home and get some rest.

Take a couple days off and you come back and see me.

I will give you your new assignment.

My what?

As of right now, you're off this case.

You can't do that to me!

Watch me.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, sir.

I'll see you in two days

You couldn't do it, not this way.

What's wrong with how I'm doing it?

Because, baby, what you're planning to do isn't justice.

It's revenge.

BRENT: That's right, it is.

They murdered my partner, my best friend.

What do you expect me to do, slap them on the wrist

And make them stand in the corner?

BLUE: What about me?

What happens to me if you go off and you get yourself killed?

I'm not the one that's gonna die tonight.

Oh, Brent.

Please don't be stupid.

What do you want from me?

Can't you see that something is very, very wrong?

[Inaudible] hasn't been bought off or at least scared off.

Now there's no one else left but me.

Can't you see that?

And what if you die?

Huh?

What happens then?

You knew the risk when you fell for a cop.

[Sighs] Brent.

Please don't go, baby.

Please don't go.

Please, baby.

You're still gonna go, aren't you?

I have to, baby.

Then I'm going too.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

It's gonna be dangerous.

I mean it, Brent.

You're gonna need help now.

So I'll be your partner.

Blue, you've got to get real.

This is gonna be dangerous.

That's right.

You could get killed.

And I'm not going to live without you, McCord.

If we go, we go together.

You realize what you're getting yourself into?

Yes.

All right, let's go.

Ah ha.

Pay dirt.

You found something?

Well, not something.

Everything.

What is it?

Some birth records of some are least favorite cyborgs.

Let me see.

"Severely wounded while attempting escape."

Son of a bitch.

Seems that my pale friend here was, uh,

A prisoner at Leavenworth prior to picking

Up some much needed new parts.

Lovely.

"Convicted murderer and pederast.

Shot before a firing squad."

Some more lovable types here.

Brent.

What is that?

What's the matter?

Oh.

It's not true!

Oh my god.

"Lieutenant Brent C. McCord was stationed

At the American embassy in Beirut."

Lieutenant, huh?

[Inaudible]

"When he was seriously wounded in a terrorist bombing.

He later died"... my god... "while undergoing " Uh.

"Cybernetic transformation and memory block authorized

By Major Collin Wright."

Come on, Brent.

We've got to get out of here.

Come on.

Come on!

[Gunshots]

What the hell did you do to him?

Shut up.

Well, it doesn't look as if he'll be much trouble now.

Let's get him out of here on the double.

[Inaudible].

Don't take him out of here so fast.

I'd give a closer look at these intruders.

There's nothing to worry about here, Colonel.

We have the situation well in hand.

All right, let's go.

Let's get them out of here.

Major.

I said wait.

Wait.

Guh.

[Laughs] [inaudible] good work, Major.

See, I don't care what you do with the rest of them.

I want this one in my office in five minutes.

I'm sorry, Colonel, but I can't do that.

You can't what?

Major, perhaps you, uh... you forget to whom you're speaking.

No, sir, but this is Project Rogue business.

As you know, we have our procedures.

Uh huh.

Well, perhaps I could phrase it another way.

I'm sure you're cognizant of the chain of command.

I'm a colonel.

You're a major.

This colonel has given this major a direct order,

Which will be obeyed.

This man will be in my office in five minutes.

With all due respect, sir, as officer

In charge of Project Rogue, I take my orders only

From General Braddock.

Have a nice evening, Major.

Glad that's over with.

What should we do with these two now, Major?

Take them back to the base?

No, I don't think that's a good idea right now.

I know a better place to put them.

Yes, sir?

Call Professor Mancini.

Tell him to meet us at this address.

Tell him I need him immediately.

Yes, sir.

Where you taking us?

MAJOR WRIGHT: To some place where we can talk.

To jail?

MAJOR WRIGHT: Oh no.

It's a place better.

To your house.

Good, you're awake.

Wha... wha... where am I?

We're in your own bed.

Just relax a minute while I go and get someone.

[Groans] Ow.

[Groans]

Well, McCord, how are you feeling?

Where's Blue?

She's perfectly all right.

You'll be seeing here soon.

But how do you feel?

How do you think I feel?

I would think you have a lot of questions.

BRENT: Oh?

Whatever will give you that idea?

I mean, just because I find out I'm some kind of cyborg

And that I... I've been living a lie for the past few years?

Whatever would give you the idea that I have questions?

PROFESSOR MANCINI: OK, easy McCord.

Oh, fuck you.

MAJOR WRIGHT: All right, let's calm.

No, no.

Fuck you too.

What the hell gives you the right to do this to me?

You were about to die?

Well, you should've let me die then.

McCord, I can understand how you must feel.

But I'm not going to stand here and argue the morality of it.

What's done is done.

When that car bomb in Beirut took you out,

There wasn't enough... left of you to put together.

You were a dying man... no family, no attachments.

And we needed a subject.

A subject?

Yes, a subject.

And you were the perfect choice.

OK, so that said, I'm... I'm not a man anymore.

I'm just an experiment?

A robot?

You are not a robot.

You just have a few new parts.

Professor Mancini, you tell.

This is Professor Mancini.

He headed the research project that developed this technology.

Oh really?

So I should... I should call you Daddy.

Look, I'm not here to win your approval, Mr. McCord.

Oh, then why the hell are you here, then?

To check up on your experiment?

PROFESSOR MANCINI: Let's face facts here.

You were an experiment, McCord, like it or not.

We built you practically from the ground up.

We erased certain memories pertaining

To your time in the service.

We even returned you back into society.

So yes, you were an experiment, a very successful one,

I might add.

So all this time on the force, all these years,

You've been watching me?

We never have lost track of you, if that's what you mean.

Don't worry, though, you've had your privacy.

Oh, thanks.

Come on, McCord.

Snap out of it.

It's not as bad as all that.

You've got some new parts that are 100 times stronger

Than the originals, but you're still

A man in the ways that count.

So I'm new and improved?

So why tell me all this?

Why not just erase my memory?

Because we need your help, McCord.

Have you ever heard the term, "cybernator"?

Sure, isn't that one of those hologram movies?

MAJOR WRIGHT: No, it's the name of the secret government

Project that was involved in creating

Military cyborg assassins.

The only glitch was that once they created the cyborgs,

They found out that they couldn't control them.

They had to terminate the whole project.

All borgs were to be erased.

Right, so?

So the cyborgs found out.

And they went underground for 10 years.

We lost all trace of them.

Now over the last year and a half,

They've begun to resurface as assassins, the function

For which they were created.

Only now we've become the target.

At last count, they had assassinated

A total of 12 military leaders and politicians.

So you've got a problem?

Why call on me?

Because you are our ace in the hole.

That's why we put you with the police.

In the eight months this bunch has been on the loose,

We tracked them down and fought the five times.

We lost every time.

You, on the other hand, have gone up against them twice

And beat them both times.

And now you want me to clean up your mess.

Is that it?

MAJOR WRIGHT: I sure makes you the logical choice.

Well, what if I don't want to?

MAJOR WRIGHT: That's not a request, son.

That's an order.

You're still in the army.

PROFESSOR MANCINI: You have the advantage.

The other cyborgs you've seen are

Part of an older technology developed during the Falcon

Project of the 1990s.

Except for a few touches that are still military secrets,

Most of the technology in cyborgs

Is available in the commercial marketplace.

You, on the other hand, are a Blackhawk class.

Your cybermechanics are all internally

Contained, no external parts.

Plus your speed and agility are several times that

Of the earlier models.

And now you want me to go up against your other experiments,

Is that it?

Well, what if I don't want to play cybernator?

There must be others like me, right?

There is one other Blackhawk class cyborg in existence.

Why the hell don't you go get him to ice those guys?

For military reasons, I can't tell you more.

Oh great, just fucking great.

PROFESSOR MANCINI: He's not your equal in any case.

He was created first, actually, the prototype

Of the Blackhawk series.

By the time we got to you, we had improved

The model significantly.

BRENT: Really, really?

Well, how come that doesn't make me feel any better then?

MAJOR WRIGHT: Those are the facts, Mr. McCord.

What's your answer?

Will you help us?

Do... do I have any choice?

MAJOR WRIGHT: Not really.

All right, what about Blue?

What'll happen to her?

She's quite all right at the moment.

And what does that mean?

Where's Blue?

I want to see her.

MAJOR WRIGHT: You'll see her, McCord, just as

Soon as we finish our business.

I'm not doing nothing till I've seen Blue.

MAJOR WRIGHT: Understand one thing,

McCord, what you think of us and our work isn't important to me.

But stopping those rogue cyborgs is absolutely imperative.

We need you to do that.

And Blue stays with us until you do.

Or you're dead.

Think about that.

We'll be right in the next room.

So, they patched you up pretty well.

On my outsides, maybe.

I'm still burning on the inside, Blue.

I feel like my bed is on fire.

I need to latch onto something, someone.

I feel the same way, Brent.

I'm with you.

So what do we do now, McCord?

Are you with me, then?

I'll always be with you, baby.

They want me to track down the other cyborgs.

They're holding you as insurance.

Me?

But isn't that what you were after, to get Peck?

But that was different.

Then it was my idea.

And that was before all this.

You saying you've changed your mind?

No, no.

It's not that.

It's just that I don't like the way they work.

At first they turned me into this,

And... then they blackmail me into doing their dirty work.

So?

I just don't like it, Blue.

I don't like it.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna do exactly what they want me to do.

Then, um, I'm coming back for ya.

We're gonna go away some place where we can be alone.

Just you and me.

I'm waiting right here for you, Brent.

That you can count on.

[Sighs]

Well, McCord, what have you decided?

I want your guarantee that Blue will be OK.

Nothing will happen to her.

You have my word.

And I want her here where I can call

And talk to her at any time.

Forget it, McCord.

She goes into high security.

Get this straight, Wright.

You need me to do this job.

If I decide not to...

We kill Blue.

Yeah, well, you could kill Blue and you can kill me.

But that still won't solve your rogue problem.

I want her here, Wright, or no deal.

All right, all right, we'll do it your way.

All right.

What about equipment?

I have plenty of my own.

I just need a couple things from you.

MAJOR WRIGHT: Name it.

First, I need that weapon you used on me last night.

MAJOR WRIGHT: Absolutely, McCord.

That's a good choice.

That was developed especially to use with rogues.

In fact, we call it the rogue killer.

Yeah.

It's funny you haven't come up with a way to track them yet.

We had, almost.

Sam Ames was developing the prototype.

Unfortunately, he was killed in the alley where you had

Your fight with the cybernator.

I could only assume that they got it.

Dammit.

Yeah, that's too bad.

Well, we'll just have to do without it.

They must have a secret base operation.

Whatever it is, I find it.

[Cartridge shells falling]

MAJOR WRIGHT: About how long do you think you'll need?

I'll say two or three days at the most.

You're pretty confident, aren't you?

What makes you think it'll be so easy?

You just keep up your end of the bargain.

I'll be calling here tonight.

Where will you be?

I'll let you know.

Maybe.

[Music playing]

Cyborg scum.

No, no, no, big metal man.

Tonight only love, only passion.

Cyborg scum, got the passion of a toaster.

Some of my best friends are toasters.

You fuck.

[Gunshot]

Oh, humans bleed good.

Humans bleed real good.

[Music playing]

[Beeping]

Keep to yourself. [Inaudible].

Keep to yourself.

Wha... watch the... The ba... [inaudible].

They can walk through rock.

What? Who?

Who? Who walks through walks?

They can, that's who.

They... they can walk through rocks.

Look, here.

I'll show you something pretty.

I got pretty things... wires.

Wires are good...

Yeah, pretty wires.

To have.

Yeah.

They're good to have, but you can't

Tou... no, don't touch them.

They're mine.

And you could bleed.

Humans they bleed good.

[Laughs] Humans bleed real good.

Humans bleed real good.

[Beeping]

[Screaming]

[Mechanical sounds]

[Beeping]

[Laser gunshots]

Well, look what followed me home.

Lose your hardware, McCord.

Now.

[Grunting]

[Groaning]

McCord.

McCord, I understand you're looking for me.

Here I am.

[Gunshot]

Are you really supposed to be the mighty Blackhawk model?

[Chuckles] [inaudible] over me.

McCord, let's quit playing games.

You know you've already lost.

You might as well come out.

So you're the one?

COLONEL PECK: Yes.

'Tis I, Colonel Elton C. Peck.

[Chuckles] At your service.

I'm here to finish you off, Peck,

And I'm not leaving until I do.

Would you spare the tired words, please, McCord?

Don't you know you're talking to your brother?

You're not my brother.

It really is a shame.

I feel sorry, McCord.

The Army hires you to do... do their dirty work

And their killing, and they don't even

Tell you who you are.

You're not my fucking brother!

Oh.

You're not my brother.

Perhaps I made a mistake.

Maybe you're my executioner.

And if you are that, execute me.

[Gunshot]

As I said, McCord, highly, highly overrated.

Highly overrated.

[Gunshots]

You might as well give up, McCord.

Stop cowering like so measly human being.

[Inaudible] beneath the cyborg of your caliber.

[Gun clicking]

You know you were built to replace me.

My god.

Can you have some pride in yourself?

Come on, McCord!

McCord.

You have no weapons left and nowhere to go.

[Gunshot]

You think you could kill me?

[Inaudible].

You see, McCord, I... I used the funds from the Blackhawk

Project to slowly build my body, cybernetically, limb by... limb

My limb and organ by organ.

[Inaudible] McCord.

You're fighting on the wrong side.

Why do you think you are [inaudible]?

Look, it's in your [inaudible] way.

You're doing the killing for them.

If I were to kill you, I'd kill you now.

You think they would care?

No.

They wouldn't care, McCord.

You see, see all they want you to do

Is accomplish your mission, which is to destroy me.

[Inaudible] and Elton C. Peck, the one that got away.

And if you were to kill me, how long do you

Think you would live, McCord?

[Explosion]

[Chuckles]

That was not a nice thing you did, little brother.

You don't understand.

You see, they're afraid of us.

Listen, McCord, they... they think

The Blackhawk Project was a mistake, was an embarrassment.

They never, ever meant to create a cyborg superior to them.

Why do you think we went rogue?

McCord, they're afraid of us.

All they want to do is terminate us.

But that's not going to happen.

I'm going to kill them all.

But McCord, you must go first.

[Cries] [groans] [inaudible]!

[Cries]

You know, you're really starting to get on my nerves.

What, are you bucking for a section eight?

Very funny.

I just don't like it when somebody

Else is pulling the strings.

Look, what are you talking about here?

We've got McCord by the short hairs.

Look, all that bluster and bravado on the phone

Just proves it.

He's pissed because he know he's got no choice.

Think so, huh?

Absolutely.

Then why do I feel as if we've got him where he wants us?

[Glass shattering]

[Coughs] Tear gas.

[Music playing]