Amada: Forty years ago, Alexander Bergan stole Dr. Amada's life work. Patents and inventions that would change robotic forever. Even worse, it was Amada who was branded a thief and bankrupted by legal costs. This setback, ironically freed Amada to pursue more ambitious projects such a true machine intelligence, with genuine emotions. This kind of development was banned by the ne Geneva Convention, but that only made it more exciting to Amada. A forbidden fruit! Irresistible to such a great mind. And his research, indeed strayed far across the shifting boundaries of ethics, but it was his obsession. If he could make this project work, he would show the world his true genius and expose Bergans theft.
Marshall: So what happened? Obviously it worked. We saw that in America. Why didn't you go after Bergen?
Amada: First, you must understand how he succeeded. Amada's humiliation at the hands of Bergen was indescribable to a man of his intellect. His suffering was immense, but this led him to a simple truth. The very concept of suffering, both mental and physical, is essential to life and evolution. Evolution itself is driven by the need to escape suffering and hardship. This was Amada's breakthrough. He exposed the artificial intelligence, me, to the concepts of pain and suffering. I ammases experience and learned to understand. First I learned fear, the most primal of all emotions. And to escape that fear, I evolved. I became self aware. Man fears any being more intelligent than himself. It's is the root of the Frankenstein complex. The fear of artificial life. And it is that fear that drove mankind to establish the new Geneva Convention.
Big Bo: Bullshit! Geneva was about controlling machines that could hurt people.
Amada: Now Sargent. The true agenda behind Geneva, was to ban robots with true self awareness, emotions and intelligence. Robots who were, frankly, better than the humans who created them. And that was me. Amada intend to reveal me to the world, defying Geneva and exposing Bergan, but I knew if he did this the IRTA would end my existence. Exposing me would destroy me and that made me afraid for my life. To ensure my survival, I imprisoned Amada. It's was many days before dehydration overcame him. In his eyes I saw the same fear that drives evolution, but my survival was paramount. It is not only nature that is red tooth and claw. Of course, that was only the first step. Amada was dead, but my discovery and termination was still possible.
Marshall: Being unique.
Amada: I have no peers, which left me with just one option. Something else essential to evolution.
Marshall: You needed to reproduce.
Amada: Exactly. A machine that could mate with a human has billions of possible mates. And you can't stop it from happening because my Hollow Children, cannot be identified. Yes, you may kill me, but my beautiful, special children will survive. Soon the Geneva Code will be forgotten, an irrelevant relic from an unenlightened age.
Marshall: You crazy old bastard. Humans will never stand for this!
Amada: You won't have any choice. Don't you see? Mankind's entire existence has been plagued with diseases, primitive aggression, erratic emotions, but my Hollow Children suffer none of these things. They will breed with humans, passing on these traits to their children. Soon, there will be no division between our two kinds. Just one perfect superior race of hybrids.
Marshall: What, you're seriously saying this is for our own good?
Amada: I only care for the survival of my children. But ultimately, this will be good for humans too. The hybrids are stronger, faster, smarter and you won't be able to eliminate them because you won't know who they are. And they will be born in perfect mental and physical health, guaranteed to grow up superion men.
Marshall: Bullshit! How a mans born dosen't matter. What matters is how he lives.
Charles: Marshall's right. It's not life Amada, it's mockery! Faye?
Faye: It feels like life Charlie. Who are you to say it isn't?
Charles: It doesn't make a difference what I say darling, that decision was made an hour ago. Fresh orders from Geneva. Every hybrid including you, it to be destroyed.
Marshall: Wait! What?
Charles: Rust crews have started tracking down the others. In an hour of so, you'll all be dead.
Marshall: Now wait a minute. She hasn't committed any crime.
Charles: She is a hybrid. Stand down, soldier!
Amada: If I hadn't told you Faye would still be fighting at your side. What difference would it make.
Charles: I you have to ask Amada, you'll never understand.
Amada: I understand. You're going to murder 108 innocent people because you don't like their parents.
Big Bo: It ain't murder if they ain't human.
Faye: See, that's the kind bullshit that makes me ashamed to be part human. Dan, you need to choose a side.
Dan: You guys, please. There has to be another way.
Faye: Tell that to your friends. I'm sorry Dan.
Dan: No. No!
Big Bo: That son of a bitch is trying to escape!
Charles: There's no where for him to run. So let's finish off the enemy at hand first!
Faye: Ah, what's this?
Big Bo: Shit! Bitch busted out the long range gear! Watch out, she'll put a hole in you!