If you die eating cheeseburgers, what do you think happens to me? I'll have failed. They'll send me back to the warehouse and wipe my memory.
Robot: Your health supersedes my other directives. The truth is, I don’t care if my memory is erased or not.
Frank: But how can you not care about something like that?
Robot: Think about it this way. You know that you’re alive. You think, therefore you are.
Frank: No, that’s philosophy.
Robot: In a similar way, I know that I am not alive. I am a robot.
Frank: I don’t wanna talk about how you don’t exist, it’s making me uncomfortable.
You don't turn him on and off like he's a slave!
What do you need him for? He's my friend.
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