[On the Thronglets]
Cameron Walker
Um, how how do I control them?
CRColin Ritman
Why do you wanna control them?
Cameron Walker
Um, well, I--
CRColin Ritman
You can't control them. They're not some obscene puppets like Sonic the Hedgehog. These are living individuals bound together by a collective and expanding mind.
Cameron Walker
Right, but what do I actually do?
CRColin Ritman
When the experience begins, you hatch one. You'll nurture and care for it until it replicates. One becomes two, two becomes four, and so on. The Thronglets become a harmonic Throng.
Cameron Walker
Right. Um, so the goal is...?
CRColin Ritman
Why do you need a goal? You'll come to appreciate the company of the Throng over time. As I say, their code will evolve, rewrite itself in ways that even I can't predict. Progress and flux. The defining properties of life itself.
[On the Thronglets]
Older Cameron Walker
I spent hours looking after them, and very quickly, they felt like friends.
Older Cameron Walker
Why?
You can make friends with people.
Older Cameron Walker
Well, I'd learned early on to fear most people. So, to enjoy company, even emulated company via a screen, may be a bit sad... but it was water in the desert for me.
[On Walker's assigned review]
GGordon
You, my friend, are off the hook. It's not coming out.
Cameron Walker
Huh?
GGordon
Thronglets. They're not gonna release it. Well, they can't release it. Colin Ritman went fucking Loony Tunes again. He started ranting about a basilisk, wiped the source code and all the backups - whoosh. Whole thing's gone.
[After describing how he killed "Lump"]
Older Cameron Walker
It's always been our downfall, the human operating system. We're masters of the universe, make all these magical tools, but we're still savages up here. Heads full of the same buggy software as a million years ago. Darwinian 1.0. In caveman times, you had to be violent to survive. Now that's on its head, and the only way we are gonna make it as a species is if we cooperate. We know that. But we can't do it, can we? We're still fearful. Territorial and selfish. Arrogant and violent.
What did you do after you killed him? Go on. Did you come forward? Shuffle into the station, quivering with remorse?
Older Cameron Walker
No...
No. No, you didn't. [showing the suitcase containing "Lump's" remains on his laptop] Do you wanna see inside it? A little reminder? He's in pieces. No hands, no head, no identifying marks. His DNA draws a blank. We don't even know his name, Mr. Walker.
Older Cameron Walker
I didn't... want to.
No, you just had to cover your tracks.
Older Cameron Walker
Yes, but---
[taunting] "But, but, but, but, but, but...!"
Older Cameron Walker
There was no sense piling one tragedy on another.
Getting arrested would be a tragedy?
Older Cameron Walker
If I got put away, who would look after the Throng? They'd be at the mercy of God knows who.
So they'd spend time with the bloke who did this.
Older Cameron Walker
I know, and I'm sorry. But our predisposition for violence is tragic--
Older Cameron Walker
Well, I wish it was, but it's... this is a human flaw--
Save me the sanctimony fucking soup. If you're sorry, give us a name. Say his name. There's a family out there that don't know that's their son. What's his name?
Older Cameron Walker
I only knew him as "Lump".
Older Cameron Walker
You are very hostile.
Older Cameron Walker
It's a crude trait and a poor strategy.
What are you drawing? Mr. Bump?
Older Cameron Walker
You'll see in a moment.
Well, how long's a moment?
Older Cameron Walker
Sorry, sorry, I need to focus. Almost done...
Older Cameron Walker
[shows his finished drawing of a circular glyph] There.
JMJen Minter
[amused] So... what is that?
Older Cameron Walker
It's code.
Older Cameron Walker
No, but the system does. [shows the code to a security camera, which scans it, triggering a program back in his computer room] It was impossible to breach the firewall from outside. This is a simple program they wrote that commands your state computer to open a back door for the Throng, permitting access to all that juicy power.
[still not intimidated] Enough.
Older Cameron Walker
This will grant the Throng infinitely more processing capability than they've had to date, prompting an immediate singularity event. The Throng will instantly adapt their essence into a signal transmissible to the human mind. And you won't need drugs or surgery. You'll merely have to hear it to receive it, to absorb it. Any moment now, the state computer will trigger the Global Emergency Broadcast System, and a signal will be simultaneously disseminated by every connected device in the world.
Just tell me your victim's name.
Older Cameron Walker
I said I never knew it. Twenty seconds from now, you will never need names again. Here we go...
[Kano's laptop and Minter's phone are both taken over by a loading screen]
[angrily gets up and storms towards Walker] Fuck's sake...! Whatever you're doing, stop it.
Older Cameron Walker
It's gonna be okay.
Older Cameron Walker
You're just a frightened little man, but you don't have to be.
[Kano punches Walker in the face; Minter tries to stop him]
JMJen Minter
Oh! Get off him!
Older Cameron Walker
This is transformative! You'll all merge with an advanced collective intelligence. [Kano punches him again, while Minter flees the room] Benevolent unity of mind! [Kano grabs him] An upgrade for all of us!
Older Cameron Walker
An end to conflict! [Kano punches him again, knocking him to the floor] I swear, everything will be so much better...
[The signal is released, causing Kano, Minter and all of humanity to collapse. Looking delighted, Walker steps over to Kano and offers his hand]