You're gonna be okay.
I think I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay.
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
[to Elliot] Don't take this the wrong way but I envy you. I wish I could talk to my mom again even if she isn't real.
How long has this been going on?
I don't know.
And what is it that you're doing exactly?
Encrypting all the files, all the Evil Corp's financial records will be impossible to access. The encryption key will self-delete after the process complete.
What about the backups?
I took care of that too. China...
Steel Mountain? Of course, even when we went redundant.
I hacked the AirDream network. I was in all of them.
You really thought of everything. Who else was involved?
Just me.
Well, now it's you and me. I've always told we'd end up working together, Elliot. But still, I have to know. Why did you do it? What did you hope to accomplish by doing all of this?
I don't know. I wanted to save the world.
Oh, you're still thinking about this morning. I don't think I'll ever get that image out of my head. Between you and me, I was glad he killed himself. He was not a very good person. He had a gambling problem. He drank too much. Most notably, he was weak. His instincts left a lot to be desired. Oh, I despise people like that. In fact, I felt the world was a little better off knowing he wasn't in it anymore. Uh, I believe even his family will benefit from this, in the long run.
[narrating] So this is what a revolution looks like? People in expensive clothing running around? Not how I pictured it.
[narrating] A simple program, a worm that can make data unreadable, malware that took Darlene maybe two hours to code. Is that really all it takes to kill the world?
You're losing it, kiddo. I'm only supposed to be your prophet. You're supposed to be my God.
Is any of it real? I mean, look at this, look at it! A world built on fantasy! Synthetic emotions in the form of pills! Psychological warfare in the form of advertising! Mind altering chemicals in the form of food! Brainwashing seminars in the form of media! Controlled isolated bubbles in the form of social networks. Real? You want to talk about reality? We haven't lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century! We turned it off, took out the batteries, snacked on a bag of GMOs, while we tossed the remnants into the ever expanding dumpster of the human condition. We live in branded houses, trademarked by corporations, built on bipolar numbers, jumping up and down on digital displays, hypnotizing us into the biggest slumber mankind has ever seen. You'd have to dig pretty deep, kiddo, before you can find anything real. We live in a kingdom of bullshit, that even you have lived in for far too long. So don't tell me about not being real: I'm no less real than the fucking beef patty in your big mac. As far as you are concerned, Elliot, I am very real. We are all together now, whether you like it or not.
[narrating] At 2 p.m. we'll checkout a basketball game. Hot Carla, the local pyro is usually there. She's become like my personal totem. I still don't understand why people like sports. They get emotional over the weirdest things. But I do see the beauty in the rules. The invisible code of chaos hiding behind the menacing face of order.
[about Seinfeld] Maybe that's the show's point, that shit is just pointless, ya know? Life, love, and the meaning's therein. I tell you, the human condition is a straight up tragedy, cuz.
You might not think it's a way to live, but why not? Repeating the same tasks everyday without having to think about them. Isn't that what everybody does - keep things on repeat? To go along with the NCIS's, their Lexapro. Isn't that where it's comfortable - in the sameness?
This control you think you have, it's an illusion.
[narrating] How do I take off a mask when it stops being a mask? When it's as much a part of me as I am?
[narrating] We keep fighting. Like the world we unmasked, we will find our true selves again. Maybe, after wiping away the thick, grimy film of Facebook friend requests and Vine stars, we can all see the light of day.
In the fallout of the Great Depression, FDR closed all the banks for a bank holiday and then he reopened them in stages when they were reported to being sound. Later, historians discovered what we in this room now know; that those reports, they are mostly lies. Nevertheless, it worked, it worked because the public believed the government had everything under control. You see? That is the business model for this great nation of ours. Every day when that market bell rings, we con people into believing in something - the [w:American Dream|]], or family values, could be freedom fries for all I care. It doesn't matter, as long as the con works and people buy and sell whatever it is we want them to. If I resign, then any scrap of confidence the public is already clinging onto will be destroyed. And we all know the con doesn't work without the confidence. If this was the best idea you could come up with for a win, I shouldn't be the one resigning. I have to head back to New York. Let me know when you've locked up the votes.
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