The Twilight Zone1959

Subaltern:
Stand where you are. No further. You have been removed from office. The Field Investigators have declared you "Obsolete".

Chancellor:
Obsolete?

Subaltern:
[robotic monotone] You have disgraced the State, you have proven yourself a coward; you have, therefore, no function. You are Obsolete!

Chancellor:
But I'm not. I'm not obsolete!

Subaltern:
YOU ARE OBSOLETE!

Jurors:
Obsolete! Obsolete!

Subaltern:
YOU ARE OBSOLETE!

Chancellor:
[hysterical] You're making a terrible mistake, a tragic mistake! I'm not obsolete! I *work* for the State, I *believe* in the state! I help give the State its strength! How can you call me obsolete, HOW CAN YOU?

[the Chancellor raises his hand to snap his fingers]

Chancellor:
Please, I'm not obsolete...

[makes to run but finds one side of the crowd rising against him, he goes in the opposite direcrtion and the same happens, he looks desperately around]

Chancellor:
Please... please, I'm not obsolete; I have a function, I have a purpose. Please. I want to *serve* the State. Please... please, no... I'm not obsolete! No, no! Please! I'm not obsolete. No! I want to serve the state; please, please, no! I'm not obsolete! I, I - please, no, I'm not obsolete, no! I want to *serve* the State... Please, please! NO! I want to SERVE the State!

[the growling jurors close in on the ex-Chancellor, who breaks away with a yell and is chased across the room to the new Subalturn's seat where he is grabbed, pulled down the length of the table, and dragged off to be killed]