Mr. Robot, Season 4

Elliot:
You don't want to help the world. You want to destroy it. You want to destroy it because you hate people for what they've done to you, and you can't look past that to actually see the good in it.

[A beat, then Whiterose chuckles]

Whiterose:
Elliot, please. [She laughs] Don't make me laugh. You think I'm the one that wants to destroy the world? I'm the one that hates people? That can't see the good in it? Look around you. Everywhere we turn, all we see is spite from our so-called "fellow man". Every day we turn on the news, we're constantly told by our leaders, our scientists, our religions that our world is crumbling and that we are the problem. We are the root of everything that is wrong, that we don't stand a chance. We are told this so much that self-hatred is no longer considered an anomaly but a given, and yet you dare point the finger at me when I try to bring order to its chaos? When I have sacrificed everything to make it better?! [She stammers, then laughs again] Please! Don't make me laugh. [She keeps laughing, then calms down] On the contrary, it is my love for people that drives me. It always has been, because I know, deep in every person's heart, they are trying to be good. They were just dealt a bad hand by a world that is unfit for us. So please, don't make me fucking laugh and accuse me of hating people when you, Elliot, wear that hate like a badge of honor! Shall I remind you of your group's name? Admit it. Hatred has been your anthem, not mine.

Elliot:
You're right. I hate people. Scared of them. Been scared of them practically my whole life. People I loved... people I trusted... have done their absolute worst to me. And for a long time, that's all I ever knew. So yeah, I called my group fsociety. Because you know what? Fuck society. Society deserves to be hated for everything you said they did, and more. Fuck every last one of them for what we've all been through. But then there are some people out there -- and it doesn't happen a lot. It's rare. But they refuse to let you hate them. In fact, they care about you in spite of it. And the really special ones, they're relentless at it. Doesn't matter what you do to them; they take it. They care about you anyway. They don't abandon you. No matter how many reasons you give them. No matter how much you're practically begging them to leave. And you wanna know why? Because they feel something for me that I can't. They love me. And for all the pain I've been through, that heals me. Maybe not instantly, maybe not even for a long time, but it heals. And yeah, there are setbacks. We do fucked up things to each other. And we hurt each other. And it gets messy. But that's just us, in any world you're in. And yeah, you're right; we're all told we don't stand a chance and yet, we stand. We break, but we keep going. And that is not a fault! It's what makes us! So, no, I will not give up on this world. And if you can't see why, then I speak for everyone when I say "fuck you"!