We bred ourselves into castes. Some to be our eyes and ears, others to be our muscles and sinews...
You mean your hunters?
Yes. Bred to be predators, but bred also to be controlled. You see, my caste concentrated on expanding our cerebral abilities.
You control their thoughts?
Not just theirs.
[realises]
The Eloi. So it's not enough that you hunt them down like animals?
That's their role here.
To be your food?!
Yes. And for those who are suitable, to be breeding vessels for our other colonies. [indicates Mara in her cage] You see, I am just one of many.
I don't understand how you can sit there and speak so coldly about this. [the Uber-Morlock rises] Have you not considered the human cost of what it is your are doing?
We all pay a price...Alexander. [other Morlocks roar in the distance] Don't worry, you're safe. I control them. Without that control, they would exhaust the food supply in a matter of months.
Food supply?! They're human beings!
Who are you to question 800,000 years of evolution?
This is a perversion of every natural law!
[grabs him by the throat]
And what is time travel... but your pathetic attempt to control the world around you?! Your futile effort to have a question answered?!
