Terminator 2: Judgment Day

Three billion human lives ended on August 29th, 1997.

The survivors of the nuclear fire called the war "Judgment Day".

They lived only to face a new nightmare,

the war against the Machines...

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The computer which controlled the machines, Skynet,

sent two terminators back through time.

Their mission, to destroy the leader of the human Resistance,

John Connor, my son.

The first terminator was programmed to strike at me

in the year 1984, before John was born.

It failed.

The second was set to strike at John himself,

when he was still a child.

As before, the Resistance was able to send a lone warrior.

A protector for John.

It was just a question of which one of them would reach him first.

I need your clothes, your boots and your motorcycle.

You forgot to say "please".

- - Ooh!

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Get him off me!

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Pull it out! Pull it out!

Pull it out! Pull it out!

Take it.

Can't let you take the man's wheels, son.

Now get off before I put you down.

-That's it, goddammit. - Bad to the bone

R-31 David, Sherman Code Six

at the sixth street bridge in Santa Fe

on… an electrical disturbance.

10-4, R-31 David.

- -John?

Come on, get in there and clean up that pigsty of yours.

-John? -

Your foster parents are kind of dicks, huh?

I swear I have had it with that goddamn kid.

-He won't even answer me anymore. - Honey, move.

Would you get off your butt and help me?

Todd!

What?

He hasn't cleaned that room of his in a month.

Well, it's an emergency. Hang on, I'll get right on it.

- Come on! - John!

Come on, get your ass inside. Do what your mother tells ya.

She's not my mother, Todd.

This next patient is interesting.

I've been following the case for years.

A 29-year-old female…

- - Hey, hey!

…diagnosed as acute schizo-affective disorder.

The usual indicators, depression, anxiety,

violent acting out, delusions of persecution.

The delusional architecture is fairly unique.

She believes that a machine, called the "Terminator",

which looked human, of course,

was sent back through time to kill her.

That's original.

And also, that the father of her child

was a soldier sent back to protect her.

And he was from the future, too.

The year, uh, 2029, if I remember correctly.

And here we are.

Morning, Sarah.

Good morning, Dr. Silberman.

How's the knee?

Fine, Sarah.

She, uh, stabbed in the kneecap with my pen a few weeks ago.

Repeated escape attempts…

Let's move on, shall we?

Douglas, I don't like to see the patients disrupting their rooms like this.

See that she takes her Thorazine, would you.

Sure, Dr. Silberman, I'll take care of it.

Time to take your meds, Connor.

You take it.

Now you know you gotta be good,

'cause you're up for review this afternoon.

I'm not taking it. I don't want any trouble.

-Ain't no trouble… -

Yeah, zap her.

Last call, sugar.

Sweet dreams.

Are you the legal guardian of John Connor?

That's right, officer. What's he done now?

Could I speak with him, please?

You could if he were here.

He took off on his bike this morning, so he could be anywhere.

Do you have a photograph of John?

Yeah, sure. Hold on.

You gonna tell me what this is about?

I just need to ask him a few questions.

He's a good-looking boy.

-Do you mind if I keep this picture? -No, go on.

There was a guy here this morning looking for him, too.

Yeah, a big guy on a bike.

Has that got something to do with this?

No.

I wouldn't worry about him.

Thanks for your cooperation.

Please insert your stolen card now.

PIN number…

Hurry up. This is taking too long.

Go baby, go baby, go baby…

All right. PIN number 9003…

Where'd you learn this stuff from, anyway?

From my Mom. My real Mom, I mean.

Withdraw three-zero-zero bucks.

Come on, baby. Come on, come on, come on!

- Yes! - Hey, it worked!

All right.

Easy money. Come on.

Yes! Piece of cake!

That her?

Yes.

So she's pretty cool, huh?

No, she's a complete psycho.

That's why she's up at Pescadero, the mental institute, okay?

She tried to blow up a computer factory,

but she got shot and arrested.

No shit.

She's a total loser.

-Come on, let's go spend some money. -Alright.

Sarah.

Sarah, wake up.

Kyle.

You're dead.

Where's our son, Sarah?

They took him away from me.

He's the target now.

-I know… -He's all alone. You have to protect him.

I know.

You tell me how I'm supposed to do that.

He doesn't even believe me anymore.

-I've lost him. -You're strong, Sarah.

Stronger than you ever thought you could be.

On your feet, soldier.

I love you, Sarah. I always will.

- I need you. - I'll always be with you.

Remember the message?

"The future is not set."

"There is no fate but what we make for ourselves."

Stay with me.

There's not much time left in the world, Sarah.

Kyle, don't go!

Kyle!

Mommy, what's this? What's this, Mommy?

It's like a giant strobe light…

burning right through my eyes.

Somehow, I can still see.

Look…

we know the dream's the same every night.

- Why do I have to-- - Please, continue.

Children look like burnt paper…

…black.

Not moving.