Three billion human lives ended on August 29, 1997.
The survivors of the nuclear fire... called the war "Judgment Day."
They lived only to face a new nightmare... the war against the machines.
The computer which controlled the machines, Skynet... sent two Terminators back through time.
Their mission: to destroy the leader of the human resistance. John Connor, my son.
The first Terminator was programmed to strike at me in the year 1984... before John was born.
It failed.
The second was set to strike at John himself... when he was still a child.
As before, the resistance was able to send a lone warrior... a protector for John.
It was just a question of which one of them would reach him first.
"Match"
I need your clothes, your boots and your motorcycle.
You forgot to say please.
Get him off me!
Pull it out!
Take it.
Can't let you take the man's wheels, son.
Now, get off before I put you down.
That's it, goddamn it.
R—31 David, Sherman Code 6... at the Sixth Street Bridge and Santa Fe on electrical disturbance.
Ten—four, 41 David.
John, get in there and clean up that pigsty of yours.
Your foster parents are kind of dicks, huh?
I swear, I have had it with that goddamn kid.
-He won't even answer me anymore. -Honey, move.
Would you get off your butt and help me?
-Todd! -What?
He hasn't cleaned that room of his in a month.
Oh, it's an emergency. Hang on. I'll get right on it.
Get your ass inside. Do what your mother tells you.
She's not my mother, Todd.