Pit him against his foe, Robert Patrick, naturally. I might also send him to watch over Edward Furlong for a little bit, maybe try to convince him that he’s going crazy.
Of course, I wouldn’t be able to help myself from sending him over to California to “convince” Alan Taylor that the Terminator reboot doesn’t need another Arnold. Its about time that horse gets put out to pasture, else he’s making Terminator 8 wheeling an oxygen tank behind him.
Yep. I’m not proud of this answer, but it’s what I’d do. Send the damn thing to Yemen to wipe out Al Qaeda.
And have someone quietly whisper a few words to the Russian Ambassador about this new war-making capability. Damn shame if it were to be used in Ukraine…
I’d ask him for the plans for building the time machine, of course.
If he claims to not have them, then I’ll order him into some sort of trap and destroy him as quickly as possible, because programming in those plans would be the first thing the real Future Me would do, and so not having them would be proof that it wasn’t really me who sent him, and therefore he was probably sent by an enemy.
The future you has changed a lot. He’s seen some shit, man. Some messed up shit.
But if you want him to go into a volcano, then he’ll do it.
Buy a rickshaw and travel in style.
Hell, get your house painted first. :rolleyes:
Oh, you mean my house cleaning, snow shoveling, firewood cutting and stacking robot? Yeah, I’d find some uses for him.
I…terminate things?
Look, I’m not exactly ideal politician material, nor am I a billionaire. Having a super-assassin on staff could be the simplest way for someone like me to Make a Difference[sup]TM[/sup].
(I may have some odd ideas about psychohistory.)
Never have to do house chores or yard work or run errands again…sounds good to me!
How fast does he learn new things? I’m thinking (a) have him read up on the various home construction trades, and have him finish the basement, and (b) see if he can learn to do my job better than I can.
Probably nip that ISIS problem in the bud, first. Then I’d have him rob a bank for me. I’m not sure what else.
Terminators are very very tough but they’re far from invincible, a direct hit from an RPG or a heavy machine-gun would probably destroy one. So while there’d be initial surprise I’m not sure how effective one Terminator would be long term (and again a lucky shot could take him out Act One Day One). They’re infiltration units, not one-robot armies.
I’m not saying what you’re suggesting is a bad idea, just that it might not be as easy as it first seems.
I like this one! 
For myself it would bother me why future-me sent him back in the first place so I’d try to keep him in one piece just in case he’s needed in the future. While I’d use him for what other people have suggested I’d also probably try to find some occupation he could do to supplement/replace my own wages, just make life a little easier.
This is all assuming that we can’t reverse-engineer him or get some ‘Future Science’ or knowledge of future events from him, but I think the OP nixed that.
I’d also teach him about this human thing called Love…not directly though because I don’t swing that way.
Does it look like Summer Glau? My answer might vary if it does ;). If not, why does my future self hate me?
Me and my Summer-Glaubot would be off to Tahiti.
Have fun with the metal detectors at the airport! I don’t think they’ll fall for that whole “I hit my head” bit.
Nah, she’ll just “borrow” someone’s mega-yacht.
I’d rent it out as a piece of very expensive heavy equipment for construction, destruction, search and rescue, etc.
I wonder how it would hold up in the very deep ocean?
It came to me last night: I don’t think that you can bring non living material through time.
He would have to memorize everything and use a word processor and drafting program to produce them.
This follows my plan to invent a time machine: Invent it, and send the plans to my past self.
I think the catch was that you could send non-living material if it was surrounded by living material.
Theoretically, anything you can swallow or shove up your ass is good to go.
So what didn’t Arnie wrap a condom around a Speedo and shove…bring it along?
I’d make an Anti-Comcast Alarm system commercial:
Comcast neighbor- “Here’s my new alarm app on my phone. What do you use? An old knight?”
John Connor- “No. My new T800…”
Arnold Schwarzenegger T800 in Black Leather Jacket & Black Sunglasses enters the room.
Comcast neighbor- “Umm… my phone can make calls too.”
T800 grabs & crushes phone
Comcast neighbor- "But… all my contacts and music were in there…’
Arnold Schwarzenegger T800 - “I have detailed files.”
Comcast neighbor- “But… it was my… phone.”
T800 Looks down nose at Comcast neighbor
Arnold Schwarzenegger T800 - “You won’t need it…”