magic woman warrior

Trevor Goodchild: There was a complication when we cured the industrial disease. The vaccine had an unintended side effect: sterility. Only one more generation of our species could survive. It was a desperate time. Cloning had never been used on humans, successfully. Now when a person dies, their DNA is recycled. Oren and I built the Relico to store DNA and to conceal the cloning process. The Keeper finds a suitable couple and using food additives, we induce a chemical pregnancy. When a woman comes in for an exam, we implant a cloned embryo. From there things happen naturally. In nine months, a citizen who died is reborn. For seven generations, Oren and I have cloned ourselves, taught ourselves, so that I could keep trying to find a cure... while we all live on.

Æon Flux: That's what we are? Copies?

Trevor Goodchild: We're more than that! It wasn't supposed to be permanent - I've been trying to cure the infertility. Una was part of my test groups. Oren lied to me - he told me her test had failed, like the others. But she had become pregnant. He killed all my subjects, your sister included.

Æon Flux: He killed her because he was pregnant...

Trevor Goodchild: Una didn't know it, but her baby would have been one of the first new children in 400 years. Oren's changed - he doesn't want to go back, he doesn't want a cure...

Æon Flux: He wants to live forever.

[Æon, looking for an explanation, hands Trevor the photo she found in his lab. He takes it from her without a word and sets off]

Æon Flux: Trevor... the name you called me?

Trevor Goodchild: ...Catherine.

Æon Flux: That was my name...

Trevor Goodchild: You were my wife. We had a life together just like anybody else...

Æon Flux: [grabbing his hand] Wait! You need to tell me!

Trevor Goodchild: I lost you during the disease and you couldn't be brought back. I've lived and died seven times since then, and each time I taught myself about you. You were an idea I kept alive, something I had to imagine. But when I saw you, what I felt was real, and I knew you, I remembered you. What we had together has survived all that time...

Æon Flux: ...and I was looking for you.

Trevor Goodchild: ...and I've been waiting.

Æon Flux: We were different people.

Trevor Goodchild: We were.

Æon Flux: Those people are gone...

Trevor Goodchild: ...but something in them came back.