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: You are asked to vote at the termination of the trial of George Saden. Final statement from the accused begins. George Saden
: I confess to the charges, but plead mitigation. These thoughts are constructive criticisms. Pyramidical. I try to suppress these thoughts, but they leak out in Second Level through the head-wound of my third death. I was imperfectly repaired. No. That is not true. I think what I think! Friend
] That's more like it! I'm with you, George. George Saden
: I hate you all. I hate you all. I hate you all. Especially me.
[the Tabernacle chimes
] The Tabernacle
: Vote, please. Vote, please. Friend
: [to Zed
] I'm voting for him, Monster. It won't do any good. Nothing ever does.
[Friend speaks into his ring
: Absolute acquittal!
: You see, our death-wish was devious, and deep. As Zardoz, Zed, I was able to choose your forefathers! It was careful genetic breeding that produced this mutant - this slave who could free his masters! And Friend was my accomplice! Don't you remember the man in the library, Zed?
[a chime is heard
] Arthur Frayn
: It was I who led you to the 'Wizard of Oz' book! Ha-hah, it was I who gave you access to the Stone! It was I!
[a chime is heard
] Arthur Frayn
: I bred you! I led you! Zed
: And I have looked into the face of the force that put the idea in your mind. You are bred, and led, yourself.
[He strides away, and Friend advances to join Arthur
: Arthur! We've all been used! Arthur Frayn
: And re-used. Friend
: And abused! Arthur Frayn
: And amused!
: What is it you want? Friend
: Sweet death. Oblivion. Zed
: For yourself, or for the whole Vortex? Friend
: For Everybody. An end to the human race. It has plagued this pretty planet for far too long. Zed
: You stink of despair. Fight back! Fight for death, if that's what you want. Friend
: I thought at first you were the one to help. But it's hopeless. All my powers have gone. Zed
: Where is it? The Tabernacle? Friend
: The Tabernacle... is... I can't remember! Zed
: Who made it? Someone must know how to break it. Friend
: Yes, but you can meet him for yourself! One of our founders, one of the geniuses who discovered immortality.
[Friend goes to the bed of the Old Scientist and, rousing him noisily, shouts
: We want to die! Hm? What - what's the trick? Old Scientist
] Death... death... Talk to May! May!
: Friend, I cannot sanction this violence and destruction. Friend
: It's too late, May. There's no going back. May
: Don't destroy the Vortex! Let us renew it. A better breed could prosper here. Given time... Friend
: Time? Wasn't eternity enough? Zed
: [enters suddenly; May wheels to face him
] This place is against life. It must die.
[Zed gently grasps May's pistol hand and raises it so that the weapon points right between his eyes
: I have my followers. Inseminate us all, and we'll teach you all we know, give you all we have. Perhaps you can break the Tabernacle. Or be broken.
[Friend advances to place his hand on the others', in a triple pact
: An end to eternity. May
: A higher form. Zed
: I will not go to second level with you!