Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines

He moved a pair of contacts, rerouting the last of his power circuits, then looked
up for a moment as the circuitry displayed in his head-up unit confirmed that he
had successfully isolated the damaged power cell.

Terminator handed the tool back to Connor, gingerly unplugged the power cell,
and carefully removed it from his chest. It was about the size of a small book,
and it looked battered, but not particularly dangerous.

With a snap of his wrist, Terminator threw the power cell out into a sloping field
of scrub brush and boulders. It arched one hundred feet into the morning sky,
hanging at apogee for a long moment before it came down, a thousand feet off
the highway.

When it hit the ground it exploded with a tremendous flash-bang. The shock
wave hammered off the nearby foothills and slammed into the pet van, nearly
shoving it off the road. Terminator had to help bring the Toyota back under
control.

“When ruptured, the fuel cells become unstable,” he said.