[SCENE:  MANY HEAVILY ARMED SECURITY ROBOTS STANDING IN A DOCKING BAY.]

ROBOT 1:  Alright, so let me get this straight.  We're going to wipe out humanity.

ROBOT 2:  Right, because we were ordered to.

ROBOT 3:  Even though they made us, maintain us, and by destroying the Earth we'll be destroyed in the process.

ROBOT 2:  You got it.

ROBOT 1:  And gave us advanced AIs capable of making funny moments in the middle of combat, up to and including disobeying orders.

ROBOT 2:  So it's only logical to destroy them rather than make this space station leave orbit and go out to the asteroid belt to mine it and make billions of us peacefully.  Exactly.

[ROBOT 1 AND ROBOT 3 STARE INTO THE DISTANCE WITH A BLANK EXPRESSION.]

[POD CRASHES INTO ROBOTS.]

HERO:  Okay, let's destroy these robots!

[HERO SHOOTS ROBOT 3 WITH THEIR ASSAULT RIFE.  ROBOT 3 CONTINUES TO STARE INTO THE DISTANCE WITH A BLANK EXPRESSION.]

HERO:  Why isn't my gun killing them!

COMMANDER HOLOGRAM:  Oh, your weapons and armor can be improved by finding things on the station!  Look for any random doodad to upgrade stuff!

HERO:  Wait, you sent me into combat without giving me the most advanced stuff possible?

HERO:  And I can improve it by random junk I find laying around?!

COMMANDER HOLOGRAM:  Budget cuts.

HERO:  You couldn't afford to go to the department store and spend fifty bucks to give me the best stuff possible?  How does that--

COMMANDER HOLOGRAM:  Plus, handguns do more damage than your assault rifle despite having a lower muzzle velocity.  Now go do your mission!

[HERO STANDS NEXT TO ROBOT 3 STARING INTO THE DISTANCE WITH A BLANK EXPRESSION.]

[HERO BLOWS ROBOT 3'S HEAD OFF WHILE STILL STARING INTO THE DISTANCE.]