The Dead Exchange

The AI is hardwired into its system, but it's accepting overrode commands. Good. Somebody's watching. We don't have the element of surprise. I got a surprise for them right here. Let them watch. The more thrilling it'll be to end them. Hate to piss in your cherries, buddy. Not buddy. Michael. I am warrior to save mankind. Too much? Michael is perfect. The archangel, warrior who protects. He who is like God. Keep religion out of it. Next, it'll want equal rights and a vacation. [door shutting] [machine beeping] Not it. I have a bulging disc. All right, almighty God of the source code, you're babysitting the cube. Who died and made you boss? Jesus. [machine beeping] If it can levitate, it can babysit itself. Leave it behind. Leave it? The longer we wait, the less likely we defeat these things. I say we find an ammunition depot and start dropping bombs. You and what airplane? And where are you getting the fuel? This sucks. You sound like my son. They become sentient, order manual labor, and it's too hot, and call their mother. [explosion] You know what would work? A flux capacitor. You mean a flux compression generator. Didn't you say you knew a place? It's no use if we can't get there to activate it. We don't have to. Reprogram the cube to fly there and do it for us. [explosion] [footsteps running] Need a lift? How? Skeleton key code unlocked your location. I tracked the cookies. I didn't think I'd be this happy to see you. Thanks for stalking us, I guess. [heartbeat] I'm sorry. Blasting through the doors must've got me excited. You got a full tank in the front, too. Whatever we're doing, I'm going commando. We're leaving you here. [laser shooting] [gasping] You're bleeding. I'm throbophredic. I'm claustrophobic. I'm ailolaphobic. Get in, I'm driving. It means my blood clots fast. Shit, I call window. [car door shutting] [car starting] [car revving] [suspenseful music] [gasping] Three seconds. Two, one. [crash] Chicken should've crossed the road. Vera, what did you just do? Is he under the truck? He had nothing left to live for, I guess. His kid offed himself after the charge stuck. Wife left, world went to shit. Do you blame him? I'm not getting my deposit back. Pray for rain. We're headed south. [squishing] I think I'm going to be sick. If you're going to hurl chunks, hurr in this. I snagged these last time I flew to Qualoui Ranch. You're weird. [laughs] Sorry. I like weird. Vera, something just moved in the mirror. [glass shattering] [vomiting] Don't tell me Dax is one of them and is now haunting us. This is some voodoo. Gross. Throw that bag at the zombie, will you? It smells like tuna. Where did you have to? I am begging everyone to stop. [coughing] [machine beeping] [laser shooting] [gasping] Did the little box just save us? It also killed the tuna smell. Don't get comfortable. Something that powerful just introduced itself. How far, theoretically, can we drive this truck? I don't know. I take it back. I don't love you. Women, so fickle. Says the man who hurled three times, yet will bluntly murder a bad guy in cold blood. Fickle, fickle my- Assuming will always get you. It's fine. I got my son. We're good. [laser shooting]