Terminator Genisys Page #3

is confusing to you?

Handcuffs!

O'Brien. Officer down. We need backup.

It's a robot!

- We're screwed, aren't we?

- Pretty much.

Come with me if you want to live.

Now, soldier!

Reese, right?

Kyle Reese?

- You're Sarah.

- Yeah, I know that.

You hit your head back there?

The terminator. I don't know the model.

T-1000. Liquid metal. Shape-changer.

It just needs to touch something

to mimic it.

You know about terminators?

And you know who I am?

You were sent to protect me

by John Connor,

the leader of the Resistance.

My son.

I don't understand.

You can't know any of this.

But I do.

Listen to me, Reese,

everything's changed.

The 1984 John sent you to,

it no longer exists.

No, this is all wrong, all right?

John sent me here to save you.

From the terminator

that was sent back to kill me.

I know, but we already took care of him.

"We"?

Get down!

Reese, stop it!

Reese, God damn it!

- Stay here!

- Reese, wait!

Those bullets will kill him!

He's here to kill you! Stay in the truck!

Great. That's just great.

I did not kill him.

We do not have long

before the T-1000 acquires our position.

Arguing with Kyle Reese

puts us at a strategic disadvantage.

Bite me.

That is a very immature response.

So you're the one

I've been waiting for all my life.

How is he?

Still breathing.

Good. Then you should be able to

mate with Kyle Reese in this timeline.

Okay, we're not having

this conversation again.

We know that your son

will be John Connor,

and that the machines

cannot be defeated without him.

I do not see a choice.

Story of my life.

Look, and it's not just mating.

I'm supposed to fall in love with him.

My files do not deal with love.

Shocker there.

You're being emotional.

This is my life. I wouldn't mind

being consulted once in a while

about how it's gonna go.

Remember, Genisys is Skynet.

When Genisys comes online,

Judgement Day begins.

Go to San Francisco, 2017.

You can kill Skynet before it's born.

Hey!

I need answers, all right. Right now.

How'd that liquid metal thing

know where to intercept me?

Where'd it come from?

And who the hell is this skin job?

What the hell is going on?

Sorry, we were a little busy with

the whole life-and-death combat thing.

And then you attacked Pops.

You named it?

Hello, Kyle Reese.

It is nice to meet you.

Are you kidding me?

I've been trying to teach him to blend in.

I know it needs work.

It's a terminator! The only reason

it blends in is to kill humans.

Pops doesn't kill anyone.

A lot of leg wounds, though.

It looks old.

I've never seen a terminator old before.

The flesh they put on the cyborgs

is normal human tissue.

It ages.

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