Robot & Frank

Robot:
Hello, Frank. It is a pleasure to meet you.

Frank:
How do you know?

Frank:
I hate hikes. God damned bugs! You've seen one tree - you've seen all.

Robot:
Frank, that cereal is for children. Enjoy this grapefruit.

Frank:
*You're* for children, stupid.

Frank:
I would rather die eating cheeseburgers than live off of steamed cauliflower.

Frank:
The human brain, a lovely piece of hardware.

Frank:
I knew you had an off switch.

Robot:
Warning. Do not molest me.

Frank:
Can't you just erase the bad parts?

Robot:
My memory is a holographic array. If I lost half of it I'd still have every memory, just in half the resolution.

Robot:
After you wipe my memory things can go back to normal and you can continue planning your next job.

Frank:
What did you say?

Robot:
Remember Frank, your next job. You deal in diamonds and jewels, the most value by the ounce. It's not too late, Frank. Don't give up. Lifting that high-end stuff, no one gets hurt. Except those insurance company crooks.

Frank:
F*** this sh*t.

Frank:
Every security system is designed by security companies, not thiefs. It's not the question of if a thief can break in, it's how long. They place all the heavy systems where their customers can see them. They're selling the feel of security.

Frank:
Why are you wearing a space helmet?

Robot:
Frank, we need to leave.

Robot:
Self-destruct sequence initialized.

Jennifer:
[Addressing robots] Are you two enjoying the party?

"Mr. Darcy," robotic 'Assistant Librarian':
[Synthesized speech] I'm functioning normally.

Robot:
As am I.

Frank:
[Addressing robots] Why don't you... mingle, together?

"Mr. Darcy," robotic 'Assistant Librarian':
[Synthesized speech] I have no functions or tasks that require a verbal interaction with the VGC 60 L.

Jennifer:
Mr. Darcy, that is so rude.