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Unformatted text preview: Sheet1 Page 1 VERSION 1.0 dtd 033000 ISAAC ASIMOV The Bicentennial Man In the introduction to this Nebula Awards volume it was mentioned that science fiction writers-successful science fiction writers However did this remarkable man come to create this enormous body of work? He was born January 2, 1920, apparently with an incredible appetite for reading and an equally incredible ability to recall almo The Three Laws of Robotics 1. A robot may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. 2. A robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law. 3. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law. I Andrew Martin said, "Thank you," and took the seat offered him. He didn't look driven to the last resort, but he had been. He didn't, actually, look anything, for there was a smooth blankness, to his face, except for the sadness one imagined one saw Facing him from behind the desk was the surgeon The nameplate on the desk included a fully identifying series of letters and When can the operation be carried through, Doctor? he asked. Softly, with that certain inalienable note of respect that a robot always used to a human being, the surgeon said, "I am not cer There might have been a look of respectful intransigence on the surgeon's face, if a robot of his sort, in lightly bronzed stainle Andrew Martin studied the robot's right hand, his cutting hand, as it lay motionless on the desk. The fingers were long and we Have you ever thought you would like to be a man? Andrew asked. The surgeon hesitated a moment, as though the question fitted nowhere in his allotted positronic pathways. "But I am a robot, Would it be better to be a man? If would be better, sir, to be a better surgeon. I could not be so if I were a man, but only if I were a more advanced robot. I wou It does not offend you that I can order you about? That I can make you stand up, sit down, move right or left, by merely telling It is my pleasure to please you, sir. If your orders were to interfere with my functioning with respect to you or to any other hum Upon me, Andrew said. Sheet1 Page 2 But that is impossible. It is patently a damaging operation. That does not matter, said Andrew, calmly. "I must not inflict damage," said the surgeon. "On a human being, you must not," s Andrew had appeared much more a robot when he had first been manufactured. He had then been as much a robot in appea He had done well in the home to which he had been factors brought in those days when robots in households, or on the plane His own serial number was NDR- . . . He eventually forgot the numbers. It had been a long time, of course Little Miss had been the first to call him Andrew, because she could not use the letters, and all the rest ....
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