RoboCop

RoboCop:
Come quietly or there will be... trouble.

Steve Minh:
Oh, f*** you!

Joe Cox:
Sh*t. You mind if I... zip this up?

Dick Jones:
Come in, officer! Usually I don't see people after hours, but in your case I'll make an exception.

RoboCop:
You are under arrest.

Dick Jones:
Oh? What's the charge?

RoboCop:
Aiding and abetting a known felon.

Dick Jones:
Looks like I'm in pretty serious trouble. You better take me in.

RoboCop:
I will.

Dick Jones:
What's the matter, officer? I'll tell you what's the matter. It's a little insurance policy called Directive Four - my little contribution to your psychological profile. It says that any attempt to arrest a senior officer of OCP results in shutdown. What did you think, that you were an ordinary officer? No, you're our product! And we can't have our products turn against us, can we?

Dick Jones:
Ah, still a little fight left. Well maybe you'd like to meet an old friend.

Dick Jones:
I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake.

Bob Morton:
Yes! Now that's how it's done in the big leagues, Johnson. You see an opening, you go for it!

Johnson:
You better watch your back, Bob. Jones is going to come looking for you.

Bob Morton:
Oh, f*** Jones. He fumbled the ball I was there to pick it up.

Johnson:
Too bad about Kinney, huh?

Bob Morton:
Eh, that's life in the big city.

Johnson:
So, when do we start?

Bob Morton:
As soon as some poor schmuck decides to volunteer.

RoboCop:
Dead or alive, you're coming with me!

RoboCop:
Excuse me, I have to go. Somewhere there is a crime happening.

Murphy:
Role models are important.

Lewis:
I just asked him his name.

Morton:
Let me make something clear to you. He doesn't have a name. He has a program. He's product.

RoboCop:
I'm not arresting you anymore.

Dick Jones:
I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake.

Clarence:
B*tches leave!

RoboCop:
They'll fix you. They fix everything.

Prisoner:
I'm what you call a repeat offender. I repeat, I will offend again!

Bixby Snyder:
I'd buy that for a dollar!

Emil:
I remember you! We killed you!

Clarence:
See, I got this problem. Cops don't like me. So I don't like cops.

RoboCop:
Stay out of trouble.

Joe Cox:
Sh*t! I'm out of bullets.

Lt Hedgecock:
What kind of car do you want?

Miller:
Something with reclining leather seats, that goes really fast, and gets really shitty gas mileage!

Lt Hedgecock:
How about a 6000 SUX?

Miller:
Yeah!

The Old Man:
Nice shooting, son. What's your name?

RoboCop:
Murphy.

Officer Lewis:
Sorry, Sarge, I f***ed up.

Sgt. Reed:
Forget it, kid. This guy's a serious a**hole.

RoboCop:
Your move, creep.

Sgt. Reed:
You're client's a scumbag, you're a scumbag, and scumbags see the judge on Monday morning. Now get out of my office, and take laughing boy with you!

Rape Victim:
Oh God, I was so scared! Thank you!

RoboCop:
Madame, you have suffered an emotional shock. I will notify a rape crisis center.

Bob Morton:
What are your Prime Directives?

RoboCop:
Serve the public trust, protect the innocent, uphold the law.

Officer Lewis:
Murphy, it's you!

ED-209:
Please put down your weapon. You have 20 seconds to comply.

Dick Jones:
I think you'd better do as he says, Mr. Kinney.

RoboCop:
Thank you for your cooperation. Good night.

RoboCop:
Book him!

Sgt. Reed:
What's the charge?

RoboCop:
He's a cop killer.

Miller:
Something with reclining leather seats, that goes really fast and gets really shitty gas mileage!

The Old Man:
Dick, you're *fired*!

RoboCop:
Thank you.

Emil:
Smoke?

Dougy:
Nah. You know those things'll kill you.

Emil:
Yeah. You wanna live forever?

Clarence:
Do you have access to military weaponry?

Dick Jones:
We practically are the military.

Emil:
I like it!

Clarence:
Well give the man a hand!

Robocop:
Let's talk.

Bob Morton:
You're gonna be one bad motherf***er!

Robocop:
Murphy had a wife and son. What happened to them?

Officer Lewis:
Well, after the funeral she moved away.

Robocop:
Where did they go?

Officer Lewis:
She thought you were dead, Murphy. She started over again.

Robocop:
I can feel them... but I can't remember them.

Dick Jones:
I had a guaranteed military sale with ED209! Renovation program! Spare parts for 25 years! Who cares if it worked or not!

Lt Hedgecock:
Hey, no problem, Miller. Let the Mayor go, we'll even throw in a Blaupunkt.

Clarence:
Can you fly, Bobby?

Dick Jones:
Did you think you think you were an ordinary cop? You're our product. And we can't very well have our products turning against, can we?

Miller:
First, don't f*** with me. I'm a desperate man! And second, I want some fresh coffee. And third, I want a recount! And no matter how it turns out, I want my old job back!

Bob Morton:
What the f*** are you doing? Do you know who I am? If you think you're going to get away with this...

Bob Morton:
Goddammit!

Bob Morton:
Stop! I'll give you anything you want. Please, please don't kill me, alright?

Dick Jones:
Hello, buddy boy. Dick Jones here. I guess you're on your knees right about now. Begging for your life. Pathetic. Don't feel so cocky now, do you, Bob?

Bob Morton:
Whatever he's paying you, I'll double it right now.

Dick Jones:
You know what the real tragedy is, Bob? We could have been friends.

Dick Jones:
But you wouldn't go through other channels.

Dick Jones:
You went over my head.

Dick Jones:
That hurt. But life's go on, all fun and glory, huh Bob? It helps if you think of it as a game. And every game's got a winner, and a loser.

Dick Jones:
I'm cashing you out, Bob.

Dick Jones:
You know what the real tragedy is, Bob? We could have been friends. But you wouldn't go through other channels. You went over my head. That hurt. But life goes on, all fun and glory, huh Bob? It helps if you think of it as a game. And every game's got a winner, and a loser. I'm cashing you out, Bob.

Manson:
Where are you from?

Murphy:
Metro South.

Manson:
Welcome to hell.

Clarence:
I've got the muscle to shove so much of this factory up your stupid wop ass that you'll sh*t snow for a year!

Sal:
Mikey, blow this cocksucker's head off.

Clarence:
Ooh, guns, guns, guns! Tigers are playing

Clarence:
... tonight! I never miss a game.

Slimey Lawyer:
Attempted murder? It's not like he killed someone.

The Old Man:
Dick, I'm very disappointed.

Dick Jones:
I'm sure it's only a glitch. A temporary setback.

The Old Man:
You call this a GLITCH?

The Old Man:
We're scheduled to begin construction in 6 months. Your temporary setback could cost us 50 million dollars in interest payments alone!

Dick Jones:
I remember when I was a young executive for this company. I used to call the Old Man funny names. Iron Butt, Boner... once I even called him a**hole. But there was always respect. I knew where the line was drawn. And you just stepped over it, buddy boy!

Bob Morton:
Somebody wanna call a GODDAMN PARAMEDIC?

Johnson:
Don't mess with Jones, man. He'll make sushi out of you.

Kinney:
Yeah, you better be careful. Jones is a real shark.

Bob Morton:
Who asked you, twerp?

Joe Cox:
Good night, sweet prince.

Dick Jones:
I say good business is where you find it.

Morton:
How does he eat?

Roosevelt:
The digestive system is extremely simple, this processor dispenses a rudimentary paste that sustains his organic systems.

Johnson:
[Roosevelt dispenses the paste into a cup and hands it to Johnson] Tastes like baby food!

Morton:
Knock yourself out…

Clarence Boddiker [dropping the pistol]

- Okay. I give up.

Robocop [coming to him with a gun]

- I'm not arresting you anymore.

Robocop

- I can feel them... But I can't remember them.

Murphy, I'm a mess.

[Jones directs Kinney to threaten ED-209. Kinney points a gun at the robot.]

ED-209:
Please put down your weapon. You have 20 seconds to comply.

Jones:
I think you'd better do what he says, Mr. Kinney.

[Alarmed, Kinney quickly tosses the gun away. ED-209 steps forward and growls menacingly.]

ED-209:
You now have 15 seconds to comply. You are in direct violation of Penal Code 1.13, Section 9.

[Everyone in the room panics; Kinney tries to hide among them, but is pushed back into open range]

ED-209:
You have 5 seconds to comply. 4. 3. 2. 1. I am now authorized to use physical force! [Violently Shoots Kinney repeatedly until one of the technicians pulls the plug, shutting down ED-209]

[After the malfunctioning of ED-209 experience in a board meeting, killing Kinney in the boardroom.]

Bob Morton:
Somebody wanna call a goddamn paramedic?! Let's go, Johnson!

Donald Johnson:
Did you pull the plug on this thing?

[As one of the staff members try to touch kinney]

Donald Johnson:
Don't touch him. [As one of the staff members try to touch Kinney again.] DON'T TOUCH HIM!

Donald Johnson:
[dialing the phone] He didn't hear it?!

The Old Man:
[to Dick Jones] Dick, I'm very disappointed.

Dick Jones:
I'm sure it's only a glitch. A temporary setback.

The Old Man:
You call this a glitch?! We're scheduled to begin construction in 6 months. Your temporary setback could cost us 50 million dollars in interest payments alone!

[Clarence Boddicker and his crew are fleeing an armed robbery]

Clarence Boddicker:
[opening up boxes of charred money] Sh*t! I don't believe it!

Bobby:
What?

Clarence Boddicker:
You! You burnt the f***ing money!

Bobby:
I had to blow the door! What do you want?

Clarence Boddicker:
It's as good as marked, you a**hole! [throws the money in Bobby's face] You stupid, stupid a**hole! [Emil, the driver, pounds the dashboard]

Emil M. Antonowsky:
CLARENCE!

Clarence Boddicker:
What do you want?!

Emil M. Antonowsky:
We've got a cop on our tail! [The gang members pump their shotguns. Leon Nash walks over to the back window, looks out and sees Murphy and Lewis's police car behind them]

Leon Nash:
Move it! Bring it up!

Joe P. Cox:
Move it!

Emil M. Antonowsky:
Hey, hey! This crate ain't going to outrun a cop!

Clarence Boddicker:
Slow down, then!

Emil M. Antonowsky:
What, are you crazy, man?! [Boddicker strikes Emil with his fists]

Clarence Boddicker:
Shut the f*** up and do it! Just do it!

[Cut to Murphy and Lewis in the cruiser]

Alex Murphy:
Central, this is 1-5-4. We are in pursuit of 2-1-1 suspects. Request backup.

Dispatcher:
Roger, 1-5-4. Back up is currently unavailable.

Alex Murphy:
[to Lewis] Give me your piece. [He straps on his helmet and loads his and Lewis's pistols]

Dispatcher:
Backup ETA, 15 minutes.

[Cut to the panel truck]

Clarence Boddicker:
Bobby, get the door! Everybody load up!

Leon C. Nash:
All right, let's go! Come on! [Everybody checks their weapons and aims them at the back doors]

Alex Murphy:
OK!

Anne Lewis:
All right. Go. [Murphy leans his head out the window, and the police car catches up to the panel truck]

Clarence Boddicker:
NOW! [Bobby kicks open the back doors and the gang opens fire, only to notice the police car has vanished]

Leon C. Nash:
What the f***? Where did he go?!

Clarence Boddicker:
Emil!

Emil M. Antonowsky:
[looks out the passenger's window] Here! He's up here! [Murphy and Lewis are driving right next to the truck. Boddicker fires his shotgun out the window, and Murphy fires back]

Gang members:
Jesus!

[The police car falls back behind the panel truck. Murphy continues shooting, until Bobby falls, hit in the legs]

Clarence Boddicker:
Get him! [Nash rushes over to the back door and fires, bullets hitting the roof lights and cracking the windshield]

Bobby:
Ah, sh*t, Clarence! My leg!

Clarence Boddicker:
Leon! Pick him up!

[Murphy, outside, reloads his pistol. Inside, the gang members pull Bobby to his feet]

Clarence Boddicker:
Can you fly, Bobby?

Bobby:
Clarence, no! [The gang members heave Bobby out the doors and he lands on the police car's windshield. Lewis panics, and spins out]

[In the abandoned warehouse, Lewis catches Boddicker gang member Joe Cox urinating.]

Anne Lewis:
Okay. Let's see those hands, nice and easy.

Joe Cox:
Sure. Mind if I… zip this up?

[Lewis takes his eyes of him for a second; Cox punches Lewis off the catwalk]

[Emil reaches for a shotgun after Murphy kills his TV watching friend Dougy]

Alex Murphy:
Go ahead and do it. Dead or alive, you're coming with me. [on radio] Lewis? Lewis? Lewis, I've got a situation here. [to Emil] Okay, tough guy, get up. Get up! Turn around. Spread your legs! That's right. [Murphy hoists Emil to his feet and turns him around]

[Lewis stumbles to her feet as she recovers from being pushed down by Joe Cox]

Alex Murphy:
[on radio] Lewis, where are you? Are you all right? [Murphy is holding his pistol to the back of Emil's head] Put your hands on your head. Lewis? [He takes out his handcuffs, only to hear shotguns being pumped. He looks up and sees Steve Minh and Leon Nash standing at the top of two different staircases]

Leon C. Nash:
Why don't you let us take over from here, Emil? [Emil spins, grabs Murphy's pistol and throws it in a container. Nash and Minh advance down the steps, shotguns trained on Murphy. As they approach, Emil grabs his own shotgun, pumps it, and puts the barrel to Murphy's neck]

Emil M. Antonowsky:
Your ass is mine!

Clarence Boddicker:
No! Not yet, it ain't.

[Boddicker enters the room, holding a shotgun in his hand]

Clarence Boddicker:
Well what have we here? [He unbuckles Murphy's helmet and puts it on Emil] You a good cop, hotshot? [Emil chuckles] Well sure you are! [steps to Murphy's right side] Boy, you must be some kind of a...great cop, coming here all by yourself.

[Boddicker hits Murphy in the legs with the butt of his weapon]

Clarence Boddicker:
Where's your partner? [kicks Murphy] Where's your partner?! [Joe Cox enters]

Joe P. Cox:
Well, guys, the other one was upstairs. She was swe-e-e-e-e-e-t, oom, oom, oom! I took her out! [cackles]

[Boddicker kicks Murphy again and Cox pumps his shotgun]

Clarence Boddicker:
I bet that really pisses you off. [a gang member chuckles] You probably don't think I'm a very nice guy, do ya?

Alex Murphy:
Buddy, I think you're slime. [The gang members laugh loudly]

Clarence Boddicker:
See, I got this problem. Cops don't like me. So I don't like cops. [aims his shotgun across Murphy] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...[shoots off Murphy's right hand] Well, give the man a hand!

[The gang members laugh. Murphy clutches his bleeding right stump with his left hand]

Clarence Boddicker:
He's all yours. [Murphy stands up and attempts to limp away]

Emil M. Antonowsky:
All right, look out! Two in a row! [to Murphy] Hey, pretty boy! Hey, over here! [Murphy turns around and Emil fires his shotgun, Murphy's entire arm comes off. Murphy screams as the gang proceeds to empty their shotguns into him]

Joe P. Cox:
I'm out of ammo.

[Boddicker casually lights a cigarette]

Emil M. Antonowsky:
Hey Clarence, he's still alive. [Murphy screams in agony]

Joe P. Cox:
[in singsong voice] Does it hurt? Does it hurt? [The gang members laugh]

[Boddicker walks over and produces a pistol]

Clarence Boddicker:
OK, fun's over. [shoots Murphy in the face; Murphy drops dead] Okay, let's get out of here.

Joe P. Cox:
Good night, sweet prince! [laughs as he and the gang depart]

[The RoboCop team wheels their equipment into the station as a drunk talks to the desk sergeant.]

Prisoner:
I-I'm what you call a repeat offender. I repeat, I will offend again! I get my orders from a higher source.

Sergeant Warren Reed:
Shut up, a**hole.

[Staring at the not-yet-revealed-to-the-audience RoboCop.]

Bob Morton:
You're going to be a bad motherf***er!

[Bob Morton is washing his hands in an OCP bathroom when Dick Jones shows up behind him]

Dick Jones:
Congratulations, Bob. I remember when I was a young executive at this company. We used to call the old man funny names. "Iron Butt", "Boner", once I even called him... "a**hole". But there was always respect. I always knew where the line was drawn. And you just stepped over it, buddy-boy. You've insulted me. And you've insulted this company with that bastard creation of yours. I had a guaranteed military sale with ED-209. Renovation program. Spare parts for 25 years. Who cares if it worked or not?

Bob Morton:
The old man thought it was pretty important... Dick.

Dick Jones:
You know... he's a sweet old man. And he means well. But he's not gonna live forever. And I'm number two around here. Pretty simple math, huh, Bob? You just... f***ed with the wrong guy!

Bob Morton:
You're out of your f***ing mind!

Dick Jones:
You better pray... that that unholy monster of yours doesn't screw up.

[Repeated line from a TV program.]

Bixby Snyder:
I'd buy that for a dollar!

[RoboCop calmly bashes a violent convenience-store robber, then turns to the proprietors.]

RoboCop:
Thank you for your cooperation. Good night.

[RoboCop stops a rape attempt by firing through the woman's dress into the testicles of one rapist, then turns to the other.]

RoboCop:
Your move, creep.

[Former city councilman Ron Miller is holding the mayor hostage. The negotiator is trying to stall him as RoboCop makes his way up]

Lt. Hedgecock:
[on megaphone] Okay, Miller! Don't hurt the mayor! We'll give you what you want!

Ron Miller:
First, don't f*** with me! I'm a desperate man! And second, I want some fresh coffee. And third, I want a recount! And no matter how it turns out, I want my old job back!

Lt. Hedgecock:
Okay!

Ron Miller:
And I want a bigger office! And I want a new car! And I want the city to pay for it all!

Lt. Hedgecock:
What kind of car, Miller?

Ron Miller:
Something with reclining leather seats, that goes really fast, and gets really shitty gas mileage!

Lt. Hedgecock:
How about the, uh, 6000 SUX?

Ron Miller:
Yeah! OK, sure! What about cruise control? Does it come with cruise control?

Lt. Hedgecock:
Hey, no problem, Miller. You let the mayor go, we'll even throw in a Blaupunkt! [beat]

Ron Miller:
Lieutenant, don't jerk me off! When people jerk me off, I kill them! You wanna see? [Walks over to the mayor] Get up, your honor. Get up! Get up. Your public wants to see you. [He pulls the mayor to the window and puts his submachine gun to his head] Nobody ever takes me seriously! Well, get serious now... and kiss the mayor's ass goodbye!

[RoboCop punches through the wall behind Miller, grabs him and pulls him backwards, his gun firing wildly into the ceiling. RoboCop then spins Miller and punches him out a glass window where he falls to the pavement]

Reporter:
Robo, excuse me, Robo! Any special message for all the kids watching at home?

RoboCop:
Stay out of trouble.

[RoboCop confronts Antonowsky, holding up a gas station.]

RoboCop:
Drop it! Dead or alive, you are coming with me.

Emil Antonowsky:
I know you. You're dead! We killed you! We killed you!

[Clarence enters Bob Morton's house, draws a gun on him and brings him into his living room, where he notices two women are sitting down.]

Clarence Boddiker:
B*tches, leave!

[Boddicker meets with Sal in the latter's drug factory.]

Clarence Boddicker:
I dunno, I dunno, maybe I'm just not making myself clear. I don't want to f*** with you, Sal, but I've got the connections, I've got the sales organization, I got the muscle to shove enough of this factory so far up your stupid wop ass, that you'll sh*t snow for a year!

Sal:
Frankie, blow this cocksucker's head off.

[Sal's men pull weapons on Boddicker and his crew, who draw their own weapons.]

Clarence Boddicker:
Ooh, guns, guns, guns! Come on, Sal! The Tigers are playing... [slaps the table] tonight! I never miss a game.

. . .

[RoboCop bashes his way into the factory.]

RoboCop:
Come quietly or there will be trouble.

Steve Minh:
Aww, f*** you!

[RoboCop enters Dick Jones's office to arrest him.]

Dick Jones:
You know, I usually don't see anybody without an appointment, but in your case, I'll make an exception.

RoboCop:
You are under arrest.

Dick Jones:
Oh? On what charge?

RoboCop:
Aiding and abetting a known felon.

Dick Jones:
Sounds like I'm in a lot of trouble. [holds out hands, as if preparing to be cuffed] You'd better take me in!

RoboCop:
I will.

[But before he can do so, "Directive 4" interferes with RoboCop's attempt to arrest Jones]

Dick Jones:
What's the matter, officer? I'll tell you what's the matter. It's a little insurance policy called "Directive 4", my contribution to your very psychological profile. Any attempt to arrest a senior officer of OCP results in shutdown. What did you think? That you were an ordinary police officer? You're our product. And we can't very well have our products turning against us, can we?

[Writhing, Robocop briefly manages to hold up his gun]

Dick Jones:
Ah. Still a little fight left in you. Maybe you'd like to meet a friend of mine?

[Jones picks up and activates a remote; ED-209 enters the room]

Dick Jones:
I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake.

Clarence Boddicker:
Hey, Dickey-boy, how's the tricks?

Dick Jones:
That thing is still alive.

Clarence Boddicker:
I don't know what you're talking about.

Dick Jones:
The police officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to --

Clarence Boddicker:
Hey, take a look at my face, Dick! He was trying to kill me!

Dick Jones:
He's a cyborg, you idiot! He recorded every word you said. His memories are admissable as evidence. You involved me! You're gonna have to kill it.

Clarence Boddicker:
Well, listen, chief...your company built the f***ing thing! Now I gotta deal with it? I don't have time for this bullshit! [heads for the door]

Dick Jones:
Suit yourself, Clarence. But Delta City begins construction in two months. That means two million workers living in trailers. That means drugs. Gambling. Prostitution. [Boddicker stops, backtracks into the room.] Virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets. One man could control it all, Clarence.

Clarence Boddicker:
Well, I guess we're gonna be friends after all… Richard.

[Jones tosses Boddicker RoboCop's tracker.]

Dick Jones:
Destroy it.

Clarence Boddicker:
Gonna need some major firepower. You got access to military weaponry?

Dick Jones:
We practically are the military.

Clarence Boddicker:
Cobra Assault Cannon! State of the art "bang-bang"!

[Emil takes the launcher from Clarence and blows up a store with it]

Emil M. Antonowsky:
I LIKE IT!

[Boddicker spears RoboCop with a sharp metal pole.]

Clarence Boddicker:
Sayonara, RoboCop!

[RoboCop spears Boddicker's neck with his data spike.]

[Seriously wounded Lewis and RoboCop look at each other across a muddy pit.]

Lewis:
Murphy! I'm a mess!

RoboCop:
They'll fix you. They fix everything.

[Robocop forces the doors open on a high level conference meeting of OCP senior personnel.]

Old Man:
How can we help you, officer?

Robocop:
Dick Jones is wanted for murder.

Dick Jones:
This is absurd! That...thing...is a violent, mechanical psychopath!

Robocop:
My program will not allow me to act against an officer of this company.

Old Man:
These are serious charges. What is your evidence?

[Robocop moves toward the TV monitors, and plays back Dick Jones's statement.]

Dick Jones:
[on recording] I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake; now it's time to erase that mistake.

[Robocop plays the recording repeatedly. Jones pulls a gun on the Old Man.]

Dick Jones:
I want a chopper! Now! We will walk to the roof, very calmly! I will board the chopper with my hostage. Anybody tries to stop me, the old geezer gets it!

[Robocop aims his firearm in the general direction of Dick Jones, but makes no attempt to shoot him.]

The Old Man:
Dick, you're fired!

[Directive 4 disappears from RoboCop's vision.]

RoboCop:
Thank you.

[The Old Man elbows Jones in the stomach and gets away. RoboCop shoots Jones several times, eventually blowing him out a window.]

[Lt. Hedgecock and his team betrays Detroit Police and following Dick Jones' orders to destroy Robocop]

Kaplan:
[shouts] Hey wait a second!

Manson:
[furiously] He's a cop for god's sake!

Ramirez:
Hedgecock you can't do that!

Lt. Hedgecock:
We had orders to destroy it.

Manson:
Ah sh*t!

Kaplan:
[disgusted and walks off with Manson and the others] You're maniacs!

[Robocop escapes into parking level 3 and a police car stops in front of him]

Anne Lewis:
[climbs out of her car to a damaged Robocop] Murphy! Murphy, it's me! Lewis. [Robocop lifts his arm to Lewis and helps him board on her car]

Lt. Hedgecock's man 1:
[notices Anne Lewis and Robocop] Lieutenant! Level 3! He's on Level 3!

Lt. Hedgecock's man 2:
Over here! [Anne Lewis boards her car]

Lt. Hedgecock:
Open fire! [Anne Lewis drives her car as her former comrade and his men open fire]