"You'll never get rid of them all. What are you going to do? Cut the ears of infants? Check and make sure this one is real and this one is a replica? It is too late. Embrace the society you have created. There is no going back. The pioneer scientists knew that. The motion to abort the process was a weak afterthought. Like all human regret, you want to catch the wheel you've kicked down the hill. It is impossible! Kill me if you want. Kill me to make yourself feel better." "Nobody's killing you, you're better off alive," Weston interjected.
"Just like those indigenous people on the
West Ring. Those were the real humans. DON'T
YOU GET IT? ALL OF YOU ARE REPLICAS!
EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU! CHECK THE
RECORDS, CHECK THE S.T.A.R.S. IT DOESN'T
END WITH ME! YOU THINK THERE'S ONLY
ONE B
