Arthur:
It was I! I bred you! I led you!

Zed:
And I have looked into the face of the force which put the idea in your head. You are bred and led yourself.

Zed:
We've all been used and reused...

Friend:
...and abused...

Arthur:
...and amused!

Zardoz:
The gun is good.

Zardoz:
The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!

Zed:
Stay behind my aura!

Consuella:
The brutal is now in fourth hour of unconscious sleep. It's astonishing that Homo Sapiens spends so much time in this vulnerable condition, at the mercy of it's enemies.

Zed:
I want the truth.

May:
You must give the truth, if you wish to receive it.

Zed:
I'm ready.

May:
It'll burn you!

Zed:
Then burn me.

Zardoz:
Zardoz is pleased.

Arthur Frayn:
I am Arthur Frayn, and I am Zardoz. I have lived 300 years, and long to die. But death is no longer possible, I am immortal. I present now my story - full of mystery and intrigue. Rich in irony, and most satirical. It is set deep within a possible future, so none of these events have yet occurred. But they may! Be warned, lest you end as I. In this tale I am a fake god by occupation, and a magician by inclination. Merlin is my hero! I am the puppet master. I manipulate many of the characters and events you will see. But I am invented too for your entertainment and amusement. And you, poor creatures, who conjured you out of the clay? Is God in showbusiness too?

Consuella:
Penile erection was one of the many unsolved evolutionary mysteries surrounding sexuality. Every society had an elaborate subculture devoted to erotic stimulation. But nobody could quite determine how this...

Consuella:
becomes this.

Consuella:
Of course, we all know the physical process involved, but not the link between stimulus and response. There seems to be a correlation with violence, with fear. Many hanged men died with an erection. You are all more or less aware of our intensive researches into this subject. Sexuality declined probably because we no longer needed to procreate. Eternals soon discovered that erection was impossible to achieve. And we are no longer victims of this violent, convulsive act which so debased women and betrayed men. This brutal

Consuella:
, like other primates living unselfconscious lives, is capable of spontaneous and reflexive erection. As part of May's studies of this creature, we're trying to find, once again, the link between erotic stimulation and erection. This experiment will measure autoerotic stimulation of the cortex, leading to erection.

Zed:
What is it you want?

Friend:
Sweet death. Oblivion.

Zed:
For yourself, or for the whole Vortex?

Friend:
For Everybody. An end to the human race. It has plagued this pretty planet for far too long.

Zed:
You stink of despair. Fight back! Fight for death, if that's what you want.

Friend:
I thought at first you were the one to help. But it's hopeless. All my powers have gone.

May:
Friend, I cannot sanction this violence and destruction.

Friend:
It's too late, May. There's no going back.

May:
Don't destroy the Vortex! Let us renew it. A better breed could prosper here. Given time -

Friend:
Time? Wasn't eternity enough?

Zed:
This place is against life. It must die.

May:
I have my followers. Inseminate us all, and we'll teach you all we know. Give you all we have. Perhaps you can break the Tabernacle. Or be broken.

Friend:
An end to eternity.

May:
A higher form.

Zed:
Revenge.