A.I. Assault (2006)

Actors

• Mike Tristano (miscellaneous crew)
• Jim Wynorski (writer)
• Jim Wynorski (director)
• Torrence Hall (miscellaneous crew)
• Tim Thomerson (actor)
• George Takei (actor)
• Robert Picardo (actor)
• Alexandra Paul (actress)
• Jay Richardson (actor)
• Paul Hertzberg (producer)
• Chuck Cirino (composer)
• Michael Dorn (actor)
• Kimberly A. Ray (producer)
• Bill Mumy (actor)
• Diana Terranova (actress)

Genres

• Action
• Sci-Fi

Taglines:

Programmed To Think. Wired To Destroy.
The Army Wanted Machines Smart Enough To Fight A War. What They Got Was An A.I. Smart Enough To Fight Back.
They built their army... Now they have to find a way to turn them off.

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 40 Hour Week - Alabama
• Riu Riu Chiu - Sixpence None The Richer
• 40 Hour Week - Code
• Rarog - Gods Tower
• Re - Rocko

There are people in this country who work hard every day
Not for fame or fortune do they strive
But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin' just to send it on down the line
Hello Pittsburgh steel mill workers let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who swings the hammer, driving home the nail
Or the one behind the counter, ringing up the sale
Or the one who fights the fires, the one who brings the mail
For everyone who works behind the scenes
You can see them every morning in the factories and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
Hello West Virginia coal miner, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who drives the big rig, up and down the road
Or the one out in the warehouse, bringing in the load
Or the waitress, the mechanic, the policeman on patrol
For everyone who works behind the scenes
With a spirit you can't replace with no machine

Riu, riu, chiu
La guarda ribera
Dios guarde el lobo
De nuestra cordera.
El lobo rabioso la quiso morder,
Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender;
Quisole hazer que no pudiesse pecar,
Ni aun original esta Virgen no tuviera.
Riu, riu, chiu, etc.
Este qu'es nascido es el gran monarca,
Cristo patriarca de carne vestido;
Hanos redimido con se hazer chiquito,
Aunqu'era infinito, finito se hizera.
Riu, riu, chiu, etc.
Muchas profecias lo han profetizado,
Y aun en nuestros dias lo hemos alcancado.
A Dios humanado vemos en el suelo
Y al hombre nel cielo porqu'er le quisiera.
Riu, riu, chiu, etc.
Yo vi mil Garzones que andavan cantando,
Por aqui bolando, haciendo mil sones,
Diziendo a gascones Gloria sea en el cielo,
Y paz en el suelo qu'es Jesus nascieta.
Riu, riu, chiu, etc.
Este viene a dar a los muertos vida
Y viene a reparar de todos la caida;
Es la luz del dia aqueste mocuelo;
Este es el cordero que San Juan dixera.
Riu, riu, chiu, etc.
Pues que ya tenemos lo que desseamos,
Todos juntos vamos presentes llevemos;
Todos le daremos nuestra voluntad,
Pues a se igualar con el hombre viniera.

Do you ever get the feeling that you'll never get ahead
Working for a slave wage and your social life is dead
Does it ever cross your mind, does your life feel incomplete
When you're running like a dog in the 40 hour week
[Chorus:]
And you try so hard to, try so hard, but you can't keep up the pace
When the paycheck comes and the bills are due
You're gonna fall right on your face
And you scream (and you scream) and you shout (and you shout)
But you're stuck and you'll never get out
Take me away anywhere but here
Take me away I need to get away
Do you ever wonder why, why your life has passed you by
You're a slave to the code, working 9 to 5
The 40 hour fight for freedom has put you one foot in the grave
You're no american dream, you're the american slave
(Chorus)
From day in to day out, from one weekend to the next
You put that uniform on for the sake of a paycheck, and you
Pack your lunch, head straight for the routine, just to find yourself
Caught up, in a job that demeans you, to them you're nothing,
But a money making cog, built to fuel the corporate greed
Of the corporate fucking slobs, whose pocket books
Are lined with me and you, just a working class song
About the red, white, black, and blue

I had vision from nowhere
I saw the dragon's flight
I was the crying willow when
White magpie was my bride
Now I am sitting on the throne
Incrusted with the flames
There is no doubt I shall re-born
But flesh will stay the same
The crooked fingers draw the line
Inside my inner space
The ancient spirits touch my mind
Through burnt skin of my face
I see immortals by my side
For aeon now I lust
The mystery will be my sign
My past life is a dust
Now I feel my disappearing pain
All I've felt my past life was in vain
Now I know the fire is the main
I know I know my name
Soul is the fire!
I know my soul is the fire!
I am the alien form of life
For those who lived before
There are no birds in skies of mine
I only dare to soar
No one will reach me at the top
Because the stones melt here
The lightning is to be my sword
The clouds shall be my steels
Now I feel my disappearing pain
All I've felt my past life was in vain
Now I know the fire is the main

[Hook 1:]
That re-, that re-, that re-
To go back, to come back, to return
That re-, that re-, that re Any time you hear the word
That re-, that re-, that re-
You know you going back to some, you know
That re-, that re-, that re-
I'm going back to the old me, yeah
That re-, that re-, that re-
Remember that?
That re-, that re-, that re-
You remember? Hahah
That re-, that re-, that re-
[Verse 1:]
Reinvent myself every time I come out
Reconciliation's I'm on, no nothing bout
Reconsider violatin' me, I'm a crush you
Hey cross the line, you know it gonna be repercussions
I bought a red '69, I got her reconditioned
War busting out my hood, just for recognition
Back to the drawing board, let me reconvene
Better re cook it, no returns nigga once you cop it
Recount that cash, wash my hands soon as they free up
We cop some more, we cope some more, we call the re-up
Been get money all year, I had to recoup
I stay a year ahead of you, I had to re-coupe
[Hook 2:]
That re, that re, that re
Yeah, re-rock nigga
That re, that re, that re
Remix, what you know about that remix
That re, that re, that re
Re cop, Re count
That re, that re, that re
Yeah, I just recoupe
That re, that re, that re
Aha, give million
That re, that re, that re
Oh yeah, by the way, I re-couped too
That re, that re, that re
Got me a new 2 seater
That re, that re, that re
Get your weight up nigga
That re, that re, that re
[Verse 2:]
Relieved I got a little rest, I'm feeling recovered
I changed the guts in my rolls, I got em re-covered
Gotta keep a mean circle when you a square dealer
Let me reiterate, recruited more killers
Dats jus recreation, went to Onyx went dumb
Throw em till they gone, watch them bitches recycle the
ones
Havier on redial, I talk to him hey, every even
whenever I call him
Senior Rocko, what's the reading
I say my friend I've been loyal, I need my price
reduced
I feel I could be more productive with a price
reduction
I've cut my old bitch off but now I'm reengaged
I had to bust at some busters but now I'm re-engaged
[Hook 3:]
That re, that re, that re
Yeah, hear that
That re, that re, that re
We re-engaged nigga, heavenly reinforced
That re, that re, that re
Reloaded, rejuvenated
That re, that re, that re
Yeah, I'm really ready nigga, aha
That re, that re, that re
We up, right back in the rebuck, lego
That re, that re, that re
[Verse 3:]
Stand up, never lay down, I refuse
I smoked up all the gas earlier, but I refueled
Premium, per request, no regular
Real talk, don't even try me bitch, I'm telling ya
'Fore I wait on anyone, I'm a go get it first
I spend my own, then I let the label reimburse
Run circles round these squares, relay
Go dj, keep my shit on replay
Plug to my circus how I stay relevant
I stay sucker free, I roll with my relatives
Point me where that money at, watch how fast I retrieve
Stop blowing up my phone, hit you when I receive it
[Hook 4:]
That re, that re, that re
Hey man you ain't gotta be all on my line like that
home
That re, that re, that re
You know what I mean? Real shit, you know
That re, that re, that re
I told y'all I'm gonna respect y'all when everything
you know ready
That re, that re, that re
You know what I mean, That re, that re, that re
Yeah, wordplay... how I play nigga