Topher: Does that tie keep you warm? No. No. It’s just what grown up men do in our culture. They put a piece of cloth around their necks so they can assert their status, and recognise each other as non-threatening kindred. You wear the tie because it never occurred to you not to. You eat eggs every morning but never at night. You feel excitement and companionship when rich men you’ve never met put a ball through a net. You feel guilty, maybe a little suspicious, every time you see that salvation army Santa. You look down for at least half a second if a woman leans forward. And your stomach rumbles every time you drive by a big golden arch, even if you weren’t hungry before. Everybody’s programmed, Boyd.
Dr. Claire Saunders: So why didn’t you stop there? Topher Brink: Because I was designing a person not a roomba. I needed you to be whole. If you agreed with everything I’d said, we would’ve missed something, and somone would get hurt. Dr. Claire Saunders: You don’t care if - if people get hurt. Topher Brink: You don’t know me! That’s the contract. You don’t know me, and I don’t know you, not fully, not ever! I made you a question. I made you fight for your beliefs. I didn’t make you hate me. You chose to.