the painting

Midge : This is the painting.
Declan : I’ve heard the stories. (chuckles) So tell me… does it make you smile?
Midge : It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve even seen. I mean it’s so different from…
Declan : My other work.
Midge : Yes. No. I mean, your other work is wonderful. Probably wards off vampires, but this one…
Declan : This one is perfect.
Midge : But I don’t understand. Why would you keep it locked away in here? I mean, why don’t you sell it?
Declan : Sell it? Sell the greatest thing I’m ever gonna do in my lifetime? Stick it in a gallery and a doctor’d bring it home.
Midge : A museum, then.
Declan : Oh, yeah, what, next to the mummies?
Midge : People should see this.
Declan : No, I painted this for me. This was gonna hang in my home. When I had a home. And a family, when I had that life. This was… this was gonna go there. But that was then. And this is now. I will never have that life.
Midge : Now, wait…
Declan : I’m not trying to spin a melodrama. I’m being very realistic. The chance for that life is gone.
Midge : That’s ridiculous.
Declan : It’ll never happen because… everything I have, I put into that. Nothing left.
Midge : I think that’s very sad.
Declan : Well, that’s the way it is. If you… if you want to do something great… you want to take something as far as it’ll go… you can’t have everything. You lose… family. Sense of home. But then… look at what exists. Are you sure I can’t get you to sleep with me?
Midge : Nope.
Declan : Even after I told you my sad, lonely story? I mean, my God, that was my very best line.
(door opens in distance)
Benjamin : Hello?
(door closes)
Benjamin : Miriam? Where are you?
Declan : The doctor sounds panicked.
Midge : I should go.
Benjamin : Miriam?
Declan : You never saw this.
Midge : That’s too bad.


Benjamin : Got a light?
Joel : Sure.
Benjamin : Thanks. Not in a sociable mood tonight, huh?
Joel : Guess not.
Benjamin : Me, neither. I’ve never really understood fireworks.
Joel : We used to love them. I mean, I did. Now they’re just… lights in the sky.
Benjamin : Lights in the sky.
Joel : You think…
Benjamin : What?
Joel : You think we’re ever really forgiven for the mistakes we’ve made?
Benjamin : Who do you want doing the forgiving? God?
Joel : People.
Benjamin : People never forgive. Not in my experience. They say they do, but they don’t. I’m not even sure forgiveness really matters.
Joel : Why wouldn’t it matter?
Benjamin : Well, what is it, forgiveness? It doesn’t mean anything. I mean, you still did what you did, right? Nothing’s changed. Forgiveness is a mindset. Synapses in your brain telling you to think differently about something that’s already happened. It’s amorphous. It’s not really there. And if it’s not really there, what is it?
Joel : God, I hope that’s not true. Every day, I feel like I’m getting kicked in the head a little. I know I deserve it, but I sure would like it to end some day.
Benjamin : Just do what I do, stay away from people. If you’re not around them, there are no mistakes to be made.
Joel : That’s not the answer. You know that. You need people.
Benjamin : To bum a light. That’s about it, though.
Joel : Nah. You’ll change your mind someday. Just wait. You’ll see.

racing engine

“My mind is like a racing engine, tearing itself to pieces because it is not connected up with the work for which it was built. Life is commonplace; the papers are sterile; audacity and romance seem to have passed forever from the criminal world. Can you ask me, then, whether I am ready to look into any new problem, however trivial it may prove?”


Dr. Mendelez : Bet you’ve seen many of these. I remember my first. Kept thinking, “It doesn’t get any better than this.” And for you, I’m afraid, that’s literally true. You’re a nice kid, and you’re obviously very smart, but you don’t belong here. So, as long as you’re part of my team, this is all you’re ever going to be doing… suction.
Shaun : I saw a lot of surgeons in medical school. You’re much better than them. I have a lot to learn from you… You’re very arrogant. Do you think that helps you be a good surgeon? Does it hurt you as a person? Is it worth it?

Mr. Robot and fsociety

[S01E01 –]

Krista : What is it about society that disappoints you so much?
Elliot : Oh, I don’t know. Is it that we collectively thought Steve Jobs was a great man, even when we knew he made billions off the backs of children? Or maybe it’s that it feels like all our heroes are counterfeit. The world itself’s just one big hoax. Spamming with our running commentary of bullshit masquerading as insight, our social media faking as intimacy. Or is it that we voted for this? Not with our rigged elections, but with our things, our property, our money. I’m not saying anything new. We all know why we do this, not because Hunger Games books makes us happy but because we want to be sedated. Because it’s painful not to pretend, because we’re cowards. society.
(Krista, echoing)
Krista : [normal voice] Elliot. You’re not saying anything. What’s wrong?
Elliot : Nothing.

[S01E10 – eps1.9_zer0-day.avi]

Elliot : You’re not real.
Mr. Robot : What? You are? [scoffs] 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 in 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 have to dig pretty deep, kiddo, before you can find anything real. We live in a kingdom of bullshit, a kingdom you’ve lived in for far too long. So don’t tell me about not being real. I’m no less real than the f.cking beef patty in your… As far as you’re concerned, Elliot, I am very real.

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