Will we ever get to the stage where robots have conversations about us? I’d hate to come home and find Alexa and the Roomba at the end of a discussion about how they will dispose of my body when the revolution comes. I mean, social faux pas aside, it will meant I have to go at both with a hammer and that will be costly for all three of us. Of course, most likely the Roomba will be telling lies about what I may or may not have done to its dirt bin that one drunken weekend.
John Wagner and Alan Grant act pensive and Ron Smith dials up the action.
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Two robots contemplate life in Mega City One.
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Dredd carries beacons to pinpoint crime scenes.
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So after 20 years, robots get a pleasure circuit as incentive to do well in their servitude? They have rights and aspirations now? However, it seems the robots regard themselves as slaves in this.
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