The candidates were all fine men, respected police officers. I reviewed their files...

Donald Johnson: The candidates were all fine men, respected police officers. I reviewed their files myself. Dr. Juliette Faxx: Sir, police officers may not be the best candidates for our purposes. They're a physical bunch. They're macho, body-proud. Stripped of all that, it's no wonder they become suicidal. Donald Johnson: Our one success was a cop. Dr. Juliette Faxx: Well, yes, Mr. Johnson. Alex Murphy. Top of his class, devout Irish Catholic, family man. Everything in his profile indicates a fierce sense of duty. That's probably what kept him alive. Donald Johnson: With due respect, Dr. Faxx, your area of expertise is psychology. Not robotics. The Old Man: There's no harm in hearing the young lady out, is there? Donald Johnson: No, sir. Dr. Juliette Faxx: Thank you, sir. I believe that Murphy's case was unusual but not unique. We can find someone else, someone to whom the prospect might even be... desirable. Donald Johnson: I've never met anyone who wanted to be a robot. Dr. Juliette Faxx: It would require a screening process, one I'd would be happy to supervise. The cost would be negligible. It would be a shame to waste all the work that's been done. The Old Man: It certainly would. Go to it. Report to me directly. Dr. Juliette Faxx: Yes, sir. The Old Man: You could learn a thing or two from that girl, Johnson.