Detonation Drive

[suspenseful music] Thanks for the clean underwear and shorts. [chuckles] Clean. Right. Those robots hit the fuel depot on 10th 20 minutes ago. Want lobster? Crack it yourself. I ain't a maid. Clearly. Don't worry, kid. Excitement goes away with each bullet. I don't know what came over me. What are you, 12? [laughing] Bradley, the fuel truck is moving. [explosion] There goes my life savings. Money doesn't make the man. It's what's inside that counts. Besides, money doesn't matter anymore. I guess. [metal clanks] Both of you, look. That truck just stopped at our building. So now what? Atlas One in New Mexico. We blast these robots back to the foundry. Wait. Oh, this is good, I know something you don't. The Brooklyn Navy Yard. Indoors. Atlas One is outdoors. We sleep here, figure it out in the morning. [door opening] [snoring] [metal clanks] Hey, what's that for? You're really going to puppy dog her? What's wrong with that? My son needs a mama. You're barking up the wrong tree, kid. [suspenseful music] [gunshots] [glass breaks] [gasps] [zip opening] I'll look for his keys. I shoot first, ask questions later. [exhales] I've got to say, I think I'm getting used to this gunfire stuff. Is shooting first really necessary? You did. I was protecting my lady. [gunshot] [vomiting] [glass breaks] Let's go. Bradley's driving. Why New Mexico? The EMP won't eradicate all of them. All I know is we fight these bastards or we die, and I can't die. [suspenseful music] Let's go. You're driving. [glass breaks] [vomits] Give me one second. Sure. I can drive. Here's hoping this guy had a full tank. [door opening] [heart beating] [door closing] [engine starting] I-95 is a graveyard. How far to the bridge? [engine roaring] There's a device. Some wired this cab too. Drive faster, Bradley. And don't stop.