Wozniak's Cave

I sat in a fucking garage with Wozniak and invented The Future.

Because artists lead and hacks ask for a show of hands.

JOBS :

There wasn't a single fight you lost.

WOZ :

Do you concede the slots are the reason for the success of the Apple II?

JOBS :

We can't still be talking about the slots.

WOZ :

I have a point.

JOBS :

It's been seven years. 

You're still doing it. 

You're talking about the slots.

There's something wrong with you.

This argument started in The Garage.

WOZ :

What are you talking about? 

Why would you only want two slots?

JOBS :

A printer and a modem.

WOZ :

With eight slots, you...

This is a huge deal that we were able to add eight slots.

JOBS :

I appreciate the engineering, but it's not what we're doing.

WOZ :

And Thank God I won that argument...

JOBS :

 Woz.

WOZ :

Because the open system is what people love about the machine, and it's why it sold and still sells.

JOBS :

An open system. 

We're not doing an open system.

WOZ :

Of course we are. 

That's what people want, and the breakthrough on the Apple II...

JOBS :

People don't know what they want until you show it to them.

WOZ :

Serious users want to customize. 

They wanna modify. They wanna jack it up.

They want hardware engineers like me to expand its capabilities, okay?

Keyboards for music, better sound board, better display boards, improved memory cards.

And it's why there are 3,000 people here right now.

The slots are what allowed the Apple II to run, for just one example, VisiCalc, which from my guess single-handedly sold

between 200,000 and 300,000 machines.

They want slots.

JOBS :

 They don't get a vote.

When Dylan wrote "Shelter from the Storm," he didn't ask people to contribute to the lyrics.

Plays don't stop so the playwright can ask the audience what scene they'd like to see next.

 Painters...

WOZ :

Hobbyists...

JOBS :

We're on the verge of a tectonic... Hobbyists?

A printer and a modem. Two slots.

The Apple II team has my affection, but I'm not loving up a seven-year-old product at the Mac launch.

WOZ :

Computers aren't paintings.

JOBS :

Fuck you.

I'm gonna say "fuck you" every time you say that until you either die or stop saying it.

WOZ :

Steve...

JOBS :

Try it.

Steve.

JOBS :

Say it.

WOZ :

“Computers aren't paintings.”

JOBS :

Fuck you.

Yes, they are, and what I want is a closed system.

End-to-End Control. 

Completely incompatible with anything.

WOZ :

Computers aren't supposed to have human flaws– 

I'm not going to build this one with yours.

 

Family of Origin Issues

Time’s Champion : 

Ah. What are you going to do with her? 

KATHLEEN: 

Oh, something will turn up. 

One of the girls has gone to ask her sister if Audrey can stay with her for a few days till I sort something out. 

Do you have any family yourself? 

Time’s Champion : 

— I don't know. 

KATHLEEN: 

Oh, I'm sorry. It's the war, isn't it? 

It must be terrible not knowing. 

Time’s Champion : 

Yes.

“Goodbye, Susan — Goodbye, My Dear....”

(Ace sits down by The Rev. Mr. Wainwright, a man whose care-worn countenance betrays the deep inner turmoil going on within the creases of his troubled brow.) 

ACE : 

Funny church, this, isn't it? 

Rev. Mr. WAINWRIGHT : 

I was just remembering when I was a child. 

My Father was The Vicar here then. 

It seemed such a warm, friendly place in those days. 

ACE : 

Things always look different when you're a child. 

Rev. Mr. WAINWRIGHT : 

Now I stand in The Church every Sunday, I see all the faces looking up at me, waiting for me to give them something to believe in. 

ACE : 

Don't you believe in anything? 

Rev. WAINWRIGHT: 

I used to believe there was Good in The World, 

Hope for The Future. 

ACE: 

The Future's not so bad —

(catches his eye)

Have Faith in Me.

Orion: 

Okay, stop. I don't care how it's been for you. 
This ain't about us commiserating with each other. 
This is about you making things right.

AARON: 

This how you talk to your dad?

Orion :

I don't know cos he ain't been around. 

So don't come walking back in demanding respect, 
'cos that ain't where we are.

AARON: 

What do you need me to say, hmm? 

Because I want to say it.

Orion: 

Okay. You say,

‘Ryan,  I'm sorry. 

I've messed up. 

I haven't been good enough. 

I've let you down a lot. 

And I know that's made Life hard for you. 

And if it meant that over the years, you ever felt lonely or abandoned or didn't know Where to Turn or Who to Talk to or How to Be. 

Then I'm sorry. Cos... 

'Cos you mustn't ever think that you didn't deserve my love.’

AARON: 

You didn't ever think that..? 

Orion :

Yeah. Why wouldn't you? 

[Maidens Point]

ACE : 

I don't love her!
 She's My Mum — ! 

....and I don't love her! 

What's wrong with me? 

Why can't I stop hating her? 

Time’s Champion : 

You Loved The Baby —

ACE: 

But I didn't KNOW she was My Mum! 

Time’s Champion : 

Love+Hate — Frightening Feelings.

Especially when they're trapped struggling beneath The Surface. 

Don't Be Frightened of The Water. 

(Ace pulls off her snood and dives in, fully clothed)

[Underwater]

KATHLEEN [OC]: 

Audrey. It's all right, darling. 

ACE [OC]: 

I'll Always Love You. 

I'll Always Love You. 

I'll Always Love You. 

KATHLEEN [OC]: 

It's all right, darling. 

It's all right, darling. 

ACE [OC] :

I'll Always Love You. 

[Maidens Point]

(Ace splashes ashore.) 

ACE: 

I'm Not Scared Now. 

(They walk back up the shingle to the warning sign, arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder) 

ACE: 

Dangerous Undercurrents, Doctor? 

Time’s Champion : 

Not anymore — Niet!