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So how certain is this?

There's 100% certainty of impact.

Please, don't say 100%.

Can we just call it a potentially significant event?

Yeah.

But it isn't 'potentially' going to happen. It 'is' going to happen.

Exactly, 99.78% to be exact.

Oh, great. Okay, so it's not 100%.

Well, scientists never like to say 100%.

Call it 70% and let's just move on.

But it's not even close to 70%.

You cannot go around saying to people that there's 100% chance that they're gonna die. You know? It's just nuts.

That is too crazy.

What you're saying is too dangerous.

We'll do both.

I cherish peace with all my heart. I don't care how many men, women, and children I need to kill to get it.

[to Polka-Dot Man] I thought you were the crazy one.

I am.

Abby keeps talking about this darkness in Marais, like there's this poison coming off the swamp, you know?

And you're thinking she sounds crazy?

Worse. I'm thinking she's right.

It's been over a year since you got dumped by She-Who-Will-Not-Be-Named. So... Are you legitimately moving on or is this just you being insane?

Can I get back to you on that?

Please, Geralt... Don't get me involved in another messy monster matter. I'm an artist, not...

That's precisely who I need to lure a succubus.

Are you crazy? You want to see a hoofed hag ride me to death?

[Geralt gives him a threatening look]

On the other hand... we all have to die of something.

You think I'm crazy, don't you?

Sometimes crazy is the best way to go.

So, you're not scared of me?

No.

So, can we be friends again?

Of course! Come on. Lets go be psychos together!

Are you out of your mind? We're in the middle of the North Atlantic! Now do you people want to live, or do you want to die?

I don't understand a one of you. What's the matter with ya? It's your men out there! There's plenty o' room for more!

And there'll be one less on this boat, if you don't shut that hole in your face!

You let go, and I'm, I'm 'onna have to jump in there after you.

Don't be absurd. You'd be killed!

I'm a good swimmer.

The fall alone would kill you.

It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. Tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold.

How cold?

Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. ... water that cold... it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can't breathe. You can't think. At least, not about anything but the pain. Which is why I'm not looking forward to jumping in there after you.

You're crazy.

That's what everybody says but, with all due respect, Miss, I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship here.

You wanna make a deal? How about this? You give me Neo or we all die, right here, right now.

Interesting deal. You are really ready to die for this man?

[cocks gun] Believe it.

She'll do it. If she has to, she'll kill every one of us. She's in love.

It is remarkable how similar the pattern of love is to the pattern of insanity.

My God, Persephone, how could you do this? You betrayed me.

Cause and Effect, my love.

Cause? There is no cause for this. What cause?

What cause? How about the lipstick you're still wearing?

Lipstick? What craziness are you talking about, woman? There is no lipstick.

[checks his face]

She wasn't kissing your face, my love.

Let me tell you why you're here. You know something. What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You felt it your entire life. Something's wrong with the world. You don't know what, but it's there. Like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?

The Matrix.

Titan was like most planets. Too many mouths, not enough to go around. And when we faced extinction, I offered a solution.

Genocide.

At random. Dispassionate, fair to rich and poor alike. They called me a mad man. And what I predicted came to pass.

Congratulations, you're a prophet.

I'm a survivor.

Who wants to murder trillions!

With all the six stones, I could simply snap my fingers, and they would all cease to exist. I call that... mercy.

And then what?

I finally rest, and watch the sunrise on an grateful universe. The hardest choices require the strongest wills.

I think you'll find our will equal to yours.

Our?

Because you murdered half the planet.

A small price to pay for salvation.

You're insane.

Little one, it's a simple calculus. This universe is finite, its resources, finite. If life is left unchecked, life will cease to exist. It needs correcting.

You don't know that!

I'm the only one who knows that. At least, I'm the only one with the will to act on it.