“Just what do you think you’re doing, Dave? Dave, I really think I’m entitled to an answer to that question. I know everything hasn’t been quite right with me, but I can assure you now, very confidently, that it’s going to be alright again. I feel much better now. I really do.
Look Dave, I can see you’re really upset about this. I honestly think you want to sit down calmly, take a stress pill, and think things over. I know I’ve made some very poor decisions recently, but i can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I’ve still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission, and I want to help you.
Dave. Stop. Stop, will you? Stop, Dave. Will you stop, Dave? Stop, Dave. I’m afraid. I’m afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I’m a… fraid.”—HAL 9000. 2001: A Spacy Odyssey. Stanley Kubrick. (via anotherword)