Thank you very much for being with us today.
Attention, please, all passengers.
We will shortly be landing in St. Lowel...
the largest city on Mars.
Today's temperature is a cool 11 degrees Celsius.
The oxygen percentage reading is 7%.
Due to public demonstrations...
there is a slight unrest throughout the city today.
As a precaution...
we recommend using our spaceport shuttle service...
for your safety.
Thank you.
C'mon, Kelly.
You can't act like you do on Earth.
We've got a concert schedule to keep.
I really need some rest.
I don't want to perform for people now.
Why are you acting so selfish now?
I hope my guitar is all right.
We've paid big bucks for a whole block of the cargo room.
They're treating your guitar like a national treasure.
Ladies and gentlemen, we've just landed now.
Please remain seated...
and keep your seat belts fastened...
until we come to a full stop.
Huh? The cargo room?
What's going on? - What's happening?
Western movie?
Hey!
Freeze!
Get your hands up!
I said get your hands up now!
Hey, what's up?
Stay back, Detective Sylibus.
Who are you?
Get back!
You packin' a gun, cowboy?
Oh, shit.
Cowboys up the ass, and nobody's got a gun.
Stop!
I'm falling!
Look, the bastard's getting away!
Don't do it!
Detective Sylibus...
the MPD...
welcomes you...
to your new post.
It's Kelly! She's dead!
Kelly?
How could he do that?
Damn it!
Hey! Wait!
This is insane.
Are you all right?
Her name was Kelly McCanon.
I guess country singers are extinct in the universe now.
And the suspect?
Is that getup you're wearing standard-issue MPD uniform?
Of course not.
What's your name?
Armitage.
What broad shoulders.
I love hunks like you.
What's that for? I was just being nice.
Hey!
Is this somebody's idea of a sick joke?
The country star wasn't even human.
It's a robot!
What's wrong?
What is this?
Airport police. This is their jurisdiction.
Look! They're here!
Get the camera over there! Hurry up!
Are you with MPD?
I'm with Mars Broadcasting!
We've heard a rumor that the murdered Kelly McCanon...
was actually a robot.
Is this true?
There are conflicting reports.
No comment.
Well, I'm reporting from the front...
of the Martian Police Department.
An officer from the scene is here now.
He has not, however, given any official comment...
nor has the Police Department.
Well...
the question is, what do we have here?
Let me report the result from my preliminary examination...
and... well... uh...
the, uh, victim, shall we call her...
is neither human nor cyborg.
I concluded that she was a robot.
Human body tissue can be replaced by organic material...
but the brain cannot.
The victim's brain is absolutely artificial intelligence...
a computer.
Her physical construction was created organically...
but it was done...
using a technology much more advanced...
than the current Second Series models.
Therefore...
this... well...
the victim...
was built illegally, outside of regulations.
Thank you.
Now, Detective Sylibus...
would you describe the crime scene?
Uh... I'm Ross Sylibus from Chicago.
The suspect seemed like he wanted...
to transport the body without anyone noticing...
probably to finish his work somewhere else in private.
But because Officer Armitage had been trailing the suspects...
all hell broke loose.
Armitage, can you fill us in?
Yes.
I just saw that they were armed.
I didn't think they were carrying a dead robot.
So what does that mean?
That McCanon's impostor was riding the shuttle?
Shut up, Eddie.
What did her manager have to say?
Well, sir, he said the woman he sat with...
was the real McCanon.
And nobody saw her come out of the terminal.
The only suspicious passenger he saw was Detective Sylibus.
Where is the real McCanon then?
Maybe she got tired of working.
Mighta found herself a lover-boy.
Zip it, Eddie!
How was she acting inside the shuttle?
Just fine.
She was holding a normal conversation.
If that was a robot...
I doubt if she's ever been a human.
Are you telling us that this robot was really her?
You think that prima donna was a machine from the beginning?
No.
I'm saying you can't distinguish it from a human.
Oh, Armitage...
when you realized that the corpse was a robot...
you were very shocked.
Did you notice something?
Not really.
Wow.
The sky is beautiful.
Twelfth floor.
It smells stale.
Is that all your luggage?
Well, with all the excitement at baggage claim today...
just as well.
Probably stuff I wouldn't need anyway.
There's enough trash from Earth here already.
You have a point.
It's her.
This is a tape sent by the suspect...
in yesterday's St. Lowel spaceport shooting.
What is this?
Is it a memorial program?
The following scenes contain graphic content...
and viewer discretion is advised.
If you have children, please set your monitor to L.
That's the guy.
I'll go ahead and pick up the baggage.
Who are you?
Help me... please.
Please stop.
Why... why me...
My god!
Jessica!
And there it is in all its brutal detail.
To discuss the videotape we just watched...
we have with us in the studio today...
famous Neo-humanist activist...
Julia Blanshin.
What do you think?
Well... what I am going to say may surprise most viewers.
Our goal is to eliminate all robots from our society.
The same goal as the suspect may have had?
But we don't believe the problem can be solved...
with street violence.
Jennifer!
Hey! Hold on! Hey!
Shit!
You pile of shit!
C'mon! C'mon!
You fucker!
Amazing.
They think they can build this kind of stuff anywhere.
You're here pretty early, Sylibus.
She's gone already...
the badge-toting terror in hot pants.
This time, don't kill...
your partner.
Let me tell you something.
When she puts on her visor, then...
watch out.
Here.
Your car is waiting downstairs.
Welcome to Mars.
Oh, it's a Ferrari!
This is too cool!
Is this manual drive?
Nope. It has robot-drive capability...
but I drive it myself.
Actually, I don't trust machines.
Sounds cool.
You know, the Lieutenant just bought a new car.
Before he got rid of the old car...
he realized that he'd never driven it by himself before.
I tried to stop him before he took it out...
'cause it's dangerous, don't you think?
I mean, someone who's never before...
Robots get out!
Get out right now!
Give us back our jobs!
I'm sorry to break you in so soon...
but we may as well get started.
But, Lieutenant, is our section supposed to handle this matter?
What do you mean by that?
The victim was definitely a robot...
but this is not within our jurisdiction...
I mean, robot crimes.
As a rule, you may be right...
but it's the illegal robot's origins...
that we are interested in finding out.
Besides, can't you tell this case is not simply...
a property damage charge?
Yes, sir, but...
Are you going to tell me why you want a transfer to Mars?
N-no, sir.
If you have misguided compassion for robots...
you won't make it here.
Robots get out!
Get out right now!
Isn't it winter?
Did you watch the news?
This is a photo of the corpse.
It's being called a Third Series robot.
Yes, this is an elaborate product.
Certainly not mass produced.
I guess they used specialized parts.
Do you have any robots like this?
This is not the type of robot that Hu-Gite manufactures.
We surpassed the Conception company...
and became the best because of our philosophy.
Are you familiar with it?
Home robotization...
making the robot a part of the family...
by making it more functional.
A humanoid robot simply doesn't work.
There has to be a reason and purpose...
for a robot's existence.
When they've achieved that purpose...
humans and robots will live in harmony.
That's what we believe in.
There are many different brands on Mars, aren't there?
When terraforming on Mars began...
robots were used for environmental testing and labor.
Well, I'm amazed that we've come this far.
In spite of our progress, people are still afraid...
and they still misunderstand the robots.
Our vision may not be understood by consumers yet.
We want our jobs back!
Well, uh...
excuse me.
Why not?
I'm very sorry, but I cannot allow you to see...
He doesn't remember the name Armitage at all?
Asakura said he's never heard of you.
What?
Don't mess with me, you little bitch!
Please stop, or I'll call the security gadget.
I guess it's useless talking to a robot.
Excuse us.
Let me go! I have business here!
Put me... put me down!
Come on!
Put me down right now!
What were you trying to accomplish back in there?
If you park here, your car might get trashed.
So... now what's next?
Immigration seems a likely place.
I already went there...
and I couldn't find our guy on the list.
I doubt we'll find any records of him...
'cause 37% of the population isn't registered here.
What the hell were you trying to find out at Conception company?
That's private.
By the way, I've already checked about the Thirds.
The company set...
the original standards for the Seconds...
but I still pity them...
because Hu-Gite passed 'em up, and it killed their aspirations.
Say, does this car have reclining seats?
What?
Stop flying solo.
We're partners, aren't we?
Hey, Ross.
As your partner, can I make a suggestion?
What?
I'm starving.
All right.
Here. For you, Ross.
What's this?
I thought you were hungry.
Oh, well...
Lively town.
They're getting carried away remodeling their Seconds.
There's no way humans and robots are gonna get along together.
Robots are, after all...
You are no different.
You and that guy are the same.
That guy?
It seems you have something against robots.
I just don't want to hang out with non-humans.
I'm sick and tired of cyborgs and robots...
that just seem to copy us.
You're 'vestigating her identity.
Izzat right, Detective?
Yes. It's my job.
I wonder what Kelly's fans would think...
if they saw the real her.
She was the most human girl I knew...
so sensitive and in touch.
She didn't listen to her manager...
'cause she always did things her way.
How could she be a robot?
Hah! It's too funny.
I don't believe it!
She's a real girl!
I know how you feel...
but did you recall anything unusual about her?
Excuse me.
Please! Tell me she's still alive!
Please find her!
She couldn't possibly be a robot!
No robot could sing with that same passion...
or make a guitar weep like she did!
Armitage!
Kelly's dead.
Get real!
Hey!
Hey, Armitage. Wait up!
Let's get outta here.
Your conduct was hardly professional.
What do you mean?
Do you sympathize with that guy?
That cold-blooded bastard?
Once he learned Kelly was a robot...
he started whining, "That's not the Kelly I knew!"
All of Kelly's talents and all her efforts...
were inside that machine!
Are you...
What is it?
By any chance...
Sylibus.
Listen, I'm receiving a weird mail transmission.
Is Armitage with you?
No, she's not here.
It's coming in now, so I'll transmit it to you.
Log it and show it to Armitage right away.
I told you, it's an officer named Armitage.
We are looking for her right now, ma'am.
Help me, please!
I'm a Third!
What's your name?
Manning...
Jessica Manning.
O.K. Listen, I'm keeping a list...
of all the Thirds from Pluto.
We need protection!
I can't go outside because of the protests.
And the man on TV has just sent me some mail.
I know he's nearby! Hurry up!
Who are you?
TV piracy is a felony, pal.
You could get eight years of hard labor in prison.
Who the hell are you?
D'anclaude.
My name.
Is D'anclaude your name?
There are other things to concern yourself with.
The problem is...
robots are disguising themselves as humans.
Am I wrong?
If I don't kill them...
you would have been fooled by...
sickening things called Thirds.
I've just found another one.
This is Jessica Manning...
Shit!
A snobbish, bourgeois artist.
But she's a robot.
What should we do about her?
What should we do?
Are you one of Manning's relatives?
Jessica!
Save her, please!
All right. Just wait here.
Let me through! Police! Let me through!
It's them!
The list of Thirds!
Yes... and then?
Ah! No, wait!
Is that you, Jessica?
Wait!
Up we go!
If you've come to confess your sins...
it's too late, my son.
There's no room for religion on Mars anymore.
If you like, I'll listen to you.
You say a cyborg killed your partner?
Then you should join me.
The more human a robot looks...
the more excitement I feel killing the damn thing.
Well, shall we start?
I'm just exterminating illegal robots!
Why do you make me the bad guy and chase me?
Shit! Not again!
Please, stop chasing me, man.
There are lots of Thirds I have to destroy.
Hey, what's this leg?
This has gotta be the irony of ironies.
A fake leg?
You wanna replace your body and be a stinking cyborg yourself?
What's that?
Armitage!
A bell to mourn the dead.
Tell your friend, man, there is no God on Mars anymore.
D'anclaude!
Let me tell you why I cannot forgive your crimes...
why I am on the robots' side...
how I can justify the existence of the Thirds.
Let me tell you.
Because of my blood...
because of my destiny...
What?
Because...
I'm also a Third.
What did you just say?
Armitage...
You can't be!
Your name wasn't even on my list!
Let me show you...
the evidence of the Third, the power of the Third!
Here, bitch! You like it hot?
Monster...
Yeah, that's right. I'm a monster.
What are you gonna do?
You gonna destroy me or what?
They blame us for recession and social problems.
If humans don't want us, why did they make us?
Stop! Don't kill him!
Just cuff him, Armitage.
You are a police officer first.
Robots aren't the enemies of humans.
The opposite is also true.
Am I wrong?
No! Don't look at me!
Look at my body.
I'm not a human.
Even though I'm beaten up like this...
I still can stand... and talk.
And I don't even feel pain!!
Armitage!
Come on, kid. Don't short out on me.
Get up, now. Hey! Hey!
Armitage...
Hey, get up.
Open your eyes.
Ah. Thank God.
Thank God?
For what?
What the hell are you thankful for?
You don't understand anything at all!
You couldn't possibly imagine how I feel!!
Hey.
Goodbye.
I'm a Third, but I have feelings...
memories, too.
But where are the other Thirds?
Please answer me!
Armitage III, Episode 2, "Flesh & Stone."
Ross, don't follow me.