[00:04.149] The planet earth about to be recycled.
[00:09.964] Your only chance to evacuate is to leave with us
[03:03.332] "Maybe I should have killed four, five hundred people.
[03:06.799] Then I would have felt better.
[03:08.581] Then I would have felt like I really offered society something."
[04:22.60]"There is no real me: only an entity, something illusory.
[04:28.827] And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours
[04:34.278] and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable...
[04:39.375] I simply am not there."

The planet earth about to be recycled.
Your only chance to evacuate is to leave with us
"Maybe I should have killed four, five hundred people.
Then I would have felt better.
Then I would have felt like I really offered society something."
"There is no real me: only an entity, something illusory.
And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours
and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable...
I simply am not there."