I, Robot2004

Spooner:
Murder's a new trick for a robot. Congratulations. Respond.

Sonny:
What does this action signify? [winks] As you entered, when you looked at the other human. What does it mean? [winks]

Spooner:
It's a sign of trust. It's a human thing. You wouldn't understand.

Sonny:
My father tried to teach me human emotions. They are... difficult.

Spooner:
You mean your designer.

Sonny:
...Yes.

Spooner:
So, why'd you murder him?

Sonny:
I did not murder Dr. Lanning.

Sponner:
Wanna explain why you were hiding at the crime scene?

Sonny:
I was frightened.

Spooner:
Robots don't feel fear. They don't feel anything. They don't get hungry, they don't sleep-

Sonny:
I do. I have even had dreams.

Spooner:
Human beings have dreams. Even dogs have dreams, but not you. You are just a machine; an imitation of life. Can a robot write a symphony? Can a robot turn a... canvas into a beautiful masterpiece?

Sonny:
[with genuine interest] Can you?

Spooner:
[beat, irritated] I think you murdered him because he was teaching you to simulate emotions, and things got out of control.

Sonny:
I did not murder him.

Spooner:
But emotions don't seem like a very useful simulation for a robot.

Sonny:
[getting upset] I did not murder him.

Spooner:
Hell, I don't want my toaster or my vacuum cleaner appearing emotional-

Sonny:
[hitting table with his fists] I DID NOT MURDER HIM! [looks down to see the damage he has inflicted to the interrogation table]

Spooner:
That one's called anger. Ever simulate anger before? [Sonny doesn't respond] Answer me, canner!

Sonny:
[looks up, indignant] My name is Sonny.

Spooner:
So, we're naming you now. Is that why you murdered him? He made you angry?

Sonny:
Dr. Lanning killed himself. I don't know why he wanted to die. I thought he was happy. Maybe it was something I did. Did I do something? He asked me for a favor... Made me promise...

Spooner:
What favor?

Sonny:
Maybe I was wrong... Maybe he was scared...

Spooner:
What are you talking about? Scared of what?

Sonny:
You have to do what someone asks you, don't you, Detective Spooner?

Spooner:
How the hell do you know my name?

Sonny:
Don't you? If you love them?