The junkyard, of course! Food for the metal eater. I wouldn't worry about this, Hogarth....

Kent Mansley:
Your mom's working late tonight, Hogarth, so it's just us guys, and we're gonna have a little chat. Sit down!Kent Mansley:How's that? A little too bright? Good. Forgive me, Hogarth. I wanted you to learn something.Hogarth Hughes:What can I learn from you?Kent Mansley:You can learn this, Hogarth. That I can do anything I want, whenever I want if I feel it's in the people's best interest. The giant metal man. Where is it?Hogarth Hughes:I don't know what you're talking about.Kent Mansley:You don't? Does this ring a bell?Kent Mansley:No? How about this?Kent Mansley:You've been careless, Hogarth.Hogarth Hughes:It doesn't prove anything.Kent Mansley:It's enough to get the army here with one phone call.Hogarth Hughes:Then what's stopping you?Kent Mansley: Where's The giant?Kent Mansley:You can't protect him, Hogarth, anymore than you can... protect your mother.Hogarth Hughes:My mom?Kent Mansley:It's difficult to raise a boy all alone. We can make it more difficult. In fact, We can make it so difficult that it would be irresponsible for us to leave you in her care, and all that that implies. You'll be taken away from her, Hogarth.Hogarth Hughes:You can't do that!Kent Mansley:Oh, we can, and we will.Hogarth Hughes:He's at the junkyard. McCoppin's Scrap off Culver Road.Kent Mansley:The junkyard, of course! Food for the metal eater. I wouldn't worry about this, Hogarth. This isn't really happening. It's only... a bad dream