The Basilisk is down!
That was one guy. How?
The dick just sold us bad intel!
- So many dead. - Call for back-up!
He's on the move!
He's heading straight for Night City.
Cyberskeleton! Can't allow Saka to recover it!
Well? Where now?
Arasaka!
- HQ? City Center? - That's right!
What the hell for?
We're saving Lucy!
Why is she at Saka HQ?
Faraday. Rat bastard cut a deal with her.
Just gotta rest my eyes a sec.
For real? Jesus!
The meds are starting to wear off faster and faster...
Hey, folks. Militech's multiplying.
Shit! Shake 'em off. David's gotta take five.
- What? Right now? - Yup.
Okay. All right!
If he needs five, I'll buy him five!
Hold them on front, 'kay?
Yes, ma'am! You leave 'em to me!
Way to go, old man!
Yahoo!
Yeah!
Shit, another swarm ahead!
Arasaka this time!
Okie-dokie! Barrel on through!
You know, this swarm looks pretty mad. Better pull off.
Huh? Yo, come on!
Militech's forces are nearly wiped out.
The test subject is already in the city and our recovery team is in position.
But this will be hell for us to cover up.
This is exactly what we deserved for trusting a fixer with our investment.
Based on his current trajectory,
we estimate a 74 percent chance that this is his destination.
Here? But why?
We're not sure.
He should have no knowledge of our direct involvement.
Well, fuck. Contact security.
Ma'am? That would alert the higher-ups.
We stir up a storm and hide in the dust.
Christ, Faraday... so much for perfection.
Imagine that,
Arasaka counter intel extending an invitation
to a lowly fixer like me.
Quite the promotion, wouldn't you say? Unheard off, really.
Yet, even this leap, I consider only a single step in my ascend.
Night City does not reward complacency.
Faraday.
Kiwi. What's the hold up?
David donned the cyberskeleton as planned,
but didn't wipe out Militech. Not completely.
Go on.
Didn't think it possible,
but he's dippin' in and out of cyberpsychosis...
gliding along the edge.
If David comes through without goin' full, he's gunnin' for us next.
I know it.
He's clearly resilient, for a chrome junkie.
But it's nothing Arasaka's recovery team can't clean up, I'm sure.
Maybe. But I'm not about to chance it.
Did my part, so I'm skippin' town.
Zip me my eds, and we're done.
Not quite. I'm en route to deliver the runner girl to Arasaka.
I'll need you as backup. Meet me at the drop point.
You'll get your cut then.
Besides, I'd hoped to see you one last time.
We owe ourselves that much.
How sweet of you.
What am I doing...
Life's short
Walk...
Walk.
Don't walk...
I'm at the end of the line!
Wakey-wakey, David!
These immuno-blockers are military-issued.
Nine times your customary dosage.
They should keep you on the right side of crazy.
But they only delay the effects, not erase 'em.
By the time you hit the last vial, understand these.
Whatever's still left of you, they will...
will slingshot the other way...
and fly straight over the edge.
Goddamnit. They just keep comin'!
Huh?
That's the shit!
Huh?
You have to work hard and rise through the ranks.
My son at Arasaka Tower top floor! I can just see it.
You've got this, D. You're the smartest person I know.
You're right, Mom.
I know I can, I'll do my best.
You got my word. Arasaka, all the way to the top.
All right, David.
Let's go. To the top, then.
I got these special meds from Doc.
If I start losing it, I need you to shoot me up
so I can keep it together.
David's meds. I don't think they're gonna work anymore.
Yeah? So what's the plan?
Nothing's changed. We knock on Saka's door.
With David in that kind of shape?
Gotta get him to Lucy.
Lucy?
She's the only one who can maybe bring him back.
There's no one else!
I'm not doing any more work for you.
Is that so?
Such a shame.
My contract stipulates that
I get rid of anyone who knows about the cyberskeleton.
No special exceptions. Even you.
Go! After her!
Comin' up on the Tower! The hell do we do now?
Don't ask me, I don't fucking know!
David! Do the gravity thing!
Woo-hoo!
Da-da-da-die, you corpo sickhead!
Bastards!
- Cut us a goddamn break! - Come on!
- Did we lose 'em? - Most, I think!
No! MaxTac!
Three AVs?
Shit! They already tagged him as a psycho?
We're in a tight spot. We're only fucked if David doesn't get his shit together!
Ugh, you don't say!
MaxTac has been dispatched.
He said the authorities are treating this as a cyberpsycho incident.
What a mess.
This has escalated far beyond our field test.
That damn boy.
We need to stop him before he makes matters even worse.
I'm afraid that's impossible at this stage.
He has to burn out on his own. No one can stop him now.
I can think of one individual who can.
Who might that be?
Adam Smasher.
You're serious?
Utterly. Extreme situations require extreme solutions.
But still... The time it would take him to...
Not a problem.
He's here already.
Pending our field test, the cyberskeleton was originally designated for him.
So if he can't use his new toy, how fitting for him to destroy it?
Time to get gone.
Just drop put, why don't ya?
What, are you afraid of getting caught?
Coz I know I sure is shit ain't.
MaxTac freaks, come and get us! Just fucking try!
What the hell? Hey! Shit!
No way! You're just gonna leave us here?
Momma! Mom!
That a man or a merc?
Just keep shooting!
Wait! Araska is handling the rest.
Code AS. Pull it out.
What?
Becca... How many vials have we got left?
Down to one last one.
Guess my clock's finally running out...
- Falco. - Kiwi?
Huh? That two-timing bitch! I'll fucking kill her!
Huh? What am I looking at here?
Falco, listen.
Faraday, he, well... My time's ticking down.
Got you too, did he?
Yup.
I did tag his AV, though. Sending you coords.
Follow 'em, you'll find the bastard.
Really expect us to trust you?
I know, I know.
Oh, Kiwi, look at you.
It just hasn't been your day.
And Lucy? She with Faraday right now?
Mhh, you want that corphugger dead, blood for blood.
Nah, it's not like that...
Taught Lucy never to trust a soul in this city.
Everyone turns on you, some point or other...
Just figure Faraday's long overdue to an important lesson.
Go get 'er for me.
Kiwi is a flatline, bossman.
Nasty business...
Hey!
That can't be David!
Don't stop 'til we reach the loading dock!
Faraday will be arriving shortly to deliver the netrunner.
As I thought. Martinez is after our fixer, not us.
I'll order the pilot to turn around.
No,
keep them on course for the dock. You'll meet them there.
I will meet them there
You must have realized by now
that someone would have to take the fall for this colossal clusterfuck,
and surely you knew it wouldn't be me.
Still confused?
Make sure that mangy fixer never makes it past the loading dock.
Not a single step.
You're up against the cyberskeleton.
Expect you'll have some fun, aye, Smasher?
It's a child's toy
reliant on antigrav training wheels.
Not even worth my time.
Kill him, you fools!
Fire at will!
Where is he?
No one's there!
Look, Mom...
I'm here, very top of Arasaka Tower.
All right. One last vial left. Hey, Doc...
Once you go screaming over the edge, it's all over.
Ain't no fucking coming back.
Doesn't matter if you're special or not.
You were right.
But there's no other way... Not for me.
Faraday, it seems someone didn't follow the plan.
I brought the runner girl, didn't I?
Alive, and worth the full million as agreed.
You were given a leash and chose to stray from it.
Do you what happens to dogs who have a habit of misbehaving?
Is that a threat?
The data you seek is still in my hands.
You will not step one foot inside the facility.
This is non-negotiable.
That would be very unwise of you.
With the information I have at my disposal,
you must surely see you cannot afford to keep me off your payroll.
Leave the girl and remove yourself now.
We'll send your payment as agreed.
But we have no further use for you
if you're unable to provide data on the cyberskeleton.
In this, you have failed your assignment.
Lucy...
David...
You see?
The cyberskeleton returned to you as promised...
Oh no, you don't.
You ain't flatlining just yet.
Adam Smasher, hurry!
Go on, kill the boy!
Who the fuck are you?
You fuckin' merc! Do your job!
My business is with the kid.
That's Adam Smasher?
So this is Adam Smasher in the chrome?
NC boogeyman of legend.
You're packing some pretty heavy artillery for your size, boy.
I'm surprised you could string two words together.
Likewise, choom.
Heard you went no-ganic full-borg,
so I gotta ask. Any brain left in that chrome dome of yours?
You could say I'm special.
Well, so the fuck am I!
That a joke?
Trauma Team!
This is 1-1-0-8-1-2 HQ.
Thank god...
Can you really afford distractions?
David, come on! Can you hear me?
I'm right here. It's me, Lucy!
David, come back to me!
Come back...
Lucy...
Oh, David...
- You installed it. - Yeah.
Course, you did...
And I knew you would die if you did.
I didn't want any of this.
I didn't wanna watch you die...
It's the only way I could protect you from this damn city.
Just too many I couldn't save before.
My mom, Maine, and the others in our crew.
I couldn't let that happen. Not to you, too.
But you never had to save me.
All I ever wanted was for you... was for you to live.
I ain't worth it, Lucy.
Besides you, I got nothing left.
But you still have a dream to stick around for.
I need you to see it through.
That's my dream. Honestly, nothing else ever really mattered.
When are these corpo freaks every gonna give it a goddamn rest?
NCPD's joined in on the fun. Settle and get comfy.
I'm starting to run low on lead...
Hey, we made it,
You sure take your sweet time, gonk brain.
Shut the fuck up!
- Falco. - Yeah?
I need a favor.
Now, imma rest it all.
- Glad you're back safe. - Huh?
For David's sake, I mean.
We're having a moment here...
Goddamn!
Rebecca!
Son of a...
You have a Sandevistan?
A rudimentary implant.
I'm the one you're after, ain't I?
All the same meat to me.
I'll slaughter each and every one of you.
Not unless I zero your ass first!
Out of suppressants?
Right on schedule.
No, you don't!
How did you?
Falco... David's still back there... please.
Turn around!
None leave the slaughterhouse! Not alive!
Get distracted much?
You...
Who are you...
to challenge me?
You can't even stand without your antigrav crutches.
You think you're special coz you're strappy?
Don't make me laugh!
- Falco! Turn back! - No can do.
It was David's final request.
If I turn around now...
he dies for nothing.
We already have our reward money.
David wants us to split it, you and me.
He also told me to tell you...
Sorry, we can't go to the moon together.
I had some fun, after all.
You know, you could prove an interesting construct.
Whatever, choom. Like I give a shit.
Oh, well.
Thank you for joining us on today's tour...
Experience lunar gravity
in a way no brain deads can simulate...
Whoa! Check this!
I could feel the sun!