Man in Black: You believe in God, Lawrence? Did Ford saddle you with that particular affliction?
Lawrence: Ain't given the matter much thought one way or the other.
Man in Black: Well, if you did, you'd believe that everything you do's being watched by some all-seeing eye. Every choice, every little indiscretion. And when you die all your sins are tallied up, judgment is rendered.
Lawrence: And my immortal soul gets cast down into some dark place? Always sounded like bullshit to me.
Man in Black: Yeah, in the real world you'd probably be right. Just some fairy tale to convince people to behave, pay their taxes, not take a machete to their neighbors. That's why your world exists. They wanted a place hidden from God. A place they could sin in peace. But we were watching them. We were tallying up all their sins, all their choices. Course, judgment wasn't the point. We had something else in mind entirely.
