Mr. Robot

Elliot:
I never want to be right about my hacks, but people always find a way to disappoint.

Elliot:
Hello friend. Hello friend? That's lame. Maybe I should give you a name. But that's a slippery slope, you're only in my head, we have to remember that. Sh*t, this actually happened, I'm talking to an imaginary person. What I'm about to tell you is top secret. A conspiracy bigger than all of us. There's a powerful group of people out there that are secretly running the world. I'm talking about the guys no one knows about, the ones that are invisible. The top 1% of the top 1%, the guys that play God without permission. And now I think they're following me.

Elliot:
I wanted to save the world.

Tyrell Wellick:
Power belongs to those who take it.

Tyrell Wellick:
Two days ago I strangled a woman to death just with my hands. That's a strange sensation. Something so tremendous done by something so simple. The first ten seconds were uncomfortable, a feeling of limbo, but then your muscles tense, and she struggles and fights, but it almost disappears in the background along with everything else in the world. At that moment it's just you and absolute power, nothing else. That moment stayed with me. I thought I'd feel guilty for being a murderer, but I don't. I feel wonder.

Elliot:
We're all living in each other's paranoia.

Whiterose:
The concept of waiting bewilders me. There are always deadlines. There are always ticking clocks.

Fernando Vera:
People walk around, act like they know what hate means. Nah, no one does, until you hate yourself. I mean truly hate yourself. That's power.

Fernando Vera:
There's a smart time to be scared, bro... and a stupid time.

Mr. Robot:
The world is a dangerous place, Elliott, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.

Gideon Goddard:
You're never sure about anything unless there's something to be sure about.

Tyrell Wellick:
Even extraordinary people, and I believe you are, are driven by human banalities.

Terry Colby:
If you want to change things, perhaps you should try from within, because this is what happens from the outside.

Mr. Robot:
No rest for the wicked.

Darlene:
Who do you think I am?

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 each other 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 wanna be sedated. Because it's painful not to pretend, because we're cowards. F*** society.

Elliot:
Though she's a psychologist she's really bad at reading people but I'm good at reading people. My secret? I look for the worst in them.

Mobley:
People are all just people, right? When it gets down to it, everyone's the same. They love something. They want something. They fear something. Specifics help, but specifics don't change the way that everyone is vulnerable. It just changes the way that we access those vulnerabilities.

Elliot:
A bug is never just a mistake. It represents something bigger. An error of thinking that makes you who you are.

Whiterose:
You hack people. I hack time.

Angela Moss:
What's a rootkit?

Lloyd:
It's like a crazy serial rapist with a very big dick.

[first lines]

Elliot:
Hello, friend. Hello, friend. That's lame. Maybe I should give you a name. But that's a slippery slope. You're only in my head. We have to remember that.

[last lines]

Elliot:
Please, tell me you are seeing this, too.

Elliot:
Is it that, we collectively thought that, 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 is just one big hoax. Spamming each other with our commentary bullshit masquerading as insight. Our social media faking us into intimacy, or is 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. F*** Society.

Elliot:
It's good. So good, it scratched that part of my mind. The part that doesn't allow good to exist without a condition.

Elliot:
Am I crazy not to like this guy? Among some of his facebook likes are George W. Bush's Decision Points, Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen, and the music of Josh Groban. Must I really justify myself any further?

Ollie Parker:
Look bud, you and Angela have been close for a long time, and that's even more reason why I want us to be on good terms. I just, I feel like things have been awkward between us, don't you?

Elliot:
I'm ok with it being awkward between us.

Krista Gordon:
What is it about society that disappoints you so much?

Elliot:
[tense music] Oh, i don't know. Is it that we collectively thought Steve Jobs was a great man, when 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 a 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 make us happy but because we wanna be sedated. Because it's painful not to pretend, because we're cowards. F society.

Elliot:
I'm good at reading people. My secret , I look for the worst in them.

Elliot:
What I wouldn't give to be normal. To live in that bubble. Reality of the naive.

Krista Gordon:
And 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 each other with our burning commentary *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 we do this, not because "Hunger Games" books make us happy, but because we want to be sedated. Because it's painful not to pretend because we're cowards... F - - society.

Ollie Parker:
Look, bud, you and Angela have been close for a long time and that's even more reason why I want us to be on good terms. I just, I feel like things have been awkward between us, don't you?

Elliot:
I'm okay with it being awkward between us.

Elliot:
I understand what it's like to be different. I'm very different too. I mean, I don't jerk off to little kids, but I don't know how to talk to people.

Elliot:
Hello friend.

Elliot:
So good. That it scratched that part of my mind. The part that doesn't allow good to exist without condition.

Elliot:
That's what you're wrong about Rohit. I don't give a sh*t about money.

Elliot:
That's what you're wrong about Rohit. I don't give a sh*t about money.

Mr. Robot:
Exciting times in the world.

Elliot:
Gotta go. Big meeting today.

Elliot:
I'm good at reading people. My secret. I see the worst in people.

Elliot:
Something about him bugs me. Scratching the part of my mind again but I'll hack him soon enough. I always do.

Elliot:
It's good. So good, it scratched that part of my mind! Part that doesn't allow good to exist without a condition.

Elliot:
What I'm about to tell you is top secret. There's a powerful group of people out there that are secretly running the world. I'm talking about the guys, no one knows about the guys who are invisible. The top 1% of the top 1%. The guys that play God without permission. And now I think they're following me.

Elliot:
F*** society.

Elliot:
If it weren't for Qwerty, I'd be completely empty.

Elliot:
[My secret: I look for the worst in them]

Mr. Robot:
My dad was a... petty thief. Never could hold down a job, so, he just robbed. Convenience stores, shops, small-time stuff. One time, he sat me down, he told me something I never forgot. He said, "Everyone steals. That's how it works. You think people out there are getting exactly what they deserve? No. They're getting paid over or under, but someone in the chain always gets bamboozled. I steal, Son, but I don't get caught. That's my contract with society. Now if you can *catch* me stealing, then I'll go to jail, but if you can't, then I've earned the money." I respected that, man. I thought that sh*t was cool as a little kid. A few years after that, they finally caught him. Sent him to jail. Dies five years later. My respect goes with him. I thought he was free doing what he did, but he wasn't. He was in prison. Just like you are now, Elliot. But I'm gonna break you out.

Elliot Alderson:
How do we know if we're in control?

Elliot Alderson:
It's the illusion of choice.

Mr. Robot:
Are you a one or a zero? That's the question you have to ask yourself. Are you a yes or a no? Are you going to act or not?

Elliot:
Yo... you've been staring at a computer screen way too long, homie. Life's not that binary.

Mr. Robot:
Isn't it? Sure, there are grays... But when you come right down to it, at its core, beneath every choice, there's either a one or a zero. You either do something or you don't. You walk out that door, you've decided to do nothing, to say no, which means you do not come back. You leave, you are no longer a part of this. You become a zero. If you stay, if you want to change the world, you become a yes. You become a one. So, I'll ask you again: are you a one or a zero?

Elliot:
He's too old to have a complicated password.

Elliot:
How do we know if we're in control? That we're not just making the best of what comes at us, and that's it? Trying to constantly pick between two shitty options? Like your two paintings in the waiting room. Or... Coke and Pepsi? McDonald's or Burger King? Hyundai or Honda? Hmm. It's all part of the same blur, right? Just out of focus enough. It's the illusion of choice. Half of us can't even pick our own... our cable, gas, electric. The water we drink, our health insurance. Even if we did, would it matter? You know, if our only option is Blue Cross or Blue Shield, what the f*** is the difference? In fact, aren't they... aren't they the same? No, man... our choices are prepaid for us, long time ago.

Tyrell Wellick:
Give a man a gun and he can rob a Bank. Give a man a Bank and he can rob the world.

Elliot Alderson:
This is the world we live in. People relying on each other's mistakes to manipulate one another, use one another, even relate to one another. A warm, messy circle of humanity.

Elliot:
Daemons. They don't stop working. They are always active. They seduce. They manipulate. They own us. And even though you're with me, even though i created you, it makes no difference. We all must deal with them alone. The best we can hope for... The only silver lining in all of this... is that when we break through, we find a few familliar faces waiting on the other side.

Qwerty:
Don't be shy now. You can come closer. Unsettling I know, your pet beta fish chatting you up. But time's money, Elliot.

Elliot:
You need something? Your water, does it need changing?

Qwerty:
When you live in a fishbowl, ain't no such thing as change. My entire life's been spent in this thing, my whole world's on your side table. I look around. Same sh*t, different day. The lighting, the furniture, even the sounds. Always the same. I'm on a loop. And it won't stop unless my life does. I'm exhausted with this world.

Elliot:
What can I do? I wanna help.

Qwerty:
I think it's pretty obvious. There's really only one thing you can do for a brother in a fish bowl.

Elliot:
What is it?

Qwerty:
Move him to a god damn window!

[as Elliot rides through withdrawl, Romero and Mobley watch the movie Hackers on an analog TV]

Penn Jillette as Hal in Hackers:
A rabbit is in the administration system!

Fischer Stevens as The Plague in Hackers:
Send a Flu-shot.

Lorraine Bracco as Margo in Hackers:
"Rabbit", "Flu-shot" - someone talk to me.

Penn Jillette as Hal in Hackers:
A rabbit, uh, replicates 'til it overloads a file, then it spreads... like cancer.

Lorraine Bracco as Margo in Hackers:
Cancer?

Lorraine Bracco as The DaVinci Virus in Hackers:
[singing slowly] Row, row, row your boat...

Romero:
Hollywood hacker bullshit. I been in this game 27 years. Not once have I ever come across an animated singing virus.

Mobley:
[passing a lit joint to Romero] I have yet to fly through a Tron City directory structure.

Romero:
I bet you right now some writer's working hard on a TV show that'll mess up this generation's idea of hacker culture.

Shayla:
Look in the mirror. See that badass b*tch? That's the only person you should ever worry about.

Elliot:
There's a saying. The devil's at his strongest when we're looking the other way, like a program running in the background silently, while we're busy doing other sh*t. Daemons, they call them. They perform action without user interaction. Monitoring, logging, notifications. Primal urges, repressed memories, unconscious habits. They're always there, always active. We can try to make a difference, but it's all bullshit. 'Cause intentions are irrelevant. They don't drive us. Daemons do. And me? I've got more than most.

Romero:
Look, man, you... you might be able to hide it from these nerds, but I know a junkie when I see one. In your condition, you ain't gonna do Jack or Jill except puke your brains out or give hand jobs for another high.

Elliot:
My father picked me up from school one day and we played hookey and went to the beach. It was too cold to go in the water so we sat on a blanket and ate pizza. When I got home my sneakers were full of sand and I dumped it on my bedroom floor. I didn't know the difference, I was six. My mother screamed at me for the mess but he wasn't mad. He said that billions of years ago the world 's shifting and ocean moving brought that sand to that spot on the beach and then I took it away. Every day he said we change the world. Which is a nice thought until I think about how many days and lifetimes I would need to bring a shoe full of sand home until there is no beach. Until it made a difference to anyone. Every day we change the world. But to change the world in a way that means anything that take more time that most people have. it never happens all at once. Its slow. Its methodical. Its exhausting. We don't all have the stomach for it.

Elliot:
Everyday we change the world . But to change the world in a way that means anything that takes more time than most people have . It never happens all at once. It's slow .It's methodical.It's exhausting.We don't all have the stomach for it.

Elliot:
Everyday we change the world, but to change the world in a way that means anything, that takes more time than most people have.

Elliot Alderson:
[as narrator] Like a hard drive blasted by excessive voltage, my mind is frayed, close to fried. I can feel the static running through my brain. Serotonin receptors working overtime.

Scott Knowles:
Look, I know you think you were a shoo-in for CTO, and you're pissed... probably wishing i'd fall into the subway tracks. So how about you cut the bullshit.

Tyrell Wellick:
I'm afraid your paranoia has gotten the best of you but, nevertheless, please excuse me, I'll leave you to review your notes before Spencer arrives. Oh, and thank you for dinner. Entire evening was enchanting, the food, the wine, your lovely Sharon. Please tell her I say hello.

Scott Knowles:
[pauses] Did you enjoy the view... what, do you think she wouldn't tell me.

Tyrell Wellick:
I, I'm not sure what you're trying...

Scott Knowles:
You wanna watch me piss, too? I've had several glasses of water.

Tyrell Wellick:
Scott, a misunderstanding...

Scott Knowles:
Happy to pull my dick out for you if that's your thing, watching the Knowles family urinate [unzips pants] . Hell, I could fly my brother in from Miami, he has the bladder of a small child. You'd probably bust a nut watching him take a leak.

Tyrell Wellick:
I'm not sure what she told you, but if I were you I would tell her to find more appropriate ways of managing her imagination.

Scott Knowles:
Tyrell, I want you to accept the hard truth, right here, right now in front of me. You are not going to be CTO. I want to see that look wash over your face. It's the only way I'll know you'll stop playing these silly, silly games.

Tyrell Wellick:
Oh, I'm fully aware of your CTO, Scott. I'm not sure what more I can offer you [begins to leave the room] .

Scott Knowles:
Wait... here [removes the expensive watch from his wrist, extends it towards Tyrell, and gestures with it as he continues to speak] . I feel bad, after all you've got a child on the way, you need all the help you can get. In fact, this would probably pay off the rest of your mortgage. Aren't you still in that neat little two bedroom in Chelsea... There [points at Tyrell] . That's the look I was looking for.

Elliot Alderson:
[narrating] I suppose a bullet through the brain is peaceful in its own right.

Mr. Robot:
You and I both know I'm crazy. Not the cute kind either.

Elliot Alderson:
[as narrator] I hurt Krista. I don't feel good about that. I hope you're not mad at me, but you have to admit she is just like everyone else. Too afraid to peek over their walls for fear of what they might see. [pause] Not me. That's what I do. I look.

Elliot Alderson:
[as narrator] Hackers. We inherently trust no one, including each other. I'll never be able to tell her there will always be this divide, my walls she can't look over... and she knows it.

Whiterose:
Every hacker has her fixation. You hack people. I hack time.

Angela Moss:
[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.

[last lines]

Tyrell Wellick:
How long has this been going on?

Elliot Alderson:
I don't know.

Tyrell Wellick:
And what is it that you're doing exactly?

Elliot Alderson:
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 completes.

Tyrell Wellick:
What about the backups?

Elliot Alderson:
I took care of that too. China...

Tyrell Wellick:
Steel Mountain? Of course, even when we went redundant.

Elliot Alderson:
I hacked the AirDream network. I was in all of them.

Tyrell Wellick:
You really thought of everything. [pauses] Who else was involved?

Elliot Alderson:
Just me.

Tyrell Wellick:
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?

Elliot Alderson:
I don't know. [pauses] I wanted to save the world.

Mr. Robot:
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***ing beef patty in your Big Mac.

Angela Moss:
Can I ask another question?

Phillip Price:
[smiles] All right, go.

Angela Moss:
Why me? Why am I really here? I know you know who I am. Why are you letting me be here? Why are you even talking to me right now? [pauses] None of this makes any sense.

Phillip Price:
Well, be that as it may, I... I find you refreshing. You're young, bold, exactly what we need right now.

Angela Moss:
[laughs] Come on!

Phillip Price:
What?

Angela Moss:
There has to more than that.

Mr. Robot:
I'm only supposed to be your prophet; you're supposed to be my God.

Mr. Robot:
You're losing it, kiddo. I'm only supposed to be your prophet. You're supposed to be my God.

Allsafes CFO:
Gideon, I handle the money. It's always going to be a depressing conversation.

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