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Lifer
- Dec 27, 2001
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Clarence Boddicker: Hey, dickey boy, how's tricks?
Dick Jones: That *thing* is still alive...
Clarence Boddicker: I don't know what you're talking about.
Dick Jones: The police officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to...
Clarence Boddicker: [gets up close to Jones' face] Hey... Take a look at my face, *Dick*! He was trying to kill me...
Dick Jones: He's a cyborg, you idiot! He recorded every word you said, his memories are admissible as evidence! You *involved* me! You're gonna have to kill it...
Clarence Boddicker: Well listen chief... Your company built the fucking thing! Now I gotta deal with it? I don't have time for this bullshit!
[Clarence starts heading towards the door]
Dick Jones: Suit yourself Clarence... But Delta City begins construction in two months. That's two million workers living trailers, that means drugs, gambling, prostitution...
[Clarence backtracks into Jones' office]
Dick Jones: Virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets... one man could control it all, Clarence.
Clarence Boddicker: Well I guess we're gonna be friends after all, *Richard*.
Dick Jones: [tosses Robocop's tracking device to Clarence] Destroy it...
Clarence Boddicker: Gonna need some major firepower. You got access to military weaponry?
Dick Jones: We practically are the military.
Dick Jones: That *thing* is still alive...
Clarence Boddicker: I don't know what you're talking about.
Dick Jones: The police officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to...
Clarence Boddicker: [gets up close to Jones' face] Hey... Take a look at my face, *Dick*! He was trying to kill me...
Dick Jones: He's a cyborg, you idiot! He recorded every word you said, his memories are admissible as evidence! You *involved* me! You're gonna have to kill it...
Clarence Boddicker: Well listen chief... Your company built the fucking thing! Now I gotta deal with it? I don't have time for this bullshit!
[Clarence starts heading towards the door]
Dick Jones: Suit yourself Clarence... But Delta City begins construction in two months. That's two million workers living trailers, that means drugs, gambling, prostitution...
[Clarence backtracks into Jones' office]
Dick Jones: Virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets... one man could control it all, Clarence.
Clarence Boddicker: Well I guess we're gonna be friends after all, *Richard*.
Dick Jones: [tosses Robocop's tracking device to Clarence] Destroy it...
Clarence Boddicker: Gonna need some major firepower. You got access to military weaponry?
Dick Jones: We practically are the military.
