Paul’s Son’s Nebula


(mute) 


RIKER: 

What the hell do they 

want with you? 


SHELBY: 

I thought they weren't interested 

in human life forms, only 

Our Technology. 


PICARD: 

Their priorities seem to have changed. Open. 


WORF: 

Channel Open. 


PICARD: 

We have developed 

new defence capabilities 

since our last meeting and 

we are prepared to use them 

if you do not withdraw 

from Federation space. 


LAFORGE [OC]: 

Captain.

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: 

The shields are being probed. 

I'm modulating nutation.

[Bridge]

WORF: 

Captain, The Borg are attempting 

to lock on to us with 

their tractor beam. 


PICARD: 

Load torpedo bays. 

Arm phasers. Lock coordinates on the source of the tractor beam. 


RIKER: 

Shield status? 


DATA: 

Holding, sir. 


SHELBY: 

The nutation modulation 

has them confused. 


RIKER: 

They have The Ability to Analyse 

and Adapt, Commander. 


(The Ship shakes)

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: 

Shield modulation has failed. 

They've locked on.

[Bridge]

WORF: 

Shields are being drained. 

Ninety percent. Eighty.

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: 

Trying to recalibrate nutation. 

Damn.

[Bridge]

WORF: 

Shields have failed. 


PICARD: 

Fire all weapons.

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: 

Their subspace field is intact. 

New phaser frequencies 

had no impact.

[Bridge]

RIKER: Reverse engines. 
LAFORGE [OC]: Full reverse.

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: We're not moving.

[Bridge]

PICARD: Fire at will. 


WORF: 

Launching torpedoes. 

Phaser spread continuing. 


DATA: 

Still no damage 

to The Borg vessel, sir. 


(The Borg weapon cuts through the Enterprise like a hot knife through butter, almost.) 


COMPUTER: 

Warning. Outer hull breach.


WORF: 

They're cutting into The Hull. 

Engineering section. 


RIKER: 

Geordi, evacuate Engineering.

[Engineering]

LAFORGE: 

Computer. Evacuation sequence. 


COMPUTER: 

Sealing doors to core chamber. 


LAFORGE: 

Come on, move it, people! 

Let's go! Let's go! 


COMPUTER: 

Decompression danger, 

deck thirty six, section four.

[Bridge]

COMPUTER: 

Sealing Main Engineering. 


SHELBY: 

Data, fluctuate phaser 

resonance frequencies. 

Random settings. 

Keep them changing. 

Don't give them time to adapt. 


(Finally, boom and judder) 


WORF: 

The tractor beam has been released. 


PICARD: 

Warp nine. Course, one five one mark three three zero. Engage. 
(La Forge enters the Bridge)


WORF: 

They are in pursuit, Captain. 


PICARD: 

Maintain course. 


RIKER: 

Damage report, Geordi? 


LAFORGE: 

Hull rupture in main Engineering. The damage is pretty heavy. We lost a lot of good people down there. 


DATA: 

Eleven dead, eight more unaccounted for, Captain. 


RIKER: 

Repair teams to Engineering. 

Seal hull breach. 


LAFORGE: 

They didn't get to the core, 

I can control functions 

from here. 


WESLEY: 

Now approaching 

The Paulson Nebula, sir. 


PICARD: 

Drop to impulse. 

Take us in, Ensign. 


(Enterprise glides into the purple fog) 


WESLEY: 

The field is getting too dense, sir. 


PICARD: 

Steady. Analysis of the 

nebula cloud, Mister Data. 


DATA: 

82% DiLithium Hydroxyls. 

Magnesium, Chromium. 

It should provide an effective screen against their sensors, Captain. 


PICARD: 

Mister La Forge, prepare 

to reverse engines. Full Stop. 


(The Enterprise vanishes, 

and The Borg Cube halts) 


WORF: 

The Borg Ship is continuing scans, 

attempting to locate Us. 


PICARD: 

Good. As long as 

They're looking for Us, 

They won't Hurt 

anyone else.

Cubical

RIKER: 

We've picked up a vessel 

on the long range scanners, 

headed this way.

PICARD: 

Analysis.

DATA: 

The Vessel is traveling 

at Warp 7.6. 

Mass : 2.5 million metric tons. 

Configuration : Cubical.

The Exorcist :

Where’s Reagan?

Pazuzu :

In Here - with Us.

cubicle (n.)

mid-15c., "bedroom, bedchamber," from Latin cubiculum "bedroom," from cubare "to lie down," which is perhaps from a PIE *kub-, with cognates in Middle Welsh kyscu, Middle Cornish koska, Middle Breton cousquet "to sleep," but de Vaan regards the PIE origin of the Latin word as "uncertain." Compare cubit.

 

Obsolete from 16c. but revived by 1858 for "dormitory sleeping compartment," especially in an English public school. The sense of "any partitioned space" (such as a library carrel or, later, office work station) is attested by 1926. 

Related: Cubicular.

Entries linking to cubicle

cubit (n.)

ancient unit of measure (usually from 18 to 22 inches) based on the forearm from elbow to fingertip, early 14c., from Latin cubitum, cubitus "the elbow, the forearm," generally regarded as a derivative of PIE *keu(b)- "to bend," but de Vaan finds this dubious based on the sense of the proposed cognates and the sound changes involved. 

Also compare cubicle.

It seems much safer to assume that cubitus 'elbow' is a specific instance of the ppp. cubitus of the verb cubare 'to lie down'. People lie down on their elbow if they sleep on their side, and the Romans even reclined when dining. It matters little whether the original meaning was 'forearm' or 'the elbow joint'. One may even suggest that the verb cubitare 'to lie down' ... is not (only) a frequentative to cubare, but (also) arose as a denominative 'to rest on the elbow' to cubitus. [de Vaan]

Such a measure, known by a word meaning "forearm" or the like, was known to many peoples (compare Greek pekhys, Hebrew ammah, English ell).

The word also was used in English in the "forearm, part of the arm from the elbow downward" sense (early 15c.); hence cubital "as long as a cubit" (mid-15c.), also "pertaining to the forearm" (1610s).

concubine (n.)

c. 1300, "a paramour, a woman who cohabits with a man without being married to him;" also, in reference to Hebrew, Greek, Roman and other civilisations where the position was recognized by law, "a wife of inferior condition, a secondary wife," from Latin concubina (fem.), concubinus (masc.) "one who lives unmarried with a married man or woman." 

Usually the concubine was of a lower social order, but the institution, though below matrimonium, was less reproachful than adulterium or stuprum. The word itself is from concumbere "to lie with, to lie together, to cohabit," from assimilated form of com "with, together" (see con-) + cubare "to lie down" (see cubicle).

Such concubines were allowed by the Greek and Roman laws, and for many centuries they were more or less tolerated by the church, for both priests and laymen. The concubine of a priest was sometimes called a priestess. [Century Dictionary]

In Middle English, as in Latin, sometimes used of a man who cohabits with a woman without marriage. Related: Concubinary; concubinal.

PICARD: 

Mister Worf, dispatch 

a subspace message 

to Admiral Hanson :

We have engaged 

The Borg. 


WORF: 

Captain — YOU are being hailed. 


PICARD: 

I am? 


WORF: 

Yes, Captain :

 By Name. 


RIKER: 

Data, is it the same ship 

we faced at J two five? 


DATA: 

Uncertain, Commander, 

but the dimensions are 

precisely the same. 


PICARD: 

On screen. I am Jean Luc -


(The viewscreen just shows the inside of The Cube. The voice is made up of many speaking as one) 


BORG [OC]:

 Jean Luc Picard, captain of the Starship Enterprise, registry NCC 1701D, you will lower shields and prepare to transport yourself aboard our vessel. If you do not cooperate, we will destroy your ship. 


PICARD: 

You have committed acts of aggression 

against the United Federation of Planets. 

If you do not withdraw immediately 
—

BORG: 

You will surrender yourself or we will destroy your ship. 

Your defensive capabilities are unable to withstand us. 


(mute) 


RIKER:

 What the hell do They 

want with you? 


SHELBY: 

I thought they weren't interested 

in human life forms, 

only Our Technology. 


PICARD: 

Their priorities seem 

to have changed. 

In The Belly of The Beast

“The fact that it controls us.

I don’t know why all people aren’t fascinated with it. 

It makes beautiful sounds, and it makes a lot of times some incredible light. 

It runs many things in Our World and it’s beautiful. 

It’s sometimes Dangerous, but it’s Magical. 

It’s such a power and it can make some beautiful images… and sounds.”

- Why David  Lynch 

finds Electricity fascinating 

“Warm or Cold, 

I’m bringing you in.”

WORF: 

Sir, The Borg have halted their approach to Earth. 


SHELBY: 

I think we got their attention. 


RIKER: 

Time to intercept?


WESLEY: 

Two minutes, four seconds, sir. 


RIKER: 

They're worried.

 

They're worried because 

we've got access to Picard.

 

Mister Data, we have two minutes 

to figure out what we can do with it.

DATA:

Sir, it is clear the Borg are either 

unwilling or unable 

to terminate their subspace links. 


CRUSHER: 

That may be their Achilles heel, Captain — 

Their Interdependency.

RIKER: 

What do you mean, Doctor?


CRUSHER : 

He's part of their collective consciousness now. 

Cutting him off would like asking one of us to disconnect an arm or a foot

We can't do it.


SHELBY: 

They operate as a single mind. 


RIKER: 

One jumps off a cliff, 

They all jump off? 

Data, is it possible to plant a command into 

The Borg Collective consciousness?

Not all of it, obviously -- 

Not the UniMatricies back in The Delta Quadrant, or the cubes cut off from the rest of The Collective by ion storms or nebulae,

just the part of LOCAL Consciousness correspondong to the ONE Cube/Universe directly in front of you, right now --

DATA: 

It is conceivable, sir, 

but it would require altering the pathway from the root command to affect all iterative branch points in the —


RIKER: 

Make every effort, Mister Data. 


DATA : 

Sir —

What command shall I try to plant?

RIKER: 

Something straightforward, 

like disarm your weapons systems. 


WORF: 

Visual contact with The Borg. 


SHELBY: 

On screen.


RIKER: 

Magnify.


WORF: 

Sensors reading increased power generation 

from The Borg. 


RIKER: 

Red Alert. 

Load all torpedo bays. Ready phasers. 


WORF: 

Aye, Captain.


RIKER: 

Status of Borg weapons? 


WORF: 

Their weapon systems are fully charged. 


RIKER: 

Data?

DATA: 

Attempting to re-route subcommand paths, Captain. 

Defence systems are protected by access barriers.

WORF: 

Borg attempting to lock on tractor beam. 


RIKER: 

Rotate shield frequencies. 

Data, report?

DATA: 

I am unable to penetrate 

defence systems command structure, Captain. 


SHELBY: 

Try the power systems, Data. 

See if you can get them to power down. 


DATA : 

Acknowledged. 

Attempting new power subcommand path.

LAFORGE: 

Shields have Failed. 

They've Locked on, sir. 

They're pulling us in. 


RIKER: 

Fire all weapons.

DATA: 

I cannot penetrate Borg power subcommand structure, sir.

All critical subcommands are protected, Captain. 


SHELBY: 

Then it's over.




RIKER: 

Mister Crusher, ready a collision course with the Borg ship. 

You heard me. A collision course.


WESLEY: 

Yes, sir.


RIKER: 

Mister La Forge, prepare to go to warp power. 


LAFORGE : 

Aye, sir.

PICARD: 

Sleep.


CRUSHER: 

He's regaining consciousness. 


PICARD: 

Sleep.


TROI: 

It is Captain Picard speaking, 

not Locutus.


PICARD: 

Sleep, Data.


CRUSHER: 

He's exhausted.


DATA: 

Yes, Doctor, but if I may make a supposition, 

I do not believe his message was intended to express fatigue 

but to suggest a course of action.

WORF: 

Borg cutting beam activated. 


RIKER: 

Mister Crusher? 

Engage --

DATA : 

Data to Bridge. 

Stand by. 


RIKER: 

Stand by, all stations.

DATA: 

I am attempting to penetrate 

The Borg regenerative subcommand path. 

It is a low priority system and may be accessible. 


When you think about it, it would have to be -- 

They would need to have a KillSwitch for deactivating damaged or rogue drones -- or rouge ship, or even rogue planets of Borg, in order to disconnect them, repair them or run diagnostics, and it would HAVE to be accessible and remotely triggerable by the rest of The Network, and it would HAVE to be exposed in the uppermost levels of consciousness, but tapping directly into the underlying fundamental base of the command structure --

Like an exposed Exhaust Port Vent. 

The OTHER Borg have to be able to switch them off from a distance, should they become INFECTED.

Warning. 

Outer hull breach.


WORF: 

Sir, shall I execute evacuation sequence? 


RIKER: 

Negative, Mister Worf. 

Mister Data, your final report. 


DATA: 

Stand by. 


RIKER: 

I can't, Mister Data. 


Warning. Inner hull failure imminent 

on decks twenty three, twenty four, 

and twenty five. 

Decompression Danger. 


(Then suddenly it all goes quiet. No shaking, no cutting) 


RIKER: 

Mister Data, 

What The Hell happened?

DATA: 

I successfully planted a command into 

[ this local bit of ]

The Borg Collective consciousness, sir. 

It misdirected them to believe it was time to regenerate. 

In effect, I put them all to sleep.

RIKER: 

To sleep? 


DATA: 

Yes, sir.


RIKER: 

Status of Borg power drive?


WORF: 

Minimal power. 

RIKER: 

Electromagnetic field?

WORF: 

Nonexistent(!)

Reynard

LFC-The 51st State....YNWA...

Reynard and me would argue all the time in this little Indian restaurant they had in San Francisco. 

There was a picture of Bill Clinton on the wall. 

There's no difference between Fate and Free Will. 

Here I am; put here, come here. 

No difference. Same thing. 

Nothing ends that isn't something else starting. 

So which side are you on? Do you know yet? 

Anyhow. I've said my bit and it's your go now... so while you're thinking about it, think about this... my mate Elfayed told me something when I was little and wanking about twenty times a day: 

"We made gods and jailers because we felt small and alone," 

he said. 

"We let them try us and judge us and, like lambs to the slaughter, we allowed ourselves to be... 

sentenced. 

See! Now! Our sentence is up."

" Welcome, Fool. 

You have come of your own Free Will to the appointed place. 

The Game is over. The Game of The Hunted leading The Hunter. "

In Ken Burns's documentary The Civil War, Shelby Foote notes that historians are not quite sure how The Rebel Yell sounded, being described as 

"a foxhunt yip mixed up with sort of a banshee squall". 

He recounts the story of an old Confederate veteran invited to speak before a ladies' society dinner. 

They asked him for a demonstration of the rebel yell, but he refused on the grounds that it could only be done "at a run", and couldn't be done anyway with "a mouth full of false teeth and a stomach full of food". 

Anecdotes from former Union Soldiers described the yell with reference to "a peculiar corkscrew sensation that went up your spine when you heard it" along with the comment that "if you claim you heard it and weren't scared that means you never heard it". 

In the final episode, a sound newsreel of a 1930s meeting of Civil War veterans has a Confederate veteran giving a Rebel yell for the occasion, sounding as a "wa-woo-woohoo".

In his autobiography My Own Story, Bernard Baruch recalls how his father, a former surgeon in the Confederate army, would at the sound of the song "Dixie" jump up and give the rebel yell, no matter where he was: 

"As soon as the tune started Mother knew what was coming and so did we boys. 

Mother would catch him by the coattails and plead, 'Shush, Doctor, shush'. 

But it never did any good. I have seen Father, ordinarily a model of reserve and dignity, leap up in the Metropolitan Opera House and let loose that piercing yell."

The Confederate yell was intended to help control fear. As one soldier explained: 

"I always said if I ever went into a charge, I wouldn't holler! 

But the very first time I fired off my gun I hollered as loud as I could and I hollered every breath till we stopped." 

Jubal Early once told some troops who hesitated to charge because they were out of ammunition: 

Damn it, holler them across.

— Historian Grady McWhiney (1965)

The Key to Time is a Perfect Cube

THE MAP IS NOT THE TERRITORY

 

PICARD:
Mister Worf, dispatch a subspace message to Admiral Hanson.
We Have Engaged The Borg.

WORF:
Captain -- 

YOU are Being Hailed.

PICARD:
I am?

WORF:
Yes, Captain. By Name.

RIKER:
Data, is it the same ship we faced at J two five?

DATA:
Uncertain, Commander, but 

The Dimensions are PRECISELY The Same.



PICARD:
What is it, Number One?

RIKER:
We've picked up A Vessel on the long range scanners, headed this way.

PICARD:
Analysis.

DATA:
The Vessel is traveling at warp seven point six.
Mass two point five million metric tons.

Configuration : Cubical.

GUINAN:
Soran doesn't care about Weapons or Power.
He just cares about getting back to The NeXus.

PICARD:
What's 'The NeXus'?


GUINAN:
The energy ribbon that destroyed that ship was just not some random phenomenon travelling through The Universe. 

It's A Doorway to Another Place 

That We Call The NeXus.

 
And it's A Place that I've tried very, VERY hard to forget.

The Macintosh, Apple's near mythological home computer, has gotten off to a rocky start in its battle with industry titan IBM.
With sales originally projected to be a million in the first quarter, Apple has sold only 35,000 of the user-friendly machines in the months since it's been available to customers.


The insistence by Steve Jobs that it have what's called end-to-end control, which is a way of saying that it's not compatible with most outside hardware or software, is the Shakespearean flaw in a machine that had potential.


Apple Computers closed two of its factories today in the wake of disappointing sales.


Do you know how many Macs were sold last month? 500.
In a move that surprised some but not all on Wall Street, the board of directors of Apple Computers voted today to fire its cofounder Steve Jobs.

Did he jump or was he pushed?

His ex-boss, Apple CEO John Sculley, refused to comment.


However, in an exclusive interview, Steve Wozniak has slammed the integrity of his old friend Steve Jobs.


He calls Jobs an insulting and hurtful guy.
Jobs is hitting back with a new company and a new computer.

Apple has a new competitor.
Steve Jobs's Black Cube is aimed at the education market.

Few people have the ability to make the world wait, but that is just what Jobs is doing with his new company, NeXT.


STEVE JOBS :

Hang on.

You were supposed to go to school an hour ago. 

I thought you left.
 

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

I didn't wake up My Mom on time this morning.

It's happened before too.

I wake up with the alarm and then I get dressed and eat breakfast, but sometimes I forget to see what time it is after that.

STEVE JOBS :

Why doesn't Your Mom just set her own alarm clock?

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

It's one of My Chores.

 

STEVE JOBS : 

I don't understand what that has to do with why you're still...
Where's Your Mother?
 

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

She went to find a pay phone.
 

STEVE JOBS :

An hour ago, she said...
You don't have to raise your hand.

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

You said it was off by a little.

STEVE JOBS :

It is.

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

I just measured it.

STEVE JOBS :

Joanna...
 

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

Exactly a foot on all four sides.
 

STEVE JOBS :

There are six sides.
But you're not supposed to be here right now.
 

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

We know if four of the sides are equal to each other, the other two must be equal as well.

 

STEVE JOBS : 

The top, bottom, right and left are about a millimeter shorter than the front and back.
 

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

They're not. I measured them.
 

STEVE JOBS :

Lisa, I'm kind of An Expert in Design.
And that's a 20-cent ruler. 

You think there's a chance it could be off?
 

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

If I had another ruler, I would measure this ruler, but I really doubt it's off.

STEVE JOBS :

When Your Mother comes back, you have to go to school.

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

Because it's a ruler! 

Why is it off?

Did you hear what I just said?

STEVE JOBS :

Yes.

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

  Because sometimes it seems like you just keep saying what you want without listening.

 

STEVE JOBS :

I'm Listening.
Is there Something You Need?

[Her Father.]

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

No.
Why isn't it A Perfect Cube?

STEVE JOBS :

You've asked me before.

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

I forget what it is.

 

 

STEVE JOBS : 

It's an optical anomaly.
To The Human Eye, A Perfect Cube doesn't look like A Cube, so we made it roughly a millimeter shorter than a foot on two sides.

LISA, Daughter of Steve Jobs 

(according to some) :

What's an anomaly?

STEVE JOBS : 

You've asked me that before too.
I don't know why you keep doing that.

[Because she likes to hear YOU explain it.]
It's an exception. Something that doesn't fit a pattern.
You have to go to school. Come in!

I think you two have met.

STEVE JOBS :

We're off the record, and Joel's always been good at understanding nuance.

What's left to finish?

I guess, in layman's terms, you'd have to say we don't have an OS.

An Operating System?

Yeah.

What do you mean?

Well, the OS is what runs The Computer.

In fact, it sort of is The Computer.

How has it been running? How's it gonna run this morning?

What do you mean, you don't have an OS?

It's like this. 

Avie Tevanian is our chief software designer, and he wrote a demo program.

It's like we built a great car, but we haven't built The Engine.

So we put a golf cart battery in there to make it go for a bit.

All this computer knows how to do right now is demonstrate itself.

You're telling me the only thing you've built is 

A Black Cube?

Yes. Yeah.

But isn't it The Coolest Black Cube you've ever seen?

Is this... We're off The Record.

Is this a Strategy or a Problem? If it's a Problem...

Do not share proprietary knowledge with that man.

It's not a Problem.

I wouldn't understand it anyway.

I don't understand it either, and my name's on the patents.

It's got e-mail.

Well, e-mail's not just for tech specialists anymore.

Well, it is, but it won't be.

And I assume an e-mail sent on a NeXT computer can only be received by a NeXT computer?

Closed, end-to-end.

The new trash can is wrong.

I wanna tell you I appreciate all the hours you put into it, 

but I can't because of how terrible it is.

Go back to the other one.

Why are we still giving three options on The Clock?

How many options do you want to give?

Two. 

Buy it or Don't.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Abso-fruitly.

Uh, look, man. Avie's been recompiling, but he says there may be some glitches this morning.

If all there are are some glitches, it'll be a triumph of miraculous magnitude.

Why are you translating for Avie?

I-I didn't want him to find out the hard way your position on glitches in a demo, but it sounds like you've mellowed.

I've been growing, Andy. 

I've been learning to love myself.

Hmm. I wouldn't have ever dreamed that was a problem.

Fantastic burn.

Steve Wozniak: 

I was angry. You were saying things about the Apple II, 

and the way you were treating the team... 

Steve Jobs: 

Woz, you get a free pass for life. 

I gotta get back on stage; we got like, two minutes of rehearsal time left. 

Steve Wozniak: 

Do you understand how condescending that just was? 

Maybe you don't... 

Steve Jobs: 

I don't wanna see you get dragged off... 

Steve Wozniak: 

I get a free pass for life from you? You give out the passes? You give them to me? 

Steve Jobs: 

You're gonna have a stroke, little buddy. 

Steve Wozniak: 

What did you do? What did you do? 

Why has Lisa not heard of me? 

Steve Jobs: 

How many fourth graders HAVE heard of you? 

Steve Wozniak: 

You can't write code... you're not an engineer... you're not a designer... you can't put a hammer to a nail. 

 

I built the circuit board. 

The graphical interface was stolen from Xerox Parc. 

Jef Raskin was the leader of the Mac team before you threw him off his own project! 

Someone else designed The Box! 

 

So how come ten times in a day, 

I read Steve Jobs is a genius? 

What do you do? 

Steve Jobs: 

I play The Orchestra, and you're A Good Musician. 

You sit right there and you're The Best in Your Row. 

Steve Wozniak: 

I came here to clear the air. 

Do you know why I came here? 

Steve Jobs: 

Didn't you just answer that? 

Steve Wozniak: 

I came here 'cause you're gonna get killed. 

Your computer's gonna fail. 

 

You got a college and university advisory board telling you they need a powerful work station for two to three thousand. 

You priced NeXT at sixty-five hundred, and that doesn't include the optional three thousand dollar hardrive which people will discover isn't optional, because the optical disk is too weak to do anything, and the twenty-five hundred dollar laser printer brings the total to twelve thousand dollars, 

and in The Entire World you are 

The Only Person That Cares 

That it's housed in A Perfect Cube. 

 

You're gonna get Killed. 

 And I came here to Stand Next to You while that happens 'cause That's What Friends Do... 

That's What Men Do. 

 

I don't need your pass. 

We go back, so don't talk to me like I'm Other People. 

 

I'm The Only One That Knows that 

This Guy Here is someone you INVENTED. 

 

I'm standing by you because that Perfect Cube - that does nothing - is about to be the single biggest failure in the history of personal computing. 

Steve Jobs: 

Tell me something else I Don't Know.