Since Gaifman 1st used Sharpen Bone as a weapon, Human Guide has used tools to make everyday tasks easier.
But at the midpoint of the 21st century, fans' tools had begun to push him out of the picture.
Push the red button.
The water cooler is that way, but of course you won't be needing that, and the oil cans dispense at each of your figures.
This is Joe, he's the supervisor of production, the most important job of our company.
Perhaps you could give us a short demonstration of your duties.
Of course, well, you see I monitor the lightboard here, and then I follow instructions from the young body to come in.
Push the red button.
Excuse me for a second, please.
Oh, do not touch the blue button.
Okay, maybe we should just continue on our tour now.
Joe, Joe, I'm going to be frank with you. We're going to have to let you go.
You're being replaced with the latest in production supervision, the labor saver 3000.
You've got five minutes to bake in the building, or you will be removed by the secure robot.
Okay, I see how it is.
I can't believe it. I just can't believe it.
It's been three years, you replaced me. For what? Huh? Freaking robot.
I hear you, man.
I was so good at this job, you know?
You think you know somebody?
I'll stab you in the back.
I lost my job too, man.
Hey, what did you do?
Bartender.
Push the red button.
Computer malfunction.
What do you mean the robots have acted out against their orders?
What are you doing?
Man, you hit my arm.
No, no, no, no!
You need to get, like, fired on these.
Yeah, they go up better.
Get the lighter. I don't have a lot. One, two...
Listen, listen, something terrible's happened. You have to come back to work right now.
Freaking robots!
Oh, my God.
Man, you died, that's great.
Fucking robot.
I think I know it, but stop.
You died.
We should split up, gather supplies, and check the survivors.
I'll be in control.
I'm going to kill you.
I'm going to kill you.
I'm going to kill you.
I'm going to kill you.
I'm going to shut this mother down.
Push the red button.
I'm going to kill you.
