Eat your heart out, Terminator.
Give me an A-W-K.
Congrats, we made it to the future.
Holograms are a gateway drug, kids.
What he's really doing in the garage at three in the morning.
A lumberjack's best friend.
"The people of Detroit know a little something about robots. They almost lost everything to robots. But they built a robot cop, called Robocop, and now they're fighting again."