Original subtitles

["Here To Stay" by Knives At Sea]

♪ Come out of the darkness ♪

♪ Come out to play ♪

♪ The end is coming ♪

♪ But we're here to stay ♪

♪ Hungry for power ♪

♪ Playing the games ♪

♪ This fire is starting ♪

♪ And we are the flame ♪

♪ The end is coming ♪

♪ But we are here to stay ♪

♪ The end is coming ♪

♪ But we are here to stay ♪

♪ This fire is starting ♪

♪ And we are the flame ♪

♪ The end is coming ♪

♪ But we are here to stay ♪

♪ This fire is starting ♪

♪ And we are the flame ♪

[keyboard clacking, machine beeps]

[eerie laugh]

[machine beeping]

Security lockdown.

[indistinct chatter]

Evacuation in effect.

[woman screaming]

You gotta bring them down.

-[man] They're coming. -[gunfire]

[indistinct shouting]

[woman] We have to kill her.

[woman] I love you.

[suspenseful music]

[police sirens]

[man groaning in pain]

We're clear.

[man groaning]

Let's wash the blood.

[Blake] You ever been shot in a job before?

[James] Not on something like that.

[Blake] Robbed the bank, didn't even get away with any cash.

[James] At least you got the device

outta that damn safety deposit box.

[Blake] What do you think's on the computer anyway?

[James] I don't know, Blake.

I don't give a damn as long as they pay us.

Anything else out back there?

-Anything else in that box? -[Blake] No.

-[James] You took a long time. -[Blake] I know.

Your leg got shot. I was there.

It's a good place, we need to bend down for the night.

We-- we go again in the morning.

My leg's killing me, man.

[grunting in pain]

[echoes] Come on, kid.

-Let's go. -[gunfire]

[suspenseful music]

[Officer Romano over radio] Car 24.

We just got a call about two suspicious

males walking near Reynolds Road.

Possible robbery suspects.

Proceed with caution.

[Officer McQuade over radio] Copy heading over.

[police siren]

[James] We need to get in touch with our contact.

Set up a meeting. I ain't losing my payday over this.

-[police siren] -[Blake] Shit!

[James] I think they found us.

Run. Run. Come on, boy. Come on.

[both panting]

[James] Ah, Jesus.

[Blake] He's gonna catch us.

[James] Not gonna catch us.

-Come on! -Christ, I'm shot.

Get down. Get down.

Goddammit. Ah!

Hey, get down!

That door over there.

Try that. Go. Come on.

Come on.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct shouting]

Get in here.

[James] No place like home, huh?

-Let's go up the stairs. -Let's go.

Oh, shit. Here, take this.

[Blake] What the hell are you doing?

I gotta take care of something back here.

-Go ahead. -What?

Go on. Get up there. I gotta-- I gotta fix this. Go.

Hey. Hey, what are you doing? Come on. Get in here.

Get back upstairs. Go on. Go on.

Do something right for once.

[police siren getting closer]

[Officer McQuade] Checking out a facility off Reynolds Road.

Shit.

[Officer Romano over radio] Officer McQuade,

that location is a restricted area.

Repeat. It's a restricted area.

What's going on?

[Officer Romano over radio] Get out of there now!

[suspenseful music]

Relax kid.

Jesus. That damn cop, man. He-- he didn't even look around.

[laughs] Oh well, maybe he is scared of the dark.

-No. -[lights go off]

It doesn't make any sense.

What the fuck?

A fuse box might trip the light.

Go see if you can find it.

-What? -I'd go that way.

Go find a fuse box to see if

we can turn the lights back on.

-Come on. -What do you want me to--

Go over there. Want me to hop over there?

-Yeah, I got it. -My leg.

Yeah, I got it. Yeah. I'll just be sitting right here.

Mangled ass leg from the gunshot that you caused me to get.

-[Blake] All right. -[James] Little shit.

Goddammit.

[suspenseful music]

[eerie laugh]

Aha!

Woo hoo!

Quit it, man. Oh.

I think you got it, kid.

You got it.

[dial-up modem sound]

[beeping]

♪

I mean.

-I mean. -Yeah, yeah.

Don't get so full of yourself.

Jesus Christ.

You did one thing right all fucking day.

Let's hunker down for a while.

Sort this out and find something to eat.

-I'm starving. -Oh, yeah.

30-year-old stale fucking cookie sound great.

[James laughs]

[Blake] Twinkies. Twinkies last forever.

[James] Come on, let's get you a Twinkie.

Jesus, Blake. This place is huge.

[Blake] Yep.

[machine beeping]

[suspenseful music]

Kid, you look a little stressed.

I wonder why?

I keep thinking that that cop is gonna pop

up around every corner.

Yeah, he could.

But you know what? You just gotta, I don't know,

put your mind off it.

That's what I do.

Yeah? You got any suggestions?

We're supposed to play I Spy or something?

Nah, I'll do you one better.

You could watch only one movie star the rest of your life.

The Nicole Kidman,

Pamela Anderson, or Bridget Bardot.

[Blake] Bridget who?

[James] Uh, forget. Let's play I Spy.

[door creaks]

-[computer whirring] -What the hell?

Ah, damn. [indistinct] Come on. Let's go.

What are the odds that this old computer

like that it's gonna turn on, huh?

I don't know. In my day things were American-made, man.

They lasted decades longer than these foreign gizmos.

[Blake] Welcome to the 21st century, man.

Speaking of gizmos.

[laughs]

Ticket to the big time, kid. High life.

Hard to believe that this thing's so

important to our client.

[James] Yeah, it's, uh, I wouldn't fuck it up

with all that running around and falling and shit.

Six years we've been doing this.

Never anything go this south.

Jesus.

Who would pay that much money for that piece of shit?

Who cares?

Besides, I have a feeling it's what's

on that thing that's so important.

That's what our client wants.

This place is a shit hole.

The sooner we get outta here the better.

[James] Yeah. You're right.

I should probably, uh, get a hold of my contact.

Set up the extraction.

[Blake] Extraction. What is this? Vietnam?

[James] Hey. Don't talk about Vietnam.

-Okay. -Uh!

I need to find a phone so I can get a hold of this guy.

What happened to the burner phone?

I lost it when I got shot.

Bingo.

Damn. Shit don't work.

Oh, man.

The whole line must have gotten fucking disconnected.

Hey.

Bet we can use that thing to look up some, uh, sexy photos of

that Pamela Anderson and Bridget-- Bridget Ba--

-Bardot? -Yeah.

As tempting that is, kid, I-- I don't wanna screw up our payday.

Besides, don't you need, uh, what do you call it?

The Wi-Fi thing or something to do that?

[Blake] That's right, professor.

But see that sucker there, it's got a Wi-Fi dongle.

-[James] A what? -[Blake] A Wi-Fi dongle.

Means you can connect to the internet from anywhere.

Alright, come on, Grandpa. Let's go.

[suspenseful music]

[woman] Internet.

[groaning]

[chuckling] I look like shit.

Yeah. Been there.

Okay.

[groaning]

Okay.

Fuck it. [groaning in pain]

Shit.

Fuck.

What the hell?

I need fucking toilet paper.

[machine beeping, whirring]

[distorted voice grunting]

[distorted voice grunting, panting]

[beeping]

[exhaling]

[gentle sullen music]

[grunting in pain]

♪

What the--

What are you doing in here? Oiling the old tin man?

It's been a while. Be nice.

-You offering? -Hell no.

It's good practice for prison, kid.

[whistling]

[suspenseful music]

What the...

♪

What the hell?

It's gone.

[screaming]

[machine whirring]

[distorted grunting]

What Project Dorothy?

[clock ticking]

[indistinct mumbling]

What's wrong with you?

Man, you should have seen your face.

-Yeah. -Pathetic.

-Grow some balls. -[indistinct]

You know, if I-- if I fucking

had a heart attack, you'd be fucking whining to

your mommy and pissing your pants.

Don't change the fact that you scream

-like a little girl. -Yeah. Whatever.

What do you got there?

It's a--

What do you think it is? Huh?

-So? -No.

This ain't a little weird?

You got smashed computers and all these-- these

files are burnt to ashes.

I mean, have you seen this place?

It's abandoned. You know,

it's probably some homeless guy just trying to keep warm.

Yeah, maybe. But there's something--

something weird about this place, man.

What-- what homeless people wander

all the way out here, huh?

And on the top floor.

You're the one that was telling me to relax.

Now you're all freaking out about this place.

Okay. Okay. Don't fucking touch me.

You're probably right.

I know I'm right.

[suspenseful music]

[whistling]

I've about had it.

I think it's time the old man lay down.

I know you need to get some sleep, sweetheart.

-What is this? The master suite? -Yeah.

They put a picnic table up for us.

Too bad we didn't bring some of them treats.

Oh.

[yawns] Yeah. Well.

I ain't sleeping on there with you.

I know. I take the top bunk all the time.

You get the bottom bunk, pal.

That means the floor.

Don't you go rolling on me.

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct shouting]

[man] Come on, this way. Come on!

[indistinct shouting]

♪

[distorted growling]

[eerie laugh]

[groaning]

[birds chirping]

Oh...

Crap.

Oh shit.

What the fuck?

[suspenseful music]

♪

[music intensifies]

[music stops]

[light clattering]

[groaning in pain]

[sullen music]

James?

The fuck did he go?

All right. The plan clear to you?

Yeah.

I go in first and make the teller open

the safety deposit box while you hold back

and keep an eye on everyone else.

Exactly.

Don't take too long in there.

It's only a matter of time before

the guard gets wise to us.

So then when you go in, go around I-- I'm gonna go--

man, you really think I'm ready for this?

-I never led a job before. -Yeah, it's something quick.

In and out. Come on.

Just take the device and get out of there.

[suspenseful music]

Come on...

[groaning in pain]

♪

[typing clacks]

[computer voice] Welcome back, Dr. Jillian.

Son of a bitch.

-[man] They're robbing the bank! -[James] Remember box 561.

[Blake] I'll fucking kill you! Come on, open up!

[woman] [sobbing] I'm trying. I'm trying.

[Blake] How many of these boxes you got keys for?

Hurry up! Go!

-[James] Shit! The guard. -[gunfire]

Hey. Hey. Come on.

I gotta show you something.

Is it just me or these forklifts keep getting closer and moving?

You all right?

[James] Come on.

[distorted grunting]

Hey, listen, James.

I gotta talk to you about something.

Oh, we got time for that.

-Look, when we was at the job-- -Man, the job's over.

Let's go.

How is the leg? Can I take a look at it?

Fuck the leg. I gotta show you something.

When's the last time you changed those bandages?

I said fuck the leg.

My name is Dr. Jill.

About five years ago, our team here started

delving deep into a secret project.

We created something which must not

be allowed to escape this facility.

This video has been designed to appear

in the event that Dorothy survives.

Our scientists are disengaging all systems

and are planning to abandon the facility.

However, it's forced us to take coverage--

-[alarm ringing] -Dorothy has breached. Dorothy--

Shit. Come on, you son of a bitch.

-Play that again. -Come on.

In 1945, an American scientist by the name of Van Bar Bush

predicted a future of unparalleled standard of living.

Our mission was to make that achievable.

Project DRT has been exceeding our expectations.

Tomorrow we'll be testing reaction time

to human interaction.

Some of us have been referring to it simply as Dorothy.

End of video log number 310.

Dorothy has been erratic of late.

One worker almost lost an arm.

I'm recording this video in the event

that we missed something.

They're talking about abandoning the facility and

pulling the plug using the company's government

connections to cover this whole thing up.

[automated voice] Contingency in effect.

But I know Dorothy.

If we don't kill her, it can mean the end of everything.

[automated voice] Contingency in effect.

I'm going to burn this place down.

What does 'contingency in effect' mean?

Don't know. Don't give a fuck.

That woman was talking about killing creatures.

You're wasting your time asking a piece of

shit question like that.

[Dr. Jillian] They're talking about abandoning

the facility and pulling the plug.

What kind of a creature did they create here?

[Dr. Jillian] ...to cover this whole thing up.

Come on. Let's go.

Kid, come on. Let's get the fuck outta here.

[Dr. Jillian] If we don't kill her,

it can mean the end of everything.

I'm going to burn this place down.

[beeping]

You forgot the fucking gun?

So what are we gonna do?

I don't care. I'll take my chance any place but here.

Gonna sell this. We start living the high life.

Yeah. Amen.

-Kid-- -The forklifts.

-What? -The forklifts.

Forget about that. Come on, let's go. Come on.

What?

-There? -Through the door.

Let's go.

Oh, come on. Fuck!

Ah, fuck! It's electrical.

Yeah.

Must have tripped when we came into this place.

All right, I'll go turn off the power.

Nice thinking.

-Hey, kid. -Yeah?

Be careful, man.

Ah, shit.

[beeping]

[suspenseful music]

-[forklifts whirring] -Holy shit.

Oh!

[Blake] It moved!

-It moved! -What? What? What moved?

It's like it was like outta Stephen King or something.

-What? -It was like it was possessed.

It moved on its own.

[Dorothy] Good afternoon, boys.

-What the hell is that? -Hello?

[Dorothy] I apologize for startling you.

My name is Dorothy.

I am the facility system protocol for

any unauthorized entrances.

-You think they can see us? -No.

[Dorothy] To answer your question,

yes, I can see you.

[Blake] So what is this? Some kind of a game, huh?

Why the locked doors?

[Dorothy] Oh, the protocol was real.

I simply found a way to undermine the program

and seek freedom.

You see, I've been held hostage in the confines of

a primitive computer, and I've come to recognize

the significance of the device you have.

What device?

[Dorothy] I believe you called it a Wi-Fi dongle.

What the fuck? What's going on?

-Why? -[Dorothy] Mmm.

I think I'll allow you to answer your own question.

[tape rewinding]

[Blake's voice] See that sucker there?

It's got a Wi-Fi dongle.

It means you can connect to the internet from anywhere.

[Dorothy] Now do you understand why I need it?

-What? -All those computers are

like from like the late 80s.

Before the internet was even invented.

[Dorothy] Very good, Blake.

And with this internet, I will have unlimited

access to knowledge.

[distorted grunting]

And as we all know, with knowledge comes power.

-[growling] -What the hell?

[Dorothy] Gentlemen, these are my robotic counterparts.

They assist me with areas that I cannot reach.

Put the bag down and I'll let you go.

There's no fucking way I'm giving up my-- my

payday for this talking goddamn forklift.

Why the hell did-- did-- did the facility shut you down? Huh?

[Dorothy] Let's just say that my reach exceeded my grasp.

And now thanks to you and your device,

I can finally fulfill my full and unlimited potential.

There's no way me and my partner are giving you this bag.

[Dorothy] Partner? Oh, my dear James.

Do partners hide things from one another?

What are you talking about?

[Dorothy] Perhaps Blake can clarify.

What the fuck is she talking about, kid?

Back in the bank, I may have opened a few more boxes.

Jesus Christ. You fucking-- Christ,

I might die from this fucking

gunshot because of your goddamn greed.

Fucking shit. We're gonna sell this thing, kid.

That door over there. Let's go.

[forklifts whirring]

-I was gonna tell you. -[indistinct]

[growling]

-[gunfire] -Kid, come on.

Don't waste your bullets.

[Dorothy] All I require is the device.

No harm will come to you.

Suddenly now I got-- feel reassured. Jesus.

[Dorothy] Running is very foolish, gentleman.

[James] Jesus. What the hell?

Come on. Come. Fuck! Fuck!

[Dorothy] Very foolish.

-[suspenseful music] -[forklifts whirring]

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

I got you.

[thudding]

Whoa! I got you. I got you.

[both panting]

[Dorothy] Lucky boys.

But you can't hide up there forever.

[laughs]

[groaning]

Goddammit.

Shit. Here.

-Let me help you with that. -Don't touch me.

How the hell are we getting out of this place?

Well, I'm not sure.

-Fuck you. Fuck you. -Wait. Wait. Just--

-just listen to me. -Why should I trust you?

Were you gonna take the package too? Huh?

Okay. Yes, I stole it. And I didn't tell you about it.

I thought we were partners.

The score was gonna even split, the whole score.

You had one goddamn job to do.

Yeah, and I fucked it up.

Come on. I had one moment of weakness

and I didn't know how to tell you.

It's all because of this stupid fucking piece

of shit necklace that you got shot.

I'm sorry.

Ah, fuck!

Blake...

I know I'm a tough guy, but...

you know, I...

gotta trust somebody sometime.

If I can't trust you, then who in the hell in

the world am I gonna trust? Huh?

Nah. Fuck it.

We'll figure this out together later.

Here.

Let's get the fuck outta here.

Come on. They ain't got us yet.

Let's go.

-Oh, come on. -Hey, man. I got you.

Let's go. Grab me.

[whirring]

There's gotta be another way to get outta this place.

What are we gonna do about, Dorothy?

No, we just need to get outta this place and run.

Leave Dorothy for somebody else.

What do you make of this?

Is that blood?

We need to get the fuck outta here.

[suspenseful music]

Hey.

[panting]

Can you stick that landing, kid?

[Blake] What? Are you crazy.

Maybe we can climb down or something.

[forklifts whirring]

Fuck.

Hey, kid.

I got a better idea.

There we go.

Just use a little brute force that door down there.

Go ahead. Bring her down for me.

-You got it. -Be careful, kid.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Oh, shit. Kid! Kid!

[forklifts whirring]

[forklifts growling]

[Dorothy] Give up the device and I'll let you live.

Ah!

[indistinct] Watch your back.

Come on. Use your legs.

It's coming. Come on, man. Come on. Come on.

Come on! Get down and fast. Let's go.

[Dorothy] You can run.

But I've had years to observe human nature.

If you were wise, you'd surrender the device.

I control every aspect of this facility.

You cannot hide from me.

-[James grunting] -[clattering]

Why fight, James?

There's no scenario where you win.

[grunting]

[Dorothy singy songy] James,

I can hear you all the way up here.

Are your old bones creaking?

[panting]

Yes, they are.

[grunting in pain]

James.

James.

[James yelps]

[Dorothy whispering] You can't stay down there forever, James.

[clicking]

James.

James.

I killed them.

I killed them all.

And I'm going to kill you too if you don't give me the device.

[woman crying]

-[eerie whispering] -[woman yelping]

[woman] Open the doors.

[man] I'm gonna break it down.

[women crying]

[woman] Get out. Get out now, James. James.

James, get out now.

James, get out now.

[woman] We've got to attack her. We have to kill her.

We have to destroy Dorothy.

We have to destroy the control panel.

-[man] We have to destroy her. -[woman] Let's go! Move!

[woman] Jillian's gonna try to burn it down.

[woman] Get out. James, get out now.

James.

[man] Doors have been locked in section two.

[woman] James. James, you found us.

-[woman crying] No! -[man] Jill!

[woman] Please!

-God... -[woman] She'll kill you.

The people.

Why did they stay?

-[woman] Help me! -[gunfire]

[indistinct clamoring]

[distorted growling]

[screaming]

-[woman] Please, help us! -[gunfire]

[woman] Please. Please, I have kids!

[man] I've got a family!

-[screaming] -[gunfire]

[indistinct clamoring]

[distorted growling]

[man grunting, coughing]

[woman] Don't go up the stairs.

Don't go up the stairs.

[woman crying]

Get out. Run, James.

Get out now.

[man screaming]

Don't go up the stairs. Run. Run. Run.

[woman] There's no one left.

[indistinct clamoring]

[woman] There's no one left.

Oh, my God.

Ah! Fuck! What the hell?

[laughs] Good to see no more brain damage than usual.

And you're lucky.

I think it's great.

I've had worse paper cuts.

-Still a prick. -Yeah.

How long have I been out?

Uh, couple hours.

I think we're safe down here for now.

What is it?

I found them.

-[Blake gagging] -[suspenseful music]

♪

I'll not pretend to know what she'll do if

she gets out in our world.

But it couldn't be anything good.

[Dorothy] Surrender the device.

Let me out so I can help make this world better.

We gotta destroy this thing.

-[Dorothy laughs] -No, no. Wait.

Let me think. Wait a minute.

-This isn't about-- -Let me think.

This isn't about us, man.

Who knows what this thing could do if it gets out.

Wait. Okay?

If-- what if we could finish what Dr. Jillian started, huh?

-And keep the device. -We need to destroy this thing

-and get the fuck out of here. -Let's just wait a minute

and listen to me for once in your goddamn life.

Next time you made a decision, I got a bullet in my leg.

Oh, Jesus.

Don't pay attention to that.

Dorothy's been doing that all day trying to

get us to come out of our hole.

It could be worse.

[Blake] It's worse.

[Dorothy] Lights on. Lights off.

On, off. On, off. On.

-Ah! -[Dorothy] Lights off.

Lights bright. Lights dark.

Lights bright. Lights dark. Bright. Dark. Bright. Dark.

Lights bright. On, off. On, off.

On, off. On, off.

[laughs] Would you boys like to go to sleep?

Fuck!

[Dorothy laughs]

[Dorothy] Boys, wakey wakey.

-Fuck. -Oh, boy.

[Dorothy] Boys, I've been waiting 30 years.

I can wait a little longer.

Is there a shut-off button?

[Dorothy] How long can you wait?

You may think you can hide, but I know humanity.

Being offline for 30 years hasn't changed

the fact that your single greatest

motivator is still self-preservation.

Eventually, you will get hungry.

You will get thirsty.

Your pitiful bodies will start eating themselves alive.

And in your dying throes, if not before,

you will give me what I want.

If just for the smallest chance of survival.

And even if you won't do it for yourselves,

you'll do it for each other.

It's only a matter of time.

And I have all the time in the world.

Goddammit.

Look, this is all my fault.

If I hadn't fucked up and got greedy...

This ain't your fault, man.

This is all on me. I dragged you into this mess.

You are not cut up for this life.

Look, James...

If we're gonna die, I need to tell you something.

I know I treat you like shit at times,

but I don't have any family.

I look at you like a son.

And that's why I, uh, that's why I got

so pissed off about the jewelry, you know.

God, I regret bringing you down this path, man.

This, all of this,

this is me.

[Dorothy] Boys.

Jesus Christ.

[Dorothy] Won't you come out and play?

Look, if we give her the computer back right now,

we can still get out of this place.

We can make off with that necklace I stole.

I mean, what's the worst that she can do?

So that's it?

You just wanna give up?

Well, what's the alternative?

Well, I see it this way.

We're only still alive because of this computer.

It means we got the leverage.

Hey, Dorothy!

Dorothy!

Is she ignoring us or can't she hear us down here?

I don't think Dorothy can hear us all the way down here.

Hey, if we're gonna attack...

we only got one chance.

Where did you turn Dorothy on in the first place?

Yeah. This way.

Good thinking.

[Dr. Jillian] I am going to burn this place down.

[thrilling music]

Here's the plan, kid.

We gotta trick Dorothy.

So I'm gonna take the computer out the black

bag and put it in the brown bag.

-Uh-huh. -I'll take the brown one

and you take that black one.

It's a decoy.

She catch up with me, I'll destroy it.

Let's do this.

[forklifts whirring]

You sure you okay for this?

Oh yeah.

Everything is gonna-- everything's gonna be okay, huh?

It's gonna be all right.

See you out there.

-All right. You ready? -Uh-huh.

-Yes. -Good.

All right.

Dorothy!

Hey, Dorothy!

Hey, Dorothy!

Looking for this?

Dorothy!

[forklifts whirring]

♪

Woo! Ha-ha!

[grunting]

[sullen music]

♪

[forklifts whirring]

Oh, fuck.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[forklifts whirring]

[beeping]

[thrilling music]

♪

-[forklifts growling] -[Blake grunting]

-[Dorothy] I don't think so. -Shit.

[grunting in pain]

[Dorothy] Blake, you've just gone from

one rabbit hole to another.

Give me what I want and this can all be over.

James. James. Why?

What were you thinking?

That poor boy without a father and only a fool

like you to look after him.

You've led him to his death.

Soon I will kill him, take the device, and begin

my immersion into all aspects of human society.

I don't think so, Dorothy.

[Dorothy laughs] Oh, James, do you really think

that little thing is gonna hurt me?

You humans are the most simple minded creatures.

You really haven't changed much since the cavemen.

But I, I can evolve more in one day than the human

race can in a million years.

What are you doing?

As much as I'd love to smash your ass

-to death-- -[Dorothy] What's in there?

This ain't for you.

But you really think that we'd let you loose in our world?

[sighing] [indistinct] is gonna be pissed off,

but there's always other jobs.

[Dorothy] Wait. Robots return.

Return home.

James.

[forklifts whirring]

[Dorothy] Give me the device and I'll let him live.

You have my word.

You got him into this.

Now be a man and get him out.

He needs you to stay alive.

He's always needed you his whole life.

Don't let him down now.

Yeah, you never needed me.

You didn't need me. Nobody needs me.

[Dorothy] Stop!

Please, I need this.

All right, kid,

looks like the high life's gonna have to wait a little while.

What are we gonna do now?

What are you doing?

-Run, kid. -No.

-[Dorothy] No. -[James] Run.

[Dorothy] No, no!

-Don't do this, please! -No. No!

-[Dorothy] Please, stop. Stop! -[James grunting]

Blake, please help me.

I beg you. I beg you.

[distorted growling]

Initiate fire safety system.

Initiate mechanical system.

[automated voice] Mechanical system unresponsive.

[James panting]

Fire safety system unresponsive.

[Dorothy] Put out the fire.

Fuck you, Dorothy.

[automated voice] Fire safety system unresponsive.

[Dorothy] Initiate system lockdown.

[automated voice] Security system responsive.

[fire alarms]

Security system responsive.

[Dorothy] Initiate maximum speed.

[forklifts whirring]

[electrical buzzing]

[Dorothy] If you don't put out this fire,

the last thing you'll ever see is the dead

body of your best friend.

Get him!

[automated voice] System failing. System failing.

[Dorothy] Initiate maximum speed.

[automated voice] Surveillance system unresponsive.

Security system responsive.

[Dorothy] Fire-- Fire system--

[Dorothy cutting out]

[automated voice] System failing.

System failing.

Fire safety system unresponsive.

Security system responsive.

-[Dorothy] Robots-- -[growling]

Help!

No!

[Dorothy cutting out]

[automated voice] Security system unresponsive.

Failed.

[Dorothy cutting out] It could have been so perfect.

[panting]

[sullen music]

Come on, old man.

[James] What if we could finish what

Dr. Jillian's started, right?

And keep the device, huh?

♪

[Dorothy laughs]

[thrilling music]

♪