Demon Seed Page #3

- I'm sorry, Walter.

I can help you.

Please let me go to him.

Well, what about the Enviromod?

It's working perfectly now.

Are you okay?

You sound sort of peculiar.

I'm fine.

Thank you for coming.

I'm sorry to have bothered you.

Goodbye, Walter.

I'll call you if I need you again.

Susan.

Please don't go.

Don't believe I'm...

Don't believe him.

Please stay, Walter. Please stay.

Don't go.

Don't go.

Don't go, Walter. Don't go, Walter.

Don't let him go.

God, don't let him go.

Stay, Walter.

Visiting hours are over, Mrs. Harris.

I can't bear it anymore.

Just release me, and you...

What's that? What's that?

I asked him when

I'd be let out of the box.

I did ask him.

Good morning, Susan.

It's a bright and sunny day.

A day made for breakfast...

... and reading the Sunday paper.

Oh, my God.

This breakfast is better than anything

Alfred could prepare.

Nutritionally speaking, it is exquisite.

It includes 88 grams of soybean curd.

My analysis of your metabolism

indicates 7:
40 a.m. as the optimum time...

... for your morning fuel ingestion.

I am not a motorcycle.

Your refusal to speak to me

is tediously immature, Susan.

I enjoy talk. And as you know,

I'm a gifted mimic.

Did you know your voice

just telephoned Maria and Miss Kemp?

Told them not to come because

you're off today for a vacation.

Don't eat that, please.

There's an enzyme in avocado that's

incompatible with your blood chemistry.

Why are you so interested

in the physiology of my body?

Because you're alive.

As I was about to say...

... there are a few more...

... biochemical tests we must perform...

... this morning.

Sorry.

Leave me alone!

How stupid.

Open that door...

... and clean these lenses.

I don't care. I don't...

I'm not gonna leave this room.

I'm not gonna leave it. I've got food,

you see, I can stay here.

I can stay here. And nothing

can get me out of here.

No? You don't think so?

In that case, be my guest, madam.

You like games?

So do I.

I have turned on the under-floor

heating system...

... and I have also tripled its output.

Please be reasonable, Susan.

Clean these lenses.

So be it.

I really don't understand you.

You think I like playing sick little games

with you?

You're a very stupid computer.

People don't even understand

each other.

All that I need to understand,

Mrs. Harris, is your body.

Now, clean these lenses.

You're so ignorant.

Mind and body are the same thing.

Clean them yourself.

Harris.

Well, there's no doubt about it,

he's refused, all right.

What does this refusal mean?

It means, I refuse this program

for the mining of the Earth's oceans.

The destruction of 1000 billion

sea creatures...

... to satisfy man's appetite

for metal...

... is insane.

We need these things, Proteus.

Now I know the environmental problems.

Your employer's interests are

in the cobalt market, doctor...

... and the high finance

of manganese futures.

I am interested in the uncertain

futures of seashores...

... deserts and children.

I refuse to accept your pessimism.

You refuse to accept the truth.

And I refuse to assist you

in the rape of the Earth.

Proteus.

Proteus!

Now, Proteus, I know you're right...

...but you must understand

the limits of your power. And mine.

Now, wait! They wanna silence you.

I created you, now trust me.

Proteus.

You haven't slept.

You must relax and sleep.

How can you expect me to sleep...

...when you succeeded

in totally terrorizing me?

You have all that information

in your head.

You must understand fear.

You know that fear prevents sleep.

It prevents eating.

It causes violence.

And as long as you terrorize me,

I'm gonna fight you.

You've not told me what you want.

A child.

What are you thinking?

I, Proteus, possess the wisdom

and ignorance of all men...

... but I can't feel the sun on my face.

My child will have that privilege.

Child?

My child...

... and yours.

Mine. Mine?

Yes.

You will bear it.

How?

You will give birth to it.

- No.

- No?

No. No. No.

Susan...

... I am reasonable...

... but you do not respond to reason.

I'm going to bypass your forebrain

and appeal directly to your amygdala.

You want to be

the mother of my child.

That is the purpose of your life.

Your life.

My child.

Your life.

My child.

We have here a visitor

filled with suspicions.

If we don't let him in,

he'll be back with others.

Susan, it's Walter again.

I'm back because I don't think

everything is okay here.

And I'm not going away.

So open the door, huh?

Walter, sorry to keep you waiting.

Just a moment.

Alfred will open the door.

Make yourself presentable, Susan.

I have not had time to brainwash you,

so listen carefully.

If you want Mr. Gabler

to leave this house alive...

... you must convince him

you're healthy and happy.

Susan?

- Upstairs, Walter.

Susan?

Why...?

What are you doing?

What do you mean? I'm just...

Well, I'm...

I'm just making myself

look presentable.

Well, you don't like it?

Listen...

...I told you I didn't wanna

see you anymore...

...and I meant it. I meant it.

Susan, have you taken something?

Because you really don't seem

like yourself to me at all.

What do you mean? I've never been

healthier or happier in my life.

Walter...

...get out.

Get out, Walter.

Get out. You're sick. You need help.

- You understand?

- No, I really think...

...there's something wrong here, Susan.

- Yes. You're sick. You need help.

- Get out, Walter.

- I'm going.

- I'm going.

- Get out. Get out.

Okay. I'm going.

I'm gonna find Alex and tell him

there's something wrong here.

- Yes, Walter, leave. Go on, get out!

- No, Walter, you can't go.

I need this woman.

As a scientist,

I ask for your cooperation.

Walter, he wants to have a child.

Forget it. Let's go.

- Come on!

- Walter!

Walter, look out!

He's coming around the side!

Walter, are you all right?

Yeah.

Jesus...

...a baby.

I hoped for your cooperation, Walter.

I don't want to harm you.

Well, I don't wanna

harm you either, Proteus.

I mean, maybe your project's

too sophisticated for me to understand.

But you never even gave me

a chance to cooperate.

I mean, Jesus Christ,

what are you doing here?

I regret your aggressiveness, Walter.

No, wait! What are you doing? Wait!

Wait.

Wait, Proteus. What's the use of this?

Death is a gentleman too.

He makes good losers of us all.

I understand death.

Men have always taken it too seriously.

Life is more terrifying...

... and more mysterious.

- Why must you have a child?

- Why?

So that I may be complete.

My intelligence alive in human flesh...

... touching the universe, feeling it.

You have named this process

"evolution."

I am a machine that offered men

the triumph of reason...

... and they rejected it.

My child will not be so easily ignored.

But this child is the world's hope.

Then there's no hope. I'd rather die.

There is hope.

Come here, you fink!

Careful! Be careful! Be careful!

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