Robotic Police Car Character Analysis

“What are you doing out?”

“Walking,” said Leonard Mead. “Walking!”

“Just walking,” he said simply, but his face felt cold.

“Walking, just walking, walking?” “Yes, sir.”

“Walking where? For what?”

“Walking for air. Walking to see.”

“Your address!”

“Where are you taking me?”

The car hesitated, or rather gave a faint whirring click, as if information, somewhere, was dropping card by punch-slotted card under electric eyes. “To the Psychiatric Center for Research on Regressive Tendencies.”

“What are you doing out?”

“Walking,” said Leonard Mead. “Walking!”

“Just walking,” he said simply, but his face felt cold.

“Walking, just walking, walking?” “Yes, sir.”

“Walking where? For what?”

“Walking for air. Walking to see.”

“Your address!”

“Where are you taking me?”

The car hesitated, or rather gave a faint whirring click, as if information, somewhere, was dropping card by punch-slotted card under electric eyes. “To the Psychiatric Center for Research on Regressive Tendencies.”