Isaac Bloom and Edmund Reid in “Unfinished Business”

Oh, I am rational, inspector. And I hear every day men such as yourself, who would have us believe our journey to truth will set us free. But man has no more desire for truth than a dung beetle. Like any animal, he desires meat and sex. And like any animal who feels himself caged by what he is, he will yearn for anything that lies beyond the bars. Dee called it magic. You call it progress.

You are a cynic.

I am a scientist. The only thing as irrational as faith in God is faith in Man.