NOBITA But Doraemon… Zanda is still inside. He’s scared.
She picks up a loose bolt and gently screws it back into the robot’s chest.
The STEEL TROOPS – hundreds of identical, red-eyed humanoid robots – march in perfect sync. NOBITA hides behind a rusted pillar, sweating.
…Thank… you.
NOBITA No! There’s a difference between a soldier and a person. Even if they’re made of metal.
DORAEMON (whispering) Any louder and they’ll hear your heartbeat, Nobita.
Doraemon Steel Troops Here
NOBITA But Doraemon… Zanda is still inside. He’s scared.
She picks up a loose bolt and gently screws it back into the robot’s chest. doraemon steel troops
The STEEL TROOPS – hundreds of identical, red-eyed humanoid robots – march in perfect sync. NOBITA hides behind a rusted pillar, sweating. NOBITA But Doraemon… Zanda is still inside
…Thank… you.
NOBITA No! There’s a difference between a soldier and a person. Even if they’re made of metal. doraemon steel troops
DORAEMON (whispering) Any louder and they’ll hear your heartbeat, Nobita.