Mr. Robot (TV series)

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Mr. Robot (2015–) is an American USA Network drama about a young computer programmer and hacker Elliot Alderson (Rami Malek) who suffers from social anxiety and depression and is recruited into a hacktivist group by a mysterious anarchist known as "Mr. Robot" (Christian Slater). The group aims to cancel almost of all of the world's debts by attacking the massive conglomerate E Corp.

Season 1[edit] [1.1][edit]

Elliot: Hello friend. Hello friend? That's lame. Maybe I should give you a name. But that's a slippery slope, you're only in my head, we have to remember that. Shit, this actually happened, I'm talking to an imaginary person. What I'm about to tell you is top secret. A conspiracy bigger than all of us. There's a powerful group of people out there that are secretly running the world. I'm talking about the guys no one knows about, the ones that are invisible. The top 1% of the top 1%, the guys that play God without permission. And now I think they're following me.

Krista Gordon: What is it about society that disappoints you so much?
Elliot Alderson: Oh, I don't know. Is it that we collectively thought Steve Jobs was a great man, even when we knew he made billions off the backs of children? Or maybe it's that it feels like all our heroes are counterfeit. The world itself's just one big hoax. Spamming each other with our burning commentary of bullshit masquerading as insight. Our social media faking as intimacy. Or is it that we voted for this? Not with our rigged elections, but with our things. Our property. Our money. I'm not saying anything new. We all know why we do this. Not because Hunger Games books makes us happy. But because we wanna be sedated. Because it's painful not to pretend. Because we're cowards. Fuck society.

Mr. Robot: My dad was a petty thief. Never could hold down a job. So he just robbed. Convenience stores, shops. Small-time stuff. One time, he sat me down. He told me something I never forgot. He said, "Everyone steals. That's how it works. You think people out there are getting exactly what they deserve? No. They're getting paid over or under, but someone in the chain always gets bamboozled. I steal, son. But I don't get caught. That's my contract with society. Now, if you can catch me stealing, then I'll go to jail. But if you can't then I've earned the money." I respected that man. I thought that shit was cool, as a little kid. A few years after that, they finally caught him. Sent him to jail. He dies five years later. My respect goes with him. I thought he was free doing what he did, but he wasn't. He was in prison. Just like you are now, Elliot. But I'm gonna break you out.

Mr. Robot: Money hasn't been real since we got off the gold standard. It's become virtual. Software, the operating system of our world. And, Elliot, we are on the verge of taking down this virtual reality. Think about it. What if you could take down one conglomerate? A conglomerate so deeply entrenched in the world's economy that "too big to fail" doesn't even come close to describing it?

Elliot Alderson: I'm good at reading people. My secret: I look for the worst in them.

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Tyrell Wellick: "Give a man a gun and he can rob a bank, but give a man a bank, and he can rob the world." It's a bit of a silly expression, actually. A little reductive, but still I like it, for the same reason most people hate it, because to me it means that power belongs to the people that take it. Nothing to do with their hard work, strong ambitions, or rightful qualifications, no. The actual will to take is often the only thing that's necessary.

Darlene: The douche I was dating proposed to me, can you believe? I mean, what an asshole.

Mr. Robot: That neat little ditty was Trenton's idea. She may look innocent, but I'd be careful. She's got some Allah Akbar in her.

Mr. Robot: The world is a dangerous place, Elliot, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.

Fernando Vera: You remind me of me when I was younger, depressed and sullen. Matter of fact, tried to kill myself, a couple of times. Never could get that shit right. Biology wasn't my strong suit. I hated myself, man. Still do. Thought that shit was a weakness for a long time. Then I realized that shit was my power. People walk around, act like they know what hate means. Nah, no one does, until you hate yourself. I mean truly hate yourself. That's power.

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Elliot: This is the world we live in. People relying on each other's mistakes to manipulate one another, use one another, even relate to one another. A warm, messy circle of humanity.

Mr. Robot: People who get violent get that way because they can't communicate.

Elliot: I'm gonna be normal now. Maybe Shayla could even be my girlfriend. I'll go see those stupid Marvel movies with her. I'll join a gym. I'll heart things on Instagram. I'll drink vanilla lattes.

Elliot: Shit. I'm gonna have to let him hug me, aren't I?

Elliot: She's got her own private maze too. Shayla's bug was always elusive to me. Wanting normalcy but stuck in the outer fringes, not knowing how to participate. Just like me.


Qwerty: Don't be shy now. You can come closer. Unsettling I know, your pet beta fish chatting you up. But time's money, Elliot.
Elliot: You need something? Your water, does it need changing?
Qwerty: When you live in a fishbowl, ain't no such thing as change. My entire life's been spent in this thing, my whole world's on your side table. I look around. Same shit, different day. The lighting, the furniture, even the sounds. Always the same. I'm on a loop. And it won't stop unless my life does. I'm exhausted with this world.
Elliot: What can I do? I wanna help.
Qwerty: I think it's pretty obvious. There's really only one thing you can do for a brother in a fish bowl.
Elliot: What is it?
Qwerty: Move him to a god damn window!

Elliot: Daemons. They don't stop working. They are always active. They seduce. They manipulate. They own us. And even though you're with me, even though I created you, it makes no difference. We all must deal with them alone. The best we can hope for...The only silver lining in all of that when we break through, we find a few familiar faces waiting on the other side.

Elliot: There's a saying. The devil's at his strongest when we're looking the other way, like a program running in the background silently, while we're busy doing other shit. Daemons, they call them. They perform action without user interaction. Monitoring, logging, notifications. Primal urges, repressed memories, unconscious habits. They're always there, always active. We can try to make a difference, but it's all bullshit. 'Cause intentions are irrelevants. They don't drive us. Daemons do. And me? I've got more than most.


Elliot: Nothing is actually impenetrable. A place like this says it is, and it's close, but people still built this place. And if you can hack the right person, all of the sudden you have a piece of powerful malware. People always make the best exploits. I've never found it hard to hack most people. If you listen to them, watch them, their vulnerabilities are like a neon sign screwed into their heads.

Romero: I bet you right now some writer's working hard on a TV show that'll mess up this generation's idea of hacker culture.

Tyrell Wellick: Even extraordinary people, and I believe you are, are driven by human banalities. And, unfortunately, we're all human.

Joanna Wellick: Even if they're content or don't want anything, they will. You just have to take away what they already have.

Elliot: My father picked me up from school one day and we played hookey and went to the beach. It was too cold to go in the water so we sat on a blanket and ate pizza. When I got home my sneakers were full of sand and I dumped it on my bedroom floor. I didn't know the difference, I was six. My mother screamed at me for the mess but he wasn't mad. He said that billions of years ago the world's shifting and ocean moving brought that sand to that spot on the beach and then I took it away. Every day he said we change the world. Which is a nice thought until I think about how many days and lifetimes I would need to bring a shoe full of sand home until there is no beach. Until it made a difference to anyone. Every day we change the world. But to change the world in a way that means anything that take more time that most people have. It never happens all at once. It's slow. It's methodical. It's exhausting. We don't all have the stomach for it.


Elliot: I, Elliot Alderson, am flight. I am fear. I am anxiety, terror, panic.

Elliot: I suppose a bullet through the brain is peaceful in its own right.

Mr. Robot: True courage is about being honest with yourself. Especially when it's difficult.

Elliot: Life is so much easier when you're numb.

Elliot: For all his insane and inhumane ideas, he does understand the world. The wild savagery of the world.


Terry Colby: You can ask me anything you want, but at the end of the day money is always going to be better than what you're looking for.

Trenton: Have you ever considered which part of our scheme motivates you? When the Dark Army bailed, you didn't care if pushing a button would bring about an economic revolution. You want momentary anarchy. The others - Mobley likes palling around, Romero wants a whiff of fame. Those reasons depress me.
Darlene: What's the part you want?
Trenton: My parents were born in Iran. They came here like everybody else, for freedom. But my dad works 60hr weeks to determine tax loopholes for a millionaire art dealer. My mom ran up loans into five digits to get an online degree. They won't shut up about how great America is, but they're going to die in debt doing things they never wanted to do.

Elliot: Hackers. We inherently trust no one, including each other. I'll never be able to tell her there will always be this divide, my walls she can't look over...and she knows it.

Whiterose: Every hacker has her fixation. You hack people. I hack time.

Elliot: I hurt Krista. I don't feel good about that. I hope you're not mad at me, but you have to admit she is just like everyone else. Too afraid to peek over their walls for fear of what they might see. Not me. That's what I do. I look.


Tyrell Wellick: How long has this been going on?
Elliot: I don't know.
Tyrell Wellick: And what is it that you're doing exactly?
Elliot: Encrypting all the files, all the Evil Corp's financial records will be impossible to access. The encryption key will self-delete after the process complete.
Tyrell Wellick: What about the backups?
Elliot: I took care of that too. China...
Tyrell Wellick: Steel Mountain? Of course, even when we went redundant.
Elliot: I hacked the AirDream network. I was in all of them.
Tyrell Wellick: You really thought of everything. Who else was involved?
Elliot: Just me.
Tyrell Wellick: Well, now it's you and me. I've always told we'd end up working together, Elliot. But still, I have to know. Why did you do it? What did you hope to accomplish by doing all of this?
Elliot: I don't know. I wanted to save the world.


Elliot: So this is what a revolution looks like? People in expensive clothing running around? Not how I pictured it.

Mr. Robot: I'm only supposed to be your prophet; you're supposed to be my God.

Mr. Robot: Is any of it real? I mean, look at this, look at it! A world built on fantasy! Synthetic emotions in the form of pills! Psychological warfare in the form of advertising! Mind altering chemicals in the form of food! Brainwashing seminars in the form of media! Controlled isolated bubbles in the form of social networks. Real? You want to talk about reality? We haven't lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century! We turned it off, took out the batteries, snacked on a bag of GMOs, while we tossed the remnants into the ever expanding dumpster of the human condition. We live in branded houses, trademarked by corporations, built on bipolar numbers, jumping up and down on digital displays, hypnotizing us into the biggest slumber mankind has ever seen. You'd have to dig pretty deep, kiddo, before you can find anything real. We live in a kingdom of bullshit, that even you have lived in for far too long. So don't tell me about not being real: I'm no less real than the fucking beef patty in your big mac. As far as you concerned, Elliot, I am very real. We are all together now, whether you like it or not.

Season 2[edit][edit]

Elliot: I still don't understand why people like sports. They get emotional over the weirdest things. But I do see the beauty in the rules. The invisible code of chaos hiding behind the menacing face of order.

Leon: Maybe that's the show's point, that shit is just pointless, ya know? Life, love, and the meaning's therein. I tell you, the human condition is a straight up tragedy, cuz.

Elliot: You might not think it's a way to live, but why not? Repeating the same tasks everyday without having to think about them. Isn't that what everybody does - keep things on repeat? To go along with the NCIS's, their Lexapro. Isn't that where it's comfortable - in the sameness?

Mr. Robot: This control you think you have, it's an illusion.

Elliot: How do I take off a mask when it stops being a mask? When it's as much a part of me as I am?

Elliot: We keep fighting. Like the world we unmasked, we will find our true selves again. Maybe, after wiping away the thick, grimy film of Facebook friend requests and vine stars, we can all see the light of day.[edit]

Phillip Price: You see, that is the business model for this great nation of ours. Every day when that market bell rings we con people into believing in something - the American dream, or family values, could be freedom fries for all I care. It doesn't matter, as long as the con works and people buy and sell whatever it is we want them to. If I resign, then any scrap of confidence the public is already clinging onto will be destroyed. And we all know the con doesn't work without the confidence.

Elliot: When you look closely at the seams between order and chaos, do you see the same things I see? The strain, the tears, the glimpses of truth hidden underneath. Why do they fight so desperately to mask who they are? Or is they become who they are when they put on the mask? What mask do you wear? Or are you just as afraid as the rest of them? Me, am I afraid? Nah man, I'm different.

Antara Nayar: Guy walks up to a woman at a bar. He flirts with her, he makes small talk, but the woman insists she isn't going to go home with him. Guy says, "What if I offer you a million dollars to sleep with me?" The woman has never had a million dollars in her life. She stops and considers the offer very seriously. Guy changes his mind and says, "What if I change my offer to a dollar instead?" The woman is aghast, "What kind of woman do you think I am?" Guys says, "Well we've already figured that out, now we're just negotiating."


Romero: I'm too broke to be superstitious.

Mr. Robot: I have burrowed underneath your brain. I am nested there. I am the scream in your mind. You will cooperate, my son. I will make you, because I own you.
Elliot: I will not be owned.

Elliot: Mr. Robot has become my God, and like all gods their madness takes you prisoner.

Elliot: Is that what God does? He helps? Tell me, why didn't God help my innocent friend who died for no reason while the guilty roam free? Okay, fine. Forget the one-offs. How about the countless wars declared in his name? Okay, fine. Let's skip the random, meaningless murder for a second, shall we? How about the racist, sexist, phobia soup we've all been drowning because of him? And I'm not just talking about Jesus. I'm talking about all organized religion...exclusive groups created to manage control, a dealer getting people hooked on the drug of hope, his followers nothing but addicts who want their hit of bullshit to keep their...their dopamine of ignorance, addicts afraid to believe the truth...that there is no order, there's no power, that all religions are just metastasizing mind worms meant to divide us so it's easier to rule us by the charlatans that want to run us. All we are to them are paying fanboys of their poorly written sci-fi franchise. If I don't listen to my imaginary friend, why the fuck should I listen to yours? People think their worship's some key to happiness. That's just how he owns you. Even I'm not crazy enough to believe that distortion of reality. So fuck God. He's not a good enough scapegoat for me.

Phillip Price: You're panicking right now. I understand. It's a big decision you're making, because, these men, their lives will be destroyed. But the minute you remove emotion from this, you'll do just fine.

Ray: Control is about as real as a one-legged unicorn taking a piss at the end of a double rainbow...You know that bullshit people say about how when you fall you gotta get up? I reject that shit, man. You know why? The whole thing is a fall, it can't help but be. A perpetual state of grasping in the dark. It's not about getting up, it's about stumbling, stumbling in the right direction. It's the only true way to move forward.

Elliot: Maybe it's not about avoiding the crash. But it's about setting a break point to find the flaw in the code, fix it, and carry on until you hit the next flaw, the quest to keep always fight for footing. Maybe we're all just stumbling from the right questions to the wrong answers, or from the right answers to the wrong questions. It doesn't matter where you go and where you come from, as long as you keep stumbling. Maybe that's all it takes. Maybe that's as good as it gets.


Elliot: Asking for help was never Darlene's strong suit, but then again is it anyone's? An admission of weakness. But you can't avoid the simple truth - the only way to patch a vulnerability is by exposing it first. The flip side being that exposing the vulnerability leaves you open for an exploit.

Mr. Robot: You wanna unburden yourself, go jerk off. This is a road paved with your dead friends and family.

Elliot: Annihilation is always the answer. We destroy parts of ourselves everyday. We photoshop our warts away, we edit the parts we hate about ourselves, modify the parts we think people hate. We curate our identity, carve it, distill it. Krista's wrong - annihilation is all we are.

Cisco: We're past fragile. The shit that we're in is fucking shattered into a million little pieces.

Darlene: You wanna help? Be a man and let me be upset.

Leon: You know, back in the age of Enlightenment, mo'fuckers used chess as a means of self improvement, 'cuz there wasn't no Tony Robbins DVDs back then - this was it. So what you playin' for then? If there's no who, then what's the what? What's it for?
Elliot: Existence.
Leon: Dope, that's some high stakes right there. So what you waitin' on?
Elliot: What?
Leon: Do you dream Elliot? You scrapin' so hard like you ain't never asked yourself this before. I said do you wanna be here right now? And I don't mean like here here, I mean like here in a cosmic sense, bro. Like, existence could be beautiful, or it could be ugly, but that's on you.
Elliot: How do I know which one is for me?
Leon: Dream. You gotta find out the future you're fightin' for. Sometimes you gotta close your eyes and really envision that shit, bro. If you like it, then it's beautiful; if you don't, then you might as well fade the fuck out right now.

Ray: Did you know that Moses heard voices too? Abraham, John, Paul, Jesus. In fact, many prophets confessed to hearing voices. People like you, what you have, it can be divinity, Elliot, if you let it.


Joanna Wellick: Killing a man instantly robs him of explanation. He has no time to process his final moments. Now, even though he was paralyzed, his mind was still able to understand why his life was ending. We let him die with answers, otherwise we're nothing but ruthless murderers.

Dom DiPierro: I was...I am disgusted by the selfish brutality of the world, but at the same time I am utterly fascinated by it. The FBI is the perfect place for that kind of contradiction.

Lone Star: Never trust a tech guy with a rat tail - too easy to carve secrets out of him.


Elliot: Every relationship is a power struggle. Some of us need to be controlled.


Leon: Just remember cuz, you're sittin' underneath the sword of Damocles.

Phillip Price: Don't we all protect our evil secret agendas?

Elliot: People always told me growing up that it's never about the destination, it's about the journey. But what if the destination is you? What if it's always been you?

ECorp RM Director: Usually they feed us. It's one of the only reasons to come to these meetings.

Elliot: Control can sometimes be an illusion, but sometimes you need illusion to gain control. Fantasy is an easy way to give meaning to the world, to cloak our harsh reality in escapist comfort. After all, isn't that why we surround ourselves with so many screens? So we can avoid seeing? So we can avoid each other? So we can avoid truth.


Darlene: Oh, the old malicious browser benchmark trick. I see you already owned this noob's whole system. I like it. Didn't your mom ever tell you not to surf websites that have an embedded stage-fright exploit? Can't drop the proverbial soap around a black hat bitch like this, Mobley.


Leon: You don't want to be alone in a place like this, cuz.

Phillip Price: I'm a mercenary. I don't play fair. I play what I want. When you deal with a mercenary then all decorum gets tossed out the window. So you go ahead with your cute threats and your watch beeps. Order will not protect you anymore, my friend. I will rain chaos. Even if it hurts me. Because I would rather see you lose than win myself.


Terry Colby: That's my last advanced copy. It's trending on Amazon's Movers and Shakers. It's ahead of Trump's latest. Can you believe that cocksucker is actually running this time?

Phillip Price: Politics is for puppets.

Terry Colby: Is there a pocket of the world you don't have your hand in? You're trading countries like playing cards.
Phillip Price: Isn't that what history is all about? Politically, economically, and geographically? Imaginary lines being drawn and redrawn, over and over again.
Terry Colby: Yeah...uh, Phillip, I gotta know. What do you do it for? I mean, all of it?
Phillip Price: Honestly?
Terry Colby: Yeah.
Phillip Price: In my life, as I was making my way, I always asked the question: "Am I the most powerful person in the room? And the answer needed to be "Yes". To this day, I still ask that question, and the answer is still "Yes". In every room in the entire world, the answer is "Yes"...with exception of one...or two. And that drives me. I intend to leave a legacy, the standard of which was set by God when he created the Earth and man after his own image. Anything less is not worth mentioning.

Elliot: Is this the future I was fighting for? The system is hung, frozen in limbo. Did we lose the fight? Maybe wars aren't meant to be won, maybe they're meant to be continuous.


Elliot: We can't beat them, but we don't have to lose to them either. Maybe there's a way to keep them from winning.

Phillip Price: C'mon, we've know each other for years. You know full well I don't give a shit about you. So please, don't hold a personal grudge just because you lost. Defeats can still be profitable.

Whiterose: I've always found doors fascinating inventions. The hold the entry to unlimited imagination. Before you open any door a world filled with possibilities is behind it, and it isn't until you open it that they are realized. Such potential they bring to our minds, and yet a lock stopped you from all of that. How...lazy.

Whiterose: Fear. How easy a quicksand of time people let that become.

Whiterose: I don't want your proof. I want your belief.


Elliot: It's one thing to question your mind; it's another to question your eyes and ears. But, then again, isn't it all the same? Our senses just mediocre inputs to our brain? Sure, we rely on them, trust they accurately portray the real world around us, but what if the haunting truth is they can't? That what we perceive isn't the real world at all, but just our mind's best guess? That all we really have is a garbled reality, a truly fuzzy picture we will never make out?

Season 3[edit]


Irving: See that up there?
Mr. Robot: What is this?
Irving: You know why those people are enjoying themselves so much, even though thousands died today in the biggest attack in U.S. history?
Mr. Robot: That wasn't my fault. That wasn't supposed to happen. I wanna know who made that call. Was it Tyrell? What about this other attack? That was never a part of my plan.
Irving: See, kid, that's been your mistake the entire time, thinking this whole thing's about your silly little plan. No, your revolution was only allowed to happen 'cause it was bought and paid for people like them. Face it, no matter how hard you try... That's always the end result.
Mr. Robot: What the hell? You're going in?
Irving: Uh, mistress of a senator we got on the payroll. Powdered her nose with some bad shit, died a couple hours ago. I'm just here to make it scandal-free. You see what I mean? Literally, nothing can stop these shindigs, not thousands dead across the country, not a lifeless mistress in the guest bathroom. Hm.


Elliot [voiceover]: Samar is right. HR is firing someone. Me. Fuck, I can't leave the building until I get back on a machine and figure out how they're planning on getting around my patch. [aloud] Samar, I need you to distract them for me.
Samar: Wait, what?
Elliot [voiceover, as he flees]: Help me figure this out. Do not leave me. Stay focused.
Samar [to HR director]: Excuse me, I had a question for you.
HR: We're looking for Elliot Alderson. Do you know where he is?
Samar: Oh, yeah, yeah, he's on floor eleven. You know, they have the best bathrooms, and he likes to take his morning dump around this time.
HR: Samar, you need to be serious right now. We have talked about these micro-aggressions of yours.
Samar: I am being serious. He told me he was crowning his whole commute.


Elliot: Deletion. When you make that decision, there's always that moment of hesitation. That annoying "Are you sure?" dialogue box, and then you have to make a decision. Yes or no. Yes means ridding the world of Mr. Robot forever. That includes you. Maybe it's something I should have done a long time ago.


Tyrell Wellick: I know what this is. You're embarrassed that you fired me. There's no shame in admitting the truth. You're out of moves and your company needs me. E Corp needs my image, the face of a hero. That's why you're here.
Phillip Price: Oh, Wellick, Wellick. It's not that I'm out of moves. It's that you're not the worth one.

Mr. Robot: Five/None, society. You knew the entire time, didn't you?
Phillip Price: Five/Nine, yes. Well, not all the minutiae, of course. But since the cyber bombings, the breadcrumbs haven't been that difficult to follow.
Phillip Price: World catastrophes like this, they aren't caused by lone wolves like you. They occur because men like me allow them. You just happened to stumble into one of them.
Mr. Robot: No, no. I ran the operation. I pushed the button. I am the one--
Phillip Price: There you go again. "I, I, I..." You are still thinking like a lone wolf.
Mr. Robot: Why don't you tell me how I should be thinking?
Phillip Price: Like a leader!
Mr. Robot: I am a leader.
Phillip Price: Then where are your followers?
Phillip Price: You can't force an agenda, Mr. Alderson. You have to inspire one.

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