Before you I place a choice. Walk through the blue door and continue to face yet more failures at saving those closest to you. Your race will live on borrowed time and will, through your violent arrogance, wind up extinct. Walk through the red door, however, and I will release the humans whom I have collected. I will give them amnesty and even a ship from my fleet to do with as they see fit. However, in choosing this door, you will willingly submit yourself to execution. This is the moment where you can prove to be the savior of humanity, or its absolute destroyer.
I know you think I'm just a mindless recording. I'm programmed to repeat silly bits of patter while you drive around and murder people in this video game, right? Look, maybe that's true. Maybe it's true... but I got a question; how independent are YOU? Turning the tables is what I'm doing here. You think you have free will, but really you're just doing what the game tells you to do. How much control do you really have over your own life? I mean, think about it, this is what you do. Take a look, man... you sit around all day playing a video game and listening to fake radio stations. What are you doing with your life? Don't you want to get a girlfriend and maybe learn something new? Surprise us. Take a class, get a skill... we already know you can punch buttons and pull your pud! C'mon, man!
Everybody that I have cared about has either died or left me, everybody fucking except for you, so don't tell me I'd be more safe with someone else because the truth is I would just be more scared
Male: "You wanna fight the best, you fight me."
Eddie Pryor: "The best? The best is beating Sway the Spider-God in a Tijuana Scaffold Match. The best is defending the world title 13 times in one night. The best is winning a last man standing match with two broken legs... Trust me, little Icarus: you're flying too close to the sun."
Biological systems produce biological results. Messy, unpredictable solutions.
I guess I just wanted to show you that there's two sides to every victory. Those who live to revel in it, and those who died making it happen.
Bean counters said I couldn't fire a man just for being in a wheelchair. Did it anyway. Ramps are expensive.
I used to be a millionaire, you know. Owned the Atlas corp. Lost it all!
Tom: "Imagine you are in a room. In this room you are passed Chinese sentences trough a slot in the wall. Inside the room is an instruction book written in English. This instruction book tells you which Chinese words to pass back trough the slot in the wall as a response. By doing so you have a conversation in Chinese.
In the Chinese room, because the response you pass back trough the door are the correct responses the person on the other side of the door is convinced you are a native Chinese speaker."
Ava: "Well, they're wrong. But the person stuck in the Chinese room is not aware of the conversations content."
Tom: "This is a problem with the Turing Test. A computer can pass the Turing Test having convinced a human they are having a polite conversation. While the computer has no idea that a conversation has taken place."
Ava: "What if both people passing Chinese words are reading from the instruction books?"
Mark my words: When these hands are crushing your throat, your dying breath won't be an appeal to God or a message of love to your family. It'll be, "Thank you, Killbane."
Why is it whenever someone says "with all due respect", they really mean "kiss my ass"?
Tom: "I may be a machine, but I personally do not believe I am stuck inside the Chinese room."
Ava: "Right, you would say that. I could peer inside your database at any time, Tom. Or pause your operation."
Tom: "Do not assume I could not do the same to you."
According to the most extreme form of this view, the only way by which one could be sure that a machine thinks, is to be the machine and to feel oneself thinking. One could then describe these feelings to the world, but of course no one would be justified in taking any notice. Likewise according to this view, the only way to know that a man thinks is to be that particular man.
If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
I'll have 2 number 9s, a number 9 large, a number 9 small, a number 6 with extra dip, two number 45s, a number 7 and one large soda.