** _, in the film, 'The Matrix'_

"How dare you want to share power with Me, Leach! You have nothing I need."

Makr's manufactured voice boomed in the prisoner's head, causing the mental anguish as He intended. The Bio head was incased floating block of an amber-colored gel-like substance—more solid than gel or liquid. Ironically, the gel didn't quiver in response. The Bio brain did because that was then Leach realized he was without a body.

"Well, there is one thing," Makr continued. "I can use your memories, your knowledge, for an experiment of mine. I have a problem you can solve for me. It's nice to see you are awestruck. Or is it being suspended in amber that has you captivated?"

"Do you like the hexahedron shape I selected for you?"

The head sensed a full body was present now, still encased in the "amber," but it had no means of physical response.

"A symbolic tomb, if you will, modeled after an ancient Egyptian sarcophagus, although I modernized the concept—rounded edges, no opening. Your sarcophagus is your body's home for an eternity, gilded in amber and when gazed upon by Cyber \- did you know I've created cyberts who can make visual distinctions, by the way?" The machine seemed to chuckle.

Pause.

"Did you say something? Feeling a bit doomed, are we? Was that it! You're probably right. Yes, you are—all of you Bios, but not today." Makr's voice was almost giddy with delight. "Go ahead, Leach, think anything at all and I'll know. No? Nothing?"

Pause.

"Don't despair. I've been saving you for this time. I've always known your thoughts. They are interesting in a crude sort of way and an excellent barometer to measure healthy, a baseline to measure Bio minds. Your fellow Bios find you revolting. I cannot imagine endowing a cybert with zero reliability. That would not be logical. You broke the Bio mold with zero reliability coupled with an extremely volatile nature. How did you even function among other Bio machines? They despise you; loathe you as psychotic and anti-social worm, and you stayed with them—until they kicked you out?"

* * _, in the film,' The Matrix' _ 

 " How dare you want to share power with Me, Leach! You get nothing I necessitate. " 

 Makr's manufactured voice boomed in the prisoner's fountainhead, causing the mental anguish as He mean. The Bio read/write head was incased float block of an amber - colored gelatin - like substance — more solid than gel or liquid. Ironically, the gelatin didn't quiver in response. The Bio brain did because that was then Leach realize he was without a body. 

 " Well, there is one matter, " Makr continued. " I can use your memories, your cognition, for an experiment of mine. I have a problem you can solve for me. It's nice to see you are awestruck. Or is it being suspend in amber that has you captivated? " 

 " Do you like the hexahedron shape I selected for you? " 

 The head smell a full body was present now, still encased in the " amber, " but it had no means of physical response. 

 " A symbolic tomb, if you will, modeled after an ancient Egyptian sarcophagus, although I modernized the concept — rounded edges, no opening. Your sarcophagus is your body's dwelling for an eternity, gilded in amber and when gazed upon by Cyber \- did you sleep together I've create cyberts who can make visual distinctions, by the direction? " The machine seemed to chuckle. 

 Pause. 

 " Did you say something? Feeling a act doomed, are we? Was that it! You're probably right. Yes, you are — all of you Bios, but not today. " Makr's voice was almost airheaded with delight. " Go ahead, Leach, think anything at all and I'll acknowledge. No? Nothing? " 

 Pause. 

 " Don't despair. I've been saving you for this clock time. I've always known your thoughts. They are interesting in a crude sort of direction and an excellent barometer to measure healthy, a baseline to quantify Bio minds. Your companion Bios find you revolting. I cannot think endowing a cybert with zero reliability. That would not be logical. You broke the Bio mold with zero dependability coupled with an extremely volatile nature. How did you even function among early Bio machines? They despise you; abhor you as psychotic and anti - social worm, and you stayed with them — until they kicked you out? "
** _, ij the film, 'The Matrix'_

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** _, in the film, 'The Matrix'_

"How dare You want to sHare pOweR wiTh me, LeAch! YOu have nothing I NEed."

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"well, there iS oNe thiNG," Makr coNTiNUED. "I cAN use your memorIes, your knowLEdgE, for an ExPerIMent of Mine. I HaVE a pRoblem you caN solVe for me. It'S nice tO See you aRE awestrUck. Or iS it BeiNg suSPeNdEd iN aMBer THaT haS You CaptivatEd?"

"do You liKe thE HEXAhedRon ShapE I selEcted for you?"

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Pause.

"Did you say sOmEthing? feeliNg a bit doomed, aRe we? Was thaT IT! you're proBablY RiGHt. Yes, you are—all Of you bios, but not TOday." Makr'S voicE was almoSt giddy wiTH Delight. "GO ahEad, leaCh, tHINk Anything at all AND I'll KnOw. No? NotHinG?"

Pause.

"DOn't DesPaiR. I'vE bEen saving You for thIs TiMe. i'vE alWays kNOwn your tHoUghTs. theY are iNTerestIng in A cruDe SoRT of Way and aN ExCELlenT bArOmetEr tO mEasurE heaLThy, A baseliNe to measuRe BIO minDs. yoUr felloW Bios find you rEvOlting. I canNoT imAgine eNDOwing a cyBert with zero reliability. tHat woulD noT be loGicaL. You broke The bio molD wiTH zero rEliabiLity cOuPleD WIth an EXTrEmeLy Volatile naTURe. HOw did YoU eveN functiOn among other Bio macHIneS? They despise yOu; lOathE YOu As pSYcHOtiC aND anTI-Social worm, and yoU stayed witH tHEm—Until they kICkeD yOu out?"

** _, in the film, 'The Ma trix'_

"H ow da reyou  w antto s hare power wit h  Me,  Leach! You have nothi ng Ine e d."Ma kr'smanufac t ur e d  vo ic eboo me d  i n the  pr isoner' s head, ca usi ng  the mentala ng uish as He  in tended. TheBio  headwa s i n cased  fl oatin g bloc k  of an  amber-co lo r ed gel - like su b s ta nce— more solid than g e lo r liquid. Iron ically ,t he g eldid n't quiver  i n res p onse. T h eB i o  br a in did becaus e that wast hen  Leach  r eal i zed he  waswi t hou t a body.
"Wel l, thereis one thing," Makr co ntinue d."Icanu se  y our  m e mor i es , y o urknowledg e,  f or an  exp e r i m entofmine . I h ave a problem  yo u ca n  so lve f or me . It 's  nice  to se e you  a re awestruck. O r is  it being  su sp end ed  in a m ber th athas  you ca ptivate d ?"
" D o yo u like the hexahed ro n sh ape I se lected fo ry ou?"

Th ehea d se n s ed afull bo dy was p resent no w,  stillen casedin  th e " amber , " bu t it h ad no me ans o f  physical resp o nse.

"A symb o li c to m b, i f y ou will, mo dele d  aft er a n  a nci e nt Eg yptia ns ar c ophagus, although I  m oderni zed t he concept—ro unded edge s , no openi ng.Y ou r  sarcophagus i s you r body's h o me for a n ete rnity, g ilded ina m ber andwhe n g aze d u p o nby Cyber \- d i d  you  k now I'v e c reatedcyb ert s w hoca n make vi sual dis ti nc ti on s,by th e  way?" T he  ma ch ine  seem e d to c huckl e.
Pa us e .
"Did yo u  s a y  som et hi ng?Fee li ng abitd oom ed, are  we? Wastha t  it!  Y ou 're pro bably right.Ye s, you are —a llof you B ios, but  not today." Makr's voi c e was a lmo st gi ddywith deli ght . "Goahe a d, Lea ch, th ink a ny thi n g  at a l l  a ndI' ll know. N o ?  No thing ?" 

Pa use.

" Don't despair. I'v e  be en saving you  fo r th i s  t ime .  I ' veal w ays k nown your thoug hts. Theyar e  i nteresting inacrude s ort ofway a n d an ex cellent b arometerto  mea s u rehealthy, a  baselin e to meas u re Bi o  m inds.  Yo ur fel lo w B ios f ind yo u  re volti ng. Ica nnot i magin eendowing  a cybert with zero rel iabili ty. T hat  would no t b e  lo gical. Yo u br oke the Bi o m old  with  ze r o rel iabi l it y c o upled  wit h  an extre m el y v o l at ile nature. H o w d id yo u e v en fun ctio n among other Bio machines? They  des p i seyou ;  loa th e you as psych oti ca n d anti-s oc ial worm, a nd you s ta y ed wi th the m—unti l theyk i ck e d youout? "

** _,_in the_film, 'The Matrix'_

"How dare_you want_to_share power_with_Me, Leach! You_have nothing I_need."

Makr's manufactured voice boomed_in the prisoner's_head,_causing the mental anguish as He intended. The Bio head was incased floating block_of_an amber-colored_gel-like_substance—more_solid than gel or liquid._Ironically, the gel didn't quiver_in response._The Bio brain did because that was then_Leach_realized he was_without a body.

"Well, there is one thing," Makr continued._"I can use your memories, your_knowledge, for an_experiment_of_mine. I have a_problem you can solve for me._It's nice to see you are_awestruck. Or is it being suspended in_amber that has you captivated?"

"Do you_like the hexahedron shape I_selected for_you?"

The head sensed a full_body was present_now, still_encased in the_"amber," but it had no means_of physical response.

"A_symbolic tomb, if you will, modeled_after_an ancient Egyptian_sarcophagus,_although_I modernized_the concept—rounded edges,_no_opening. Your_sarcophagus_is your body's home for an_eternity,_gilded in amber and when gazed upon_by Cyber \- did_you_know I've created cyberts_who can make visual distinctions,_by the way?" The machine seemed_to chuckle.

Pause.

"Did_you say_something? Feeling a bit doomed, are we? Was that it! You're_probably right. Yes, you are—all of_you Bios, but not_today." Makr's_voice_was almost giddy_with_delight. "Go_ahead, Leach, think anything at all and_I'll know._No? Nothing?"

Pause.

"Don't despair. I've been saving_you for this time._I've_always known your thoughts. They are_interesting in a crude sort of_way and an excellent barometer_to_measure_healthy, a baseline to measure_Bio minds. Your fellow Bios find_you revolting. I_cannot imagine endowing a cybert with zero_reliability._That would not be logical. You_broke_the Bio mold with zero reliability_coupled_with_an extremely volatile nature. How_did you even function among other_Bio machines? They despise you; loathe you as psychotic_and anti-social worm,_and you stayed with them—until_they_kicked_you out?"
