John : Whoa... time out. Stop the bike! Now don't take this the wrong way, but you are a terminator, right?
Terminator : Yes. Cyberdyne Systems, Model 101.
John : No way! Holy shit... you're really real! I mean... whoah! (stepping back) You're, uh... like a machine underneath, right... but sort of alive outside?
Terminator : I'm a cybernetic organism. Living tissue over a metal endoskeleton.
John : This in intense. Get a grip, John. Okay, uh... you're not here to kill me... I
figured that part
out for myself. So what's the deal?
Terminator : My mission is to protect you.John : Yeah? Who sent you?
Terminator : You did. Thirty years from now you reprogrammed me to be your protector here, in this time.
John : This is deep. So this other guy? He's a terminator too,
right, like you?
Terminator : Not like me. A T-1000. Advanced prototype. A mimetic polyalloy.
John : What does that mean?
Terminator : Liquid metal.
John : Radical.
Terminator : You are targeted for termination. The T-1000 will not stop until it complete its mission.
Ever.
John : Where we going?
Terminator : We have to leave the city, immediately. And avoid the authorities.
John : Can I stop by my house?
Terminator : Negative. The T-1000 will definitely try to acquire you there. |
