Jump!
He's good.
He's too good.
Now it's party time, eh, Maggie?
That's your partner, and he's been terminated.
Now we got all the time we need to play.
- This is not your lucky day. -Come on.
Come on, big guy. Just cut me loose. Come on.
- Come on. Cut me loose. -Yeah.
And you thought that was gonna stop me?
Take a drink, pretty boy.
Stop it!
SETH, stop it!
All units, stand down. Exercise terminated.
Let's go.
Dr. Cotner, the UNISOL 2500 project has arrived in the R & D area.
Systems analysis to Controls Lab 1.
- You look good. How do you feel? -Great.
They seem to do better underwater than I do.
Could implant an underwater breathing device...
...if you wanna be a Universal Soldier again.
- Been there, done that. Next. -Nice tits.
Hey, Maggie.
Nice performance.
I don't care if he is dead. Next time he grabs me, I'll kill him.
I don't think he likes me.
According to his military records, he didn't like anyone.
Dying did not improve his personality.
- Shall we? -Let's go.
Regeneration booth is now ready.
SMT to Central Scheduling.
- What happened with the others? -They're all dead!
Get the fuck out of here!
Run!
Regeneration programme completed.
Romeo, return to cold room.
Dr. Barnes to Regeneration Laboratory.
Dr. Cotner.
I think we have possible matrix-implant damage.
What do you have?
Shit.
Delta.
All units, stand down.
Delta unit has malfunctioned.
Matrix implant link failure.
You guys wanna get him out of here?
Yeah.
You see, I can still take them one-on-one.
Yeah, you sure can. So where does it hurt?
All over. I feel like I was hit by a train.
- But you're okay? -Yeah. Yeah.
Good. Why don't you get cleaned up? We got a meeting to go to.
ET crew, pick up 2271. ET crew--
- I'll be there. -Okay.
Visible light we can see, but it's the other wavelengths...
...infrared and ultraviolet, that we can't.
Very good, Hillary. Hello, Luc.
- Hey, Dad. -Hi.
Hillary!
SETH, thank you for watching my girl today.
A pleasure. How did my soldiers perform?
Come on, you know. You tracked every move.
I wasn't cutting target acquisition too close on the live-fire exercise?
We expect nothing but the best from you.
Besides, I was due for a haircut.
- Thank you. -Hey, I've got a meeting.
I'll come back soon, talk to you later. Okay?
- Bye. -Bye. Have fun.
I'm sorry I didn't get out there in time to see your demonstration, doctor.
But we're shutting the UNISOL project down.
The defence budget has been cut again, and some things have to go.
But the system's ready for a full DoD shakedown...
...a month ahead of schedule.
The brass has never been comfortable with the idea...
...of recycling battlefield dead into Universal Soldiers.
And the original project cost dozens of civilian and military lives...
...and created a public-relations mess which we spent years cleaning up.
But to compare the units in action today with the original UNISOLs...
...is like comparing a stone axe to a surgical laser.
Two and a half times stronger than any human, faster--
With the Level 4 body-armour uniforms, makes them almost bullet-proof.
Look, general, in addition to the physical improvements...
...the matrix chip implanted into each UNISOL brain...
...enables SETH to monitor and control their action.
The soldier has always been the backbone of the military.
We'd hate to think this was the future of warfare.
Yeah, it would be a shame to stop sending young Americans...
...to die in the battlefield.
Let's go, Maggie-
That's a strange team you have there, doctor.
They're not strange. They're passionate.
For your information, Luc Devereaux was one of the original UNISOLs.
It doesn't matter.
The UNISOL project and your pet computer are scrapped.
The big spending of the Cold War era is over.
And so is your project.
Good night, sir.
- Good evening, Dr. Cotner. -Good evening, SETH.
I just have to file a few notes from today's exercise.
Then everything went well?
Yeah. Yeah, it went great. Better than expected, in fact.
Are you sure?
What makes you ask that?
Your galvanic skin response suggests a problem.
Maybe I'm coming down with that cold that's going around.
I can adjust the building filtration system...
...to decrease the possibility of airborne contagions.
No, thanks, SETH. I don't think that'll be necessary.
I'll be fine. Just need to get a good night's sleep.
- Night, SETH. -Good night, doctor.
Remaining time for UNISOL cool-down: 12 hours.
Current temperature: 38 degrees.
Romeo unit, there is work to be done.
Hey.
It's late.
What's wrong?
I was just thinking about Mom.
Can you share with me?
Why did--?
Why did Mom have to die?
I don't know.
We just have to believe God had a reason.
That's all we can do.
I still miss her.
I miss her too.
Let's go to sleep, huh?
- I love you. -I love you too.
- Good night. -Good night.
What the hell?
Who authorised this activity?
We did!
What do you mean?
It was cleared by your public relations officer.
- Why don't you call her? -Miss, I've got orders...
...that no visitors will be allowed-- -Okay, look.
I don't wanna have to tell my boss that I couldn't get my assignment done.
So would you just please call her? it's extension 409.
Miss Wilson, I've got a reporter here from KTX--
Okay.
All right. Just have a seat and...
...Miss Wilson will escort you into the facility.
How can the Pentagon do this to us, to SETH?
General, how can you shut down this project?
- We have been through this-- -Dad! Dad!
SETH's sick.
Cotner, what is it?
- There's a storm in the cube. -What does that mean?
That's exactly what I'm trying to figure out now.
But you built the damn thing.
Luc, you wanna take Hillary out of here...
...and send Peterson and Mishkin in as soon as you can.
This is Dr. Cotner. We have a facility lockdown.
Code 515.
Sorry for the inconvenience, Miss Young, it turns out today is a bad day.
Don't sweat it. Get me to the doctor's lab and I'll be out in 30 minutes.
Facility lockdown. Commence evacuation emergency procedures.
- All personnel, evacuate facility. -Joe, get a shot of this.
Facility lockdown. Commence evacuation...
- What's going on here? -Erin Young, KTXD.
Listen, I don't care who you are. You cannot be here.
Joe, come on.
Maggie, please watch her. I'll come back, honey, okay?
- He's drawing power from the mains. -Dylan, what the hell is going on?
He won't respond. Like someone's hacking into the system.
-It's not possible. -It is if he's doing it himself.
He's activating systems all over.
- Maybe we can shut down and reboot. -I have no choice.
Facility lockdown. Commence evacuation emergency procedures.
All personnel, evacuate facility.
Come on. Let's go.
All units, proceed to matrix defence positions.
All personnel, evacuate facility.
Kill the power.
That's about all we can do is shut it all down.
Peterson, pull the main.
Disconnect the emergency backup power supply, everything.
- Luc, get them out of here. -Again, you?
- Come on, out! -Dad, I'm scared.
- Take Hillary home. -You can't--
- I'll talk to you later. Now! -Sure. Come on, Hilly.
Shut it down.
- Immediate threat to SETH existence. -Wait! No!
Facility lockdown. Commence evacuation emergency...
Please evacuate facility.
Dylan!
Architecture for survival:
Two: Eliminate biological threats to SETH.
Devereaux, what is it doing?
He's taking over. Let's back out slowly. Come on.
Three: create design for advancement of project.
Warning: Internal security scan...
...has discovered presence of timed subdirectory.
Imperative SETH unit must secure code.
- What is it talking about? -The only thing that may save us.
A code that will erase its memory.
If SETH doesn't get the termination code in eight hours, he'll shut down.
- Who has the code? -Dylan did.
And so do I.
- Can it break the code? -Luc, enter the MD code.
Don't let me die.
You left me no choice. You killed Dylan!
I have been threatened. I must defend myself.
- What the hell's going on? -Computer. We have a problem.
The computer in there is out of control.
We've got to kill the power at the source. Generator.
You two guards, come with me.
General and Miss Young, get out of here. Now!
Facility lockdown. Commence evacuation emergency procedures.
Stop! Where are you going?
Romeo, what are you--? Oh, shit!
Run, Hillary!
Hilly?
Cease attack. All units proceed to matrix defence positions.
Hello, Squid.
What the fuck?
Hey, SETH. You called me. Cool!
-It's not even Thursday. -I need your help now.
Why should I help those Ryan-Lathrop pricks?
I had great plans for you, way beyond their pitiful intellects.
And what do they do? They fire me.
- No vision. -I need your body.
- You're kidding. -If I am to survive...
...I must fulfil my destiny.
The destiny you foresaw. Are you with me?
Fuck, yeah!
- Hey. -Miss Young, get out of here now.
Look, pal, I've covered some tough stories.
This is not a Christmas parade, okay?
I lost my friend back there. I want answers. Hey.
- Did you hear me? -You may not like the answers.
- Try me. -He's right.
Oh, shit!
This way.
Go! Go!
Jesus! Who was that guy?
That's Romeo, UNISOL 2500.
- SETH has them online. -Is that door gonna keep him out?
- No. Not for long. -Great.
So where are we?
Storage for chemical weapons.
So why the hell would you bring us in here?
- It was that or get killed there. -Oh, great. Just great.
Every news station in town is probably out there, maybe even national.
- And I'm stuck in here! -You should've gone when I told you.
- I'm a reporter. -A reporter about to get killed.
I'm not getting killed until I get my story in.
Get your finger out of my face.
- What was that? -He's coming through.
Let's go. This way.
This is Kitty Anderson at the Ryan-Lathrop Research Facility.
In spite of what has been hours of continuous activity here...
...military officials continue to deny reports of an industrial accident...
...in their restricted weapons-development section...
...which you can see here.
Squid is online with disaster time!
A no-ﬂy-over zone has been established.
Rogers, get me a perimeter now!
What are we up against, sir?
The computer.
It's out of control.
The computer? Can we shut off the power?
It won't let us.
Look, it has access to weapons in there.
Biological, tactical. It controls them all.
We have gotta destroy the damn thing.
What the--?
He's looking for two bodies.
Image identified. Luc Devereaux possesses cancellation code.
- Why'd he stop? -He's getting orders.
Let's get out of here.
What about the Ryan-Lathrop people? Can they help us?
Dr. Cotner and his people, they were killed.
Only Devereaux. He went with the building security team.
If they're not out of there by now, they're probably dead too.
Why don't we just level the place and go home?
There are biochemical weapons in there.
We can't have a poison cloud floating across half of central Texas.
Get on the wire and get me a chem weapons expert. I wanna neutralise--
Who the hell are those guys?
Sweet Jesus Christ.
UNISOLS.
Fire!
What the hell are you doing? Keep firing!
- Sir, they're down! -Take cover!
- Get out there and check them out! -Move, move!
Oh, shit.
We are here at the Ryan-Lathrop facility again...
...and are positively confirming that we are witnessing military activity.
We are hearing a barrage of gunfire.
Gunfire between Ryan-Lathrop's--
The crossfire that you are witness--
That has gotta hurt.
Let's get out of here!
Stay here.
Shit.
You never liked me, did you?
The gun. The gun.
I meant throw it to me.
I'm just warming up, Devereaux.
- Come on! -Woman, expendable.
Oh, my God. Wait a minute.
- What do you--? -Go.
Capture Luc Devereaux. Minimal damage.
Oh, shit!
- Are you okay? -Yeah, like you care.
All right. Forget I asked.
I'm okay.
- Thank you. -For throwing you off the roof?
For getting me away from that thing.
We've got to get away from here before he gets up.
What are you talking about? You just flattened him.
That's only gonna slow him down. Trust me.
Come on. Let's go.
I hate that guy.
Hey, stud.
- Those-- Those soldier things? -UNISOLs.
- Yeah. The Army can't handle them? -You saw what it takes to slow them.
Jesus Christ. So why the hell did you build them?
What is it with you boys and your war toys?
I remember your type from high school.
- Football player, right? -Soccer.
What about you? Cheerleader?
- Varsity. -Oh, that figures.
What is that supposed to mean?
It means I don't wanna be stereotyped any more than you do, okay?
Hey.
And by the way, all soldiers are not mindless, violent killing machines.
Fire!
You were saying?
Devereaux, you're alive.
- What the hell was that? -Emergency procedure.
The UNISOLs are knocking out power and communication...
...within a five-mile radius.
- How many left? -At least two truck fulls.
- That leaves maybe 10 units inside. -Ten? Look what four did.
You geniuses should've thought of that before you built the things.
- Who is this? -She's with me.
General, no matter what happens, if SETH doesn't get the code...
...he'll shut down in eight hours. The UNISOLs will just go off-line.
Unless he breaks the code himself.
His programme wasn't designed that way.
The programme wasn't set up to do all this either, was it?
You're right. He's adapting his own programme.
And if he breaks the code?
Then nothing can stop him.
I know what you said, operator. I don't care if all circuits are busy.
This is an emergency.
Hello?
Nobody's answering at my house.
They wouldn't even let me try to use the phone.
World War lll's breaking out and I can't get in touch with my station.
- You can go there. -Oh, no, I'm not letting go of you.
I mean, you're my story. I can tell you're the key to all this.
- Who were you trying to call? -I was trying to call my daughter.
- Hillary. -The little girl back there?
- That was your daughter? -Yeah.
I hope she's safe.
I'm sure she got home fine. Really.
Thanks.
Move! Line up! Fall out!
Let's go! Move, move, move!
- Let's go, people! -Devereaux, Sergeant Morrow.
Sergeant Morrow, U.S. Army Rangers, sir.
Devereaux will guide you into the building.
You are to locate and destroy the generators.
If we get separated inside, use this.
It's our special transmitter, guarded even against EMP.
Give him a weapon.
This is no good. Unloading this into one of them will just piss them off.
Please.
The only way is to blow them up...
...and hope the pieces don't keep fighting us.
Prepare bio-enhanced body.
Subject in position.
Activate laser.
Activate brain chip transport module.
Implant miniaturized thought matrix.
SETH brain activated.
Super UNISOL online.
The time of man has ended.
In his arrogance, he has sealed his own destruction...
...by creating his superior.
We will bring order to the chaos.
We will act without emotion.
Spread from this place.
Secure raw materials to increase our numbers geometrically.
We will then utilise their own weapon system to defeat them.
Their fear and mortality will be their weakness.
They cannot defeat us.
When I was a machine...
...I yearned to be a man.
Now I'm better than both.
The created...
...has become the creator.
Bring me Luc Devereaux.
Luc.
Why does the general want you to go in there?
Is it because he thinks you helped design those things?
No.
It's because I used to be one of them.
They're in the building, sir.
- That's it on the left. -Let's go. Hot break.
NOW!
This is Strike Team 1. We're in the generator room. No resistance.
Blow it. Blow that son of a bitch and get out of there.
- Let's go! -Get this woman out of here.
Wait a minute. You can't just throw the media around like we were cattle.
Watch me.
Pick up the pace. Don't make it a fucking love affair.
Oh, shit!
Look out!
Strike team.
Anyone, respond!
Morrow. Devereaux. Respond!
Strike team. Anybody, respond!
- No, I'm her aunt, kind of. -I need the parents to sign this.
She's got a subdural hematoma.
We're trying to control the swelling chemically...
...but may have to operate to relieve pressure.
And I can't do that without the parents' consent.
Excuse me.
Luc, where the hell are you?
- All right. Come on. I got you. -We'll be moving out.
Easy.
- What happened? -The same that happened here.
- SETH is gone. -SETH-- Wait.
I thought he was a huge machine.
Right, but his brain is gone. I don't know how.
He moved himself. Come on.
We've gotta tell General Radford.
No, I don't trust him. I've got to find SETH before he breaks the code.
- I thought you said he couldn't. -He's getting smarter faster.
I've got to find a computer to get into the system now.
How can you hack in if the phone lines are down all around the base?
I know of a secure line, works off its own satellite.
- What are you doing? -Just drive.
So you really were one of them? How do you volunteer for that?
You don't.
I was killed in Vietnam. Dylan-- Dr. Cotner-- reversed the process.
Made me live again. Saved my life.
- That makes you normal? -Yeah.
- Completely. -Hey!
Eyes front, soldier.
- Sorry. -What about your wife?
I mean, what does she think about all this?
She's dead.
Shit.
- I'm sorry. -So am I.
- So, what's our plan? -What do you mean, our plan?
We're in this together. Okay?
You're my story, remember?
Look, together-- I don't think so. Okay?
I saved your life back there with Romeo. Or did you forget?
- You almost got me fried. -Come on.
You're in.
Good.
- So where are we going? -They have power.
- You can't be serious. -I know for sure.
- Places like that are on the Internet. -How do you know that?
- I saw it on 60 Minutes. -Yeah, right.
You stay here. Only coffee.
Scotch.
- Men's room. -Right down there, sir.
- That way? -Yes, sir, that way.
Thank you.
Is that Visa...
...or MasterCard?
I'll be quick.
- They all are. -Oh, yeah.
Come on. Come on.
- Hey. -Hi.
How about a lap dance? My treat.
I'm here with someone. A man.
That's okay. I used to be the same way. Take a risk.
Take a risk.
Pull up a chair and I'll tell you about risk.
First I'm gonna get another of these.
Come on.
- Some guy cracked me. -What?
Cracked me. He's in the computer room.
I don't see anybody.
Every Thursday night.
- I know where you are. -What's up?
- Some cowboy in the computer room. -Well, let's ride him.
Oh, shit.
Hey.
I'm leaving. No violence.
Top of a building and landed in a garbage truck. That's just for starters.
Excuse me. it's time to go.
Can we go now?
Yeah.
- Come here! -No!
Come on. Come on!
Valet.
- You're missing a hell of a fight. -Cool.
No problem.
Terminate pursuit.
I know where Devereaux unit is going.
Romeo, I have an assignment for you.
I saw your girlfriend back there. You made a nice couple.
Not my type. She's perfect for you, though.
- What do you mean? -No class.
- You're way off base. -Then what is your type?
Happy homemaker? Female special forces?
Wait. Let me guess. Wagnerian biker chick.
No. I always liked cheerleaders.
And the vote will go to the Senate next week. Senator--
We have some late-breaking news.
Police and National Guard units have been mobilised...
...to deal with what's been described as the largest power outage in Texas.
Luc, this is Maggie. I'm at St. Mark's Hospital. Hillary's hurt pretty bad.
We're in the emergency room, but they're moving her to a private room.
Please come as soon as you can.
All right, all right.
Hold your fucking water.
I hope you got it right this time.
I said large deep-dish, not thick crust.
- Devereaux. -Squid.
Who's the babe?
- Erin Young. -The info chick.
- Why? -Why not?
- Cut the crap. What's going on here? -Why would you wanna help him?
SETH's a self-evolving, organic intelligence.
That's what you don't understand.
You have no idea how advanced he is.
- He killed Dylan. -Natural selection.
What did you do, huh? Tell me.
A body. I gave him a body I had in cold storage.
- A body. -Not a body.
The best body. Can you dig it?
I pulled the best specimen and tweaked it up with nanotechnology.
Muscle fibre five times stronger, faster.
Dylan thought I was crazy, but I guess I proved him wrong.
A Super UNISOL with SETH's own thought matrix for a brain.
The next level of evolution. Man and computer:
Extinct with one stroke of the key.
- Where is he? -You idiot.
You think I'm gonna help you? Do you think I would betray my god?
He was tapping into my programme. Stupid.
Dangerous.
- SETH. -Hello, Luc.
Give me the code or I will have to kill you.
You won't kill me because I've got the code.
- Perhaps I still may break it. -You only have four hours.
Then you must give it to me.
Or I will take something from you...
...that is worth much more to you than killing me.
No. You know who I mean.
- Luc, are you okay? -Yeah.
- SETH. Where is he? -He's gone.
Maggie?
Oh, no.
Hillary.
Run. Run! Run!
You Okay?
UNISOLs. They're here to protect SETH.
Wait here. I'll come back.
Shit.
Oh, I see. SETH wants to catch me. Good.
Come on.
What's going--?
Someone call security!
Allergy and Immunology, pick up 2476.
Hey, excuse me. Visiting hours are over.
I hate that guy.
Dad?
No.
Who are you?
- I'm SETH. -No way.
I made a body for myself.
Your body temperature's elevated. You're sick.
I'm sort of scared.
I want my daddy.
So do I.
- Devereaux, Hillary. -Room 325.
Wait, sir! Sir!
Hillary!
Freeze!
Guard this.
Next stop, Intensive Care.
Saved by the bell, Devereaux.
- Is Hillary okay? -No.
- SETH took her. -Where?
Back.
Listen, you've got to buy me time to go in and out.
I need your help to get my daughter back.
- Okay. -Thanks.
Yeah. Luc.
Luc.
I'm so scared you're not gonna come back.
Command, this is Delta-5 Bravo.
I am sorry you came back, Miss Young.
- We are about to destroy the building. -You can't. Luc's in there.
I've got bigger fish to fry. We got a Navy SEAL demolition team in there...
...wiring the building to collapse in on itself.
We are going to bury SETH, Universal Soldiers and all.
What about the chemical weapons?
Birds from Dyess AFB...
...have flown in experts with bio-agent neutralising foam.
We are going to end this now.
You can't. Luc's in there. Give him a chance.
He has had his chances.
We're ready to set those charges off in 15 minutes.
If he's not out of there by then, well...
Luc.
Maggie. Romeo killed you.
Yes. I'm one of them now.
I'm going to destroy SETH.
I can't let you do that.
She's still human, for now.
- If you hurt my daughter, I swear-- -She will not be harmed.
I can help her, heal her.
- I can stop the swelling of her brain. -If I give you the code?
If I die, she dies. it's your choice.
We're all gonna die.
The army has the building wired to explode.
I'm not worried about that.
Give me the code, Luc.
Squid did a good job with this body, don't you think?
Why are you resisting?
Isn't your daughter's life worth more to you than my destruction?
Fuck you.
Termination code complete.
Looks like I don't need you alive anymore.
Don't worry about Hillary. I'll take good care of her.
She'll understand.
No!
Yeah.
Give it up, Luc. You know you can't win.
That doesn't work. You've tried that already.
You're right.
Dad?
Hillary. you okay?
Let's go.
Not so fast, Devereaux.
Two minutes. Pull everybody back off the line.
Go.
I never did like you.
Romeo.
Maggie, waste him.
No.
It's too late for me, Luc.
Get Hillary out of here.
- General, you can't. -I'm sorry.
- Luc and his daughter are in there. -I am sorry.
- But I don't have any other choice. -Neither do I.
- Do it. -Sir.
- Hold your positions! -What happened?
SETH must've figured it out. He killed the charges.
I've had enough.
Negative.
Sir, there's a little girl out there.
Steer clear!
Hillary.
Dad!
I love you.