They say cats always land on their feet but at this point there's really no floor.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
Æon is on the trail of the ill-mannered criminal brute, Bambara...
You made me cut off my left arm and give it to a little boy!
Tell the little witches to piss off!
Piss off, little witches.
You're psychotic. You no longer have a common conscience with your fellow man.
I never did. You see, I understand the will to evil. The will to evil is like an iron in the forge. There is only one way to shape it [right] – with a conscience that is the fire. My children, Judy, Bambara, it was for them I created the Custodian; an artificial conscience, a fire for those that had none!
But you lost the substance. You lost the substance by grasping at the shadow.
You wish to know if you have been implanted. You wish to confirm your autonomy of will.
Yes.
You would also like to leave this place alive. Yes?
Yes.
You're just a dirty little carbuncle, festering in the corner! [audience booing] No need to get uptight. I was merely making an observation!
Æon Flux and the Monican resistance force have captured the Demiurge, a powerful god-like being, and prepare to send it into space to rid the Earth of its influence. The Breens, led by Trevor Goodchild, battle to prevent the launch...
Light in the absence of eyes illuminates nothing. Visible forms are not inherent in the world, but are granted by the act of seeing. Though the world and events do exist independent of mind, they obtain of no meaning in themselves- none that the mind is not guilty of imposing on them. I bid my people follow and, like all good equations, they follow. For full endowment of purpose, they do submit. In turn, they resign me to a role inhuman, impossible, and unaccountable. But I can no longer stand the sleepless nights. I think I am learning to love the Demiurge.
[Trevor is on top of Æon, and has her pinned to the ground.]
You shot Rubio and not me! Now why is that?
Trevor, don't trouble me with your thin smile.
[She grunts and flips him over. Æon now has Trevor pinned.]
Stop! There's a pain in my back!
Can you describe it in words?
What?
I want you to tell me about the pain.
Sharp, stabbing, piercing!
You're telling me nothing.
It feels like a nail, twisting into my spine!
Yes. But there is no nail—
No.
—so there is no pain.
[They kiss.]
CCelia
Please, tell me what you know!
We won. We must have been right.
CCelia
You know something! Tell me what you know!
What I know? He said the light was beautiful. Yes, it was. No use, see, because the truth isn't even pretty. What else? Oh, right. Love isn't the answer. It's the problem.
The height in tension in any game occurs when the rules allow for the influence of human judgement. The advantage in this instance is held by the player who drops the ball to allow the opponent a hollow victory. Half of eternity is still eternity. Infinity and Zero are different degrees of the same value. Pain isn't real beyond the individual who feels it, but the nail is real.
Natural evolution should amount to nothing by now but a vicious cycle of obsolescence. A world unaccountable to its own past and doomed to repeat it indefinitely, oblivious of any consequence.
The only reason I don't shoot you has nothing to do with duty or principle. It's simply a matter of knowing who I am.
Is that why you won't let it see you, why you can't bear the gaze? Because you've done terrible things. Then there are the transgressions you never even knew you committed, those are the worst! Because those you can never forget, all you can do is suspect.
I'm not in the habit of arguing over the color of red herrings.
You can't hide from it, Aeon! It's everywhere!
If but the cosmos could possibly have come about innocent of history, and not wholly ignorant of all its potential- unprejudiced, but aware- rather than that its only trial be performed at the mercy of all its error.
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