You've worked all your life for this. You found a savior, trained him, guided him, and he did the impossible. The thing you dared dream of, when so many would not, could not.
We thought... I thought... we could win this war or lose it. If we won, yes, millions would die in their pods, but our days and years would be spent saving those we could, and reclaiming the surface. Instead, we have peace. Neo found a way to save them all. Why won't they give up his remains? They say they haven't recycled...