Armitage III: Poly Matrix (アミテージ・ザ・サード POLY-MATRIX)

Attention, ladies and gentlemen.

We are now on final approach to our destination port of Saint Lowel,

the largest city on Mars.

We hope you had a pleasant flight.

Today's temperature is a cool 11 degrees Celsius.

The oxygen percentage reading is seven percent.

Reports have come in of slight unrest throughout the city...

due to public demonstrations.

We hope you have an enjoyable time during your stay on Mars.

Thank you.

No ! Jennifer !

Please remain seated and keep your seat belts fastened...

until we've come to a full stop.

We wish to thank our passengers for their patronage.

We look forward to servicing you in the future. Have a nice day.

- Hmm ? -

The cargo area ?

Huh ?

- -

Make sure your units are covering the rooftop and the rear.

All in a day's work, Lieutenant.

And don't try and bill me for that bike.

Hey, watch out.

Hmm ?

Freeze ! Get your hands up !

l said, "Get your hands up !" Now !

- What's up ? - Detective, you'd better stay back.

Handle it.

Get back !

- -

- Tell me you're packin' your gun, Sheriff. -

- How about you ? - Oh, uh-uh.

A bunch of cowboys up the ass, and not one of them's got a gun.

Stop now !

Let me down ! Let me down !

- Look ! That bastard's getting away ! - What the hell ?

- No ! - Stay out of this, Detective.

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This is the Martian Police Department, Detective Sylibus.

- Did you have a nice trip ? -

No !

- - lt's McCanon !

He killed her !

The country singer ?

Ha-ha !

Damn it !

- Huh ? -

Hey, wait ! What the hell are you doing ? You damn lunatic !

This is insane.

[ People Chattering, Groaning, Coughing ]

Where did you go ? l was so worried about you ?

Her name was Kelly McCanon.

She was a famous country singer. ln fact, the only country singer in the universe.

l guess this means they're extinct.

- And the suspect ? - l dunno.

Tell me, is that crazy getup you're wearing...

a standard issue Martian police uniform ?

'Course not.

- So, what's your name ? - The name's Armitage.

Ooh, what a sexy back.

- l love broad shoulders. - Hey !

What was that for ? l was just being nice !

Listen. What's going on here ?

ls this somebody's idea of a sick joke ? Annie Oakley here isn't even human.

Uh ?

lt's a damn robot.

What's wrong ?

What's going on ?

Spaceport police. This is their jurisdiction.

ln response to the Kelly McCanon incident,

the Martian Police Department has created T.C.S.,

Technological Criminal SWAT, to investigate.

Lieutenant Randolph of the M.P.D. declined further details.

The million-dollar question is:

Just what do we have here, a woman or a robot ?

Sir, results from my preliminary findings...

are, well, uh, very interesting.

l learned that the, uh, victim-- shall we call her--

is not a human nor a cyborg.

After examining the body, l concluded she was entirely a robot.

Her body tissue was of man-made organic origin,

and she functioned through artificial intelligence.

While no one is capable of creating a human brain... yet,

her computer brain was very sophisticated.

And, as l mentioned, her physical construction was created organically,

but it was done using a technology much more advanced than the Second series models.

l believe that the victim was a prototype built outside of regulations.

lt could also, uh,

mean that there are other illegal models like her...

running around under our noses.

Yes, thank you.

And now Detective Sylibus will give his report about the scene.

- l-- l am Ross Sylibus from the Chicago Police Department. -

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Uh, the suspects appeared--

l mean, they seemed like they wanted to transport the body...

without anyone noticing.

Um, probably to finish their work somewhere else in private.

Officer Armitage there had been trailing the suspects...

and then all hell broke loose.

Armitage, can you fill us in ?

Well, l trailed the suspects...

and saw they were equipped.

l didn't think they were carrying a dead robot.

So, what the hell does that mean ?

That it was McCanon's impostor riding the shuttle ?

- Shut up, Eddie ! - Hmm.

What did her manager have to say ?

Well, sir, according to him, he didn't see any difference...

between the woman he sat with and the real country-western singer.

And nobody saw her come out of the arriving terminal.

The only suspicious passenger he saw was Detective Sylibus.

lt seems that the trick for us is to find out where the real McCanon is.

You know, maybe she's feeling her wild oats.

Might've found herself some kind of wild lover.

Christ, Eddie, will you zip it ?

- Just how was she acting inside the shuttle ? - She acted fine.

She was holding a normal conversation.

Nothing seemed unusual about it to me.

Hell, l wouldn't have been able to tell her apart from a human.

Uh-huh. Uh--

Are you telling us that this robot was really McCanon ?

You think that prima donna was a machine from the beginning ?

No. l'm saying you can't distinguish it from a human being.

Oh, hey, yeah, Armitage.

When you realized the corpse was a robot, you seemed shocked, even upset.

Did you think something was wrong ?

Well, did ya ?

No, sir.

l hope you like your new place.

lt's probably not as nice as you're used to, but there's a housing shortage here.

Besides, the rent is reasonable on this end of town.

Gee, a regular Park Avenue.

Hmm.

Whoa !

Twelfth floor.

l'm sure it's better when you get inside.

Hmm.

Ugh, it smells stale.

Hey, is that all your luggage ?

Well, you know, with all the excitement at the baggage claim today--

just as well.

Probably stuff l wouldn't have needed anyway.

There's enough trash from Earth here already.

Well, you do have a point about that.

- - Oh, look at this.

This is a tape sent by the suspect...

of yesterday's Saint Lowel spaceport shooting.

Here where we belong

What is this, some kind of memorial program ?

Where we belong

The following scenes contain graphic content...

and viewer discretion is advised.

lf you have children, please set your monitor to "L."

Hey, that's the guy.

l'll go take care of the baggage, babe.

All right. Hurry back.

Who are you ?

What are you doing ? Leave me alone.

Somebody help me, please.

Oh, no, don't.

How did you know l was a--

- - My God.

[ Groaning, Voice Synthesizer Warbling ]

Jessica.

This has been unedited material from video files...

as sent to us by the murder suspect.

Here to comment on the footage is Ms. Julia Blanchen,

an activist in the movement to drive out robots.

lt's amazing.

They're everywhere you look. You think they could build something else.

- You're here pretty early, Detective. - Hmm ?

She's gone already,

the badge-toting terror in hot pants.

Huh ?

Hey, you want some free advice ?

Try not to get your partner killed this time. And here's one more thing.

When she puts on her visor-- Whoo, watch out.

Oh, and before l forget, here.

She's clean, gassed and waitin' downstairs.

And welcome to your new home.

Robots, get out !

- - Get out right now !

- Give us back our jobs ! - Give us back our jobs !