Saturn 3 Page #2

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With help.

- Then what?

- One of you will be obsolete.

We can apply for remission

together, can't we?

We have to find a way

to stay together.

The truth is,

I'm close to abort time.

I hoped they'd forgotten us.

They never

seem to forget.

Obsolete...

Alex! I've got it.

We flush the captain

and his friend into space.

You wouldn't do that.

Why? People are flushed

all over the solar system.

- No one cares!

- It's a horrible idea.

It's a great idea.

- Blue dreamers?

- Mm-hmm.

Now?

Why not?

I don't feel anything.

You always want instantaneous

satisfaction.

Do you miss it?

Maybe it's different now.

Yeah, maybe it's worse.

That pill's getting to you.

No...

I think you ought

to go to Earth.

What?

You said I'd hate it.

Find out for yourself

you hate it.

I don't want to go.

Yes, you do.

- I just want to have been.

- So have been.

- And leave you?

- It'll happen sooner or later.

Quiet, please.

You're blocking him.

Meet Hector.

Adam.

Give it an instruction.

Ask something.

- Hector?

- Yes.

Hector, hand the flask

to the major.

Abort!

Glad you didn't ask him

to shake hands.

Wheel and peditate.

Obviously,

there's some fine tuning to do.

Begin.

- I thought you had me.

- You have me.

- Good evening, Captain.

- Good evening.

Can he play?

Yes. I play. He plays.

I'd like to see that.

Hector. All right.

How would you like

to make a small wager, Hector?

He doesn't like

to be laughed at.

Can't you program

a sense of humour?

That's not a priority.

You can't program

a sense of humour.

- Anything I have, he can have.

- He'll definitely have one.

- Who's white?

- You be, Hector.

How does he learn?

Direct input.

He sits him

in front of a blackboard.

I said direct input.

How do you work that?

Brain to brain.

A brain drain?

You mean he draws

from your brain?

Yes. When I want him to.

But how?

Radio contact.

Where do you make

the connection?

Hector.

What were you thinking?

Exchange and simplify.

And you can control

what you think?

- Yes.

- I wish I could.

I teach him

as much as I choose.

You haven't taught him enough.

Sacrifice. That's one thing you

can't teach him, Captain.

Sacrifice.

Checkmate.

Now, whatever he thinks goes

straight into that robot.

Doesn't that scare you?

Not really.

The captain's been carefully

selected. He's trained.

- To control his thoughts.

- Of course.

How do you work that?

Is it the box?

You can hear me, right?

But you can't talk.

Who knows

what's in the captain's brain?

Who knows what goes on

in anybody's head?

Alex, would you say I was a man

who could control his thoughts?

I think so.

Stand up... please.

Now take that off very slow...

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