Mr. Robot

What is it about society that disappoints you so much?

Sometimes I dream of saving the world, saving everyone from the invisible hand,

the one that controls us every day without us knowing it.

What if this all went away? The city, the money, all of it?

Hey, kiddo.

Exciting time in the world right now, exciting time.

Tell me about your father.

He had leukemia, made me swear to never tell anyone.

Finally I got so worried, I told my mom.

I tried to hug him, tell him I'm sorry,

and he shoved me so hard I fell backwards out the window.

I was eight years old.

If you don't take this deal, you'll become like me,

losing everyone's respect.

I gave up everything for this case.

- I don't want you to. - I'm not working there.

They killed my mother.

If you want to change things, perhaps you should try from within.

And I'm gonna erase all the debts we owe.

Every record of every credit card, loan, and mortgage will be wiped clean.

What do we all do now?

Guys, this isn't about what we'll do tomorrow.

This is about what we did. They're free because of us.

Jesus, what did I do?

I told you we shouldn't have done this.

I'm a little concerned for Tyrell

because he was acting very strange last I saw him.

I know you're behind it, fsociety, the server, Colby, Allsafe.

You're one constant in a sea of variables.

No matter what anyone tries to do, I will never leave.

I will always be right here. Do you understand that?

They're gonna try and get rid of me again, and I need you to not let them.

Listen to me. I will never leave you. I will never leave you alone again.

I am Mr. Robot.

I've always told you we'd end up working together, Elliot, but still

I have to know, why did you do it?

I wanted to save the world.

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Why this mask? It's a bit silly, isn't it?

Wellick.

I see.

I understand.

James, yes.

Yes, I'm aware of Mr. Goddard's request,

but it needs to be removed this moment.

Can you escalate it?

Thank you, James.

It should be ready.

What is it?

It's happening.

It's almost as if...

something's come alive.

- Oh, my God. - This is your fault!

- It's your fault! - I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry!

What did you do, you son of a bitch?

- He's bleeding! - It was an accident.

God says there are no accidents!

Son, son, please talk to me. Talk to me please.

God help us, he's bleeding.

The neighbors are looking. This is embarrassing.

Son, son, wake up. Wake up!

God, is he okay? Ask if he's okay!

Can't you see he's not responding, Magda?

- It's your fault, it's your fault! - It was an accident.

God says there are no accidents.

I'm so sorry. Please call an ambulance!

Call an ambulance!

As you can see by the images, everything appears to be normal,

which is good news

because there were no lesions

from the scan,

no hemorrhaging or bleeding,

mild concussion, a few stitches.

The forearm, however, is broken,

so that will require a cast.

- How much will that be? - Excuse me?

How much will the co-pay be?

Well, that's something

you need to discuss with the billing department.

- We'll talk about that later... - Shut up.

You've lost your job.

We have no money.

How are we supposed to pay for this

on top of all your other bills?

Don't touch me.

I told you, there won't be any bills.

Mr. and Mrs. Alderson, please,

I'm going to have to ask you to step outside for a second.

I'd like to talk to Elliot alone.

Elliot.

Elliot, I want you to know

that you are going to be just fine.

Now, that was quite a spill you took today,

but I promise, you have a long and healthy life ahead of you.

Now, Elliot, there are just a few questions

that I need to ask you.

Time to get up.

Today started just like yesterday

and the day before that and the day before that

and every day for the last month,

a loop, my perfectly constructed loop.

This is going to be affecting our economy

in ways that are extraordinarily significant.

The FBI announced today, and we can confirm,

that Tyrell Wellick

and fsociety engaged in this attack.

They caused a lot of damage, and we will respond.

We will respond proportionally,

and we will respond in a place and time that we choose.

That's not something that I will announce

at a press conference.

At 8:00 a.m. my daily program

begins by having breakfast with my friend, Leon.

There's this one episode

where they go to this Chinese restaurant,

and they're just waiting for a table the entire time.

Like, they don't even eat at the end, bro.

He just discovered "Seinfeld."

Maybe I'm overthinking it, though.

And talks way too much about it.

It's really fucking with him.

It's really fucking with me.

But it's perfect for me.

I don't have to say anything. I can just listen.

God, man, that Kramer dude,

if I knew him in real life, I'd knock his ass out.

At 10:00 a.m. I help out around the house.

More broadly, though, this points to the need

for us to work with the international community

to start setting up

some very clear rules of the road.

Right now it's sort of the Wild West.

At 12:00 p.m. I have lunch with Leon.

And then there's this one

where they're stuck in a garage the whole time.

Like, what?

That's not a TV show, bro.

Like, where's the story?

It just makes no sense.

At 2:00 p.m. we'll check out a basketball game.

Hot Carla, the local pyro, is usually there.

She's become like my personal totem.

Whoo, three points, bitch.

I still don't understand why people like sports.

They get so 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.

At 4:30 p.m. I clean up around the house again.

There hasn't been anything like this in the past.

That's part of what makes this issue of cybersecurity

so urgent.

At 6:00 p.m.

I have dinner with Leon.

Though maybe I just

need to make peace with it, you know what I'm saying?

As you can tell, we eat most meals together.

Like, maybe that's the show's point,

that shit is just pointless, you know?

Like, life, love,

and the meanings therein.

I'll tell you, the human condition

is a straight-up tragedy, cuz. Word.

Like I said, I never have to talk,

and the repetition is good for me now.

It keeps my regimen intact.

Two days a week I go to a church group.

I don't get the rules here either,

but I need to keep socializing myself.

It's good for me.

Besides, these people seem normal.

- Amen. - Amen.

Do not get into a pattern

in which you are intimidated by these kind of criminal attacks.

America knows how to solve problems,

and when we work together, we can't be stopped.

A new future is ready to be written.

I've been keeping a journal.

It's the only way to keep my program

running like it's supposed to.

See you in the morning.

And then I go to bed.

My mom has no computer or Internet access

to tempt me into the night.

All that's left for me is just ordinary analog sleep

ending the day's loop.

You might not think it's a way to live,

but why not?

Repeating the same tasks each day

without ever having to think about them,

isn't that what everybody does?

Keep things on repeat

to go along with their "NCISes"

and Lexapro.

Isn't that where it's comfortable?

In the sameness?

Why your mom?

Why her specifically?

She's the strictest person I know.