Æon Flux · Season 1
The dream to awaken our world!
You're out of control.
I take control. Whose side are you on?
I take no side.
You're skating the edge.
I am the edge.
What you truly want, only I can give.
You can't give it, can't even buy it, and you just don't get it.
Trevor Goodchild has recently seized power in the nation of Bregna. The former leader, Clavius, has vanished under mysterious circumstances...
The unobserved state is a fog of probability, a window of and for error. The watcher observes, the fog collapses, an event resolves – a theory becomes a fact. What is the truth? Tell me if you know [heh] and I will not believe you. Things are never as they seem. Clean gloves hide dirty hands and mine are dirtier than most. Without truth there can be no justice.
Many people hate you and would like to see you dead. How does that make you feel?
Those people should get to know me a little better. Then they'd know I don't indulge in feelings.
My name's Æon Flux. I'm here on a mission to assassinate Trevor Goodchild. Is everybody listening? Do you believe me? Everybody happy now?
I'm staggered by the complexity of these documents. I've spent many hours trying to crack the codes.
What don't you understand?
I think I have a handle on some of it; for example: the 'mile-high jellyfish', that's the upper-house of parliament. Am I right?
No....
And the "flying saucer men", that's the ministry of justice?
No. The flying saucer men are the flying saucer men. Narzack! Area 66. The global empire. What level are you!? We're men of peace, so we attack. Deploy the orbital jellyfish. Next expulsion of all foreign particles.
You're mad. You're insane!
[Clavius knocks Gildamere to the floor.]
Shut up, mother.
A heavily armed border wall separates the nations of Bregna and Monica. Yet many Breens seek to escape the mysterious designs of Trevor Goodchild...
Tell me your heart's desire – one wish and it's yours.
Anything?
Just no heads on the plates. I'm going to go get a drink. Would you like one?
No, thank you.
Right . . . that would have been it you know.
I'm commandeering your libido under Monican aegis. This is an authorized police action, lover. You're mine.
Well, moderation in all things.
Moderation is NOT abstinence. Moderation necessarily connotes use.
Use?
So use me, Trevor. You must.
I have no choice.
That which does not kill us, makes us stranger.
Æon has heard about Trevor's new method for creating exact human duplicates...
My work offends you – why? Human beings are not so unique. Just a random arrangement of amino acids.
Suits me.
Yes it does.
These people you're copying are already superfluous. You're trafficking in excess.
The issue is not excess but access. Others take away reproductive rights; I grant them.
...Although I must admit, now that you're here the standard method of procreation does seem somewhat appealing.
Trevor's experiments are contained in an ecosystem called the Habitat. An ocean of paralytic fluid protects it from the intrusion of outside influences...
These quotes come from Wikiquote's Æon Flux pages and are available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.
