Please, have a seat. This isn't going to work on me. What are you referring to? The computer I used growing up, the book my dad used to read, you even got QWERTY here somehow.

It may have worked on Angela, but your brainwashing isn't going to work on me.

This procedure has never been about brainwashing. It is about helping you come to an understanding. What's in the box? I had a lot of pain growing up.

I wasn't born who I was meant to be, and it cost me a lot. It cost me my one true love.

It cost me the life I was owed, the world I deserved. You're not answering my question. This world around us... I'm tired of it.

I'm tired of the pain it causes. I'm tired of the disappointment it is, and all I've been trying to do, Elliot, all I ever wanted was to finally bring an end to that dysfunction and deliver us a better world.

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.

Elliot, please. Dude, 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?

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 unfit for us. So please, don't make me laugh and accuse me of hating people when you, Elliot, wear that hate like a badge of honor.

Admit it. Hatred has been your anthem, not mine. You're right. I hate people. Scared of them. I've been scared of them practically my whole life.

And people that 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 F Society because, you know what? F society. Society deserves to be hated for everything you said they did, and more.

F 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. It doesn't matter what you do to them, they take it and 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 want to 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, and there are setbacks. We do 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 thought.

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, Whiterose.

I thought we shared a vision. What is that? It appears the plant is losing power to the cooling system.

Why? As you can imagine, my machine requires a significant amount of wattage, so it has to draw all the plant's power, including its backup generators.

You turned it on. Of course, I have. We're on a very tight schedule. Your machine, it won't work. I installed malware. Yes, we discovered your breach.

How do you think we found you? Then you know it already executed. Except for the fact that my machine was already running by the time you installed your little exploit.

No, you don't understand. Earlier, you accused me of being a murderer, but soon you will see all those lives that have been lost so that we could get to this point will not be in vain.

They will all be found again as soon as this world around us transforms into a parallel world. A world where we were meant to be all along. My machine can't run here and you know that it's going to cause a meltdown, which is why I have been trying to move my project.

Our tests here were quite limited in proximity.

However, you left me no choice. Haven't you killed enough people? Nobody will be killed. The opposite, actually. We will be reborn as new, finally liberated from the horrific and brutal past that we've been shackled to for so long.

You said you loved people, but you're not giving them a choice. You're not liberating them. You're forcing this on them.

I am giving them a choice. That's why you're here. I'm going to show you what I showed Angela. What do you mean?

All I ever wanted from you, Elliot, is your belief. What are you gonna do with that? I have learned to listen when time speaks.

Our paths were too precisely linked to this moment for there not to be a reason. This is why you get to decide.

Whiterose vs. Elliot | Mr. Robot

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