- The Control Voice: It is said that God made man in His image, but man fell from grace. Still, man has retained from his humble beginnings the innate desire to create, but how will man's creations fair? Will they attain a measure of the divine or will they, too, fall from grace?
- [last lines]
- The Control Voice: Empathy, sacrifice, love. These qualities are not confined to walls of flesh and blood, but are found within the deepest, best parts of man's soul, no matter where that soul resides.
- Carrie Emerson: Miss Link, how do you know that the robot was actually reading the material you provided?
- Mina Link: He looked at it, and he remembered it. I don't know how else...
- Carrie Emerson: Wasn't he merely scanning the documentation, like any photocopying machine, storing it like any laptop computer?
- Mina Link: Laptop computers don't enjoy poetry. Adam liked to hear the sound of poetry, particularly when I read it to him.
- Carrie Emerson: Wasn't the robot merely reacting the way you wanted it to, the way it was programmed to?
- Mina Link: You don't get it. Shortly after my mother died, Adam and I were in the lab together, and I started to cry. And Adam came over and asked me what was wrong. I told him to go away. And then Adam said something to me that I will remember as long as I live. He said to me, "Mina, I will never leave you." Look, don't you see? He was trying to console me. He saw that I was in pain, and he wanted it to stop. That is not something that can be programmed, Miss Emerson. That is something that comes from inside, deep inside. It's what makes us human.
- Thurman Cutler: I'm about to push constitutional protection to the point of absurdity.
- Adam: I was not aware that this hearing was intended to be a lesson in the absurd.
- Thurman Cutler: I can't expect you to see the beauty in this, but I'm gonna force that judge to put a talking mannequin, albeit a highly sophisticated one, on trial for murder.
- Adam: Is that how you see me, Mr. Cutler, as a talking mannequin?
- Thurman Cutler: Your design and your construction are nothing short of genius, but even you must understand that you're basically a takeoff on the thoughts and feelings that Dr. Link programmed into you. A man suffers, a man bleeds, a man has a soul...
- Adam: [the robot reaches through the bars of the cell before the man can react, grabbing him around the throat] I could snap your neck as if it were a toothpick. In that sense, you're right. I'm not like most men. But like most men, I choose not to.
- Adam: Let me go.
- Adam: Why? Because I have respect for life, all life, even that of a jaded attorney who wants to put a talking mannequin on trial to discredit the legal system.
- [He releases him]
- Adam: You don't know me, Mr. Cutler. You don't know anything about me. The thought that Dr. Link, my creator, my friend, is dead, saddens me to no end. And the thought that I may have killed him, even if by accident, is abhorrent to me. Do you understand? I do suffer. But unlike men, my face doesn't show my feelings. Now, please, leave me alone...