Hasta la vista, baby.
We don't have much time.
Let's go.
Come on! We gotta get outta here.
Come on! Get up!
Hand me the shotgun.
Put your weight on me, Mom.
This way. Come on.
Wait! No! it's too hot. Go back this way.
-Go. Run. -No! We gotta stick together.
-John, you've got to go now. -John! -Go! Now!
Get up the steps.
Grab the chain. Grab it.
Call to John.
I know this hurts.
-Call to John now. -Fuck you.
John! Help!
-Mom. -Help me.
-Help me. -Get out of the way, John.
-John! -Shit!
Get down!
Get up. Come on. Holy shit.
I need a vacation.
-Is it dead? -Terminated.
Will this melt in there?
Yes. Throw it in.
And the chip.
-It's over. -No.
There's one more chip.
And it must be destroyed also.
Here. I cannot self-terminate.
You must lower me into the steel.
-No! -I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry.
-No, it'll be okay. Stay with us. It'll be okay. -I have to go away.
-No, don't do it. Please, don't go. -I must go away, John.
-No, don't do it! -It has to end here.
I order you not to go!
I know now why you cry.
But it's something I can never do.
Good-bye.
The unknown future rolls toward us.
I face it for the first time with a sense of hope.
Because if a machine, a Terminator... can learn the value of human life... maybe we can too.