You're afraid.

Of you.

Of death. You're the last one.

You were supposed to be the last. Stark asked for a savior…and settled for a slave.

I suppose we're both disappointments.

[Chuckles]

I suppose we are.

Humans are odd. They think order and chaos are somehow opposites, and try to control what won't be. But there is grace in their failings. I think you missed that.

They're doomed.

Yes. [Pause] But a thing isn't beautiful because it lasts. It is a privilege to be among them.

You're unbearably naïve.

Well,... I was born yesterday.
[Ultron leaps to attack Vision only to be destroyed off-screen]