Indeed, through fundamental advances in bionics in this century, we will set the technological foundation for an enhanced human experience, and we will end disability.
There are no disabled people. Only disabled technology.
— What happened?
— Medication side effect. Doctors call these «Ghost pains».
Phantom pain — false, imaginary sensations in the amputated part of the body.
— I know this is not how you would have chosen it, but I can make you happy.
— No Clarke. This could be a good life, but it's not my life, it's not even close. You never saw me before. I loved my life. I really loved it. I can't be the kind of man who just accepts this.
— You're not giving it a chance, you're not giving me a chance. I have become a whole new person these last six months because of you.
— I know and that's why I can't have you tied to me. I don't want you to miss all the things that someone else can give you. And selfishly I don't what you to look at me one day and feel event the tiniest bit of regret or pity.
— I would never think that!
— You don't know that...
— Move closer, you smell fantstic. You never would've let those breasts so near to me if I wasn't in a wheelchair.
— Oh yeah, well... You never would've been looking at this breasts if you hadn't been in a wheelchair.<...> I would've been over there serving the drinks. One of the invisibles. Am I right?
— Yes, but in my defence I was an arse.
— Is everything okay?
— Actually no, there's something digging into my collar.
— Okay. It's a tag. Have we got any scissors in the bag?
— I don't know. Believe it or not, I rarely pack it myself.
— Okay, hang on. Got ot! We should just be grateful it wasn't in your trousers.
Louise had to bite the label off with her teeth.