Maybe things will go right this time.
That's what I like about you.
Bright-sider.
Well, at least we have the vaccine
Two Horns wants. We're almost done.
"Almost" and "done," not the same thing.
Yeah, but when we are done...
...then no more work for the city's
slimiest crime boss, right?
I mean, if all goes to plan.
If all goes to plan, we can talk about it later.
We're not out of here yet.
I'll take a look around.
What is it?
Nothing.
It must be nothing.
- Deunan?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- And the vaccine?
- Safe.
The subway was a bad idea.
I know. And it's not even rush hour.
- Two?
- Three. All cyborgs.
Any ideas?
No. You?
No. How could you miss
three guys out there?
- Bri, if you're having power problems
- Not now. They're coming.
You wouldn't shoot an unarmed girl, would you?
Amateur.
Use enough bullets?
Yeah, I know.
But you know who didn't use any?
- Them.
- Let's get this train moving again.
It's done. Let's go.
Got it.
- What the hell happened to our driver?
- He's not our driver, it was a setup.
- Ambush.
- You think?
- Damn it.
- What is it?
The end of the line.
Get down.
- What did you mean by "setup"?
- Only one person knew why we were here.
How is it?
NO good?
No.
Looks like this is our stop.
Thanks.
- You're hurt.
- I'm fine.
You may be a damn good cyborg...
...but you're not a robot.
Didn't go to plan, Bri.
Nope. Definitely not to plan.
The beginning of a new world is here.
Victory is ours. We won. We won.
What idiot is still airing these commercials?
The same idiot who provides
the electricity to run this city.
Run this city? Seriously?
Well, maybe "run" is a little generous.
But what we have is better than nothing.
That's debatable.
Time to see Two Horns.
Really? Considering we just failed
the mission he gave us...
...do you really think
that's such a good idea?
If we don't go see him, he'll think
we took off with the damn vaccine.
Maybe we forget what we owe Two Horns.
Maybe we take what we have and get out of here.
And go where?
I don't know.
Olympus?
Not that again. You really still think
it's out there, don't you?
I don't know. Maybe.
Everything here just seems so pointless.
Deunan, we fought in a world war
and at the end of it all, who won?
Who won?
No one, that's who. It is pointless.
I know.
I know you sacrificed a lot.
We clear our debt to Two Horns.
Come on.
You do like to clear your debts.
- Who is it?
- Open the door.
Yeah, we know the drill.
Don't worry, I left my toys at home.
- She's clean.
- Told you.
Boss is waiting. Go on up.
Why aren't we keeping him down here?
He's a cyborg. He's a walking weapon.
Yeah, but look at him.
Unless he gets some juice soon, he's a goner.
Are you sure you're up to this?
I'm fine.
You're looking well. And you're late.
- So late that I had a lot of time to think.
- Did it hurt?
You wanna know what I thought about?
I thought you took off with my shit.
So come on, give me the vaccine.
Now.
Maybe you should ask one of your goons for it.
You know there's still a leash law for junkyard dogs.
We don't have the vaccine.
What?
What the hell happened?
We ran into some complications.
But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
I thought you were the best.
Don't I pay you to take care of complications?
If you don't like us, you can always use
the A-Team you got here.
We'll find jobs elsewhere.
We still have the little matter of your debt.
I've worked enough to pay you back.
Are you joking?
Do I look like someone who jokes?
Relax, relax.
You guys got no sense of humor.
Do you remember the fricking mess
you were when you came to me?
I didn't seek you out. I was doing fine.
I was on my way to running this city.
Remember? You needed me.
I remember how it was, but now, I think we're even.
Even?
Now I know you're joking.
If it weren't for me...
...your girl would be turning tricks on
K Street and you'd be somebody's toaster.
So the way I see it, me and you
ain't even close to being even.
You and me, we're done here.
Bri.
Yeah, you are done.
So good luck.
Hope you find a great doctor to replace Matthews.
Too bad there aren't any within 500 kilometers from here.
So bye-bye, adiòs. Have a nice day.
- What do you want'?
- Don't bother, Deunan.
Well...
I might need some annoying automatic
drones on the east side cleaned up.
I wish I could find someone to do that...
...but it seems everyone's busy
getting jobs elsewhere.
We'll do it.
We'll do it.
But first, a recharge and repair for Bri.
Fine.
Fix up your tin-can Casanova.
But bring me any parts and ammo you find.
And no skimming.
Take this to Matthews.
It should cover the expenses.
And if he don't want it, you keep it, Deunan.
Consider it a early Valentine's gift
to add to your collection.
You seemed awfully chummy back there.
Thought you wanted away from Two Horns.
I still do. But doing this job seems easier
than trying to kidnap Matthews.
I don't care how Two Horns played it in there...
...I know he was behind
that train ambush.
I think so too, but we can't prove it.
And we didn't bring him back the vaccine.
So maybe we do owe him one more job.
You know who talks like that?
Junkies.
Matthews.
Matthews, you there?
- No.
- Yes.
Oh, all right.
Catch.
Another typical Two Horns paycheck.
He doesn't seem to understand...
...that these aren't as valuable
as he thinks they are.
Oh, he understands.
Here, keep it.
It's burned me once already.
Well, come on.
Take this.
I haven't seen one of these...
Not sure I've ever seen one of these.
- K-12, right?
- Yep. A classic.
Developed during the war.
A tactical weapon. For fast attacks.
But the lack of range made it obsolete real quick.
Yeah. I heard
the engineers who built this...
...developed the parts without using
mass-production materials.
Hey, I'm gonna.
You can geek out without me.
- Yeah, okay.
- They don't even know I left.
- So simple, but so original.
- I know, right?
You're hurt.
Let me take care of that.
All I want is a recharge.
You worry like an old woman.
I was a medic during the war.
- Were you?
- A doctor.
Now, let me see that.
Where is it?
To your health.
The power for my cell is low again.
I've charged that battery as much as I can.
I'd like to reboot
your power-generator outs...
...but we are short on parts.
I'm sorry. What else?
Viewscreen. Movement.
Pretty much everything.
Wish I knew more about your Hecatonchires system...
...because they're probably all related.
You know, you must've been really something to see...
- ...when you were at full capacity.
- Yeah, yeah, rub it in.
Everything changes. Everything.
- Tough time to be a cyborg.
- Tough time to be anybody.
Here. This might hurt a little.
I swear that's your favorite part.
My job has its perks.
Hey, whatever happened with that?
You know, I've been trying to fix that thing
ever since the day you brought it in.
I got the mechanical parts down,
but the electronics are baffling.
What about the K-12?
Maybe. But that thing is almost
as sophisticated as you are.
I'll look for the owner's manual on my last job.
I thought that train job was your last one.
Weren't you always saying
you wanted to get out of this town?
That's what I always say too.
But Two Horns, he's like the mayor.
He's the guy we have to answer to.
Maybe this isn't my last job
for Two Horns, but it'll be hers.
Then she can start a new life, just like she wants.
Deunan? No way.
She'd never go without you.
Maybe she would. If I wasn't around her
all the time, haunting her like a ghost.
Ghosts are just beings from the past.
The real issue is right now.
And that girl would rather be.
She wants to be with you.
You should be the happiest man,
or thing, or man-thing around.
Really?
Is that how it works?
If you don't realize it's every man for himself...
...you're never gonna be happy.
Never happy.
Done.
You should work better now.
Just let me do one more check to make
sure there are no other problems.
It looks okay.
Get-well present.
- Watch it.
- What's your problem? Pin's in it.
- Yeah, the pin's in it.
- Not all of us would die for him. I wouldn't.
I'm sorry. I wasn't asking you to.
- I didn't mean anything.
- You should be okay now.
He just seems, I don't know, creepy.
- It's Matthews.
- Okay, "creepier."
Oh, it's on the house.
Just a little commemoration of your last job.
Thanks.
So how do you feel?
I'd tell you, but I wouldn't wanna geek out on you.
Good. That's nice of you.
I heard the drones lost the ability
to identify friendlies.
Now they just go after anyone.
You think it's true?
We could ask the friendlies...
...but none of them ever came back.
You're so encouraging.
I am, aren't I?
We sure made a mess of things, didn't we?
Yeah.
But this couldn't have happened
during the war. It's too recent.
Based on the footprints,
it looks like multiple OSTRICH C-117s.
The worst type.
And there's a nest of them right there,
near the intersection.
- Where?
- Over there.
You see that circle of blasted-out cars?
And there's another one 50 meters east of that.
How do you know?
They keep in their spider hole, just pop up and shoot.
That's why all the remains are in a circle.
If they do leave the nest, they hunt in pairs.
What's their Achilles'?
Limited ammo, programmed sequence,
and their head weighs a ton.
Let's do it.
Wait. Look.
Three cyborgs.
Two combat, and one I don't know.
- There's a girl with them.
- They don't know about the drones.
- They'll be killed if they stay on course.
- Get back here.
Goddamn it.
Now's our chance. Hurry.
Come on.
Get her!
Come on.
You stay here.
Damn it.
Third one down.
And that would be four.
I'm coming down.
You. Who are you?
I've never seen anything like that.
You a cyborg?
Well, maybe.
More man than machine, though.
Where you from? You're not from here.
No. And that's why I got caught
by some local punks.
I appreciate the help, though.
Thanks a lot.
Wherever you're from,
your punks are highly-trained.
Maybe not punks, exactly.
Can you help us?
Good thing we were here cleaning up those drones.
It's quite a coincidence that you were, isn't it?
I'm Deunan. That's Briareos.
And you are...
...not talking.
What's the matter?
- You should be able to lift that.
- I should. Things break.
- War changes things.
- I know my way around...
...a biomechanical system.
Why don't you let me look at it?
It's the least I can offer since you both
risked your lives to save us. Okay. Fine.
Maybe we should trust him.
One day, your trust is gonna get me in a lot of trouble.
All right, go ahead. Take a look.
I'll be gentle.
Checking your system.
You
You're a Hecatonchires combat cyborg.
I've heard of these, but I... This is
the first time I've actually seen one.
I know. I'm exciting.
- Let's get on with it.
- Yeah, right. Sorry.
This is it.
A microchip blocking
the self-assessment program.
It's a worm.
Your heat sensor short-circuited.
It's completely burned out.
The whole thing caused your cooling
system to eat up all your power.
Didn't stop you from taking out those drones, though.
- How is it?
- Show her.
That's great.
See? Gentle.
- You guys from around here?
- More or less.
- We should get out of here together.
- Olson.
Olson?
His name's Olson.
I was taught never to get in a car with a stranger.
Totally agree.
Thanks.
My name is Olson.
She's Iris.
You're cleaning up the drones from the war?
Yeah, but that's not our regular work.
Well, it should be.
You're very good at it.
We're cleaning up remaining war threats as well.
- Really? For who?
- Doesn't matter.
Right now, we have something we might
need a little bit of help with.
Who the hell is that?
Probably the same people
who don't want us to accomplish our task.
What do you think?
I think people like that would kill us
just because we're with them.
So now we're stuck together.
They ran into some old drones.
Combat followed.
I need details.
From the footprint and shells,
it looks like a heavy cyborg...
...with a high-powered sniper rifle
that came from the city side.
And someone who was smaller and
fasterjoined in with a 6 mm assault rifle.
- And?
- And they headed that direction.
Those drones are still warm.
It was probably less than 30 minutes ago.
And their two new friends?
Seems like they went with them.
- Let's get back to the city.
- We're not chasing them?
Whoever is helping them, they can take out the drones.
We need to know what we're up against.
Then I believe we should pay a visit
to our friend downtown.
- He's familiar with hired guns.
- Good. Let's move out.
It's been a while since I saw one of those.
Who the hell is on it?
Good question.
With all the heavy firepower,
you're lucky they didn't show up earlier.
You go get Iris.
Looks like we found some trouble, Bri.
Let's go search those drones for ammo.
Or anything else we can find.
How's she look?
Too young for this. Innocent.
She seems pretty tough to me.
I'm not sure how innocent she really is.
She's just trying to stay tough for their mission.
They believe it's an important one, don%they?
Yes, they do.
What?
It's just that we've been on the road for a while...
- ...and you...
- Don't need a charge?
Yeah.
Why didn't Matthews figure out
something that Olson found instantly?
He told me he was a medic in the war, not a mechanic.
I don't buy it.
He knows his way around a machine.
Do you think Matthews was trying to cripple you?
I don't know.
He always seemed okay.
I guess.
Although he did work for Two Horns.
So did We.
You see something out there?
No. We're out of gas.
Where are they?
Dead, maybe.
I gave them the easiest mission they've ever had.
Something's up.
Maybe they skipped town?
We made that impossible.
Go see what you can find out.
Gentlemen.
Talos. To what do I owe this pleasure?
Seems we have a common interest.
How can that be?
I'm but a small businessman.
You run Triton.
What do you know about the girl?
- There's a girl? Is she hot?
- Don't play cute with me.
I can't help it. I'm naturally cute.
Where'd they take her?
Look, you know that there's no one as
interested in keeping me alive as me...
...but I don't know what
you talking about.
You employ a heavyweight cyborg, do you not?
Are you talking about Briareos?
He's a nobody. A hired gun. That's all.
- Is that what this is about?
- It's about the girl your cyborg kidnapped.
- Do you know?
- If this is about Briareos, I can help you.
But I don't know about any kidnapped girl.
- You know something.
- I don't.
Hey, beautiful, you think you can help me out?
He seems to be telling the truth.
Perhaps our paths have crossed one too many times.
And since I am looking to rebuild
the world without people like you...
...it may be time we parted ways.
I doubt we will see each other again.
You're leaving the city?
So sorry to hear that.
It is not my departure you will mourn.
Should I call you a cab?
I was hoping it wouldn't go down this way.
Hope. What a concept.
This is gonna take some time.
This is gonna be a while. Take a seat.
Thanks. Just for a minute.
Feel like some company?
You know, you're awfully young
to be mixed up in trouble like this.
Silent treatment, huh?
Fine, I get it. I get it.
You know, we really did save your ass back there.
And Olson fixed your friend.
So the way I see it, we're even.
Okay. Fair enough.
Is there a chance we ran into you guys
and it was a coincidence?
Well, of course.
You might be spies that Talos sent.
I have no idea, so I would just
rather not talk to you at all.
I understand that.
Are you guys soldiers?
Let me put it this way:
We're not spies.
You're gonna have to trust me sometime.
Give me a straight answer, you'll earn it.
What do you wanna know?
Who's in the chopper?
You ever hear of Triton?
I'm listening.
Well, their leader, Talos...
...he's after Iris.
- Why?
- Because of her mission.
Talos used to be part of a team that I worked with.
What team? Where were they from?
Olympus.
Of course they were.
It's the salvation of all mankind, right?
If you trust in that, don't be surprised
if I don't have any trust in you.
Tell you what. I won't try to
convince you about Olympus...
...and you don't worry about
whether it's the truth.
Fine by me.
What's the mission?
That's classified.
Just when we were beginning to open up.
I wanna tell you. Look...
...let's just focus
on getting through this alive.
I am focused.
- Are you ready?
- We're good to go.
I'll navigate this time.
Okay.
Citizens.
I have the great pleasure to offer the news myself.
Last night, the city's biggest criminal, Two Horns...
...was killed with the help of Triton.
With this major accomplishment...
...we can now start to rebuild our world
one city at a time.
Beginning here, the world's greatest city, New York.
- Our boss gonna be okay?
- He'll be fine.
He was lucky, though.
Talos thinks he's dead.
That's probably lucky too.
Did you find Briareos?
We know which way they went.
Stop.
We gotta find that girl.
You saw Talos. He's desperate.
And desperate means...
I told you to be still now.
Just shut up and fix me!
You're welcome.
Come on.
No. Stop.
You should rest.
I hope he comes back soon.
I love it when we play doctor.
Smells like you're cooking again.
You're hilarious. You can thank
Two Horns for tonight's hot meal.
- Well, I can't thank you. You can't cook.
- Never been a strong suit.
- You've got others.
- How'd it go?
Nobody's here anymore.
Probably deserted since the war.
Did you find out where they're from?
I'm not sure if I should tell you.
Come on. Where?
They said...
- ...they're from Olympus.
- Olympus? Really?
- So it's real.
- I doubt it.
He's clammed up about everything.
I think the story about Olympus
is just another smoke screen.
Yeah. Maybe.
But Olson's parts...
- ...I've never seen anything like that.
- You haven't?
Hey. We were wondering
where you were.
Did you find what you were looking for?
I'll take the first watch.
You try to get some sleep.
I'll go check the town again.
You, stay here.
The stars seem brighter
than before the war, don't you think?
- I don't really remember.
- I do.
I remember my family.
I remember Briareos when he wasn't...
...disillusioned.
- War has a way of doing that to people.
- Yeah.
But I know deep down,
he's still the same man I fell in love with.
He's still willing to fight for a good cause.
- Is that why he's helping us?
- I don't know.
Are you a good cause?
I think so.
I hope so.
So tell me. Are you from Olympus?
- Olson shouldn't have said anything.
- Maybe not.
But he did and I wanna know.
We're on our way there.
After we finish the mission.
Oh, my God. I can't believe it.
I knew it.
You've been there.
Do you believe it's what they say it is?
I don't know.
But I do know the old way of doing things
will not build a better future.
Without something like Olympus, mankind will fail.
I hate to break it to you, kid, but we failed.
I'm reminded of it every day.
The memory of what we built.
The reality of what we destroyed.
How we are separated.
And how it never really happens.
The mighty are never brought low.
And the weak just disappear.
People are greedy.
They want, money, land, power.
Whatever it is that makes them feel like
they're better than someone else...
...or more important.
And so they lied and deceived.
Killed each other because of foolish pride...
...then told themselves it was justified.
But it wasn't.
And in the end, we lost everything.
You hope for a place like Olympus...
...and yet you give up
on the world where you live.
You can't stay undecided forever, Deunan.
- You have to make a choice.
- About what?
Either you accept the world as it is...
...or you work to build a better one.
We still have a long road ahead.
I'm gonna get some sleep.
Okay.
Night.
Olympus.
- Something's coming.
- What?
A tank. Five kilometers from here,
heading straight to us.
- A tank? Where's the chopper?
- I've seen it before in the city.
Iris, get up.
- What is it?
- Trouble.
The chopper left for the city and now we see a tank.
- You know what that means.
- Two Horns.
- Wait. You know who's in that tank?
- Yeah, I know him.
We go way back.
But what kind of history could he have with Triton?
Keep in contact.
We'll take care of them.
Here. You get inside and protect Iris.
We good?
Here.
Thanks.
- Briareos.
- What is it?
It can wait. We'll talk later.
Later?
You really are an optimist.
Come on.
City tanks are usually pretty agile,
but this one seems slow.
You'd be slow too if you were carrying
Two-Ton-Two-Horns around, right?
Good point.
Yeah, that's them, all right.
Why don't you give them a big fat hello?
He means business.
They disappeared from the screen
but I don't think we got them.
- They jumped out before the grenade hit.
- What? That's impossible.
Briareos doesn't have the power to be that mobile.
- Now what?
- I was thinking...
- ...we blow the living shit out of them.
- Oh, yeah, I like that.
There he is.
He got away, chase him.
Sniper fire, 11 o'clock.
Big deal. It ain't gonna hurt us.
- Now, stay focused on getting Briareos.
- Emergency.
Do you think they'll be okay?
I think they're both very capable.
You're making me waste my ammo, you hunk of junk.
Holy shit!
I'm sick of his cat and mouse game.
Get the fast little honey out of the way now.
Stay here.
If something happens to me, tell them your mission.
They'll help you, I know it.
I know.
But you're gonna survive this.
Of course I am. I hear I'm an optimist.
Come on.
This way.
You little motherf'.
He fell. Get him.
The rest of you, get back here.
Careful. His sensors
aren't just for decoration.
Briareos.
I have a deal for you.
If you hand over the girl,
I'll forgive you for running off.
Quite an offer, but I'll have to pass.
Okay, but then I'll just turn you
into scrap and take the girl anyway.
And if you're scrap, you know what happens to Deunan.
So you got to ask yourself:
Is this girl you just met really worth it?
Yes.
So annoying.
- Olson.
- Who the hell was that?
Wait. Is that the girl?
Iris.
Bri was right.
You're not as innocent as you look.
Hey.
All right. Let's get you out of this mess.
- You did good, Iris.
- Thanks, you too.
Where's Olson?
I'm okay.
We make a good team.
I'm glad you think so.
We need to get out of here.
Let's move.
We'll go get the car.
You still trust them?
She really saved our asses.
She should have. She's the one
who got our asses into this.
Still, better than doing jobs for Two Horns.
Just about anything is better than.
Iris.
- No.
- Iris!
No. No!
Deunan. Deunan.
Deunan!
- What about them?
- Send them a gift.
Run, now.
No!
There goes your last hope.
You Okay?
Yeah.
My ear is ringing...
...but I think so.
Where are they?
They couldn't have gotten far.
Bri, they have a chopper.
I can still trace Olson's radio signal.
It's getting weaker, though.
Deunan.
- We're gonna get her back.
- Okay.
You've been very hard to find.
All this effort for this?
You know what they say:
good things, small packages.
And this little package is our key.
Where is it?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I think you do.
You really think she'll tell you?
Maybe not.
But I bet you will.
Where is the weapon?
That wonderful toy that you want to destroy.
Right. Like he'd tell you.
Give it up, Talos.
It's over.
Always the same.
Making simple things...
...so very complicated.
You can't.
I can.
You used to know me better than that.
Take her west.
Wait. You have what you want.
Please, don't kill him.
People never get what they want.
You'll find that out soon enough.
That city is an idea that will never work.
Just like her cries.
You're wrong, Talos.
Perhaps I am wrong.
- No! No!
- Does it matter?
No!
Olson!
No!
- You okay?
- Of course I'm okay.
- Where's the girl?
- Talos took her.
What the hell is going on?
Get Matthews on the line.
- Should I call for pickup?
- No.
We're going after those suckers.
After Briareos and Deunan?
No. Talos.
He's been nothing but trouble for me
since he came to my city.
Now he humiliates me like that?
- We're kind of outgunned.
- You shut up and you man up!
It's on now.
The signal's getting stronger.
We're close.
There's nothing around here.
Olson.
No.
- They killed him.
- He's a cyborg.
He's still dead.
Olson was a soldier.
He knew the risks.
I know, but...
You think he'd want it to end this way?
We finish what he started.
I don't think I can.
- What?
- It's too much.
The death.
They could have taken her anywhere.
It's pointless.
I was wrong.
What?
I think I was wrong.
You weren't wrong. You're not wrong.
I was.
I was living moment to moment.
Not doing anything but surviving.
That's all we could do.
It's not.
Olson died for something he believed in.
It's time for us to change, Deunan.
What do you mean?
We need to make a choice.
So we keep looking.
And maybe we don't find Iris.
Maybe we'll be killed in the effort.
But we have to try.
Okay.
We try.
His hand.
Bri, look.
What's on it?
Whatever it is, it was so important
he was willing to die for it.
- Can you read it?
- It's the mission.
There's some kind of bunker.
Near here.
- What?
- You remember how they believed...
- ...their mission was so important?
- Yeah.
They undersold it.
This isn't gonna be easy.
It never is.
After you.
I'll die before I tell you anything.
I can arrange that.
There's nothing here.
So it seems.
How did you know?
- Nyx.
- Yes, sir.
You four, stay here.
The rest, follow me.
It's perfect.
Olson told me he and Talos worked together.
Must've been when he found out about it.
Probably.
We need to make sure he never actually finds it.
- I think we can do it if we hit first.
- How many are we looking at?
I could only confirm 14.
That's 15 with the pilot.
- I was hoping for a challenge.
- We have to be careful, Bri.
- They still have Iris. She could get hurt.
- She's not the one who's gonna get hurt.
It looks incomplete.
It's a prototype, you see?
Will it Work?
Of course it will. If not, why would they
send her all this way to destroy it?
How did you know about it?
It speaks.
The information about this weapon
Is a top secret, even in Olympus.
- No.
- Didn't Olson tell you about me?
He and I were sent from Olympus to do postwar cleanup.
But to try and disarm the world?
So futile and what a terribly misguided notion.
So I decided to activate this.
A weapon.
One that could realize my vision of a new world order.
- And you
- I will never do anything to help you.
My only mission is to destroy that monster.
I've had enough of your Olympus nonsense.
What you fail to understand is that people love war.
They make stories about it.
They create larger-than-life heroes
because of it.
It's human nature to romanticize war.
If we didn't, life would be so
desperately boring, don't you think?
You and I are about to make
this world very, very exciting.
Hang on.
Deunan?
So resilient.
Show them they're not.
Use the machines.
Iris.
Over there.
Talos have her?
They're bringing out the birds.
We're gonna lose her. Damn it.
Friend or foe?
Hard to say. It's Two Horns.
Two Horns?
This how you treat someone who just saved your ass?
- When you're the one who's doing it.
- Jeez.
Try to do something nice for someone.
So ungrateful.
What's your game?
All right, you recycled smart car.
I'll tell you what I want.
I want the same thing you want.
Three eyes and you still can't see she doesn't like you.
A funny boy.
Seriously, don't quit your day job.
- Can I kill him now?
- Be my guest.
Matthews?
And friend.
- How's the power supply?
- I deserve that.
But Two Horns can be very persuasive.
Yeah. Point taken.
- Consider it a peace offering.
- Well, if it isn't, I'm using it on you.
All I had to do was retract the turbo drive
from the subsection of the main lift.
Yeah.
Then that K-12 that Briareos
gave me really came in handy.
- Ready?
- Let's quit talking about it.
Iris.
The verification system is called "Iris."
Come here.
Go.
There's nothing we can do from here.
They have control. From inside.
Briareos!
Go! I've got this.
Look.
Yes. Open your eyes,
and see your future.
ALBS Arachnoid Class Land Battleship.
Serial number, 000.
System initiating.
Incredible.
It's sad you don't understand
the reason why you were made.
Engine ignition begun.
All personnel should evacuate main chamber.
Engine ignition begun.
You created a city and named it Olympus...
...believing that would
make you all gods.
Iris.
Deunan.
Why can't I get this under my control?
Hull breach verified.
Self-defense system protocol initiated.
- No.
- Hu/I breach verified.
It's too late, Talos.
Nothing can stop it now.
Hull breach verified.
I'm on top.
I think I like you.
You're too late.
She's already dead.
No. But you are.
Holy shit.
That thing is a monster.
No wonder Talos wanted it.
What happened?
Where's Talos, and the girl?
Inside that weapon.
But how are we gonna get up to it?
What do you mean "we"?
You haven't told me your plan.
No time.
You're gonna have to trust me.
Trust me.
- So far your plan's really working.
- Hold tight, sweetie-pie.
Briareos.
As I suspected.
The exterior is not complete.
Gotta be a weak spot somewhere.
There. You see that?
- Two Horns, you got that?
- Yeah, I can see it now.
She's a little tight, but I'll make it fit.
Fire all missiles.
- Are you on?
- Kind of.
- Where's Two Horns?
- I don't know.
I couldn't get close enough, but you're in my range.
I'll back you up from here.
Directly behind the main cannon.
Can you see it?
There's an exterior shield.
It's not finished. That's your in.
Yes. If you can take out those defensive
gun turrets, you've got a clear path.
You can do it.
- Thanks for dropping in.
- Two Horns?
Can you throw me into that hole?
You think I'm heavy?
That's another debt you owe me!
Leave it alone.
I thought you only wanted
to control the weapon, not use it.
I've changed my mind.
There are people up there.
People you claim you want to help.
And I can help!
Once they understand the power I wield.
It'll never work.
I shot the last person that said that.
Then I threw him out of a plane.
Do you think he is still alive'?
Do you?
Deunan.
- I thought you were dead.
- That makes two of us.
And Briareos?
Oh, come on. What do you think?
Good.
I didn't want to cause you two any more trouble.
Trouble? You and Olson...
You gave us purpose.
Any way to stop this thing?
I'm trying.
I'm the one that made it come alive.
No, you didn't. Talos did.
This Fortress won't stop until it reaches New York City.
Once it gets there, it will self-destruct.
What?
This weapon is programmed for retribution.
Why?
In case the country fell to its enemy.
- I know a way.
- What?
Can we talk to Briareos?
Got it. Eight minutes on the money.
Generator at point-blank range.
- Take my shot.
- Yeah.
Yes. Remember,
we only have one chance.
One's all I need.
- Where's Deunan?
- She's here.
We finish this.
For Olson.
Fortress right on course.
Almost in position.
You're the last one.
Go out big, baby.
If we take out one more cannon, it should
create a large enough opening for you.
- It worked.
- Yeah.
No, it didn't.
Briareos, can you see the target?
Fifteen more seconds.
Get the hell out of there now.
Deunan.
Iris, I can see the generator.
Get out of there now.
What's happening? Deunan?
Iris, open the door.
We gotta get out, now.
What's going on? Open it, now.
This machine will regenerate its shields
unless I stay and keep them down.
No, get out.
What's the status?
I'm losing my window.
Bri needs a clear shot.
I can give it to him.
We'll find another way. Please.
I am a bioroid.
I was made for this mission.
No. No, please.
Good bye.
We're out.
Well done, Iris.
There's so much I wanted to tell you.
You gave me a reason.
You gave me hope.
So, what's the take?
Not much.
Deunan, she died for something she believed in.
Knowing that doesn't make it any easier.
It never does.
So where you off to now?
To find Olympus.
Olympus?
Turns out you are funny. Who knew?
- You know, we still have a debt to settle.
- You have got to be joking.
Do I look like someone who jokes?
Just my way of saying thanks for getting my city back.
- I thought it was destroyed.
- Nothing I couldn't handle.
Now, drive carefully.
Traffic has been terrible lately.
Oh, and wear your seat belt.
I hear there was a law once.
Think Two Horns has changed?
Do you?
I guess not.
Well, there's always hope.
Hope.
What a concept.
We lost Iris.
I know she was your bioroid.
I'm sorry.
She died in service of Olympus.
It was a noble death.
- And her mission?
- It is complete.
The prototype is destroyed.
And the humans who helped, should we retrieve them?
No, not yet.
They are like appleseeds.
Wherever they go, hope will sprout.
Others who are worthy are sure to follow.
