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The unobserved state is a fog of probabilities...
a window of and for error.
The watcher observes.
The fog collapses.
An event resolves.
A theory becomes a fact.
What is the truth?
Tell me if you know, and I will not believe you.
Things are never what they seem.
Clean gloves hide dirty hands...
and mine are dirtier than most.
Without truth, there can be no justice.
Justice will be done.
Illuminating sentiments, Chairman Goodchild.
So what about justice for Clavius?
It's now been six months since the abduction of our elected president.
Justice for Clavius.
Justice for all of us. There can be no more secrets.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
And what are your secrets, Chairman?
I have nothing to hide.
From now on, I will hide nothing.
Only an open society can be a just society.
Most revealing. Very impressive.
You've made your point.
Now, where is President Clavius?
I wish I knew.
We must wait for the terrorists to make their move.
So you've little hope.
I fear he may be dead.
How interesting.
Perhaps, then, you can explain this video reel we obtained...
from your own security force.
Clavius!
He's alive!
Don't you know a tape like that can be faked?
By showing it, you are playing into the hands of our enemies.
Many people hate you and would like to see you dead.
How does that make you feel?
Those people should get to know me a little better.
Then they'd know I don't indulge in feelings.
See it, my friends, and embrace it.
Embrace the new openness.
Nothing is sacred. Nothing is secret.
Chairman Goodchild.
Gildemere, please.
We're doing what we can about Clavius. Stop pestering me.
You saw the attack on me today.
Those people are maniacs and cannot be trusted.
Yes, we must be careful whom we trust.
You've served me well today, and now I must serve you.
I owe you very much, Clavius.
You have given me the way to Aeon Flux...
and I will give her freedom. True freedom.
Freedom from prying eyes and expectations.
A private place.
A place of our own.
Tell me why I shouldn't kill you.
We're being watched.
My name is Aeon Flux.
I'm here on a mission to assassinate Trevor Goodchild.
Is everybody listening? Do you believe me?
Everybody happy now?
You're crazy. You can't kill Chairman Goodchild.
He's our most beloved and trusted leader.
You don't need to kill him. Clavius is alive.
I know Chairman Goodchild came to power by illegitimate means.
We can bring him down.
Put your hand there, and press down.
What?
Is this okay?
Harder.
Do you have any proof?
Proof? Of course. I've tailed him for months.
Clavius wasn't kidnapped. At least, not by terrorists.
Don't waste my time.
No, wait.
I do have proof.
I'm sure this is very significant.
- Can I borrow this? - Well...
- Can I borrow the fabric? - Lf you'll help me.
You're going to like my help.
Sir, I think you better see this.
I think they're having fun at our expense, soldier.
Let it go.
What is this?
Look, let's not even bother with those idiots.
Just show me some action.
Going somewhere? Vacation for 10 years?
Counsellor Gaylen...
you know the rules.
Total information awareness, equal opportunity enforcement.
We are not losing anything...
but shame, inhibition...
perversion, depravity...
degeneracy...
You're late.
The patient is in the eleventh hour of surgery.
We'll have to go in, close the vessels.
Removal could get messy.
Naturally, the removal.
Yes, excision of the tumour...
Must proceed, and my skills...
Will be...
You have a certain bedside manner...
with the... The tumour.
I see.
In other words, we must remove the patient...
from the tumour.
And restore function to the organ.
I'm a tumour now?
Stop pretending. I know you're coming after me.
Come on. Look at me, Aeon.
What?
What?
You are alive.
Clavius?
My God, what's that bastard done to you?
Stay calm.
I'll be back.
- What are you doing here? - I found Clavius.
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