Welcome to our World! Where we serve you cookies to ensure you get the best viewing experience on our site.

Did you know that you can remove censorship board-wide, use our advanced search functions, be notified when new content is posted, join our memberships, set episodes to show in any order you want & more if you are logged into your account?

Register or sign in here: ucp.php?mode=register

Clone Cops (2024)

Sci-Fi Movie collection.
(Space, Time-travel, Futuristic, Aliens, Dystopian, Tech noir, Utopian, Parallel Universe, etc.)

Moderators: Maskath3, sidolanters, GabrielAlejo2341

Watch on Amazon   Sci-Fi Merch   Collectables

Space, Time-travel, Futuristic, Aliens, Sci-Fi movie collection.

Clone Cops (2024)

Post by bunniefuu »

[strange music]

[electronic music]

Hey, congratulations on

filling out your start paperwork

and joining NEFARICORP.

Today, you'll begin

your training

as a replicant

technician.

You might be worried that

you're not educated enough,

but I assure you it's

not gonna be a problem.

Just look around the room,

and I bet you'll feel

a lot better.

Just about any job can

be filled with replicants

except replicant

technicians actually.

We tried it,

but having clones make

clones, it got weird.

So how do we do it?

Well, every replicant is

made from a slurry of DNA

we call the sauce.

[announcer] Do not

contaminate the sauce!

We pump sauce

into a replication pod,

which turns it into a fully

formed adult body in minutes.

How does it work?

It's not your job, so don't

worry about it, all right.

Your main responsibility is

to get the sauce into the pod.

[announcer]

The sauce is pure.

Do not contaminate the sauce.

Seriously, do not screw up

the sauce thing, all right?

It makes defective replicants,

and we dock your pay for those.

Okay, you can come on out now.

Hi, there.

-Ready to work?

-Oh.

[chuckles]

You told me they'd be defective,

but that-- that-- that--

that's like-- that's haunting.

Let's get rid of you.

Oh, hey there.

Okay, you got me.

I surrender.

Hands up, right?

-Cute.

-[laser g*n zaps]

[Announcer]

You are unclean.

Do not contaminate the sauce.

Did somebody say benefits?

Once a year, you're entitled

to a free soft serve ice

cream cone on your hire date.

-So you got that

to look forward to.

-[man scoffs]

And in five short years...

They didn't really zap that guy.

That's just special effects.

Okay.

They probably just

bonked him on the head

and tossed him

in a reclamation unit.

Yeah.

Man, you look familiar.

You're One Tank Frank.

[chuckles]

Guilty as charged.

You a fan?

Yeah, I mean, it's the whole

reason why I'm here,

to make clone cops.

Oh, no.

Not supposed to use the C word.

Oh, clone security officers.

No, the C word is clone.

Never mind.

So is this everyone?

-I guess.

-Let's have a look.

[laughs]

How's it going guys?

Hello?

Kind of a celebrity

situation going on here.

No, yeah, you guys take five.

Looks like it's your lucky day.

I came down here to select

my newest assistant,

and I think

you've got the right stuff.

Seriously?

Oh, man, that's great.

That's--

should I finish the video?

No need.

No, time is the best teacher.

Welcome to the future.

[upbeat music]

When--

when I point at you like this,

I'm waiting for you

to tell me your name.

Oh, right, I'm Freddy.

Welcome to the future, Freddy!

[laughs]

[electronic music]

[man] Hey, kid.

Wake up kid.

[groans]

-It started.

-Rub that sleep

outta your eyes.

Porter wants to see ya.

That's not gonna work.

We can't use the skywalk.

There's too many shops.

It's covered in

retinal scanners.

That I can disable.

Not from here, right?

I might have to go out

on a heist, Mom.

The new guy's

been out more times than me.

No, out of the question.

It's too dangerous.

It is the best possible option.

Okay, this place was designed

to keep people like us out.

It's a rigged system.

It's only rigged

if you play by the rules.

How long am I supposed to

wait for you to trust me?

-I trust you. I just--

-[woman] You're not ready.

Thank you, Fera.

You're better off hiding

behind your keyboard.

I am not hiding.

Not as helpful.

Hey, it's Cipher.

-How's-- how--

-Unbelievable.

Hey, boss.

Found the new kid

in the back passed out.

Well, I hope

you got some sleep,

because it's gonna

be a long night.

Need your route

to the drop site.

My-- oh, yeah.

My-- my route,

I-- I can-- I can do that.

What are you smiling at?

Hey, kid, might not

wanna make eye contact.

She takes it as a threat.

-Sorry.

-Yeah.

Uh, where's--

where's the drop site?

It's a little red X right there.

Cool, yeah.

Um, [clears throat]

my route--

-route to the drop site is--

-[electronic beeping]

Cipher, what's going on?

I don't know.

Why don't you ask Kinder?

He sounds pretty clued in.

Knock it off.

What's the alarm?

[scoffs]

It's just a perimeter alert.

It's probably one

of those mega rats.

Those things

are size of toddlers.

Let me just--

Wait, it's a vehicle and...

whatever it is, it has

a government transponder.

What does that mean?

It means it's probably police.

-I got it.

-No, no, hold on, Fera.

-How many?

-Looks like just one.

Here, kid.

Take this.

You know, just in case.

[tense music]

It's probably a patrol.

Let's wake Granny up.

Granny.

That never works.

What do you know about it?

Oh, nothing.

[chuckles]

I was just thinking--

Why are you smiling?

Eye contact, kid.

-Eye contact.

-Right.

Kinder, go stand

by the door and wait for

my signal to open it.

We're gonna have

to time this just right.

[tense music continues]

[motor chugging]

This is RSO 421.

Checking out

suspicious activity.

If you need anywhere else.

[dispatcher] Copy that.

[humming]

[humming continues]

[RSO 421]

Oh, somebody dropped a dime.

Looks like my lucky day.

-Yes?

-Hello ma'am.

How are you today?

Oh, my elbow is acting up again,

but I suppose I'll survive.

Are you a police officer?

No, ma'am.

I'm in a NEFARICORP

Replicant security officer.

Isn't that neat?

We've received reports of

unlawful activity in the area.

Could you take

that helmet off, dearie?

I can't understand you.

Of course.

No, no, no, no, don't

take the helmet off.

You won't be able to hear me.

Is that better?

Oh, much better.

Thank you, dear.

Idiot. Why would

a little old lady be living

in an abandoned warehouse?

Ma'am, we've received

reports of criminal activity

in this warehouse.

Have you seen

anything suspicious?

Oh, my.

Criminals, you say?

Well, let me think.

No, I haven't seen

any criminals,

but there is a squirrel who

keeps stealing my bird seed.

Do you think that's who

you could be looking for?

[can clatters]

What was that?

[stammers]

Nothing,

it's probably just my kettle.

Ma'am, do I have permission

to enter your domicile?

Oh, my,

it's such a mess in here

and I-- I can't really

clean the way I used to.

If only there was a better way.

For 12 low monthly payments,

you could have

your own robosan.

What's she doing?

I don't know.

Not only does it

keep carpets spotless,

but it mops hardwoods,

tile and laminate, too.

Something's wrong.

I-- I lifted her AI

off of one of those

interactive infomercials.

She must be defaulting

to her sales pitch.

She's crashing.

Something keeps trying

to connect to my device.

It's k*lling my bandwidth.

-Can you squash it?

-I'm trying.

It's more than just

a robotic floor cleaner.

It's a companion-panion.

Ma'am, I'm gonna have

to ask you to step aside.

Uh, yes.

Are you a police officer?

[tense music]

[woman grunts]

sh**t him kid, sh**t him.

[tense music continues]

-[g*nsh*t]

-[woman gasping]

Boss!

Huh?

Would you look at that?

Oh, how does it look?

It's fine.

We're gonna get you patched up.

Hey, help me move her.

Oh, that is a lot of blood.

Hey, get it together.

Come on.

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

[both grunt]

All right.

That's what I'm talking about.

One clone, one k*ll.

Oh, Jesus.

Bring me some paper towels,

would you?

I feel it today, Freddy.

Oh!

I think today's

gonna be a record breaker.

You might be witnessing history.

So what's next?

Well, we've established contact,

kicked the hornet's nest,

so to speak.

And now we're gonna

dial it up a notch.

But first we kick out the jams.

[upbeat music]

Yeah.

Ooh!

[computer beeping]

Yo, you gonna get that?

Oh, don't worry,

I'm getting it.

No, no, I mean, the call.

-Are you gonna answer that?

-Oh crap.

[music stops]

-Hello?

-Frank.

My guys in the garage are

ready to brief your replicants.

-Where are they?

-They're coming.

I'm just showing

my new assistant around.

Another assistant?

Yep, he's a keeper, I think

Well just make sure

you gets some beauty shots

of the new vehicle, okay?

I'll see what I can do.

Frank, that wasn't

a suggestion.

That's coming from

the VP of merchandising.

[clicks tongue]

You got it buddy.

[exhales]

-Marketing, am I right?

-[laughs]

Okay, enough goofing around.

Let's get serious.

I'm ready.

I'll tell you when you're ready.

You're ready.

[laughs]

All right,

let's make some replicants.

[tense music]

-[man] Boss?

-[Cipher] Mom?

Oh, man,

she's really bleeding a lot.

[Cipher]

Mom, what happened?

[Fera] She's fine.

Brick, go get the med kit.

-What happened to her, Fera?

-Kinder froze up.

-What?

-What?

You let her get shot,

I saw you.

It happened so fast,

I was trying, I--

[Cipher] Shh.

Mom, hey.

You're gonna be

all right, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm okay, babe.

Are you serious?

You wanna give her sepsis?

It-- it's the only thing

I could find.

-Look harder.

-I'm trying the best I can.

If you know where it is,

tell me and I'll go find it.

[Fera] Okay, fine,

I'll just go find it.

Okay, okay,

everybody calm down.

We're about to have

a lot of company.

Cipher, we need to know what's

going on with your system.

Okay.

I'm sorry, I-- I didn't--

I'm--

Hey, hey, hey.

You didn't do this.

Go fix the glitch.

We're gonna need

your defense now.

Right.

Right.

Brick.

Take the kid to the armory.

Get what you need

for an as*ault.

On it.

Come on, kid.

-Brick.

-Yeah?

Load for bear.

Can I get an M250?

-I trust your instincts.

-Yes.

Let's go, come on.

That rag's not gonna cut it.

Just keep pressure

on the wound here

and I'm gonna go look

for the med kit.

Hey, hey, hey.

-If this goes south--

-It won't.

Fera, listen to me.

No, I know

what you're gonna say.

Hello, ladies,

did you miss me?

Oh, Evelyn, baby.

Sarah, oh, you look

so beautiful today.

But, Trin,

my heart, my girl.

Hey, kid, don't be rude,

introduce yourself.

These are my ladies.

[soft music]

Hello, I'm Kinder.

I don't actually feel

comfortable talking

to your g*ns.

Not gonna bite.

Get to know 'em a little.

Listen, choosing a firearm

is not like a grab

and go situation.

You gotta make love to 'em.

You don't just pull

the trigger on the first g*n

that gives you a chub.

You romance it a bit.

Take it to Arby's.

You spend a lot

of alone time in here, huh?

Yeah.

Listen...

kid, you can tell me

if you haven't...

you know.

I've had sex.

[laughs] No, not that, man.

I don't care about that.

I just think it seems like

you've never shot a g*n before.

Well, of, of course I have.

Just not, you know,

in-- in real life.

I mean, I've--

I've played lots of VR sims.

They're pretty realistic.

So you've never k*lled

anyone before?

No, no.

Well, that explains why

you froze up back there, Kid.

k*lling someone's

not like a video game.

It has emotions.

It won't happen again.

I'm ready.

Listen, hold on.

Don't be in such a rush.

You can't come back from this.

It sticks with you.

Being here, this is

all I've ever wanted.

I won't let you guys down again.

Okay, when--

when that next wave comes in...

[imitates expl*si*n]

Oh, oh, my God,

I've been blown up.

My legs! My legs!

Ah!

You know, that's a shield

emitter and not a grenade?

Doesn't matter.

We're gonna get into

expl*sives later,

but for now, I'm pumped.

Let's get you a g*n.

How about that one?

Oh, her?

No, you wouldn't be

interested in that.

-Oh, come on.

-Hey,

it's for your own good.

She'd eat you for lunch.

I'm sorry, admittedly

that was too intense.

I didn't-- it was--

I'm-- I'm sorry.

Um, I just--

I have her saved

for a special occasion.

She's--

she's my prom date.

You a weird guy, Brick.

Yeah.

Let's get a g*n.

Okay.

Yeah.

What's her name?

Uh...

I like-- I like Brenda.

-Brenda. Brenda.

-Brenda, yeah?

Brenda.

She's a stick-- it's-- yes.

-That's a stock.

I like it, it's a good name.

-Yeah.

[keys clacking]

[Cipher] What the?

Come on.

-[computer beeps]

-[Cipher exhales]

You going for coffee?

I'll take one.

I am working.

Easy.

Just kidding.

I know you're working.

How is she?

[soft music]

In and out.

Lots of pain.

Thank you.

You know,

for taking care of her.

-I owe her.

-I know.

But still.

Thank you.

[soft music continues]

[computer beeping]

So what's up

with your computer?

So frustrating.

There's something in

the building that keeps

pinging to my network,

trying to connect to it.

It's cycling through

all my ports,

running everything offline.

I don't know

what to do to fix it.

I thought you knew

everything about the system.

I do, but whatever it is,

it's not mine.

It's something

called DENTA track.

-I never--

-DENTA track?

Those are great.

I love mine.

[Cipher]

What do you know about it?

Yeah, it's--

it's my smart retainer.

Your what?

Smart retainer.

Top of the line.

[Cipher] Give it to me.

I didn't bring my case.

I don't care.

I'm only required

to wear it at night.

My orthodontist, Dr. Swindoll,

he says I could wear it

during the day.

So I like using the pedometer

function to track my steps.

That is pretty cool actually.

[Fera]

No, do not encourage him.

This has a satellite

network uplink.

Why?

Oh, so Dr. Swindoll could

track my alignment in real time.

Wow.

Yeah, it's--

it's pretty cool.

He-- he can make

adjustments on the fly.

-He could--

-Shut up. I'm--

I'm sorry.

Please stop talking.

I am working.

That's your "I just

found something" posture.

What's up?

Look, I-- I piggybacked

off of the uplink

and it is

a whole other network.

It's huge.

It's like a completely

different Internet.

It's-- it's probably not

a-- a great idea, right?

Jumping on some--

some random Internet source.

-The viruses.

-Shh.

Look, this is

the closest node to us,

and it is full of video feeds.

I wonder if I can just...

Yup, password was admin123.

God, people are predictable.

-[soft music]

-[computer beeps]

-Ow.

-It's--

it's coming

from inside the hideout.

When did you

install those cameras?

[Cipher] I didn't.

Somebody's been watching us.

Mom, you're awake.

Can you shut it down?

[Cipher] I mean,

I'd have to find a back

door somewhere and--

-Do it.

-[Cipher] Okay.

I guess we know

how the cops found us.

This isn't the cops.

This is a corporate

server, not government.

[Brick]

But who would wanna watch us?

[upbeat electronic music]

[g*nshots firing]

Hey, guys,

welcome back to the stream.

I'm Persephone and with me,

as always is Thongdaddy420.

Thong, big surprise.

The computer hacker Cipher has

discovered our camera feeds.

We gotta wonder what's

going through her head.

Seph, I think the bigger

question will be,

will she like and subscribe?

We're only just 20 minutes

into this episode

and already we've had

some major firsts.

That's right. Let's all

give it up for the winner

of our Be the Baddy Contest,

Cameron "Kinder" Pace,

who bested over

10,000 entrants

for his chance to rub elbows

with our favorite villains.

-[air horn blares]

-Now, Cameron, or

rather Kinder,

is not just some schlub

off the street.

He is a verified

CrimeTime360 mega fan.

I had the chance

to chat with him

before he went under station.

Let's take a look.

So, Cameron, how does it feel

to be the first fan ever

to actually step foot

inside the game?

Are you nervous?

Yeah.

But, you know, I--

I feel like I've been preparing

for this my whole life.

I've been watching CT360

since I was a kid.

I know all the arenas.

I played every VR sim.

Wait, every sim?

Including Persephone's

dance party?

100 percented it.

Twice. [chuckles]

Wow.

Aren't you scared though?

I mean, this isn't a sim.

I know it's dangerous, but...

I have maxed out my rankings

in the virtual world.

I'm ready to take it

to the next level.

Also, it doesn't hurt

that the replicants

are programmed

not to sh**t at you.

Yeah, yeah, that too.

[chuckles]

You can catch my full

interview with Kinder

on Nefari Plus.

Link in the chat.

Now we've only

just begun this matchup,

and with only

a single replicant down,

there's much more

action to come.

Hey, looks like we can

check in with One Tank Frank.

Let's see what's going

on in the Clone Dome.

Hi Frank, how are

things at Replicant HQ?

Hello, hello, Persephone,

I swear you get prettier

every time I see you.

Always a charmer.

So what can you tell us

about today's episode?

Well, as you saw, we already

scored a hit on Porter,

which is a pretty big win

for us, but we're not resting.

We've got something pretty

special brewing over here.

Frank, you gotta be jazzed

at the scoreboard right now.

One clone down,

one criminal down.

Thong, you can't ask for

better results than that.

So, Frank, are we gonna see

a bruiser today, do you think?

I can't reveal too much.

Oh, come on, bro.

You gotta give us something.

All right, I can reveal that

our next group of replicants

should be a big hit

with your squad.

The Hit Squad.

Now that's

what I'm talking about.

We haven't seen the Hit Squad

at all this season.

Why bring them back now?

Well, we gave them

a new set of wheels

and I think you guys are

really gonna love it.

A little busy here, Freddy.

Oh, who's that you got

there with you, Frank?

Oh, nobody.

Freddy, he's my new assistant.

Another new assistant?

Welcome to CrimeTime360 Freddy.

Hey. [chuckles]

I'm-- I'm a big fan

of the show.

-Can I help you?

-Oh, yeah.

You told me to let you know

when the Battle Buggy--

Up-up-up-up!

Let's not spoil

the big surprise.

I better get back to it.

You guys stay tuned.

[Persephone] You know we will.

Thanks, Frank.

Well guys, you heard the man.

The Hit Squad making

their season nine debut.

I'm getting

a little chubby over here.

[horn blares]

Let's take a look at

just who The Hit Squad are.

[announcer]

In the annals of history.

Ha, annals.

[announcer]

There are great warriors,

but four names

stand above the rest.

Each a specialist

in their field.

Axel, a master of

stealth and infiltration.

They'll never see me coming.

[announcer] Bullit,

a deadly small arms expert.

Don't nobody draw down

on Bullit.

[announcer] Riggs,

expl*sives are his game.

Better cover your ears.

[laughs]

[announcer] And Walker,

with black belts in seven

forms of martial arts.

Together,

they are The Hit Squad,

an elite force designed to

eliminate criminal threats.

Heads up.

[expl*si*n]

[upbeat music]

I am gonna call it,

total g*ng wiping under 15

minutes for a new record.

The Hit Squad coming back

with a new mystery vehicle.

I hope it's a jet.

[computer beeping]

[soft music]

It's cold.

I'm guessing that's just me.

You lost a lot of blood.

You aren't losing

anymore, so you can rest.

I'm fading, Fera.

You're gonna have

to take over for me.

That's not me, boss.

I'm not cut out for it.

It has to be.

You're the only choice.

[soft music continues]

I'm not.

-She's not ready.

-[computer beeps]

Perimeter alert.

It's moving fast,

some kind of vehicle.

[tense music]

-I'll check it out.

-I'll go with you.

He doesn't need any help.

Oh, come on, Fera,

he's just trying to learn.

[Fera]

He'll just get in the way.

Stay hidden,

numbers and loadouts,

report back on radio.

Yeah, I know how to do recon.

Sorry, kid.

Maybe next time.

[chair rolling]

How's it going?

Slow.

Managed to find out where

the camera feed is going.

But I can't access the data,

so I'm having

to clone the drive.

It's taking a while.

Yeah, yeah, I--

I didn't realize

how much waiting around

there would be.

Do you need something?

I was--

I was just checking on you.

I know you and your--

Porter,

I know you guys are close.

[scoffs]

Not really.

Sometimes.

I lost my mom

when I was a kid.

It was rough.

My dad

wasn't really around much.

Kind of stopped

living my life after that.

Spent all my time playing games.

My mom isn't dead, so...

I know, I'm--

I'm sorry.

Ugh, I am not good at this.

You're really not.

I meant talking to pretty girls.

[soft music]

[whispers]

I'm gonna stop talking now.

[engine rumbling]

[Fera on radio]

Brick, report, see anything?

[Brick]

Is that a dune buggy?

[engine rumbling]

Yeah, yeah. I see 'em.

They're in a vehicle.

Kinda.

What are they doing?

It's called

a beauty shot, Freddy.

Merchandising

is the name of the game.

And by tomorrow morning,

every kid in America

will want a Battle Buggy.

Are these guys serious?

Hey, dingle berries!

[g*nshots firing]

-Whoa!

-Ooh!

[upbeat music]

[announcer] Criminals

don't stand a chance

against The Hit Squad.

They'll never see me coming.

[announcer] An elite

replicant security force,

the Hit Squad are designed

for maximum impact.

[child]

Better cup your ears.

[announcer] And introducing

the Battle Buggy,

an indestructible

weapon of w*r.

Whoa, criminals beware.

[announcer] It's The Hit Squad

and the Battle Buggy

from Chadbro.

A subsidiary of NEFARICORP.

Stupid Battle Buggy.

Those marketing guys,

you know, they--

they think can just slap the

Hit Squad logo on anything

and it'll sell.

Wow.

-You've had a lot of assistants.

-What?

I'm just saying, like, I know

there's a high standard with

you being

One Tank Frank and all,

and I just want you to

know that I'm a team player

and I'm gonna do

whatever it takes

to make sure

your streak stays alive.

-Is that so?

-[computer beeping]

Hold that thought.

Frank, what the hell was that?

You said you wanted

a beauty shot.

What about that was beautiful?

Well, the logo looked great.

It's covered in blood.

I'm trying

to sell toys here, Frank.

You remember how well our

Crazy for Gacy playset did?

Yeah, not great.

Hey, I'm just following orders.

Your orders actually.

Huh?

You might think

your little fan cult

gives you some type of power,

but as much as people

love a winner,

they love to see

them fall so much more.

Okay, I'll keep that in mind.

[exhales]

What were we talking about?

Oh, I was just saying

that I'm--

I'm not gonna let you down.

I know you won't, Freddy.

I know you won't.

How are we looking on sauce?

Uh...

Hold on.

About, probably like,

about this much.

There's a gauge

on the side of the tank.

Right.

You can thank me now

or you can thank me later,

but the problem is solved.

I told you to radio back,

not fire indiscriminately.

I was discriminate.

They all

got in a line basically.

I couldn't have been

any more discriminate.

I wanted intel.

Were they police, military?

I don't know, it was

four guys in a go-kart.

-Describe them.

-Okay.

There was a ninja,

a construction worker.

-I think it was an HVAC person.

-All right, Brick,

Brick, we got it.

Look, I say

we make a run for it.

We are already

on surveillance

and now they're sending

in special forces.

Mm, they weren't that special.

-We can't leave.

-Oh, my God, Fera,

you do not have to

fight everyone on Earth.

Oh, my God,

I'm literally not trying to.

It's Porter.

She's in a really

bad state right now,

and I think if we move her,

she's not gonna make it,

so we have to buy more time.

[tense music]

So we make a stand.

I'm ready to fight.

-Great, Kinder's ready to fight.

-All right.

We hold out long enough

for Mom to stabilize.

How are we looking on weapons?

Gassed up like Talladega.

I don't know what that

means, but I trust you.

Look, now that I've sorted

out the network issue,

I can get our defense grid

back online.

But I'm gonna need

to do a full system reboot.

Okay, that means we will

all be totally vulnerable.

No sensors, nothing.

Do it.

Kinder, go secure all the doors

except for the atrium.

They'll have no other way

to enter the building.

We'll make our stand there.

Oh, k*ll box.

A what?

Classic video game tactic.

Funnel all your enemy

through one entrance

and then set up all your

defenses right there.

[upbeat music]

k*ll box.

I like it.

Stop smiling.

-Brick, set it up.

-On it.

Let's go.

[upbeat music continues]

Is this gonna work?

-It has to.

-Yeah.

All right, looking good.

Parameters all within

nominal range.

Stand by for release.

-All right, Freddy,

pop that top.

-[dings]

[hisses]

How's he look?

Like a wet hot dog.

Ha! That's just

his amniotic layer.

Doesn't always wash off

in the last cycle.

Just grab some paper towels.

Hello, friend.

I'm activated and ready

to serve.

[Frank] Diagnostic?

Buddy, I am 100% operational.

How are you today?

Hey, stand still.

Okey-dokey, artichokey.

Wait a second.

Freddy, hold up.

[tense music]

What, am I--

am I doing it wrong?

[Frank] Replicant,

what did you just say?

I said I am 100% operational

and isn't it a lovely day?

No, after that.

He said, "Okie-dokey

artichokey."

-[sighs] Juice him.

-Why?

Because anachronisms aren't

part of this behavior program.

Must be a buffer overflow from

a taxi driver or something.

-Juice him.

-I thought these things

were like fully autonomous

or whatever.

They are, but we bake

in their personality

and behavior programs

during replication.

Do you want

to watch a training video?

I mean, if you want to.

Oh, my God.

Watch this

while I clear the buffer.

[electronic music]

All right, so let's see,

we've covered

genomics and stabilizing DNA.

We talked about

inner office dating.

Do not do it.

Oh, oh.

Behavioral programming.

So Replicants come out as

a fully developed adult,

but their mind

is a blank slate.

We call it baby brain.

The cloning pod

zaps tons of information

into a brain

in just a few seconds.

Now don't get in there

and try it on yourself.

It only works on replicants.

We load them up with all

the stuff they need to know

how to do their job.

But we also give them memories

that make them love it too.

So they're happy to work.

That's how you know

you're not a replicant.

Be careful though.

Giving the wrong behavior

profile to a replicant

will make them hate their job.

Like really hate it.

Like murderously hate it.

And you.

Let's get you juiced.

[upbeat music]

Go this way.

Yeah.

[clears throat]

[mutters]

I'm gonna k*ll you.

Okay, thank you.

[electronic zapping]

[slurping]

[bubbling]

[soft music]

We're doing that well, huh?

Hey.

How do you feel?

Good.

I'm feeling better.

What are you still doing here?

Cipher's right.

You should make a run for it.

Thought you had passed out.

Hmm.

Must have heard it in a dream.

Fera, I'm not gonna lay here

and watch you all

die around me.

Get my daughter out of here.

She won't leave you

and neither will I.

Well, you're both

too damn stubborn.

Well, I wonder where

we learned that from.

[Porter] Please.

Just this once.

Stop fighting everyone.

I don't think

I ever thanked you...

for getting me out, for buying

my leash off the MTK King.

Sometimes it feels

like a different life,

like I watched it

on the holo.

What they turned me into off

the people that I hurt.

I can't undo that.

But you made me feel

human again.

You were never anything less.

[Brick]

You're so beautiful.

You like fondue?

Ever been to--

you ever been to--

we should go for fondue.

[Fera on radio]

Brick, do you have a visual?

Not yet, but I gotta tell you,

it sounds like a lot more

than four.

[dramatic music]

Reboot's almost done.

We should be back online

in 30 seconds.

Girls, listen to me.

This is not a suggestion.

I'm telling you to leave me.

One dead old convict is

not worth four living ones.

What are you talking about?

Fera, we're not leaving her.

No, we're not.

You have to accept reality.

[Brick on radio]

Cipher, I'm not gonna lie.

I got myself

in a smidge of pickle.

[dramatic music]

[clone] We will find you.

Almost there.

-She's working on it.

-[clone] k*ll.

-Got it.

-[beeps]

Memory full?

How big was that clone drive?

[Brick] Contact.

We have contact.

[g*nshots]

[clone] You suck.

[clone]

Time for some action.

Kid.

Welcome to the party.

[g*nshots continue]

[clone]

Is that the best you got?

[dramatic music continues]

Season nine?

What does that mean?

Back online,

defense grid powering up.

[g*nshots]

[clone] Ow, I'm hit.

k*ll box.

[clone]

Entry needed, door one.

[door buzzing]

-[beeping]

-[Cipher] Breach.

-Where?

-Where?

Hallway door.

Kid is worthless.

I'll take care of it.

I've got it covered.

Fera, I said I've got it.

[sighs]

[g*nshots in distance]

[humming]

When it comes

to stopping power,

let me tell you,

size matters.

Introducing the all new M250

light machine g*n

from Quigley Arms.

We took the 249

and made it one better.

It's a big g*n for big boys.

Where the hell did you

pull that holo from?

[Cipher]

Got it from Brick's email.

At 200 rounds per minute,

the M250 is sure

to penetrate any defense

from barb to bush.

It's kind of hot.

And every purchase comes

with a years'

supply of g*n oil.

-[giggles]

-[electricity zapping]

[g*nf*re]

Jesus, kid, you should have

hit one on accident by now.

I'm trying.

This g*n sucks.

Hey, watch your mouth.

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nf*re]

[clone] Just keep firing.

[g*nf*re]

Why are they only

sh**ting at me?

I'm out.

There's one left, kid.

Give me your g*n.

I just ran out.

Well, then here we go.

-Mama said knock you...

-Oh, no.

...out. Oh.

Hey, kid.

Didn't we already

k*ll this guy?

[both laughing]

With the mouse?

[tense music]

What is this?

Cipher, behind you!

[g*nshots]

[Porter groaning]

[both grunting]

[g*nsh*t]

[gasping]

Mom.

Mom.

Mom, mom.

Mom.

And welcome back.

We've just seen a heroic effort

by our replicant

security officers

that had me

on the edge of my seat.

Seph, can you believe it?

Our mega fan, wonder Kinder

with his first ever

CrimeTime360 k*ll.

What an incredible round.

Right up to the wire.

I really thought

Cipher was a goner.

I just wish I'd gotten to see

Fera go full beast mode.

My lady, la tigra,

let your freak flag fly.

Ow.

Don't make me

turn the hose on you.

Promises, promises.

Hey, let's check in with Frank

and Freddy down in the lab.

[electronic music]

Don't, use the other end.

That's the rectal side.

That's unsanitary.

Frank, can you hear us?

Hey, hey, guys. Sorry.

We were just getting set

up for the next wave.

What a round we just had.

A total clone wipe out

on your end.

That's gotta hurt.

Yeah, but don't you worry.

Old One tank Frank

isn't that easy to beat.

Guys, let's pull up

the Spin Gin sauce O-meter

and see how we're looking.

42%

and the g*ng

is still at full strength.

You gotta tell me,

and I know you won't,

but you gotta tell me.

Does that worry you at all?

Well, Dale,

I think if you check

your facts,

you'll see

that Porter is dead.

Is there anything

you'd like to say

about the disappointing

performance

turned out by the Hit Squad?

Hey, you know what, guys?

I've still got

a lot of work to do here,

so we'll just chat

after the episode.

All right,

we'll talk to you soon.

Let's get back to the action

and see how

this vicious criminal g*ng

is celebrating their victory.

Mom, hey.

Hey, stay with me.

Be better.

I know.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

No, no, no, be better than me.

I never understood your mind.

It's so bright.

And from the dark,

you blinded me.

You can be better than this.

You can be more.

No. No, I can't.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know

how to be what you needed.

I wanted you to...

I thought...

You're my mom.

That's all I needed.

It's all I ever needed.

[somber music]

Fera.

Take care of each other.

Yeah, we will.

No more fighting.

You're more than that now.

You're sisters.

[sobbing]

-[box crashing]

-[grunts]

[somber music]

Just, who the hell

do they think they are

talking to me

like I'm some kind of fresh

behind the ears pod scrubber?

-Yeah.

-I made this g*dd*mn show.

Do you know

what the ratings were

before I took over the lab?

-[Freddy] Bad?

-Well, they were not great,

I can tell you that.

They owe me,

that's for damn sure.

-This whole company owes me.

-[computer beeping]

Maybe I should take this.

I really don't have

time for this, Murphy.

20 clones

and not a single k*ll?

Do I need to remind you the

whole purpose for this show,

for your job,

is to sell replicants?

We got a k*ll.

I would've had two kills

except for that jackass Kinder

kid you put into the game.

My guys

can't even sh**t at him.

How the hell am I supposed

to compete with that?

Kinder is a marketing tool,

not a hardened criminal.

You're a marketing tool.

Maybe I should tell HR

about all the surveillance

footage you keep deleting.

Freddy, reset the pods.

This just got personal.

Oh, God, I hate

the cream spinach flavor.

[soft music]

Wait a second.

So you're telling me

all those guys I k*lled,

were all the same guy?

If they've replaced

the police with clones

-we're in really big trouble.

- Definitely.

How's that?

'Cause we can't outlast them.

They'll just keep making more.

Replicants.

There's something

you all need to see.

[computer beeping]

Hey, there all you

future fight fans.

I'm Persephone,

your number one stream queen.

and with me is the crown

prince of competitive gaming,

Thongdaddy420.

-[air horn blares]

-What's up?

[Persephone] We would

like to welcome you

to the first ever episode

of CrimeTime360

gladiatorial combat

for the 21st century.

That's right.

We've taken DNA from some

of the most notorious

K*llers of all time

and created a super

team of cloned bad guys.

I'm talking

the worst of the worst,

t*rrorists, assassins,

black hat hackers.

These villains are tricked out

and ready to bring the...

Hey, that's me.

[Persephone] These criminals

will have to face off

against an army of

replicant security officers.

The newest technology

from NEFARICORP.

It's gonna be a bloodbath.

And don't you worry,

we have no shortage of DNA.

For every officer they off,

we'll make two more

until the last criminal's

just a stain on the floor.

[laughs]

Cipher, what the hell is this?

So we're all clones, too?

No.

No, no, this is a trick.

Someone is trying

to get into our heads.

They hacked your system

and they planted those videos.

This isn't a hack.

I would know.

[Fera] No, I--

I have memories.

Right?

Of what they did to me.

They turned me into an animal.

I can--

I can remember the pain.

I was a child

and they kept me on a leash

and they spliced

my DNA and-- and-- and--

and they made me

k*ll people to survive.

And I still see their faces

every time I close my eyes.

Porter, Porter saved me.

If I'm a clone, how the hell

do I have these memories?

Because they wanted you

to be a villain.

Play another video.

All the same.

Okay, every single one

is an episode of this show.

And in every single one,

we all die.

It's not always here.

Sometimes it's in a bank

or an airplane,

but they're all the same.

I'm-- I'm--

I'm kind of losing it

here, Cipher.

I don't-- I don't know

what memories are real

and which ones are fake.

I--

Every memory before

the last hour is fake.

[Fera] That's bullshit.

This is the first video

feed recorded today.

[light music]

All right,

let's talk about it.

Which way?

I think I like this.

So we all die?

All of us?

Every time?

Not all of us.

Kinder isn't in

any of the videos.

[tense music]

Oops. Looks like we lost

transmission there

before we could find out

exactly what Cipher discovered

on her computer.

Let's hope

it's more holo videos

from Brick's private

collection.

You're so gross.

You have no idea.

Why don't we take

a short commercial break

while we figure this out?

Don't go anywhere.

We've got lots more action

coming up on CrimeTime360 .

[g*nf*re]

Freeze, criminal scum.

[g*nsh*t]

Hi, there.

I'm John Franklin.

You probably recognize

me from, well, everywhere.

I'm the original United

States police officer

on which all replicant

security forces are based.

-[clone] Hey, John.

-[clone 2] Looking good, John.

When I'm not protecting you,

I like to relax with something

smooth and nutritious,

which is why I drink Spin Gin.

It's the only gin

made with real spinach.

Every bottle packs two

whole servings of vegetables.

It's a real steal of a meal.

[both laughing]

-Spin Gin.

-[funky music]

You'll have the strength

Of 10 men

You're face

Will have a big grin

Life is a win win

If you're drinking

That Spin Gin

[funky music continues]

Liquor that's good for you.

[tense music]

You left the door open

for them, didn't you?

No, no, I-- I swear they

they were all locked.

They don't sh**t at you

'cause you're one of them.

I-- I-- I'm with you guys.

I-- I swear.

I k*lled the one that

had Cipher, remember?

Hardly matters though,

does it?

They're clones,

they can be replaced.

That's what the idiot

with the gold tooth said.

Kinder. Come on, kid.

What the hell's going on?

[tense music continues]

All right,

all right, all right, my--

my name isn't Kinder.

All right, it's--

it's Cameron.

I'm not--

I won a contest.

A contest?

Yeah, yeah, the-- the--

the Be a Baddy contest.

It's for the show.

I won a contest for the show

and I--

and I get to be on it.

That's--

that's why I'm here.

I am not with the cops.

I'm here

to help you guys fight them.

I am your biggest fan.

-Yeah, I'm gonna stab him.

-Wait.

He could be telling the truth.

I saw something about

it in one of the videos.

Are you serious?

You think someone

would choose to be here?

I did, though.

I wanted to meet you guys.

To-- to fight beside you.

I've-- I've played

all your sims.

Sims?

This is a game to you?

No.

I mean it was, but--

but not anymore.

I didn't--

you guys weren't real

to me before this.

You were just characters

in a-- in a TV show.

But--

but Cipher almost getting

k*lled in front of me and--

and Porter.

I see now...

how it hurts you,

how-- how real you are.

I'm sorry,

I didn't want you to find out.

I'm sorry.

Is it true?

Are we just clones?

[soft music]

Yeah, Brick, yeah, it's true.

But you're not--

you're not just clones.

You're my friends.

Kind of my only friends.

How does it end, Cameron?

What do you mean?

If we all die,

the show ends when we die.

How does it end with you in it?

Nobody told me that.

I didn't really ask.

I just thought we would win.

It ends with you

surrounded by the corpses

of your friends.

Yeah, I'm gonna stab him.

-No.

-No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Make sure you get

those injection ports.

-[Freddy] Oh.

-That's it.

You're doing very nice work.

Thanks.

[computer beeping]

You keep scrubbing while

I deal with this idiot.

[growls]

Listen, jackass,

if I want your opinion,

I'll pull your string

like your puppet master...

Mr. Nefari.

Hello, sir.

You know, f*ck it.

Just mark a hole in one

on this one.

Yeah.

Not bad, right?

Frank, or shall I call you

One Tank?

-Whatever you like, sir.

-Great, I'll just call

you Frank.

Listen, we've run

into a little snag.

I'm gonna need you

to wrap this episode up

in say the next

15 minutes or so.

That's...

not a lot of time.

I know,

it's so good to see you, too.

Listen, we've had

to k*ll the feed

and you know the old saying,

dead air don't sell replicants.

Ha! No, it--

it's on my coffee mug.

[laughs]

Great, I probably paid for it.

Listen, I think 50 replicants

should do it, okay.

Yes, sir.

But-- but-- but-- but

the thing is that's--

that's-- that's really

not a lot of time.

Stop it, it's my pleasure.

Frank,

I know you're not

gonna let me down on this.

You are the best technician

we have.

My number one guy. Shh.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Do you think

we have bigger ba*ls?

Is that a possibility?

[Freddy] You okay?

You look like

you were about to throw up.

Let-- let me

grab you something.

No.

I thought you were

gonna throw up.

How much sauce we got left?

42%.

You want me to load some more?

You'd love that, wouldn't you?

You would absolutely

love to see me fail.

Here's your chance

to take the crown.

Well, guess what?

I'm One Tank Frank.

Not you.

One Tank Freddy

doesn't even rhyme.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You got me all wrong, man.

I don't want your crown.

I'm-- I'm here to help you.

I'm on your side.

What do you want me to do?

-You're my assistant.

-You're right.

All right, then.

Shut up.

Let me think.

We'll just have to

downgrade the sequence.

That'll get us to the number

we need in the time we have.

But that much genetic drift

won't support

the behavior program

unless...

[tense music]

-What's the play?

-Well, if we allow

a higher variance,

we can take some shortcuts

with the DNA sequencer.

Whoa, whoa, I thought--

I thought variance

was a bad thing.

Only because

the behavior programs

need a predictable level of

genetic drift to take hold.

But that doesn't matter if

we use a different program.

Oh, what do you have in mind?

Just a special little number

I've been working on

in my spare time.

It's optimized

for lower grade replicants,

doesn't require

a lot of processing power,

if you catch my drift.

So they'll be dumb.

Not dumb. Just...

easily convinced.

All right, best ideas,

how do we get out of this?

Can we get out of this?

Seems to me we're caged in.

Sure, but it's just

like any other system.

There has to be a back door,

some kind of redundancy.

Maybe we can just hold out.

We've been doing pretty good.

-That won't work.

-Shut up.

I'm trying to help.

They really are replicants.

I mean, no one calls 'em that.

We all call 'em clone cops.

They replaced

real cops years ago.

It was a big deal.

Put a lot of people out of work.

It's been happening all over.

It sucks.

Real cops,

they weren't perfect,

but they had their humanity.

Oh, so we lack humanity now?

No, that's not what I meant.

These guys, they-- they don't

have weaknesses like us.

They don't get scared.

When one of 'em dies,

the rest just keep going.

They don't bury the bodies.

They just recycle them

to make more clone cops.

Come on, guys.

Now that you know the truth,

I can tell you lots of stuff.

I know everything

about this show.

Brick, that group

that you k*lled earlier,

that was The Hit Squad.

They're an elite team of

specialized clone cops.

And you took 'em all out.

Oh, I wish I could have

been there to see that.

I swear,

if you don't shut up.

The Hit Squad?

What a stupid name.

What's the dune buggy called?

The dune buggy is new actually.

Dune buggy. There's a dune

buggy parked just outside.

[announcer]

And now a message

from Robert Nefari

of NEFARICORP,

the nation's leader in

genetically modified organisms

and soft serve technologies.

Hello and congratulations.

It may interest you to learn

that you are the first

group of criminal replicants

in nine years

to become self-actualized.

Wow. Give yourselves

a round of applause.

No, don't.

You are superstars.

And I'm not just saying that.

Your show, CrimeTime360 ,

is the highest rated streaming

sports entertainment program

on the net! Whoo.

Now, naturally, we wanna

maintain that presence.

So I wanna make you all a deal.

Let us come in

and reset the scenario

with a fresh batch

of replicants

and I'll arrange

for you your safe exit.

In fact,

we're gonna whisk you away

to your own private island

where you can lay

on the beach all day,

sipping Spin Gin martinis.

And what?

Just let other versions

of ourselves die instead?

[laughs]

Possibly, I don't know.

I can't tell the future.

You're not seeing

the big picture here I think.

I'm impressed with you.

Is that even plausible?

We took your DNA from

the literal scum of the Earth

and to see you

rise above your base

instincts, become a team,

It's-- it's really--

it's touching.

And I want to reward you.

And if we refuse?

Well, you know,

you've seen the vids.

What do you have to gain?

I have an endless supply of

replicants at my disposal.

I control every door

and window in the building.

Yeah, you're right, Fera,

this is a cage.

So let's help each other here.

I need to get

the stream back online.

And the fastest way

to do that is by,

you know, replacing you

all with a fresh batch.

Fresh batch.

[laughs]

You just lay down your weapons.

You let me

take care of everything.

Okay? You can do those drinks

on the beach,

you know, or die, whatever.

Can't tell the future.

[laughing]

We can take care of ourselves.

Shall we?

[soft music]

Do they just-- are they--

are they gone?

Where are they going?

So what are they doing?

Did they give an answer?

Oh, I like

your science man coat.

Not now, all right.

Here, put this on.

-No, thank you.

-Put on your uniform.

-Hey, hey, Frank.

-How many does that make?

Do you notice something

different about these guys?

Of course they seem different.

I already told you.

Four, six, eight,

10 plus the eight tall ones.

[clone] Ooh, it smells

like me in here.

-Go get 'em.

-[clone] Oh, I'm gonna get 'em.

Listen, I--

I know you said that these--

these guys

wouldn't be that smart, but

there's something really

different about these guys.

-[squealing]

-It's fine.

I just stripped them of any

sense of inhibition whatsoever

and reduce their modesty

protocols to almost zero.

[clone] Ready for takeoff,

science daddy.

[whooping]

Frank.

Have you been having

sex with the replicants?

[Frank] No!

Yes.

But I don't have

a lot of free time.

Please don't yuck my yum.

Listen, what a man does in

the privacy of his own lab,

that is his business.

But aren't you afraid of

catching the clonemydia?

Can we please just focus

on the task at hand here?

-How many does that make us?

-We don't even have 50 yet.

That's fine. We don't have

enough helmets anyway.

We'll just send the

rest when they're done.

Also, clonemydia is a myth.

I should send you some links.

You gotta do your own research.

What are we gonna do

about the r*fles?

-[clone giggling]

-They'll pick 'em up off

the dead ones.

[whooping]

There's gonna be a lot

of dead ones.

Come on.

Go.

It's-- how does it start?

[tense music]

The Battle Buggy

is remote start.

You think I would create a team

of replicant super criminals

and just leave the keys

in the glove box.

Wait, it's a trick.

Check the glove box.

Move, I can hot wire it.

Guys, come on.

Come on, the sooner you realize

it, the easier it'll be.

You're not in a fair fight.

I've rigged the system.

Of course I did.

Sure I gave you weapons and

a computer defense system,

but that was really

just to showcase

our powerful replicant

security officers.

Hey, we're holding

our own here, guy.

Brick, you're meant to.

The whole point

of this show, people,

is to draw viewers in

with violence.

What do they take away from it?

That no matter

how tough the bad guys are,

no matter how many replicants

they k*ll,

that we'll just keep

making them until we win.

And I gotta tell you,

it's been very profitable.

Very profitable.

It's all blood money.

I haven't k*lled anyone.

You're just a bunch of clones.

You're my property.

Good guys, bad guys,

it doesn't really matter to me.

The blood is what people want.

They'll watch you

commit atrocities

and go to bed

with a smile on their face

because they know

that I'm selling an army

to protect them.

That's all I care about,

you guys.

I just wanna sell replicants.

I genuinely don't care

if the three of you

spend the rest of your lives

getting drunk on a beach.

-Let me help you.

-[clone] So bright out here.

-Hey, we got company.

-[clone laughs]

-Ooh, grass.

-Y'all look like me.

-It really is weird.

-Come on, guys,

they're over here.

Are those guys

coming to the beach, too?

Oops, got me.

Okay, well, I was telling

a bit of a fib.

I needed to buy time

till the next batch of

replicants were ready.

Looks like they're ready.

Oh.

-I've almost got it.

-No you don't.

I told you,

it's a remote start.

I have the remote.

I mean, is it me?

I'm gonna find you and make

you pay for all of this.

Good luck, moron.

I live in space, bye.

[tense music]

I'm gonna go k*ll this thing.

I'm gonna stick my g*n up it

and pull the trigger.

Inside.

-Brick, come back.

-No, I'm not.

No, I'm not.

-[g*nf*re]

-[glass breaking]

So it's floating in

the middle of the hot tub.

Nobody will take credit

for it, by the way.

The water jets turn on and it

starts floating towards me.

But the ketamine finally has

kicked in and I can't move.

Oh, thank God,

the feed is back.

I'll tell you the rest later.

[Cipher]

Run back, boiler room.

-[clone] Go time.

-[g*nf*re]

Oh, a little bit

of friendly fire there.

That's odd.

Frank must have really

turned up the aggression.

Must have.

-[Brick] Damn it.

-We're trapped down here.

Mom was right,

I'm not ready for this.

Hey, guys.

-Kid.

-Hurry up, come on.

How'd you get loose?

I've seen

every hostage episode.

-Fera always ties the same knot.

-No I don't.

-Yeah, you do.

-Nice work, kid.

All right,

I appreciate the save.

But they control the doors

and we have an army behind us.

-That's why I brought this.

-Not bad.

How long will this hold?

Long enough

to make a plan, come on.

Come on, come on, everybody.

Everybody go, go, go.

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

Great. Our defensive

measures are down.

-They're dead.

-That's why I prefer analog.

All right, well,

you sh**t, sh**t, sh**t

and I'll type, type, type.

Are those cameras still on?

[Cipher] Yup.

And the feet is live, too.

Just in case.

Come on.

[soft music]

[clone]

Ew, the door's heavy.

Ah.

Hey.

Ow.

Ow.

Ow! [laughs]

[g*nf*re]

[clone] So many b*ll*ts.

Ah!

These guys-- does these guys

seem different to you?

Same to me.

Same shirt, same hat.

[g*nf*re]

[clone] Oh, God.

Nah, they're all different

sizes and kind of dumb.

-Oh!

-Kid.

Hold on.

Ooh, shiny.

-Let me hold it.

-Hey, it's my turn.

Finders keepers.

Ah!

Smells like burning.

Ow, that stings.

-They shot me.

-It's just a flesh wound.

-You'll be all right.

-No, Brick, he shot me.

He's not supposed

to be able to sh**t me.

Something's changed.

Hey, Cipher,

do you have a feed?

Tell me you're seeing

what I'm seeing.

[clone] Right back there.

[clone] And then to

really give it to 'em

you just get down in there,

you gotta get down.

You get low in that squat.

They're all different sizes.

Are they not clone cops?

[Kinder]

Making this many this fast

must've taxed their system.

Hang tight, I have an idea.

It doesn't matter

how tall they are,

there's too many of them and

they know exactly where we are.

[g*nf*re]

What the hell?

I've--

I created a blind spot.

I mean, we--

we take out enough cameras

-and they can't

keep tabs on us.

-That's great.

Awesome. Just let me

do the sh**ting, okay,

'cause you're gonna

k*ll yourself.

Keep--

keep clicking those keys.

Can't see us now, can you?

[clone] My beautiful face.

My beautiful face.

Why would you throw that at me?

Well, not to worry,

the g*ng may have knocked

out some of our cameras,

but we have

a live feed coming in

from every single

replicant in the field.

And we're gonna continue

to show you all the action

up close and personal.

What was up with that

Kinder kid being shot?

That's kind of wild, right?

-Dude.

-Well, am I wrong?

If that kid dies, our viewers

are gonna have to suspend

a hell of a lot of disbelief.

Right? Right?

[tense music]

All right, let's hear it.

So this batch of clone cops

all look different.

Well, different enough. Ow.

So I was thinking

we grab a few,

put on their uniforms

and we can probably walk out of

here without anyone noticing.

That's a terrible idea.

You think people won't notice

when we just disappear?

We can dress up some of

the dead ones in our clothes.

Isn't the whole point

of the show for people

to watch us die?

Cipher, you should really be

in charge of plans over here.

What if I feed them

old footage

of us dying

from previous episodes?

I mean, to anyone watching,

it would look like we died

right in front of them.

You could do that?

Well, not right now.

I would need

to access the hard lines

where the camera feeds go.

I just...

What?

I don't know where it is.

I do.

Yeah, before they sedated me

to-- to put me on the show,

they gave me a tour.

-A tour.

-I thought it'd be cool.

I'd meet One Tank Frank

and make my own clone.

But the only person available

to gimme a tour when I got there

was this sound engineer

named Hunter.

Pretty nice guy actually.

He showed me the hard line

uplink and the control box

and the best bathroom

to poop in.

It's just outside.

The hard line uplink,

not the--

[Fera] Shut up.

What else?

Well, I would need to

power everything down

as I set up my feed and then

power everything back up again.

It would take a while.

How long is a while?

I don't know, three minutes.

But once it's powered back on,

I can execute

the program anytime we want.

I'll go.

You're not invulnerable

anymore.

-It's too dangerous.

-Okay, look,

Brick is keeping them

from getting inside.

You're taking care

of the ones that do.

And Cipher needs to stay

here to run the program.

I'm nobody.

I don't have a function.

I just won a contest.

Off the top of my head,

I can think of about

20 different reasons

why this won't work.

[Brick] Guys,

I'm running low on a*mo.

What are we gonna do, boss?

All right, this is what

needs to happen.

All right, so we've got

everybody in the field,

but we've only got 25 left.

50% loss already?

That doesn't make any sense.

No, look,

there's 28, not 25.

No, this one

can't figure out the door.

This one's trying

to pick a leaf.

And this one, I don't

know what he's doing.

Oh, he's looking

at himself on his camera.

All right,

you made your point.

I am gonna make a bruiser.

-It's a great idea.

-I know.

But do we have enough

sauce for that?

Don't worry about it.

Go grab the biggest uniform

you can find.

Got it.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

How do I look

Stupid.

All right,

we have about 30 seconds

until the shield runs out.

When the shield drops,

let them clear the door.

Cipher will k*ll the lights

and you can slip out

in the darkness.

[Kinder] Shouldn't I help

you with the clones first?

It won't be a problem.

Just get ready.

You know, you're like

everyone's favorite, right?

What?

The way you look,

the things you could do,

people go crazy for it.

[soft music]

I didn't ask for this.

I-- I know.

But life is--

is hard out there.

A lot of people feel small

and-- and powerless.

Different.

You make them feel stronger,

proud of who they are.

You know, Cipher,

she likes you.

She does?

Stop smiling.

Ah.

Ah.

Hey.

[clone laughing]

-I know you and I don't--

-Now.

[alarm sounding]

[tense music]

Come here, boy

Let me holler at ya

I see you walking

This way, way

But this is not

What you think

You know I came here

To slay

You got to see what I mean

Come here, boy

I got something

To show you

Come here, boy

Lemme holler at ya

Come here, boy

I got something

To show ya

Come here, boy

Let me holler at ya

You think you

Met me before

Baby, that wasn't me

[tense music]

[chuckles]

Can't be this easy.

[powers down]

-Hey.

-Oh.

Who are you?

I am a clone co--

replicant.

A clone replicant?

They make those?

Yeah, yeah.

What's your badge number

Four.

[clone] Hey, I'm four.

He says he's four

Okay, okay,

just-- just arrest me.

These are one size fits all.

I mean, I-- I could

stitch 'em together,

but what is it

that you normally do?

Oh, dude.

Sorry, Freddy.

I need to take your DNA.

You as*h*le!

Way stronger than I thought.

God!

Jesus.

[funky music]

You know I've been

A big fan...

I like dancing.

Dancing is fun.

Yeah, your band's

Pretty tight

I actually know this song.

You dance, too?

No, no, no, no.

I have to stay by this.

I said dance.

Oh, Jesus!

I miss you like "Rain"

I miss you like

"The Color Purple"

Son of a b*tch.

What the hell is that?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I needed your sauce

to make the bruisers.

You were gonna juice me?!

Yes, I'm sorry.

But my record,

my reputation.

I'm One Tank Frank.

I don't miss you

Like I miss Prince

[music continues]

Please, please,

please don't k*ll me.

-No, please.

-I'm not gonna k*ll you.

-I'm trying to help you up.

-You're not mad?

I'm pissed.

And I'm definitely

reporting this to HR.

-[Frank] Right.

-But I'm not gonna hurt you.

-Get up.

-Okay.

Is just a hit away

From a one hit wonder

Cashin' in all your fame

Forget my name

And losing my number

I miss you like "Rain"

I miss you like

"The Color Purple"

Like "1999"

[grunts]

Oh! Sorry, Freddy.

But it's all

for the greater good.

Oh.

-[g*nsh*t]

-Don't miss you like a

I don't miss you

Like I miss Prince

That's the last of my a*mo.

Well, there.

It's set. Now we wait.

He can do it, right?

It's a button.

How hard could it be?

[music continues]

I don't miss you

Like I miss Prince

No

Don't miss you like Prince

[pounds]

I miss you like "Rain"

I miss you like

"The Color Purple"

Like "1999"

"Little Red Corvette"

Doing circles

I miss you like

"Let's Go Crazy"

I miss you like "Kiss"

But I don't miss you like I

Don't miss you like I

Don't miss you like I

I don't miss you like

I miss Prince

That's new.

You know, I'm gonna come

right out and say it.

I like it.

Yeah.

Gotta love a bruiser.

[laughs]

Diagnostic?

[clone] Buddy, we are

100% operational.

Say again?

[clone] I said we're fully

activated and ready to serve.

[Frank]

How are you doing that?

Whoa.

Hey, boss.

Looking good.

How the hell did I miss that?

Which one of you is

in charge of the walking?

Oh, we're a fully

symbiotic team.

-Right, big guy?

-Yeah.

Okay.

Well, um,

just get out there

and m*rder

all the criminals please.

It would be our pleasure.

[clone]

Have we had lunch yet?

You know,

we're not gonna have time.

[computer beeping]

Oh, my God, he did it.

-[Brick] I knew it.

-Ugh.

Brick, why don't you go

ahead and get into uniform?

We make the switch,

we'll have to move fast.

Um, do they make these for

guys who use creatine?

[glass breaking]

-That's what I'm talking about.

-[Fera screaming]

[tense music]

Well, boys, it was fun.

But I gotta get going.

-Aw!

-Don't go.

-What?

-Do you have to?

My twerk here is finished.

[tense music continues]

-[clone] Ow.

-Ah!

[tense music continues]

-[cracks]

-[Brick groans]

Weak b*tch.

[clone] Ow!

Brick!

[gasps]

[gasping]

Fera!

[neck cracking]

[Brick] Hey, meat.

[g*n powers up]

I'm gonna sh**t you

with this big g*n now.

[g*n humming]

[soft music]

[Brick] Are you okay?

Yeah.

Glad I got to dance

with my prom date.

God, you're so weird, Brick.

Yeah. Come on.

Thanks buddy.

-Oh, Brick.

-[groans]

Brick?

Are you okay buddy?

-Hey, Cipher.

-Yeah, yeah, Brick?

You're a good boss.

Porter was right.

Take care of that kid.

-He ain't as smart as me.

-[laughs]

-[groans]

-Nobody is, big guy.

[soft music]

Brick.

It's okay.

-[Cipher sobbing]

-[computer beeping]

[computer beeping]

Worthless.

Oh, Freddy.

You said

you wouldn't let me down.

You said you would do

whatever it takes, but look.

Just look.

We just needed one more.

Oh.

I'm gonna have to move

back in with my kids.

[sobbing]

[clone]

Suspect located, moving in.

[tense music]

-Yes.

-[g*nshots]

Yes!

Oh, my God.

You did it.

Oh, you sweet, sexy son

of a b*tch, you did it.

Oh!

I win.

One Tank Frank wins again.

[laughing]

I knew it the whole time.

[funky music]

That's a k*ll on Cipher.

Oh, my God.

We have confirmed

kills on Cipher,

Brick, Fera,

and Porter down to the wire.

I can't believe it.

Where's Kinder though?

It doesn't matter.

Cops win.

One Tank Frank

has done the impossible.

Seph, do you

believe in miracles?

I've never seen anything like

this in nine years of CT360.

What an incredible episode.

One for the history books.

Oh, man, I am shaking, Seph.

I am literally shaking.

Is-- is this what multiple

orgasms feel like?

-Sure.

-[booing]

Standby as we show

you all the highlights

from today's episode.

We'll even go down

to the k*lling floor

to get One Tank Frank's

take on today's events

all coming up right after

this commercial break.

[electronic music]

Hey, guys,

it's me, Robert Nefari.

As we all know, my grandfather

started this company

with one dream,

to install a soft serve

ice cream machine

in every American home.

That was shortly followed

by a second dream,

to solve a mysterious

wave of diabetes,

an epidemic that took

the country by storm.

We solved both of those

problems at NEFARICORP

'cause we're still dreamers

and we know you are, too.

Maybe it's that novel that

you always wanted to finish

or a trip to the undersea

ruins of Venice.

It just seems like work

always gets in the way.

That's where our dreams

meet yours.

Our replicant technology

enables millions of people

to leave the drudgery

of their boring lives

and workplaces behind

so they can do

what truly inspires them,

eat ice cream nonstop

and then take medication

directly after that.

Replicant technology

from NEFARICORP,

turning replicants

into repli-cans.

[bell dings]

[clones chatting]

-Hey, One Tank Frank.

-Way to go, Frank.

[clones chatting]

Hey, guys, get a load lifter

in here to move the big guy.

Don't be a hero.

Hey, hey, Sally gal

How's it going?

Oh, God, here comes

Mr. Big Bucks.

You got something for me?

I don't know why I even

make that stupid bet with

you every damn time.

Ah, don't be a sore loser.

I'm a big enough man to admit

that I was on the ropes

on this one.

Hey, boss,

what should we do

with the surviving clones?

-You new?

-Yeah.

I was transferred over

from Soft Serve last week.

Take 'em to reclamation.

Isn't that like a waste?

Can't you just,

I don't know, wipe

their minds?

[both laughing]

What, you want

a Westworld situation?

-Juice 'em.

-Juice 'em.

Okay.

All right, let's go, guys.

New guys.

Am I right?

Congratulations

on the Bambino.

Thanks.

-[soft music]

-[computer beeps]

[clones chatting]

[Frank] Hey, hey,

great work today, guys.

[Cipher]

What are we gonna do?

I'm not ready to be juiced.

[Kinder] Stay calm.

Wait for a distraction.

Seriously, I'm mean it.

Team effort.

Collaborative art.

-Frank Grimes?

-Yeah, hey, look, guys.

I'm sorry.

No autographs, all right.

No, Frank, you're under arrest

for the m*rder of Freddy Jones.

What? That's crazy.

I didn't m*rder anyone.

That's not what

the security footage says.

Security footage?

I delete-- I mean,

who would've access?

Murphy!

Frank, you have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you think

or say can and will

be used against you

in a televised court.

What are you doing?

Let go of me.

Frank, you have the right

to soft serve ice cream.

If you refuse this right,

a soft serve will be...

[Cipher] They seem

pretty distracted to me.

[Kinder]

Let's go, let's go.

[Frank]

But I'm One Tank Frank!

And that wraps up this historic

episode of CrimeTime360 .

What a battle it was.

That's right.

With a combined

k*ll total of 63,

the g*ng broke

a new record today,

one that I don't think

we'll see surpassed

in a long, long time.

And we saw our first super fan

get his taste of the action.

Let's hope we find him soon.

From all of us

here at the studio,

to all of you at home,

thanks for watching.

Don't forget

to like and subscribe

and tune in next week

for another episode of

- CrimeTime360 .

- CrimeTime360 .

[director] And we're clear.

[sighs]

[ice clinking]

[British accent] Ah!

That was a total c*ck up.

[British accent]

Can we get some bloody

backup cameras next time?

I nearly lost my lunch

with that body cam footage.

Hey, nice work though.

I thought you brought

real energy to the--

Dale, give me a break.

What?

I'm not a PA anymore.

Sod off me.

I can't pay you

a compliment?

No, no you can't.

[sighs]

[birds chirping]

[gentle music]

It is gonna get dark.

We should probably find

a new change of clothes

and maybe somewhere to rest.

I actually have a friend

that lives around here.

He'll--

he'll definitely put us up.

Though I don't think we've

actually met in person.

You okay? I...

feel like I'm-- I'm running

on pure adrenaline.

Yeah, that was a--

a lot back there.

If you don't wanna talk

about it,

we do not have

to talk about it.

-I'm thinking.

-Yeah?

You have a plan?

Starting to form one.

Does it end with k*lling

Robert Nefari?

It does.

I'm in.

[upbeat music]

[Kinder]

You know we're gonna

need a spaceship, right?

["Vanilla" by Brian Brown]

Hey, hey, hey,

Hey, Mr. Ice Cream Man

We've been waiting all day

Why you take so long

To come back this way

Had to re-up on the flavors

And appreciate the favor

This ain't meant

For everybody

What you need

I got it, playa

Bask in the fact

That I'm back

'Cause they was robbin'

Ya, woadie

Y'all held it down

For the kid

Tho got some love

I could show 'em

Heard the talk

What's the hold up

Got some weight

On your shoulders

I mean I could admit that

But who I'm telling's

Important

Can't have every -- body

In yo business these days

But you know me,

Still on the move

Lil' buddy ain't much changed

Hold up

Stepped in this

thing, shorty,

Choosin' looking curious

-- on bazooka, how my

Chew it something serious

Think they -- with my dawgs

And I, boy silly --

We been 'bout it 'bout it

Ain't my fault you ain't

Believe in this man

We've been waiting all day

Why you take so long

To come back this way

Had to re-up on the flavors

And appreciate the favor

This ain't meant

For everybody

What you need

I got it, player

Sake dat --

Watch yourself

See these shoes,

-- watch your step

Ain't the one to

Cause a scene but --

Just grabbed them

Off the shelf

Had to jump --

For the one time

Probably had

A show or something

Know who they came

To see every time

Anytime

I keeps it jumpin'

Only want Treesha smoke

Third cousin rolling

Family pack,

Candace Parker, that blunt

Rocky top in there

That's for Pat Summit

Wilma Rudolph run it

Earn my John Merritt

On the way to the bands

From Jefferson

They gonna feel this look

Think they -- with my dawgs

And I, boy silly --

We've been

'Bout it, 'bout it

Ain't my fault you

Ain't believe in this man

We've been waiting all day

Why you take so long

To come back this way

Had to re-up on the flavors

And appreciate the favor

This ain't meant

For everybody

What you need

I got it player

I got the unh

That's how you do that dere

Quit that talking

Like a Saint fan

Asking who dat dere

Might hit a two-step

With a 40

Looking just like

Your uncle

Birkenstocks

Double socks

No we don't want no trouble

One more time

That's how you do that dere

Quit that talking

Like a Saint fan

Asking who dat dere

Might hit the two-step

With a 40

Looking just like

Your uncle

Birkenstocks

Double socks

No we don't want no trouble

I'm on that --

Yeah

FunkyTenn ohana --

Out east the motherland

Northside, what up

Southside, what up

[music fades]

[clone giggling]