I have had a horrible Blade Runner/musician joke in my head for days now and this is the best I can get it, something about the flow of the scene doesn't come together on the page for me, but here, have this, take it, make it better.
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Harbinger: You will bring about your own destruction. This is known.
We save you from yourselves. We are your salvation.
Shepard: You've slaughtered millions! You leave people as mindless husks or rotting corpses! How is that salvation?
Harbinger: We remove you from the equation before you remove yourselves. We then process your contributions and apply them to the solution.
We do not expect you to understand.
Shepard: Solution?
Harbinger: The mass relay network causes the build up of dark matter. Until we can find a solution, intervention is necessary.
Shepard: And so your solution is genocide?
Harbinger: All organics have met their destruction.
All of them.
Shepard: Because of you.
Harbinger: No. Once, we observed.
We were wrong to do so.
War. Synthetic revolution. The murder of solar bodies due to dark matter pollution. We observed it in every cycle, and so we took action.
We stop organics going to waste. We unify them. Repurpose them.
You are mindless, but we make you greater.
Shepard: You only let the relays stand because you're afraid! Afraid of living without that technology! If you believed in what you're doing, you'd destroy them.
Harbinger: We would not sacrifice the galaxy's precious infrastructure for the benefit of brief parasites. You are expendable. The relays are not.
Organics are naturally occurring. The relays cannot be so easily replaced.
Shepard: You disparage organics, but you are part organic yourself.
Harbinger: We process organic matter to give ourselves variety. Uniqueness. Malleability.
We are a fusion. We are infinitely your greater.
Shepard: And yet you couldn't stop me getting here.
Harbinger: You are an erroneous value. Your "success" is nothing but random chance.
Shepard: [PARAGON] You were foiled by chaos? So by your own admission, you're not infallible.
Harbinger: We never claimed to be.
We claimed to be infinitely superior. That is a fact.
You are nothing without our direction. Without our technology, our influence.
Shepard: [PARAGON] Your influence? It's a self-fulfilling prophecy. You bring the cycle about!
Your intervention allowed the geth to oppose the quarians, you reversed what would have been a victory.
You soured the rachni's hivemind and led to their near-extinction.
You indoctrinate fringe elements and tear races in half with civil war!
And now I stand here before you, the first organic to make it this far, and you're so set in your ways that you refuse to accept the gravity of this fact!
Harbinger: There are always casualties. The cause is everything. You are prototypical life. Unfinished, incomplete, without merit or use.
You can achieve nothing in your present form. You are a complication to the solution. We must process you. We shall elevate you to a functional level. And then you will assist us.
Shepard: [PARAGON] The species you killed were working on their own solution. They knew how to reverse the dark matter decay.
And we completed it. The Crucible! It is the culmination of the work of all your victims, a project as old as you are.
And you killed them! You wiped out the races that did what you could not!
Harbinger: We...
No.
We will not falter.
You cannot fathom the amount of computational power we have turned towards this issue.
You cannot even begin to comprehend our efforts. We have worked on this solution for aeons.
You are ants shouting at gods. You know nothing. You are the first to come this far. And you will be the last.
TIM's corpse: ASSUMING CONTROL OF THIS FORM.
Shepard: [RENEGADE] There's only one way to settle this. You and I both know it.
Harbinger/TIM: DANCE BATTLE.
[This is dependent on war assets. Most importantly, Conrad Verner. Everything comes down to him.]
