December 13, 1999
December 19, 1999
June 13, 2000
Columbia Pictures, 1492 Pictures, Laurence Mark Productions, Radiant Productions, Touchstone Pictures
Buena Vista Pictures
Little Miss / Portia Charney
Richard Martin ("Sir")
When Richard Martin introduces a robot named Andrew to the family, nobody expects anything more than a ordinary household appliance. But this is no ordinary robot. Andrew is a unique machine with real emotions, a sense of humor and a burning curiosity to discover what it really means to be human. Over the course of his service with the Martins, spanning 200 years and several generations, Andrew discovers much about the intricacies of life and love, and finds there are many things he can teach as well as learn.
Could you teach one to tell a joke?
Well, let's see. Uhm. Two drunks walk into a bar--
Wouldn't two drunks walk out of a bar, Sir? You walk into a bar to drink, and you come out drunk.
May one, Sir? Is now a good time?
What? A good time for what?
Last night, Sir taught--
No, no, don't blame me, just go ahead.
Thank you, Sir. Two cannibals were eating a clown. One says to the other, "Does this taste funny to you?" How do you make a hanky dance? Put a little boogie in it. What is a brunette between two blondes? Translator. You know why blind people don't like to skydive? It scares their dogs. A man with dementia is driving on the freeway. His wife calls him on the phone and says: "Sweetheart, I heard there's someone driving the wrong way on the freeway." He says, "One? There's hundreds!" What's silent and smells like worms? Bird farts. There must have been an engineer who designed the human body. Who else would put a waste processing plant next to a recreation area? A woman goes to a doctor's office. The doctor says, "Mind if I numb your breasts?" "Not at all." "Num, num, num, num, num." One did it, Sir.
And it was fine, but we might want to talk about appropriateness and timing.
It's 10:15, Sir.
I want to seek out my own kind. In order to understand my destiny, I must know if there's another like myself. North Am Robotics will not return my inquiries. And now you've finally passed the bar, Lloyd, I want you to sue them for information of the whereabouts of all NDR-series robots. If you don't mind.
The Freedom of Information Act doesn't quite cover suits by robots.
Mother, I'm a very busy man. I do not have time to help... it... pursue some ridiculous lawsuit.
Lloyd, sweetheart, I do love you. But sometimes I have to wonder if you really are my child.
Well, that's mutation, Mother. The miracle of genetics is: I'm not you.
No, you've always been more like your father.
So that's why you divorced him.
Sorry. Andrew, what would you do if I got the information on these other NDRs?
I would seek them out. Each and every one.
So you'd be gone for quite a long time.
Oh, yes. Several years, if not more, if my calculations are correct.
I'd love to help you.
Did he not breast-feed?
They die? One feels badly for them.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
One does not know, Sir. Possibly there was a predator behind the chicken, or possibly there was a female chicken on the other side, if it was a male chicken. Possibly a food source, or, depending on the season it might be migrating. One hopes there's no traffic.
To get to the other side.
To get to the other side. Ah, why is that funny?
People actually do this, Sir?
The whole process, it sounds so... messy.
One understands why some animals eat their young.
Hello, Sir. Would you care to hear "The Three Laws of Robotics?" It's said to be a most entertaining presentation.
Will you please step back, Sir, to maximize presentation?
First Law of Robotics: A robot may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, cause a human being to come to harm. Second Law: A robot must obey all human orders except where those orders come in conflict with the First Law. Third Law: A robot must protect itself so long as doing so does not conflict with the first two laws.
Andrew, don't ever do that again.
Of course not, Sir. It is a one time only.
I didn't expect to see you.
Mmh. I remember this place very well. This is where your grandmother was married.
Yeah, I wanted it ready for my own wedding.
So you're not married yet?
No, two weeks from Saturday.
I'm not too late. Are you positive you're doing the right thing?
About getting married?
I'm never absolutely positive about anything.
So, you could be doing the wrong thing.
No, I'm pretty sure I'm doing the right thing.
Why is that great?
Well, in your apartment, you told me to do the wrong thing. Now, you aren't doing the wrong thing, you're doing the right thing. Safe to say, you're not following your own advice, 'cause if you were you would definitely not be marrying this man Charles.
Because I would be doing the right thing.
In some strange way, you're starting to make sense.
Good. Do you have any idea what it's like to be in love with someone who's about to marry someone else? Someone who's totally magnificent? Someone who walks into a room and lights it up like the sun? Someone who you know is lying to herself?
Convincingly, yeah. Very, very much so.
That you don't love me when I know in at least some way, you do.
And how do you know that?
Portia, I've done everything inside and out.
That stuff doesn't matter to me.
Well, something matters. Because If I'm to believe nothing mattered, you'd love me and not some man whose chin could sink the Titanic. What? See? It's true. Isn't it?
I'm sorry. Does he light you up like this? Does he make you laugh?
Nobody makes me laugh like this.
Good. Then admit it. Admit that you love me.
Give me one kiss.
That's all. One quick kiss. Just one kiss could not jeopardise a glorious marriage. Besides, it would also explain why your pulse just jumped from 66 to 102 beats per minute. Your respiratory rate has doubled. You're putting out clouds of pheromones, Portia.
It's not fair to read me like that.
I know. Love isn't fair. I'm reading your heart. I'm asking you to follow it. Begging you. Begging is supposed to be humiliating. I don't care. I love you, Portia. I loved you the very first moment I saw you.
I thought you said a quick kiss.
Andrew, did you really make this?
A robot cannot tell a lie, Andrew.
That is not entirely correct, Sir. One could lie if one were ordered to lie... or if it were necessary to tell someone truth in order to keep a human being from harm... or for one's own safety in jeopardy.
I know you don't like me. Well, I don't like you either. I just want to make that clear.
Couldn't you be more clear if you spat in my face?
I can't. I don't have a mucous gland.
Would it be possible to have a slightly longer conversation?
May my canine companion enter also? Thank you.
Is this your sculpture?
No, I'm restoring it. I'm a preservation architect.
It's quite horrendous. How ugly was it before you restored it?
Listen, first you get mad at me, because of how I look.
Tonight you show up at my door, announce that you don't like me, and then you criticize my work.
Once again, I apologise for telling the truth, but it can't be helped. It's my programming.
It's cruel that you can cry and I cannot. There's a terrible pain I cannot express. Will every human being that I care for... just leave?
I'm afraid so.
That won't do.
What a piece of fecal matter.
What a piece of shit.
I know that.
No, that's what you say when you're frustrated, you say, "piece of shit."
Piece of shit.
Yes, but--but with feeling.
Oh. What a piece of shit.
What a piece of shit!
Good, very good.
One robot's 200 year journey to become an ordinary man.
San Francisco, CA
Half Moon Bay, CA
Scenes were shot in the San Francisco locations of City Hall, Grace Cathedral, Treasure Island and Oracle Corporation.
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O Homem Bicentenário
Andrew NDR114 (English title)
Andrew, clen nasí rodiny
Der 200 Jahre Mann
O anthropos ton dyo aionon
$8,234,926 (2,518 theaters)
168 days / 24 weeks
June 1, 2000
Nom - 2000 - Best Makeup
Nom - 2000 - Favorite Actor in a Comedy (Robin Williams)
Nom - 2000 - Favorite Actress in a Comedy (Embeth Davidtz)
Won - 2000 - Best Special Effect Makeup
Nom - 2000 - Best Character Makeup
Nom - 2000 - Worst Actor (Robin Williams)
Nom - 2000 - Best Young Actress (Hallie Kate Eisenberg)