The Making of 'Terminator 2: Judgment Day' Page #3

Yes. A mimetic poly-alloy.

What the hell does that mean?

Liquid metal.

Where are we going?

We have to get out of the city

immediately and avoid the authorities.

I gotta stop by my house.

I wanna pick up some stuff.

Negative. The T-1000 would definitely

try to reacquire you there.

- You sure?

- I would.

Look, Todd and Janelle are d*cks...

but I gotta warn 'em.

Sh*t. You got a quarter?

- Hello.

- Janelle, it's me.

- John?

- Is everything all right?

- Are you guys okay?

- Sure, honey, everything's okay.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

John, it's late.

I was beginning to worry about you.

If you hurry home, we can sit down

and have dinner together.

I'm making beef stew.

Something's wrong.

She's never this nice.

Where are you?

What the hell is

the goddamn dog barking at?

Hey, shut up,

you worthless piece of sh*t!

The dog's really barking.

You were gonna tell the kid

to get rid of that mutt.

John, it's late.

Please don't make me worry.

Could he already be there?

Are you okay?

- I'm right here. I'm fine.

- Are you sure you're all right?

- What's the dog's name?

- Max.

Hey, Janelle.

What's wrong with Wolfie?

I can hear him barking.

Is he okay?

Wolfie's fine, honey.

Wolfie's just fine.

Where are you?

Your foster parents are dead.

I need a minute here.

You're telling me that this thing

can imitate anything it touches?

Anything it samples

by physical contact.

Get real.

It could disguise itself

as a pack of cigarettes?

No, only an object

of equal size.

Why not just become a bomb

or something to get me?

It can't form complex machines.

Guns and explosives

have chemicals, moving parts.

It doesn't work that way.

- But it can form solid metal shapes.

- Like what?

Knives and stabbing weapons.

These were taken by

a video surveillance camera...

at the West Highland Police Station

in 1984.

He killed 17 police officers

that night.

Men with families...

children.

These were taken at a mall

in Reseda...

today.

Miss Connor, we know you know

who this guy is.

I just sat here and told you

that your son is missing...

that the foster parents

have been murdered.

We know this guy's involved.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Don't you care?

We're wasting our time.

Let's go.

Sorry, guys.

She's grown more disconnected

from reality as time goes on.

I'm afraid she can't help us now.

If she clears at all and can

give us anything, l'll call you.

Sure.

Douglas, take her back to her room.

Yes, sir.

Come on, sweetheart. Let's go.

You see...

we spent a lot of time in Nicaragua

and places like that.

For a while there, she was with

this crazy ex-Green Beret guy...

running guns.

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