Well, that's the idea, yeah! Who's gonna argue against substituting replaceable guns on legs for actual human beings in battle situations? I've been shot, it sucks!

[And with people...ugh, the insurance payouts are insane. Plus employees die constantly due to accidents or stupidity already. Nope, robots. Jack is all about robots.]

And I am president of the largest galactic empire in my galaxy - Hyperion. Or...was? I dunno, I been here for years now and here yeah, I just got a business. I'm still decently rich by most people's standards, just...nowhere near what I was. I only got two houses. And I gotta work my ass off to make money. Even with all my damn money shitting cats!