Alphaville Page #10
Those you call mutants...
...form a race superior...
...to ordinary men...
...whom we have almost eliminated.
Unthinkable.
An entire race cannot
be destroyed.
I shall calculate...
...so that failure...
...is impossible.
is possible.
Everything that I project
shall be accomplished.
Don't be so sure;
I have a secret, too.
What is your secret?
Tell me, Mr. Caution.
Something which never changes,
day or night.
The past represents its future,
it advances in a straight line,
yet it ends by coming
full circle.
I won't tell you.
Several of my circuits...
...are looking for the solution
to your riddle.
I will find it.
If you find it, you will
destroy yourself simultaneously,
because you will become
my kin, my brother.
Those who are not born,
do not weep...
...and do not regret.
Thus it is logical
to condemn you to death.
F*** yourself with your logic.
My judgement is just...
...and I am working for the
universal good.
If you plan to drive us from
the other galaxies, you'll fail.
You will not leave;
the exit is blocked.
We'll see.
Professor Vonbraun - do you
know where he lives?
Central Palace, South Zone,
behind Raw Materials Station.
Let's go.
Don't budge.
That way I'm sure you will
keep your word.
Out! Out!
No journalists!
You know "journalist" and "justice"
both begin with the same letter?
Tell your boss.
What can I do for you,
Mister Caution?
News travels fast here.
Because we're very rapidly
entering Light Civilization.
At about 300.000 kilometers
per second.
I'm returning to the Outlands.
Come with me.
Stay with us, Mister Caution.
When the war's over I'll put you
You will have gold and women.
We are mastering a science
so fantastic
that the old American and
Russian control of atomic force
will seem pathetic.
I see.
You oppose my moral, even
supernatural, sense of vocation
with a simple physical
and mental existence,
easily controllable
by technicians.
Your ideas are strange,
Mr. Caution.
Some years ago,
in the Age of Ideas
yours would have been called
sublime ideas.
Look at yourself. Men of your type
will soon be extinct.
You'll become something
worse than dead.
You'll become a legend,
Mr. Caution.
Yes, I'm afraid of death
that's a fact of life, like whisky.
And I've drunk that all my life.
You never want to see
the Outlands again, Professor?
Goodbye, Mister Caution.
terrible examples to those...
...who see the world
as theater...
...when technical power
and its triumph...
...is the only act
in their repertoire.
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