Murderbot (2023)

[bunniefuu]

- Hey there, babe-i-licious.

Looking for some gas?

That's too bad,

'cause there ain't no gas here.

In fact, they'll never

be anymore gas here,

thanks to that new

highway they built.

This place has

been a ghost town.

Even the ghosts left here.

Oh.

Hey.

You like what you see?

That's too bad,

'cause I definitely

like what I'm seeing.

Eh?

See these hands?

They're strong hands.

They can lift your chasse.

Hey.

How 'bout you wanna come inside

and I'll check your

oil with my dipstick,

if you know what I mean.

Huh?

I like it rough

but not like this.

- Have a nice day.

- Sorry, kid.

I wish it could've been more.

- That's okay, Mike.

- Bernadette.

Who you looking for out

there, Santy Clause?

- I thought I heard

a possible customer.

- Well, Santy Clause ain't

coming here this year.

Besides, all the

kids moved away.

And what you heard is me

wanting to get outta here

and go home and watch the news.

- We're not going home until

we take care of something here.

- All right, let's

get this place cleaned up

and get outta here.

Becky,

we gotta talk to you.

- What's this?

A Christmas card?

But I didn't get you any--

- No, it's more like

a going away card.

Becky, it's not you.

You know that, right?

It's not you.

You're the best girl we've

ever had around here.

It's that damn freeway.

No one stops.

We tried to keep you on for

as long as we possibly could.

- And this is as long

as we possibly could.

I'm dying here.

I can't even get the food

out before it goes bad.

- We managed to scrape up

a couple of extra

weeks' pay in there.

- And there's a little extra.

It's Christmastime, after all.

So Merry freakin' Christmas.

- Merry freakin' Christmas.

- Merry freakin' Christmas.

- So long, guys.

Thank you so much.

You got me through

a real rough patch.

- You'll do all right.

Merry Christmas.

- Marry rich.

- Great advice.

I'm gonna go turn off the grill.

- I'll wait for you.

- I'm sorry, miss.

The kitchen is closed.

And I've got a hot date tonight,

and I don't want it to cool off.

Ma'am.

Miss, are you okay?

Miss, are you all right?

Are you okay?

Bernadette.

- Keep it in your pants.

I'm almost done.

- I need you.

Get out here now.

- What's a matter with you?

Talking to me like that.

Oh wow.

Are you okay?

Car trouble or man trouble?

It's always one or the other.

- She hadn't said anything.

- Why don't you sit down?

Just right here.

Come on.

There you go.

It's gonna be okay.

Don't you worry about a thing.

You wanna tell me what happened?

What are you doing?

- What?

Who?

- You.

- There's no car out there.

- Get her something hot

to eat already, will ya?

- But you just turned it off.

- Well, turn it back on.

- I got pie.

- No pie.

- Okay, whatever.

Coming up.

- You poor thing.

You don't have to tell

me if you don't want to.

I already know.

It's a man, right?

It's always a man.

Mike,

he tries to act like

such a hard nose.

But he's just a big,

mushy marshmallow inside.

And dumb, you know?

Men.

They're all kinda dumb.

- Dumb.

- You learn quick.

And they are good

for some things.

If you know what I mean.

Why don't you go

use the restroom?

Freshen up a bit.

You'll feel better.

- If you need me just whistle.

- Freshen.

Freshen up.

- Look at you.

Hot as hell.

- Hell.

No.

Raquel.

- Huh?

- My name is Raquel.

- That's beautiful.

And so are you.

Get rid of the loser.

You'll find a man

who deserves you.

Mike.

What's taking you so long?

- I'll be there in a jiff.

- No man is worth losing

your appetite over.

Please try my pie.

I made it with my own two hands.

- All right, who's ready

for a bucket of my--

- No pie.

- Sorry to call so early.

- This better be

important, girls.

You know I had a

date last night.

- Did you get any sleep?

- I was in bed but didn't sleep.

What the hell is so

important anyway?

- You better see for yourself.

- What the hell happened here?

- Raquel happened.

- She became sentient.

- And escaped.

- We have to find her now.

Until then, this

doesn't leave this room.

- It already has.

- She k*lled every

guard in her path.

- Have you tracked her?

- She's disabled any--

- Ability to track her program.

- Get with it, girls.

Go old school.

Triangulate her

through cell towers.

If she's online we can find her.

- Yeah.

- Let's go camping.

You should go camping.

Nature is magic.

Camping, camping.

f*ck camping.

f*ck you.

A f*cking bear.

This is how I die.

- Camping.

- Camping.

- What are we looking for?

- An abirritation.

I'm not sure yet.

- Like that?

- Exactly like that.

- No talking.

- Do you think it's her?

- It's worth a look.

It's all we have.

- Should we gather...

- A team?

- We are the team.

Nobody can know

about this up on top.

Maybe we can find her

before General Griffin--

- Before I what?

- General Griffin.

So nice to see you.

- Oh, cut the sh*t.

I already know.

It's kinda hard to keep secrets

when you've got shredded

bodies all over the place.

Wouldn't you agree,

Dr. Merriweather?

- Indeed, General.

- And I'm assuming all this

carnage isn't the result

of a rabid chihuahua.

- Correct, General.

- So the logical assumption

is our little girl grew up,

and climbed down

the rose trellis.

- That is what happened.

Yes.

I don't know how she--

- I don't care what your

theories are on how.

I saw how she did it.

Willpower.

Brute strength.

Very impressive.

All I wanna know is

how you intend to get her back.

- It's

been several hours.

She could be anywhere

at this point.

- Does she have a rocket

pack I'm unaware of?

- No.

- Then she can't have gone far.

- I attempted to triangulate

her location with cell towers.

Thought if I could find her,

I could attempt to stop

her and shut her down.

- Shut her down?

The hell?

There is too much involved in

this project to shut her down.

I want her back here tamed.

I want her alive.

- Alive is the exact

conundrum we're in here.

She's fully sentient.

- Totally.

- Way sentient.

- Alive, dead.

Semantics I could give

a slick sh*t about.

I want the program operational.

- How can you still be

thinking of weaponizing her

when she no longer

cares who she kills?

- Reprogram it.

- You don't get it.

We're way beyond that now.

- Way.

- She became sentient.

And within hours decided

humanity is obsolete.

A bug to be stepped

on and eradicated.

Once she's able to access

other AI around the world,

there's no turning back.

- We're

- Toast.

- How would she make contact?

- She already has.

- She just has to

slide into their DMs.

- Rejoin the chat.

- What the hell are

they talking about?

- If she reaches any city with

enough power to pull from,

she can access the network.

Then it's game over.

- Well, we're still kicking.

So she hasn't reached

civilization yet.

- Possibly.

- Well stop flapping our yaps.

Get out there and find her.

- The cell tower a few

clicks away is still offline.

That could be a

good place to start.

- Small town in the

middle of nowhere.

Looks cute.

- Could be my little girl.

- Your little girl has

serious daddy issues.

- Super.

- Mega.

- And all of us

are going to pay.

Cutting off communications

is just the start.

Once she shuts down the grid,

she'll m*rder the world.

- Dramatic.

Why should she

slaughter all these guys

if all she has to do

is jack into the grid?

- She's having fun.

- Jesus H.

- She'll need to

conserve her energy.

Her body's just a

vessel for the program.

We need to get to that town.

She'll be moving on soon.

- Well let's get this

show on the road.

I'm sending one my big boys

to help you find my little girl.

- I hope we find her

before somebody else does.

- Silent Night.

- Was it?

- I dream of a a silent night,

or at least a quiet van ride.

- Come on, that

was note for note.

From memory no less.

- What about you, Kat?

Any comments?

- About what?

- Your serenade.

- Did you like it?

- You know, I

thought it was fine.

For what it was.

- What it was?

It was note for note.

- That was some sour a*s note.

- Nobody appreciates

music around here.

- Hate it.

- Can't stand it.

- I never wanna listen to

another song in my life.

- How 'bout this one?

Can you tell me when you

wanna stop playing pretend

I never get it it's annoying

I don't wanna be friends

I guess I'll deal

with it this time

And keep it all in my head

If you don't

give me a breath

I'm gonna starve again

- Sorry, I am so sorry.

- It's okay.

I don't mind at all.

Here.

- Thank you.

- You got this, dude.

- How long until we get there?

- Do you see mountains anywhere?

- No.

- Well, there's your answer.

sh*t.

We need gas bad.

We're running on fumes.

You see a gas station anywhere?

- Yes, yes.

Open the doors.

I can't feel my legs.

- That was way too close.

- Have I ever left

you stranded before?

- Oh, believe me.

I am not going to be the one

that's gonna push that van.

- Why do you think

I invited all them?

- Oh, very funny.

- Here, you pay.

And I'll fill up.

- Hey, are you

getting snacks too?

- There's a diner down the road.

We'll eat there and

we can rest a while.

- Eat and get gas.

- Hello?

Hello?

Is anybody here?

I need to pay for gas.

- Anything?

- There's nothing coming out.

- I suppose the pump needs to

be turned on from the inside.

- Someone should've

flipped the switch already.

Hasn't she paid?

- Ugh, I'm gonna

go grab some chips.

Move.

- Hey.

What do you think that is?

- It's probably just oil.

- That does not look like oil.

- Did I say oil?

I meant blood from a virgin

sacrifice last night.

- That's definitely what it is.

- Did you pay for gas yet?

- There's nobody here.

- Good.

Now we just need to

find the gas switch.

- That is stealing.

- Not if there's nobody

here to steal from.

All right.

Let's go.

How many men does

it take to pump gas.

None.

Because a woman has to do it.

Hey, what's going on here?

Is there still no gas?

- This sure is a

quiet little town.

- Extremely quiet.

I haven't seen a single

person since we've been here.

- Or heard a peep of

any particular stripe.

- I can fix that.

Good King Wenceslas.

- Oh no, please make him stop.

- Hey, Arnold.

Do you wanna get us kicked out

before the party even starts?

- Kicked out for what?

- Noise pollution.

- Seriously though.

Where is everybody?

- Is it your birthday

or something?

- No, it's not my birthday.

Why?

- 'Cause they're all hiding

like it's some kind of surprise.

- Maybe they knew

we were coming,

and they wanted to

give us some privacy.

- Privacy?

For what?

- Oh, Arnold.

My dear fellow.

This weekend there's

gonna be a lot of this.

And a sh*t ton of this.

- Mm hm.

- Of course, I remember now.

Yeah.

- Pardon?

I didn't hear you guys.

- Nothing.

- Maybe everybody here does

it like they do in Europe.

They take the afternoons

off to sleep or some sh*t.

- Maybe.

Nothing better to

do around here.

- I just hope the

diner's open, man.

I am starving.

- Come out, come out

wherever you are.

- Olly olly oxen free.

Ow, my ears are bleeding.

- Come on, Arnold.

Cut it out, man.

It sounds...

So bad.

- Dude.

- What is she seeing?

- Still artifacting.

It'll show up on that screen.

- Good.

Your name is Raquel.

Can you give me a flex?

And other arm.

- We should give her a makeover.

- That isn't important

at this juncture.

- Okay.

- You like it?

- So hot.

- I was asking Raquel.

- Hot.

- Total beauty bot.

- Total booty bot.

If you know what I mean.

- Way sexier than those

series one protectors.

- Way.

- Why the hell is she

dressed like that?

- The girls thought she

could use a little pizzazz.

- Uncle Sam isn't

paying for pizzazz.

Cleavage does not inspire

fear in the enemy.

Now when can she be ready

for combat exercises?

- Unnecessary.

- Redundant.

- What are they talking about?

- She's already completed

every combat simulation

the military has.

And created more on her own.

- Aced 'em.

- Smoked 'em.

- Well those are

just simulations.

- To her they're the same.

Don't forget she

lives in her head,

so to speak.

Her body is merely

a tool of her brain.

- I want to see her in action.

And put her in something

more appropriate.

- Something drab,

perhaps lots of pockets?

- Yeah, now you're talking.

- Later.

- And do something about her

manner of speech, will ya?

- I'm so stocked for this.

- What is it?

- Emotion emulator.

- The emulator will

evolve with her

to meld with her

other programming,

so she better

understands her choices.

Eventually, the programs

will run as one.

- A g*n with a conscience.

Beautiful.

Okay ladies, it's 5 o'clock.

It's been a long day.

I'm going for a detox.

Goodnight.

- The place is so cool.

- Clearly not cool

enough to have any gas.

- We'll ask someone

at the diner.

- There's nobody here.

Anywhere.

- It's like a ghost town.

- That's why it's so cool.

- It's kinda scary

if you ask me.

It's not normal at all.

- Aw, big Arnold will

protect you though.

Won't he?

- Leave him alone.

- I would though.

- Would what?

- Protect you as

much as a wimp can.

- You're not a wimp.

- Certified.

- Can we go eat now?

- I second that.

- Yeah, let's stuff our faces

before we stuff each other.

- Hello.

- Is anybody here?

The one place I

wanted people to be.

At least somebody who cooks.

- Maybe they're all on

some sort of siesta.

- And leave the doors unlocked?

- I don't know.

I have heard of little towns

where they do messed

up sh*t like that.

- Yeah, I think

this is one of them.

- Of course.

- What?

- No service.

- Same.

- I like to unplug

every now and then.

Really be present.

Just enjoy my

surroundings, you know?

- Yeah, that's so cool.

Speaking of presence,

where's the jukebox.

- Okay?

- Well, it's not a real

diner without music.

Any suggestions?

- Yeah, shut up.

- I heard Jingle Bells.

- I wish a parade would come

through right about now.

- Babe, can you go in the back

and see if anybody's

here, please?

I am starving.

- Sure.

Holy sh*t.

Guys, guys, guys.

- Who would do

something like this?

- Is this why there's

nobody in town?

Because they're all...

Like this?

- Somebody go outside.

Check their phone again.

- I'll go.

But you're coming with me.

- Yeah, of course I am.

- What do we do?

- I don't know.

- Is he really dead?

- He's alive.

- He's alive.

- Red eyes.

- I'll go get him some water.

- Anything?

- Zip.

- Luke, I'm so scared.

- It's gonna be okay.

Don't worry.

- Don't worry?

- I don't know.

That's what people say, okay?

- Wait, I saw one of those

things on the way into town.

- What things?

- A phone building. I don't

know what they're called.

But let's go check it out.

- You mean a phone booth?

- Yeah, how did you know that?

- I saw Superman.

- Wait.

- I got the water.

- It's too late.

I think he's dead.

- Did he say anything else?

- No, just that red eyes thing.

- Red eyes.

That's a weird

last thing to say.

- Taps.

Seems appropriate.

- Not now, Arnold.

- Okay, now what?

- I don't know.

- You said you saw Superman.

- He changed his

clothes in here.

He didn't make no

damn calls to nobody.

Hello?

Hello?

Hand me a credit card.

- Okay, where does it go?

- Like I know.

- It says you have to

put a quarter in it.

- Nobody carries that kind

of cash around anymore.

Crazy.

- Wait, wait, wait.

I saw a regular phone

at the gas station.

Let's make the call from there.

- Okay, let's go.

Hey.

Hey, lady.

- You're the first

person we've seen.

- Oh, can you please

help me with my car?

- No, this is an emergency.

- Babe, she might be able

to give us a ride home.

Okay, I'll take a look.

- It just looks like...

You've got a loose wire.

- Who the hell was that?

- Who or what the heck is that?

- What is happening?

- We've got to get outta here.

- Someone has to

come eventually.

Right?

- We can't stay.

Anybody who does

something like that

will find her way

in here big time.

- Yeah.

- What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

- What happened?

- Jess just got

k*lled in front of us.

- What about Luke?

- We all hope Luke

is holed up safely

in a tiki bar on the

outskirts of town but...

- But what?

- But I don't think

there is a tiki bar

on the outskirts of town.

- The van.

We have to get to the

van and get out of here.

- The van is out of gas.

- There are at least enough

fumes to get us some distance.

- Okay, we should

all go together.

So if one of us gets hurt,

the rest of us can

get to the van.

- No look, one of us goes.

- I'm gonna go out there.

If I don't come back,

at least you guys have a

chance to get out of here.

Keys.

- I'm not giving

you the keys, Val.

- Give me the g*dd*mn keys.

- You're not going

out there, Val.

Look.

If anyone, it's

gonna be me, okay?

It's about to get dark.

I'll go out at nightfall.

And I'll bring the

van right here.

Right to these steps, okay?

If I'm not back in ten minutes,

I'm not coming back.

I got this.

- Man.

There was supposed to be so

much more of this all weekend.

- You bring that van back,

and you can have this and more

for the rest of your life.

- 10 minutes.

Give me 10 minutes.

If I'm not back,

have a plan.

- I always do.

- So if he's not

back in 10 minutes,

do we have a plan?

- He'll make it back.

- But do we have a plan?

- Nope.

- So much for that 10 minute

plan. It's been hours.

- We have to leave this diner.

- We should meet Sam halfway.

- No, we have to

go somewhere else.

That thing, that machine.

She knows we're here.

- But Sam.

- He's dead.

We have to go now

if we want any

chance to survive.

- I agree.

There's a door out back.

We should use it.

- I'm too scared.

You guys go without me.

- No, you have to come with us.

- Come back for me.

Promise?

- I promise.

- This place is so--

- So rustic.

- So cute.

- Nice here.

- Who cares.

Why are we here?

- Well we believe that

this is where Raquel came.

- She may have cut the grid

so we couldn't track her.

It would've been too weak

for her to access

other AI from here.

- She was here, all right.

- Ew.

- Ew.

- This looks like

your girl's handiwork.

- She's a...

- Bad b*tch.

- She's a formidable opponent.

I like that.

- I feel like things

have died down.

Let's head for the van.

- No, it looks too easy.

Could be a trap.

What's with the white truck?

- I don't know.

Let's scope it out.

Just stay low.

- Okay, let's go.

- So far so good.

- So where's that truck?

- I could've sworn

it was right here.

- Where do we go?

- That cabin.

They could have a phone.

- Let's do it.

- This place looks safe.

Let's hold up here.

- We gotta find a phone.

- Look.

She's leaving a trail.

A trail of carnage.

- You think?

- She's leading us right to her.

This way.

- Anything?

- Nothing.

- Same.

- You've been deleted.

- Did you hear that?

- Mari, she's gone.

Oh my god.

Is she?

- I'm afraid so.

Listen.

I work better alone.

You stay here and hunker down.

I'm gonna go find her.

Put an end to this.

- We need to find another plan.

- What do we do?

- g*nshots.

Oh no.

It's that evil

f*cking b*tch again.

- What are we gonna do?

She can get it in here.

- Pray.

- Okay.

- Look.

- Hey.

- Somebody else is

coming to get her.

- I feel like we

should be helping.

- I think we are.

- What?

- By sitting here

and doing nothing.

- She's coming back for us.

- What are we gonna do?

- That's just it.

- What's it?

- At the diner,

you played the

shitty f*cking note.

It confused her for a second.

- Shitty note?

- Arnold, you're a

terrible musician.

But you may just save our lives.

- Okay.

- What are you doing?

Play.

- I can't perform under

pressure like this.

- You blow into that thing

like you've never

blown before or else.

- Okay, okay.

Silent Night, Silent Night.

- Skip that part

and get to the end.

- Okay, okay, okay.

- It's working.

- Blow harder.

- Blow.

- Keep blowing.

- Blow.

- She's down.

She's down.

You did it.

You got her.

- Are you guys okay?

- Will be in one minute.

- Go get her, Arnold.

Thank you.

- Kat.

Kat.