The Making of 'Terminator 2: Judgment Day' Page #2

right there.

Mr. Dyson?

The materials team

is running another...

- Mr. Dyson.

- Yes?

The materials team is running

another series this afternoon.

You have to sign for the... it.

- You have to sign it out.

- Okay. L'll get it.

I know I haven't been here long,

but I was wondering if you know...

Know what?

If you know where "it" came from.

I asked them the same question once.

You know what they told me?

Don't ask.

- Good morning, Mr. Dyson.

- How's it going?

Insert key.

Left on three.

Two, one, turn.

- How are the wife and kids?

- Great. Thanks.

So what do you think, Doctor?

Haven't I shown improvement?

Well, Sarah, here's the problem.

I know how smart you are.

You're just telling me

what I want to hear.

I don't think you really believe

what you're telling me today.

If I put you in minimum security,

you'll just try to escape again.

You have to let me see my son.

Please.

He's in great danger.

He's naked without me.

If I could make a phone call...

I'm afraid not.

Not for a while.

I don't see any choice but to

recommend to the review board...

that you stay here

for another six months.

l'll kill you,

you son of a b*tch!

You son of a b*tch!

Ten CCs of sodium amobarbital, stat!

You don't know what you're doing!

Get some restraints in here now!

You don't know what you're doing!

Model citizen.

You just missed him.

He was here 15 minutes ago.

- He was going to the galleria.

- Yeah.

The galleria?

I'm gonna get some quarters.

l'll be back, all right?

- Oh, no!

- Girls, do you know John Connor?

Hey, do you know this guy?

Nah, I don't know him.

- John.

- Not now.

There's this cop scoping for you.

Check it out.

- He's right over there.

- Split, man.

- Just go.

- Yeah.

I saw that kid...

You're not supposed to

be in here!

Get down.

Mister, are you all right?

You all right?

Come on!

Goddamn!

Okay, time-out.

Stop the bike.

Time out.

Come on, stop the bike.

Holy sh*t.

Now, don't take this the wrong way.

- You are a Terminator, right?

- Yes.

Cyberdyne Systems, Model 101.

Holy sh*t.

You're really real.

I mean...

You're like a machine underneath,

right?

But alive outside?

I'm a cybernetic organism.

Living tissue

over metal endoskeleton.

This is intense.

Get a grip, John. Okay.

You're not here to kill me.

I figured that part out for myself.

So what's the deal?

My mission is to protect you.

Yeah? Who sent you?

You did.

Thirty-five years from now,

you reprogrammed me...

to be your protector here,

in this time.

Oh, this is deep.

So this other guy, he's

a Terminator like you, right?

Not like me.

A T-1000, advanced prototype.

More advanced than you are?

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