Set in the near future, an ex-jewel thief receives a gift from his son: a robot butler programmed to look after him. But soon the two companions try their luck as a heist team.

Robot: Warning. Do not molest me.
Robot: Frank, that cereal is for children. Enjoy this grapefruit.
Frank: *You're* for children, stupid.
Robot: Hello, Frank. It is a pleasure to meet you.
Frank: How do you know?
Frank: Fuck this shit.
Frank: Can't you just erase the bad parts?
Robot: My memory is a holographic array. If I lost half of it I'd still have every memory, just in half the resolution.
Frank: Every security system is designed by security companies, not thiefs. It's not the question of if a thief can break in, it's how long. They place all the heavy systems where their customers can see them. They're selling the feel of security.
Frank: I knew you had an off switch.
Frank: I would rather die eating cheeseburgers than live off of steamed cauliflower.
Frank: The human brain, a lovely piece of hardware.
Robot: After you wipe my memory things can go back to normal and you can continue planning your next job.
Frank: What did you say?
Robot: Remember Frank, your next job. You deal in diamonds and jewels, the most value by the ounce. It's not too late, Frank. Don't give up. Lifting that high-end stuff, no one gets hurt. Except those insurance company crooks.
Frank: I hate hikes. God damned bugs! You've seen one tree - you've seen all.
Frank: Why are you wearing a space helmet?
Robot: Frank, we need to leave.
Robot: Self-destruct sequence initialized.