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Clips from The Terminator

Video Games 1984 ★ 3.7/10 (34 ratings) 549 clips

Credits

LOS ANGELES 2029 A.D.
IT WOULD BE FOUGHT HERE, IN OUR PRESENT.
TONIGHT...
Hey, my turn.
Hey, what's wrong with this picture?
Nice night for a walk?
Your clothes, give them to me.
- What day is it? The date. - 1 2th May.
Hi. I'm late.
That's mine, but I didn't order fries.
- We're ready to order now. - Yes, ma'am.
This isn't real leather, is it?
The Uzi nine millimetre.
You know your weapons, buddy.
Any one of these is ideal for home defence.
So which will it be?
- You can't do that. - Wrong.
Hi, baby. Yeah, yeah, it's me.
- What? - ..compiled from several witnesses.
Once again, Sarah Connor, 35, mother oftwo,
brutally shot to death this afternoon.
You're dead, honey.
God. Sarah?
I thought you were... Can I talk to Ginger?
Hello?
- What's this? - Dead girl two.
Are you sure there's a point to all of this?
Hi, Sarah. Stan Morsky. Something's come up.
That bum. So what if he has a Porsche?
I'll live.
God. It's disgusting.
That coffee's two hours cold.
Give me a cigarette.
Same shit.
Don't touch it.
- Hey, you got a phone? - It's in the back.
Wait for the beep.
It's her.
- I'll have a car there in a minute. - OK.
Come with me if you wanna live.
He's really moving - punching lights.
Are you injured? Are you shot?
Do exactly what I say. Exactly.
You've been targeted for termination.
A machine? Like a robot?
But these are new. They look human.
Not yet. Not for about forty years.
I don't know tech stuff.
- Just let me go. - Listen and understand.
That Terminator is out there.
I don't know.
Reese, why me?
Why does it want me?
A few years from now,
it's gone, just gone.
Nobody even knew who started it.
New, powerful,
It decided our fate in a microsecond.
Extermination.
Did you see this war?
Starving. Hiding from the H-Ks.
This was burned in by laser scanner.
Some of us were kept alive. To work.
The disposal units ran night and day.
We were that close to going out for ever.
His name was Connor. John Connor.
Drive.
Reese!
No, Reese. No, no, no. They'll kill you.
Drop to your knees.