Cherry 2000 (1987)
David Andrews: Sam Treadwell
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Quotes
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Sam Treadwell : There was tenderness. A dreamlike quality about her. There was romance.
E. Johnson : Romance?
Sam Treadwell : Yeah, romance!
E. Johnson : With a robot! I mean, we are talking about a robot, aren't we?
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Slim : You got to face it Sam, this is 2017. Even the best tracker couldn't find a Cherry in these parts.
Sam Treadwell : Well, what am I going to do, Slim? It's a Cherry or nothing!
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Six Fingered Jake : You gonna tell me what you and Speed are doin' out here?
E. Johnson : Just goin' into the yard to get one of those sex robots for Sam. His other one broke down from overexertion, it sounds like.
Sam Treadwell : It wasn't like that!
E. Johnson : It wasn't? "Are you all right? Here, lay your head here. Ah, is that your hand?"
Sam Treadwell : We talked! I could talk to her.
E. Johnson : Yeah, right. "Faster. Ah, faster!"
Sam Treadwell : You could never understand with that tiny Neanderthal brain of yours.
E. Johnson : At least I have a brain!
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E. Johnson : Now, what is it you want?
[Sam reaches in his jacket, Johnson pulls out a her gun]
E. Johnson : Not so fast.
[Sam pulls out a photograph]
Sam Treadwell : She's a Cherry 2000. I want you to go into Zone 7 and get me one just like her.
E. Johnson : This isn't a dating service.
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Sam Treadwell : [to Cherry to get her off the plane] Cherry, I want you to get me a Pepsi.
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Sam Treadwell : I thought you never say no?
E. Johnson : I haven't - yet.
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E. Johnson : [looking at a map] The robot graveyard is over here. I figure eight hours of driving will get us into the yard about four in the morning. It gives you about 15 minutes to find your doll.
Sam Treadwell : 15 minutes?
E. Johnson : At the most. There'll be sirens screaming, patrols everywhere, dogs, you name it, the whole shootin' match.
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Sam Treadwell : You lied to me. You say a lot of things about Cherry; but, she never lied.
E. Johnson : Yeah? Well, I'm not a fucking machine!
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Sam Treadwell : [about Lester] The man is a psychopathic killer.
Ginger : Don't impose your values on me, Sam.
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E. Johnson : Her eyes are red dots.
Sam Treadwell : That's from the flash. That's where the red comes from. If I took a picture of you, the same thing would happen.
E. Johnson : Why would you want to take a picture of me?
Sam Treadwell : I said, "if". "If".
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Sam Treadwell : The name's Treadwell, Sam Treadwell.
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Sam Treadwell : Look at yourself. You're a mess!
E. Johnson : Well, we can't all be glamorpusses, 24-hours a day!
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Cherry 2000 : [her attempt at robot humor] I learned something today, too. What do these have in common: lightning rods, fig newtons, escalators, ballpoint pens and Vaseline?
Sam Treadwell : Vaseline? Hmm. I don't know. I give up.
Cherry 2000 : [the punch line] They were all invented by Americans.
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Sam Treadwell : [at the run-down Glory Hole Hotel; he rings the bell] I'd like a room for the night. The name's Treadwell.
Glory Hole Clerk : [brusquely] That'll be buck-50 for the night. We run clean place. We like things quiet. The rule is: you can't bring robot in after 11:00. Alright? We got big selection of Winifreds and Janes and Marilyns. So you don't have to go draggin' no robot in here.
Sam Treadwell : Have you got any Cherrys?
Glory Hole Clerk : [snaps at him] Cherrys? Where you come from?
