Tim Blaney credited as playing...
Number 5
- Number 5: Malfunction. Need input.
- Stephanie Speck: Input. That's information! Listen, I am full of it.
- Newton Crosby: OK. Listen closely. There's a priest, a minister, and a rabbi. They're out playing golf. They're deciding how much to give to charity. The priest says "We'll draw a circle on the ground, throw the money in the air, and whatever lands inside the circle, we'll give to charity." The minister says "No, we'll draw a circle on the ground, throw the money in the air, and whatever lands outside of the circle, that's what we'll give to charity." The rabbi says "No no no. We'll throw the money way up in the air, and whatever God wants, he keeps!"
- Number 5: Hmmmm. Oh, I get it! Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee! Nyuk, nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk!
- Stephanie Speck: What's going on? Is he laughing?
- Newton Crosby: Yeah! Yeah! And the joke wasn't even that funny, and I think I screwed up the punchline. Ha ha ha ha!
- Number 5: "Whatever God wants, he keeps!"
- Newton Crosby: Why did you disobey your program?
- Number 5: Program say to kill, to disassemble, to make dead. Number 5 cannot.
- Newton Crosby: Why "cannot"?
- Number 5: Is *wrong*! Newton Crosby, Ph.D not know this?
- Newton Crosby: Of course I know it's wrong to kill, but who told you?
- Number 5: *I* told me.
- [Stephanie is in the bath]
- Number 5: [confused] Stephanie... change color!
- Stephanie Speck: [looks down, embarrassed, reaches for a towel] Uh...
- Number 5: Attractive! Nice software. Mmm.
- Stephanie Speck: Boy, you sure don't talk like a machine.
- Stephanie Speck: You're a robot? I thought you were alive, Number 5. I let you tear my house to shreds and you're a robot! You're a machine from that dumb war lab place. God, I'm so stupid!
- Number 5: Stupid - foolish, gullible, doltish, dumbell, lamebrain...
- Stephanie Speck: Shut up!
- Number 5: Shut up - silence, hush, sit on it, can it...
- Stephanie Speck: [they're heading for the cliff] Oh, no - Jeez! Number Five, we're gonna be killed!
- Number 5: Disassemble?
- Stephanie Speck: Yes, disassemble ALL OVER THE PLACE!
- Number 5: Frankie, you broke the unwritten law. You ratted on your friends. When you do that Frankie, your enemies don't respect you. You got no friends no more. You got nobody, Frankie.
- Number 5: Benjamin Jabituya, delete.
- Benjamin Jabituya: No, wait! Rethink yourself!
- Number 5: Exit. Depart. Leave.
- Benjamin Jabituya: Eat my dust, Newton Crosby. Let us break wind.
- [leaves]
- Number 5: Newton Crosby, no run, no talk, drive.
- [Crosby stalls]
- Number 5: Today, Crosby! Today!