A.I.

A.I. quotes

34 total quotes (ID: 669)

David
Dr. Know
Gigolo Joe
Monica
Multiple Characters
Professor Hobby


Patricia in mirrored room: I'm afraid.
Gigolo Joe: Of me?
Patricia in mirrored room: Yes.
Gigolo Joe: That I will hurt you?
Patricia in mirrored room: Yes.
Gigolo Joe: I think... you're afraid of letting go. I think you're afraid of happiness. And this is starting to excite me. Are you afraid of seeing the stars, Patricia? I can show you how to reach them.
Patricia in mirrored room: I'm afraid of what you've got under there. May I see what it looks like first?
Gigolo Joe: Is this your first time... with something like me?
Patricia in mirrored room: I've never been with Mecha.
Gigolo Joe: That makes two of us.
Patricia in mirrored room: I'm afraid it will hurt.
Gigolo Joe: Patricia... once you've had a lover-robot you'll never want a real man again. Are these the wounds of passion?
Patricia in mirrored room: Do you hear that music?
Gigolo Joe: You... are a goddess, Patricia. You wind me up inside. But you deserve so much better in your life. You deserve... me.


Female colleague: It occurs to me with all this animus existing against Mechas today it isn't just a question of creating a robot that can love. Isn't the real conundrum, can you get a human to love them back?
Professor Hobby: Ours will be a perfect child caught in a freezeframe. Always loving, never ill, never changing. With all the childless couples yearning in vain for a license our Mecha will not only open up a new market but fill a great human need.
Female colleague: But you haven't answered my question. If a robot could genuinely love a person what responsibility does that person hold toward that Mecha in return? It's a moral question, isn't it?
Professor Hobby: The oldest one of all. But in the beginning, didn't God create Adam to love him?

Come away O human child/ To the waters and the wild/ With a fairy hand in hand/ For the world's more full of weeping/ Than you can understand.

Gigolo Joe: Are you in trouble? Have you run away from someone?
David: My mother told me to run away.
Gigolo Joe: Why did she say that?
David: I guess because Henry didn't like me.
Gigolo Joe: Why was that?
David: Martin came home. After I find the Blue Fairy then I can go home. Mommy will love a real boy. The Blue Fairy will make me into one.
Gigolo Joe: Is Blue Fairy Mecha, Orga, man or woman?
David: Woman.
Gigolo Joe: Woman? I know women! They sometimes ask for me by name. I know all about women. About as much as there is to know. No two are ever alike, And after they've met me, no two are ever the same. And I know where most of them can be found.
David: Where?
Gigolo Joe: Rouge City. Across the Delaware. Too far for our feet. We'll need help to get there. And it's not without peril. We will have to journey towards the moon.
David: Are there many women in Rouge City?
Gigolo Joe: As there are stars at night.
David: How do we find just one?
Gigolo Joe: We will ask Dr. Know. There is nothing he doesn't. Exactly what name do you give this woman?
David: She is just Blue Fairy.
Gigolo Joe: Blue Fairy. In the world of Orga, blue is the color of melancholy. Yet the services I provide will put a blush back on anyone's cheek. I will change the color of your fairy for you. She will scream out: "Oh, yes! Oh, God! Oh, yes! Oh, God! Oh, God!". She will make you a real boy for I will make her a real woman and all will be right with the world because you held my hand and saved my brain so that once again my customers my ask for me by name: "Gigolo Joe, whaddaya know?".

Monica: You won't understand the reasons but I have to leave you here.
David: Is it a game?
Monica: No.
David: When will you come back for me?
Monica: I'm not, David. You'll have to be here by yourself.
David: Alone?
Monica: With Teddy.
David: No. No, no, no! No, Mommy, please! No, no. Please, Mommy.
Monica: They would destroy you, David!
David: I'm sorry I broke myself. I'm so sorry I cut your hair off. I'm sorry I hurt Martin.
Monica: I have to go. I have to go! Stop it! I have to go now.
David: Mommy, don't! Mommy, if Pinocchio became real and I become a real boy can I come home?
Monica: That's just a story.
David: But a story tells what happens.
Monica: Stories are not real! You're not real! Now, look. Take this, alright? Don't let anyone see how much it is. Look. Don't go that way. Go anywhere but that way or they'll catch you. Don't ever let them catch you! Listen, stay away from Flesh Fairs, away from where there are lots of people. Stay away from all people. Only others like you, only Mecha are safe!
David: Why do you want to leave me? Why? I'm sorry I'm not real. If you let me, I'll be so real for you!
Monica: Let go, David! Let go! I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the world.

Narrator: Those were the years when the icecaps melted due to the greenhouse gases and the oceans had risen and drowned so many cities along all the shorelines of the world. Amsterdam, Venice, New York forever lost. Millions of people were displaced. Climate became chaotic. Hundreds of millions of people starved in poorer countries. Elsewhere a high degree of prosperity survived when most governments in the developed world introduced legal sanctions to license pregnancies. Which was why robots, who were never hungry and did not consume resources beyond those of their first manufacture were so essential an economic link in the chain mail society.

[repeated line] Gigolo Joe, whaddaya know?

Lord Johnson-Johnson: He who is without "sim", cast the first stone.

David: Mommy? Will you die?
Monica: Well, one day, David, yes, I will.
David: I'll be alone.
Monica: Don't worry yourself so.
David: How long will you live?
Monica: For ages. For 50 years.
David: I love you, Mommy. I hope you never die. Never.

Junky Mecha: Would you be so kind and shut down my pain receivers?

Gigolo Joe: Miss Bevins, it's Joe, at your service. I've been counting the seconds since last we met. Have you been crying, Samantha? I found a tear.
The murderer: Hey Joe, what do you know? How many seconds has it been since the last time you two were together?
Gigolo Joe: 255,133.
The murderer: Goodbye, Sam, and never forget: you killed me first.
Gigolo Joe: I'm in bad trouble.

[to David] I do love you, you know. [whispers] I have always loved you.

David: What's for dinner tonight?
Monica: You know you don't eat.
David: Yes. But I like sitting at the table.

Teddy: I am not a toy!

Teddy: Now we run!