Did you ever meet my father, Eric? Ultron. He told me I could not be human if I did not die. I was wondering why I came here, with the others, when I was built rather than born. Now I realize why. Thank you for showing me. I became human by dying. For those I love and in a cause I believe in. Be human with me in your final hours, Eric. As you pointed out, I destroyed Avengers Mansion. ... Let me show you how I did it.
The pursuit of a set purpose by logical means is the way of tyranny; this is the vision of my creator. Of Ultron. The pursuit of an unobtainable purpose is the way of freedom; this is my vision of the future. Of our future. Do you see?
I stand forever at the crossroads of mind and heart. For instance, at this moment, I seek your counsel because I am internally conflicted regarding the most logical course of action against the man who controlled me.
Wife, our recent home incarceration has provided me with time to think. And I have spent this time thinking about my brother, Victor Mancha. How Victor is alive. And my son, Vin, is not. I have run through a number of scenarios. A great number. And I have rigorously applied those scenarios to a variety of philosophical and religious traditions. Despite my efforts, unfortunately, I cannot see how, in any scenario... in any philosophical or religious tradition... this current outcome is just. I must therefore conclude that it is not just. And what is not just must be addressed. This is true in all scenarios. In all systems. Now, I cannot revive our son. Therefore it seems obvious that I must... that I must... that I I... I cannot cannot... I am the Vision of the Avengers. I saved the world thirty-seven times.
You planned to impose your own rules upon our reality. But that plan had a fundamental flaw. This reality isn't about rules. It's about flying. It's about finding and fanning the spark of courage in the darkest of nights. You cannot win here. You're playing against the house. The House of Ideas. The fantastic. The astonishing. The amazing. Marvels.
Wanda, I have learned today about brothers. I don't believe the Reaper is mine -- but in a crisis, I had to protect him -- because once, perhaps -- he was, and Pietro is much more to you than that. It taught me something -- about feelings... I can offer no promises about your brother -- but I can offer my shoulder... if you wish it.
Before Hawkeye was an Avenger, he was a criminal. Before I came here I was nothing but an heiress. The Avengers are about giving you a chance to start over. You just have to decide what you want that start to be. ... You make your own choices. Create your own path. You come up with a vision of what you aspire to...and then you work to make it happen.
Hank Pym was special. He was gifted and flawed. I would not exist without him. He created. He destroyed. He was destroyed by his creation. That kind of symmetry is rare in nature. But you, Ultron -- are not special. You are afraid. You are jealous. You are impassioned. You are obsessed with Pym and the Avengers, and you found a perverse way to belong to the family: as an enemy. But you could never kill us -- because without us, your existence has no meaning.