Robot Jox - Sci-Fi 1989 English
[MAN] It is 50 years since the nuclear holocaust
almost destroyed mankind.
War is now outlawed.
And all territorial disputes between the two great alliances
are settled by single combat.
Here at the Confederation playing field in Siberia,
a battle rages between two gigantic fighting machines
piloted by their nation's champions.
The Robot Jox.
Enough! Alexander, you win!
Alexander! I can't move!
I think my back's broken.
[MAN] Judgment!
I would like judgment.
If you please.
The judgment is victory for the Confederation.
Alexander, hold your position.
I yield!
[SCREAMING]
You're next, Achilles!
Bastard. He didn't have to kill him.
[MAN] You surprised?
Should have sent my boy in. He wouldn't let that bum knee stop him.
It wasn't primarily the knee.
They knew how to counter the tar spray.
Clearly a matter of espionage.
It's not parallel development?
No. The spy again.
Spy or no spy, knee or no knee,
you let that bastard kill nine of our guys in a row
when my boy could have nailed him at any time!
Wait a minute! Nobody let anybody do anything!
Achilles is the best! You say he's not the best?
That's why we're saving him! To fight for Alaska!
Alaska? Big deal!
It is big! Oil, timber, and minerals.
The goddamn Eskimos!
The point is, if my boy had been in there today,
nobody would have had to fight Alexander for Alaska.
He'd be dead!
We cannot allow the Confederation
to occupy one square inch of American soil.
Soil is just dirt.
All the rest of the team is dead.
[MAN] Charles Virgil Peck.
Fighting name, Hercules.
Born in Tucson, Arizona...
It was him and me.
- Now it's just me. - He had seven fights, three kills...
[BUZZER BUZZES, ALL SHOUTING]
You okay? You okay?
- Crash and burn. - Crash and burn.
Good work.
You did great.
- What the hell was that? - Just checking your reflexes.
Come on, that's enough! It's over! It's over!
Okay. Get him, Sargon.
Come on! Get to moving, Sargon!
God damn tubie! Workout's over!
It isn't over until one of us is defeated.
In training?
It's a wonder any of them live to make it this far.
Don't let him get to you.
Yeah.
- She's one of them? - Heard they had a woman.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Not too shabby.
They do all right against each other. Never gonna be jox, though.
Well, some of them aren't too hard to look at, though.
Cold fish. Damn tubies.
- Pity, ain't it? - Achilles, Commander Conway,
I would like you to meet Professor Laplace.
Oh, yeah, you're the one that came up with these test-tube babies.
I wish you wouldn't use that term. They're as human as either of you.
No mothers, no fathers.
Human beings, genetically engineered to be the best fighters in history.
The Market would appreciate complete cooperation from you
during their final training.
If you mean feed and diaper them, I'm afraid we don't have time.
Big fight coming up, case you didn't hear.
You have an obligation to see that they have the best training possible.
You'll find they're very quick to learn.
Manufactured people.
The Confederation is developing gen jox, too.
We cannot afford to fall behind.
Here, I'd appreciate it if you could provide us with raw material.
Uh, raw material?
For the gene pool.
You are the Market's most famous jox.
- [LAUGHS] - [IMITATES GLASS CLINKING]
Your DNA will be used to breed a superior stock of warrior.
You ain't using my DNA to make no tubies.
Could we just skip the middleman and, uh, make a direct deposit?
[LAUGHING]
Ooh, boy!
This is where we run the show.
Watch the battle on those screens,
and check hardware status on those readouts.
Doc Matsumoto here does the technical stuff.
I handle the tactics.
I thought the jock ran the show from the cockpit.
The robot, yeah, he controls the robot.
But it's a team effort.
He could, though. He could do it alone.
He'd lose. Any other questions?
Yes, Commander Conway?
Name's Tex, little lady.
My name is Athena.
What's your question?
In your last battle, Vassilyev fight, you were clearly over matched.
Then one perfectly placed laser blast turned the tide in your favour.
I know, I was there. That's ancient history.
The battle files contain no special intelligence
on any vulnerable points in Vassilyev's shielding.
What tactics did you use to find the weak spot in his defences?
Luck. It was a lucky shot, little lady.
Chance is always a factor.
Experience essential, but luck is also important.
Let's check in on the boy.
Now left, make a fist.
We have a differential of 1.35.
- Right's always stronger. - What was it last time?
- 1.28. - 1.28.
[TEX] We need the waldo interface checks, jock buddy.
- Left one first? - Either one.
Just don't make me do them both at once.
[LAUGHS]
Achilles!
I have already killed you right here.
[LAUGHS]
And that's what Alexander had to say to Achilles
in an interview earlier today.
Ajax, do you think Achilles has a chance?
Damn right he's got a chance. He's gonna kill that Confed!
Hey, I don't know. Alexander looks pretty tough.
This is Achilles' last fight.
Hey, whose side are you on here?
A new secret weapon they've been saving just for this fight.
- A new weapon? - [CHEERING AND SHOUTING]
[FEMALE VOICE] Achilles, 4-1 odds. 50 Market shares.
- What'd you go for? - 50 more!
Hey, I want half of that! I want half of that!
Hey! There he is!
[ANNOUNCER] And there he is, Achilles, hero of the Market.
Winner of nine straight fights.
Trying to become the only man, besides the legendary Tex Conway,
to win all ten compulsory fights.
He's fighting today for the territory of Alaska,
rich in mineral wealth, oil, lumber, and other precious natural resources.
Break him in half, Commander.
Little pieces, Wayne.
- Crash and burn. - Crash and burn.
Go get them, Commander.
Right, there might a little lag in this right laser.
They fix the ankle joint okay?
Oh, yeah. You could dance with it.
I'm gonna stomp with it.
- Crash and burn. - Crash and burn.
[MAN] Prepare to close canopy.
[MAN] Check. Canopy engaged. Closing.
Canopy closed.
[MAN] Roger. Prepare for primary union.
We have union.
[TEX] Check. Last one, boy.
You gonna make history today.
What I'm gonna make is trouble for Alexander.
That's it. Keep your mind on the here and now.
Just don't get cautious on me, is what I mean.
That's how you get in trouble. Don't let it get to you.
Nothing's gonna get to me.
[WOMAN] Personal message for Achilles.
Just called to wish you luck.
[ALL] Good luck!
Good luck!
Hey, thanks a lot.
[TEX] What? Was that your brother?
Yeah. Calling to wish me luck.
Wish you'd tell him to stop doing that. Bad luck to say good luck.
Well, hasn't killed me yet.
I guess not.
Ready to walk?
Open her up.
[MAN ON PA] Clear the silo deck.
All personnel, clear the silo deck. All personnel.
Here he comes.
Crash and burn, Achilles.
[ANNOUNCER ON PA] And there he is.
Achilles' robot, the new Matsumoto 14
facing off with the Confederation's Vovalevsky 42.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
Listen to that crowd.
[MAN ON PA] Prepare to clear the gantry.
Clear the gantry.
Ready for waldo check.
[TEX] Fire away.
[DOC] All right. New weapons check.
The wrist saw has been replaced by a fusion arc torch.
[ACHILLES] Check.
Green lasers installed in the shoulder turrets.
Fire with the pickle on the right palm.
Check. Can I go out now, Dad?
Go.
Let's move it.
Come on, let's go.
Just cannon, boy. Best answer him.
[FEMALE VOICE] Minimum burn damage to right forearm plating.
I have a little local heating I guess right at the contact point.
No big deal.
[TEX] Try that new green laser pair.
Okay.
Jesus! Did you see that?
I thought your green laser was a secret weapon.
Hard to keep secrets in this business. Too many damn spies!
Adjust the shield peak frequency.
We lost the advantage, boy. It's clobbering time.
Fine with me.
[ANNOUNCER] Here comes the referee floater.
The referees have shut down the long-range weapons systems.
No more missiles, cannons, or lasers.
Now it's man-to-man.
[ALL] Achilles! Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
Achilles! Achilles! Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
There's the face-off. Who's going to make the first move?
[CHANTING CONTINUING IN BACKGROUND]
Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
Watch for that kick. He's tricky.
[ANNOUNCER] Achilles isn't moving.
Get up! Get up!
This may be it. He could be down for the count.
[WOMAN] Massive trauma indicated. Head injury.
He's unconscious. Could be a concussion.
Alpha waves breaking up.
- Get up, boy. - [ATHENA] Get up!
- Get on your feet. - Get up!
Damn it! Get on your feet! He's coming for you!
[ANNOUNCER] He's fired his fist at Achilles!
It's out of control! It's heading for the bleachers!
[SHOCKED CHATTERING]
[CROWD SCREAMING]
[SOBBING]
[ANNOUNCER] This was the scene only six hours ago
in the too aptly named Death Valley.
There... are no words,
to describe the magnitude of this tragedy, ladies and gentlemen.
The total dead number over 300,
in this, the worst disaster in the history of the games.
And now we return to the hearing in progress,
as both sides present their summations.
The Confederation's new weapon, as used, was clearly in violation of rule seven.
Nothing classified as a long-range weapon
may be employed during the final hand-to-hand combat period.
That certainly characterizes the weapon Alexander launched as he was falling,
which Achilles heroically intercepted,
risking his life to protect the spectators.
The Confederation must forfeit the match
and abandon their claim on the sovereign state of Alaska.
For the benefit of the media and the public,
let me first make two things clear.
One, although it is tragic
that many people lost their lives in this incident,
that tragedy is irrelevant.
Two, the motivation of Achilles in choosing to block the weapon,
is also irrelevant.
We hereby declare the match inconclusive. A draw.
The stewardship of Alaska will remain undetermined for one week.
One week from today, you will meet again in Death Valley,
for a rematch.
Yeah! One week you're mine. I kill you dead.
[LAUGHS]
No. I'm not fighting.
[REPORTERS CHATTERING]
Quiet!
Whoa!
I did my contract.
Ten fights. That's it.
Coward! You've lost your nerve!
- [REPORTERS SHOUTING] - [SHOUTS]
All right! All right! Clear the room!
No more pictures. Get these reporters out of here!
Get out!
[REPORTER] Well, you've all seen it for yourselves.
Commissioner Jameson has just ejected the press from the tribunal room...
- What the hell? - Following Achilles' bombshell decision
not to fight Alexander in a rematch next Saturday.
We can only surmise that Achilles' decision was based
on the death of 300-plus spectators earlier today.
Well, there you have it, fans.
Achilles, one of the greatest robo jox ever to fight in the Tribunal,
has chosen to retire.
Our day has come early.
One week before the first of you is tested in battle.
Interesting he should turn out to be a coward.
- Coward? - He refuses to fight.
This was his last one.
Wouldn't you fight again if you had the chance?
He's not a coward!
Whatever you say, Athena.
[LAUGHTER]
All right, start talking.
Not much to talk about.
We have a great deal to talk about.
Let's start with violation of contract, shall we?
You haven't finished 10 fights.
- Started 10, that's enough. - Uh-uh.
Don't bother to show me out. I know the way.
It isn't over until someone wins.
You sound like one of your damn tubies.
You can't even read your God damn contract.
How do you know?
I can't read, but I'm not dumb! Don't pull that shit on me!
All right, w-wait! Just hold it.
Let's negotiate.
Save it.
I can offer you any reasonable amount.
- Save it, Commis... - No, I'm serious.
How much do you want?
I don't want money.
What I want is out.
[REPORTERS SHOUTING]
No comment. That's it. It's over.
[ELECTRONIC DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
[WOMAN] Crash and burn, baby.
Hey, how about another drink?
He's not good enough for you.
Oh, my...
Oh, you're so much better.
What's that one, H?
No, it's an I, imperial.
What is it, G the next one?
No, no. J. Maybe a julep? Don't you think you've had about...
Give me a julep.
Achilles, the law says I cannot serve anyone who is drunk.
And you gotta admit, you are one drunk guy.
Well, when I'm so drunk you think you can stop me,
you try to stop me.
Your funeral.
Achilles, we're curious. You know when you went back...
Oh, you're that all right. [LAUGHS]
No, I was wondering...
Hey, Hugo, look. New model.
Ooh, very quick. I'm telling you.
You had the advantage.
And then apparently you risked defeat in order to save some spectators.
- I was... - Yet they knew they were taking a risk.
Every one of them signed a release before they went to the bleachers.
Right.
God damn bleacher bums, yeah. You would have just let them die?
Of course I would have let them die.
- You too? - Of course.
Boy, you're a couple of hard cases.
- [MAN] It's Alexander. - [WOMAN] What does he want?
Ah, my friend!
Drinking to forget?
Not your friend.
What an impressive end to your career, over 300 casualties.
Congratulations.
There's gonna be one more, you don't keep that mouth shut.
Ah, yes.
Courage.
Alexander!
Did you hear a squeak? [LAUGHS]
I challenge you!
I do not fight tubies.
You will next week.
It'll be me.
[CHUCKLES] Better hope not.
I will make your death... interesting.
You touched me!
Come on! Come on.
Let's finish it, Alexander. Here and now.
I would not fight you even if you were sober.
I don't fight for fun.
What do you fight for?
Did you fight for.
Saturday, Achilles, or not at all.
Whoo! All right, everyone. Back to dancing.
What are you doing here?
I've been here all night.
Look, I don't want to be a jerk, but
did
I mean, is there something I ought to remember?
I carried you home.
- Undressed me? - Yes.
You don't mind?
Oh, no. Sounds real romantic.
I studied your body.
Do tell.
Two legs... two arms
one
[GROANS] hangover.
Oh. Orange juice. Orange juice.
[THUD]
Why?
Oh, no orange juice! Of course not.
Coffee.
You... you guys don't drink coffee.
Never. It affects...
Oh, don't tell me. It stunts your growth.
No, it affects one's heart.
Thank God something does.
So, you were studying me?
What, they don't teach anatomy in tubie school?
I just wanted to see if you were different.
And you found out boys and girls are different.
I mean, for being a champion.
But there's nothing special about your body.
Thanks.
So what makes you different?
Luck.
That's circular.
Anyone who survives ten fights must have luck.
Oh, I don't know.
They say you make your own luck.
That just means the person with the most confidence is more likely to win.
Maybe, maybe not.
You know those pictures on the wall at the bar?
Now those were some confident sons of bitches.
Maybe what they needed was a little dose of fear.
- Fear? - Yeah. You heard of it?
Yes, but I don't see how that can help. Caution, yes, but not fear.
Yeah.
That's what I used to tell myself before my first one.
I'm not afraid of a God damn thing. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Enjoy it while you can.
I won't be afraid.
Keep telling yourself that, kid.
I was bred not to have fear.
Okay, so you're not human.
I am human, but I was bred for a purpose.
You. You just happened.
Yeah, that's what Daddy used to say.
That's why you quit. You ran out of courage.
You don't know anything about it.
Rather than face Alexander again, you took refuge in a technicality.
Ten fights is ten fights.
Nine fights and one draw.
What do you know about it? Huh? What do you know about it?
It isn't over until somebody wins!
This is over.
I wanted to learn the secret of the great Achilles,
but you just talk about luck and fear.
There's nothing you can teach me, except how to lose.
[ACHILLES] You know, she thinks she's got a shot at fighting Alexander.
All the rest of the team gets hit by a truck, she'd be number one.
You think?
Good on paper, but she's a woman.
No chance.
Yeah. Guess not.
Why'd you do that?
Well, they're the future, whether we like it or not.
If they're the future, I'm glad I'm history.
[MAN] All right, hit the showers!
[MAN] Hey, that wasn't so bad. Yeah, a light workout.
They, uh, do make the locker room, uh...
What's this?
Oh, my team, we all used to wear them.
Thought maybe you could use it.
I know you don't believe in luck,
but it got me through ten fights.
I'm sorry I don't have anything to give to you in return.
It's a present. Just say thanks.
Thanks.
Guess, this is goodbye, jock buddy.
Yeah.
You take care of yourself, you hear?
You too.
Crash and burn.
That's just for jox.
- Kate. - Jim, good to see you!
Don't let the air in.
- It's gotten worse than before? - Oh, they say it's better.
- [BOY] My turn! - Just not used to it.
My turn! Achilles!
Hey, Tommy!
But it's just Uncle Jim again. I'm not fighting anymore.
Ah, can I still call you Achilles?
- Yeah, you can. - Go get your daddy, Tommy.
Dad, Achilles is here.
Look at you.
Oh, we're just doing our part.
And besides, with six kids, you get three bedrooms.
- Jimbo! - Philly!
We thought you bought it last time.
Yeah, well, crash and burn suddenly takes on a new meaning.
Yeah. Well, you're safe now.
Listen, honey, why don't you give Jim a beer?
I'll be with you in a minute.
Yes. Come on, come on.
KATE: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Now what did I tell you kids?
I wanted it quiet in here. I want everyone's indoor voice.
So how's the reading business?
- Ah, well, it's a little slow. - [TELEPHONE RINGS]
Hello?
[MAN] You tell that chicken-shit Achilles that he can take his God damn robot
- and shove it up his ass. - Up yours, too.
We've been getting some calls like that.
About me?
They don't know anything about it.
Putting your life on the line.
Yeah, fans.
We're having real meat tonight.
To celebrate.
[MAN] Part of the test is that I don't give too many instructions.
This is the rattle room. It shakes.
You gotta try and get to the top without breaking your neck.
The first one to make it through the red doorway, wins.
That's it?
That's it.
Soon as you hear the buzzer, you try and make it to the top.
And stay alive.
[BUZZER BUZZES]
[BUZZER BUZZING, BELL RINGING]
[SCREAMS]
[THUD]
[ANNOUNCER] And so, after a gruelling barrage of tests...
Achilles? Uncle Jim. Wake up, wake up.
You told me to wake you if they said who was gonna fight.
It's coming on.
And face the Confed killing machine, Alexander.
A truly historical event.
The first female robo jock, Athena.
She has only a fighting name, fight fans,
having been genetically engineered just to fight in the games.
And so tomorrow will be her big day.
Joining me now in the studio is Professor Laplace,
creator of the Gen Jox program which...
How about that, Uncle Jim? You said she'd never make...
Professor, is Athena more than human?
- You will fight him? - That's right.
And in return?
All I want is there won't be any bleacher bums.
- Clear the area. - Well, that won't be too difficult.
In fact, we already thought about
getting rid of the spectators anyway after...
Why did you decide to come back?
Do we have a deal?
Indeed we do.
- Achilles. - Hey, Doc.
Good to have you back.
Just got the countdown sheet. No new weapons briefing?
I was wondering about that myself.
No new weapons.
The briefing's on tape.
You screen it before the fight tomorrow, in the cockpit.
Hold it!
My boy doesn't get a computer simulation, just goes at it cold?
Exactly.
- That don't make sense. - Security measure.
The ultimate security measure.
No one, not even the engineers that installed the individual units,
know the exact nature of these weapons.
No one but me.
Sounds like too good a secret. What if I don't know how to use 'em?
It's really quite simple.
Yeah, well, a knife is simple. Using it ain't.
You both will just have to trust me.
We've lost more matches to security leaks
than through any superior skills on the part of our opponents.
This time, there'll be no leaks.
I don't know about you. I trust that Jap about as far as I can throw him.
- Yeah? - That green laser, for instance?
Only him and me knew all the specs. I sure as hell didn't tell nobody.
Hey, the doc's weird, but he ain't no spy.
I don't know.
Hey, hey, hey, buddy?
Athena. Hey...
Come on, ten more minutes.
That's it. Work hard! Work hard!
Hey, the boy's back. Drinks on the house!
You wanna start out with A or you just wanna pick it up with T?
[LAUGHTER]
Just a beer. I'm in training.
Achilles!
Yeah.
We know why you came back.
Do tell.
You planned to fight all along.
You pretended to retire so they'd offer you more money!
- Well, you think what you want. - So why did you come back?
Needed the exercise.
- [LAUGHTER] - [ALEXANDER] Achilles!
I never thought that I would say this.
But I'm glad to see you. Very glad.
Wish I could say the same.
You're making my beer curdle.
[LAUGHS]
And you.
You make my drink taste like blood.
Set the windshield and the battle screen
to maximum opacity.
Now turn the yellow knob all the way to the right.
[BEEPING]
Howdy, Doc.
Good evening, Tex. Something I can do for you?
Well, hell, I just don't know why you left me out of that weapons briefing.
If you think there's something out of line
or you think I'm some kind of a security...
Look at this, Tex.
These are the archive's tapes of your last fight.
Ah, Vassilyev. Fighting in a Kobalevsky 7.
All of today's robots evolved from its design.
It was far superior to the Marketeer you were in.
There was no way you could've won.
But I did, caught him with a laser.
[LAUGHS] That was a lucky shot, too.
That kind of luck does not exist.
You took deliberate aim at the only vulnerable spot in that whole shield.
Here, let's look at this a little more closely.
I ran a structural analysis.
You knew when and exactly where to fire.
No. Like I say lucky shot.
You're a Confederation agent.
Like hell.
I won Kampuchea from them!
A small price to pay.
What better spy to have in place than a hero,
the most honoured of your enemy's fighters?
Well, I'll be damned.
You got me.
- It's true then? - That's right, Doc.
You know the truth.
And the truth is gonna set you free.
Wait.
I got all the time in the world.
[DOC] You weren't always a spy.
There was a time when you were like Achilles,
a proud soldier.
Yeah.
We always remain all the people we've been.
The oldest man has a child inside him.
Uh-huh.
Somewhere inside you is the real Tex Conway.
You haven't lost him yet.
That's right, Matsumoto.
Doc, meet the real Tex Conway.
It's late.
I found your spy.
What?
The spy. It was Matsumoto.
Matsumoto?
I told him today I suspected him, and he
came back here, and he shot himself.
I'll be right over. Don't touch anything.
Right.
[BEEP]
Yeah?
It's me, Athena. Did I wake you?
Uh, no. [CHUCKLES]
No, I never could sleep before a fight.
Come on in.
I was foolish at the bar last night.
I shouldn't have yelled at you.
No harm done.
I came to wish you luck.
Oh. Not in so many words. That's bad luck.
No.
I was thinking about the, uh, gift you gave me.
I have a present for you, too.
Please, turn around.
Y-you shot me.
With a sedative.
You'll be all right in a few hours. For now, you'll sleep.
[SCREAMS]
One of us leaves this room and fights Alexander.
- You crazy bitch. - Hah!
Don't make me really hurt you, old man.
Old?
Why the hell you think I came back?
[SHOUTS]
[MAN ON PA] Final ready check complete. Final ready check complete.
Hey. We're up.
Huh? He's an hour early.
Hey, Achilles, a little early, huh?
Getting antsy?
Give him hell, Commander.
Acting kind of funny.
Ought to be, last fight and all. Hell of a lot on his mind.
[TEX] I don't want any snags today.
So let's run that sequence again. Get her right.
Did Achilles say anything to you about suiting up early?
- Not to me. - Ask him what he's doing.
Hey, jock buddy, you in some kind a hurry, huh?
Probably didn't plug in to the lift box.
We'll get him in the cockpit.
- All right, increase the pressure. - Roger.
Hey, that's Achilles.
Go get him, Commander.
Hey, this ain't Achilles.
Good God.
- Get me Achilles' quarters. - Let's get him out of here.
[MAN ON PA] All personnel, clear the area immediately!
Condition red!
All personnel, clear the area immediately!
Condition red!
Shit!
[BEEPS]
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
[FEMALE VOICE] Manual override has been deactivated.
Somebody stop that bitch! Who's on the override?
Please! Please! This does nobody any good.
Please respond.
- Talk some sense into her. - I don't understand.
She's been trained since childhood to follow orders.
Something's gone wrong. Athena, listen to me.
I know you think you're doing the right thing, but this is wrong.
No. Even under the best of conditions,
I would've been a better match for Alexander.
And Achilles is indisposed.
What did you do to my boy?
I put him to sleep.
Please, evacuate the robot.
You're invalidating all of my work.
No.
[MAN] Elevator at level ten.
Level nine.
Level eight.
Well, at least we can keep her inside.
This is the commissioner. Someone's trying to hijack the robot.
Take it back.
[MAN] Take him prisoner?
No. Don't endanger your men. Shoot to kill.
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
That's not gonna work.
[LAUGHING]
- Get back! - Jesus!
Holy shit!
And I'm telling you she can't be stopped!
She's on full internal!
- Athena! The override. - She busted it.
She's out! Switch to external monitors.
[ACHILLES] My God, she's actually gonna do it.
- Not if I can help it. - Get me in there.
Stop the match! We have a problem.
She said she put you to sleep.
Your robot has taken the field. That constitutes a legal challenge.
Achilles is not in command of the robot. Our fighter is not in there.
Identity of the fighters is not our responsibility.
We protest!
Achilles must be allowed to take command of the robot!
Identity of the fighters is not our responsibility.
End of transmission.
Well, if she's gonna fight him, we better make sure she wins.
- Where's Matsumoto? - He's dead.
- What? - Killed himself. He was the spy.
Oh, God. What about the secret weapons?
Don't guess they're secret anymore.
Still, she can use 'em.
Athena! You better listen up.
You got some new weapons.
Punch up the on-board tape file and you might get descriptions of them.
New weapons briefing.
Looks like he recorded from the lab straight into the on-board tape file.
The sole new feature for this fight is a blinder,
an array of magnesium flares many times brighter than the sun.
It will blind your opponent for up to 90 seconds.
The trigger is under the sun image on the left control palm.
Set the windshield and the battle screen to maximum opacity.
Turn the yellow knob all the way to the right.
[TEX] I got all the time in the world.
[DOC] You weren't always a spy.
There was a time when you were like Achilles,
- a proud soldier. - Yeah.
We always remain all the people we've been.
The oldest man has a child inside him.
Guards! Put this man under arrest.
Tex Conway?
That sly Jap son of a bitch.
He had the camera on.
Tex? You didn't...
Sure as hell did! Watch!
You're right, Matsumoto.
[GASPS] Oh, God.
[MAN] He shot Matsumoto!
I'll see you hang for this.
Uh-uh. I'll see you in hell.
- Get him! - [ALL SHOUTING]
Geronimo!
[THUD]
Get back to your God damned posts! Hey, get back to your post, man!
Anybody caught deserting their post will be shot!
Pull yourselves together. We have a job to do.
Achilles, he's airborne.
Yeah. He likes to grandstand. Let him waste fuel.
[LAUGHS]
[ACHILLES] Great shooting!
Hit him with a blinder. Now!
But if Tex is the spy, Alexander will know about the blinder.
He didn't have time to tell him!
[SCREAMS]
[ALL CHEERING]
[BELLOWS]
Use the bolo saw!
Yeah! Yeah, yeah! Great work! Great work!
[MAN] Severe damage to arm.
He's killing her! He's killing her!
Stop the match! Stop it! Oh, please!
He's killing her!
Achilles! It's too late!
Alexander, your opponent is unconscious.
The battle is concluded with tentative judgment for the Confederation.
Hold your position.
The woman?
ALEXANDER ON PA: Why don't I just crush you both?
[LAUGHS]
Alexander, final judgment is for the Confederation!
You must leave the field or be held in contempt of process!
I could, you know,
squash you both like bugs!
No! You're a lot of things, Alexander, but you're not a coward!
I'm gonna get in this thing, and I'm gonna kick your ass!
[LAUGHING]
[GROANS]
[ALARM BLARING]
I'm sorry.
You're sorry, all right.
Come on, hurry up. Over here. Let's go.
Okay, come on.
Alexander, if you don't leave the field this moment,
judgment will be given to the Market by default!
Don't spoil everything, Alexy, stop! Don't be a fool!
We won! Alaska is ours!
What's he doing? [SCREAMS]
Achilles, the Confederation lost when Alexander defied the referees.
The battle's over!
- Not for me. - N...
Yeah. Yeah.
Go on, Achilles. Yeah. Yeah.
[GRUNTS]
Yeah, come to me. Come here.
[FEMALE VOICE] Your right foot has sustained major damage.
Shrapnel has disabled your right engine.
Right engine is functioning...
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right engine is functioning at 10% efficiency.
Right engine is not functioning.
- Come on! - Right engine is not functioning.
Dosvedanya.
[FEMALE VOICE] Re-entry shield disintegrating.
Cockpit temperature... 310 degrees.
Cockpit temperature... 350 degrees.
Cockpit temperature... 400 degrees.
[SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN]
You've lost, Achilles!
[CHUCKLES]
Lost!
Come on.
Okay.
You're a dead man, Achilles!
Dead!
[LAUGHING]
Shit!
Damn.
Ah... what have we here?
Yeah.
[GRUNTS]
Come on, it's over!
No!
Achilles!
Here,
and now.
You can live.
Yes, if I kill you.
We can both live!
We are dead. We are robot jox.
We can live.