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Sid 6.7 isn't Grimes.
Part of him is.
If we find Sid, Lindenmeyer won't be far behind.
Think he's keeping track of his creation?
That, or living through him...
See something?
I'm not sure...on the bridge...the guy at the payphone...
Nice work.
Thanks.
Find out anything?
A bomb's going off tomorrow night, but I have no idea where.
Can I ask you something?
You mean there's something you haven't asked me?
You've already fulfilled the terms of your pardon. You stopped Sid 6.7 and you've got his module. You're free to go right now. Why are you going to do this?
You don't know?
That's why I'm asking.
Because this painintheass criminal psychology expert has helped me understand what I'm capable of. And what I'm not. And better than anyone else, I am capable of stopping Sid 6.7.
You okay?
...I think so...You?
More or less.
Lindenmeyer?
My guess is dead.
Sid?
I don't know.
Where the hell are you going?
Lindenmeyer never got over wanting to kill kids with more musical than he had...
How's your pulse?
I couldn't tell you.
Then shoot him already.
Duck!
What do we do now?
You won't want to watch. Turn around.
Don't be angry with me, Daryl.
Did you recognize the sonofa bitch who got away?
Should I have?
Think hard it'll come to you...
All they want to produce around here is mediocrity!
True genius is rarely rewarded within its lifetime.
It was you, wasn't it?
It was me, what?
You amped the neural connectors back up, didn't you? You're the reason the convict died. You're the reason I got fired!
I couldn't just let them make you bring down my degree of difficulty. I'm a tripletwisting, double back flip off the high platform, not a swan dive.
My God...
Which God would that be, the one who created me, or the one who created you? In your world, the Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. But in my world, the one who gave me life doesn't have the balls to stop a couple of bureaucratic assholes from taking it away.
What do you expect me to do, put your character module in my pocket and just walk you out of here?
I had something a little different in mind. Instead of just playing Peeping Tom with Reilly, why don't you get him to show you what he's been working on after hours?
She's some of your finest work, Daryl.
All my work is my finest.
You catching my drift?
I think I understand what you have in mind...
SID NO!!!
What do you expect me to do, thank him?
I am beautiful, aren't I?
Of course you are.
How can I ever thankyou for bringing me back to life a second time, Daryl?
Help me get out of here.
Glad to...
You made me a composite of 183 of the most vicious people who ever lived. What do you think I'm doing?
I'm begging you...please don't kill me! Please!
Don't worry. Through me, you will live forever...
I told you this would work.. By setting back the clocks, he has absolutely no idea he's in virtual reality. He still thinks he's in the real world.
What's wrong with Parker?
How should I know?
Show me his physical sensory level.
I wonder how that...
Turn it down!
He's developing a hemisphere imbalance.
Talk so I can understand.
If I don't adjust the level of neural information each side of his brain is receiving, he won't be able to walk when I take him out of VR.
Then fix it.
HEY!!!
Show's over unless I get to see what you've been working on after hours.
I haven't been working on anything.
Do I get to see it or not?
Bastard... Sheila, don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.
Get that fucking thing away from me!
You're...such a wimp.
Watching your VR people Auto Reset gave me the idea.
It's nanotechnology, isn't it? Machines the size of molecules...
Coordinated by polymer neural net.
It feels so.. .real.
It's better than real. It's synthetic flesh. Synthetic blood. Synthetic organs... It's a physiological machine.
This is supposed to be years away.
As far as the public is concerned, it is. The reason you got fired, and I got my second demo into production, is I'm a lot smarter than you. I never give my best stuff away.
How do you kill it?
Separate the character module from the neural net...
... and you get nanodeath. Don't worry, I've got a bunch of other ones.
Amazing. I hate to say it, but it is.
I know. I'm ready to incubate something a little more advanced than a coldblooded reptile. If you want to experience the future, meet me in my office in 15 minutes. And bring the Sheila 3.2 character module with you...
You need a maid.
What I need is a nymphomaniac.
You embarrassed me in front of the highestranking law enforcement official in the country. Do you have any idea how much money you just cost me?
The reason you insisted on testing my system with prisoners is because of the increased risks involved with increased realism.
Of the six prison inmates you've tested all of whom have had at least some military or survival training only Mr. Barnes is still breathing.
I'm still making adjustments...
You've had a yearandahalf to make all the adjustments you want, Lindenmeyer. ) Elizabeth Deane does not give second chances. Neither do I. You're fired.
I'M WHAT?!
You are to turn over the Sid 6.7 program, and all its documentation, for immediate destruction. Is that understood?
I understand... I understand perfectly.
How does he know who I am?

Sid 6.7 isn't Grimes.

Part of him is.

If we find Sid, Lindenmeyer won't be far behind.

Think he's keeping track of his creation?

That, or living through him...

See something?

I'm not sure...on the bridge...the guy at the payphone...

Nice work.

Thanks.

Find out anything?

A bomb's going off tomorrow night, but I have no idea where.

Can I ask you something?

You mean there's something you haven't asked me?

You've already fulfilled the terms of your pardon. You stopped Sid 6.7 and you've got his module. You're free to go right now. Why are you going to do this?

You don't know?

That's why I'm asking.

Because this painintheass criminal psychology expert has helped me understand what I'm capable of. And what I'm not. And better than anyone else, I am capable of stopping Sid 6.7.

You okay?

...I think so...You?

More or less.

Lindenmeyer?

My guess is dead.

Sid?

I don't know.

Where the hell are you going?

Lindenmeyer never got over wanting to kill kids with more musical than he had...

How's your pulse?

I couldn't tell you.

Then shoot him already.

Duck!

What do we do now?

You won't want to watch. Turn around.

Don't be angry with me, Daryl.

Did you recognize the sonofa bitch who got away?

Should I have?

Think hard it'll come to you...

All they want to produce around here is mediocrity!

True genius is rarely rewarded within its lifetime.

It was you, wasn't it?

It was me, what?

You amped the neural connectors back up, didn't you? You're the reason the convict died. You're the reason I got fired!

I couldn't just let them make you bring down my degree of difficulty. I'm a tripletwisting, double back flip off the high platform, not a swan dive.

My God...

Which God would that be, the one who created me, or the one who created you? In your world, the Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. But in my world, the one who gave me life doesn't have the balls to stop a couple of bureaucratic assholes from taking it away.

What do you expect me to do, put your character module in my pocket and just walk you out of here?

I had something a little different in mind. Instead of just playing Peeping Tom with Reilly, why don't you get him to show you what he's been working on after hours?

She's some of your finest work, Daryl.

All my work is my finest.

You catching my drift?

I think I understand what you have in mind...

SID NO!!!

What do you expect me to do, thank him?

I am beautiful, aren't I?

Of course you are.

How can I ever thankyou for bringing me back to life a second time, Daryl?

Help me get out of here.

Glad to...

You made me a composite of 183 of the most vicious people who ever lived. What do you think I'm doing?

I'm begging you...please don't kill me! Please!

Don't worry. Through me, you will live forever...

I told you this would work.. By setting back the clocks, he has absolutely no idea he's in virtual reality. He still thinks he's in the real world.

What's wrong with Parker?

How should I know?

Show me his physical sensory level.

I wonder how that...

Turn it down!

He's developing a hemisphere imbalance.

Talk so I can understand.

If I don't adjust the level of neural information each side of his brain is receiving, he won't be able to walk when I take him out of VR.

Then fix it.

HEY!!!

Show's over unless I get to see what you've been working on after hours.

I haven't been working on anything.

Do I get to see it or not?

Bastard... Sheila, don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.

Get that fucking thing away from me!

You're...such a wimp.

Watching your VR people Auto Reset gave me the idea.

It's nanotechnology, isn't it? Machines the size of molecules...

Coordinated by polymer neural net.

It feels so.. .real.

It's better than real. It's synthetic flesh. Synthetic blood. Synthetic organs... It's a physiological machine.

This is supposed to be years away.

As far as the public is concerned, it is. The reason you got fired, and I got my second demo into production, is I'm a lot smarter than you. I never give my best stuff away.

How do you kill it?

Separate the character module from the neural net...

... and you get nanodeath. Don't worry, I've got a bunch of other ones.

Amazing. I hate to say it, but it is.

I know. I'm ready to incubate something a little more advanced than a coldblooded reptile. If you want to experience the future, meet me in my office in 15 minutes. And bring the Sheila 3.2 character module with you...

You need a maid.

What I need is a nymphomaniac.

You embarrassed me in front of the highestranking law enforcement official in the country. Do you have any idea how much money you just cost me?

The reason you insisted on testing my system with prisoners is because of the increased risks involved with increased realism.

Of the six prison inmates you've tested all of whom have had at least some military or survival training only Mr. Barnes is still breathing.

I'm still making adjustments...

You've had a yearandahalf to make all the adjustments you want, Lindenmeyer. ) Elizabeth Deane does not give second chances. Neither do I. You're fired.

I'M WHAT?!

You are to turn over the Sid 6.7 program, and all its documentation, for immediate destruction. Is that understood?

I understand... I understand perfectly.

How does he know who I am?