Æon Flux: I know I came here to kill you...
Trevor Goodchild: That's why you're in a cell.
Trevor Goodchild: This is a war, and people on all sides die.
first title card: 2011. A virus kills 99% of the world's population. A scientist, Trevor Goodchild, develops a cure. The five million survivors live in Bregna, the last city on earth. The Goodchild dynasty rules for 400 years.
second title card: Rebels emerge to challenge the Goodchild regime.
Æon Flux: [in the market, from behind her] Shopping for me, Una?
Una Flux: [laughs and turns around] Haven't you heard? Special occasion! My sister's finally coming to dinner. Claudius and I are looking forward to tonight. For once you'll be in the house long enough to sit down.
Æon Flux: [walking around the market] That's why I
wanted to meet with you here.
Una Flux: [slightly annoyed] Aeon?
Æon Flux: I may not make it tonight. I'm sorry.
[sees Una's face drop]
Æon Flux: Don't be upset.
Una Flux: It's not that you can't come to dinner. It's why!
Æon Flux: You know, I use to imagine you'd come
with me.
Una Flux: We have different ways of solving problems.
Æon Flux: Yes. You ignore them.
Una Flux: How could I possible ignore them?
[looking around]
Una Flux: I see the problems. I feel them and I'm trying to make something good out of it... a life.
Æon Flux:
[almost seething] What kind of life is it?
Una Flux: There are good things here.
Æon Flux: [smiling at Una] There's one.
Una Flux: [continues walking] So, I have a surprise for you tonight.
Æon Flux: [excited] Tell me!
Una Flux: Tonight. So be careful... come back.
[turns away]
Trevor Goodchild: [walking outside] I'm getting worried about you, Oren. This edge you've taken. Displays like that aren't helpful to us.
Oren Goodchild: [shrugs] I believe in protecting what we've created. I own't apologize for that.
Trevor Goodchild: This was created to allow me to do my work. I can't do that if you can't control
yourself. Understood?
Oren Goodchild: Yes, it is.
Trevor Goodchild: And what of the test results?
Oren Goodchild: [lying] All negative... sorry.
Trevor Goodchild: Find me a new test group by morning.
[starts to walk away]
Oren Goodchild: Maybe it's time to give up on the
tests, Trevor. We're living the solution already. This is perfection. Why can't you just embrace it?
Trevor Goodchild: You see what's happening to people. You know how desperate this has become.
Oren Goodchild: It can be controlled. Contained.
Trevor Goodchild: I think your forgetting that this was all meant to be temporary.
Oren Goodchild: You've always said that, but why should it be?
Trevor Goodchild: Because it's wrong.
Oren Goodchild: Things change... but I know you won't.
Trevor Goodchild: [smiling] You know me.
Oren Goodchild: Been your brother a long time.
Oren
Goodchild: You're right about that.
Æon Flux: [in Trevor's quarters, coming from the shadows] Why am I here?
Trevor Goodchild: [turns to face her] I needed to see you again.
Æon Flux: [begins circling the room] You killed my sister!
Trevor Goodchild: I didn't know anything about it... I'm sorry.
Æon Flux: And the
excuses you?
Trevor Goodchild: No. But this is a war. People on all sides die.
Æon Flux: She shouldn't have. She had nothing to do with this.
Trevor Goodchild: Everyone's involved in this.
Æon Flux: [furious] She wasn't.
[looks down at her gun]
Æon Flux: I don't need
that to kill you.
Trevor Goodchild: [smiles] But it would be easier, wouldn't it?... Everything changed when I saw you... I know you and you know me.
Æon Flux: [grabs up her weapon, starts walking backwards] Why do I know you? Why?
Trevor Goodchild: [lowers her arm with his hands, advancing slowly] Why did you come back? What
do you want from me?
Æon Flux: [grabs his jacket, forcing him to the wall] What do I want? I want my sister back! I want to remember what it feels like to be a person.
[begins kisses Trevor]
Trevor Goodchild: [breathless] Aeon.
Æon Flux: [shoves him away] Why do I feel this way around you?
[begins kissing him
again]
Sithandra: [drops in] You're certainly killing him kindly.
Æon Flux: [not looking up] Situation has changed.
Sithandra: Our orders haven't.
Æon Flux: I'm not following orders anymore.
Sithandra: Why are you doing this, Aeon?
Æon Flux: Everything has become
more complicated!
Sithandra: No. It's simple.
Æon Flux: [getting to her feet] Trevor may not be responsible for the mistake.
Sithandra: Trevor?
Æon Flux: I'm trying to find out who is.
Sithandra: Your mission was to kill Goodchild. And you can't or won't do that, so... give me
your weapon and return to the frontier.
Æon Flux: Didn't I teach you to think for yourself?
Sithandra: You taught me a lot more than that.
Freya: [about Aeon] She escaped.
Trevor Goodchild: [amused, rubbing his neck] Why am I not surprised?
Freya: I found her in the library. I think I wounded her.
Trevor Goodchild: [standing] You attacked her?
Freya: She's a Monican agent, who tried to kill you. I assumed it was obvious
what I should do.
Trevor Goodchild: Freya, I want her alive. Do you understand?
[walking to the door]
Trevor Goodchild: Is Oren aware of this?
Freya: I can't find him.
Trevor Goodchild: Stay close.