Somewhere down the road, if Elliot needs some help and I can’t be there for him— give him a little push for me.

Mr. Alderson

Woman: You could have died.
Angela: No. No one is gonna die.

What about Mr. Robot? Does he now understand that Tyrell and the Dark Army have corrupted his alleged revolution? Does he have any fight left? If so, who’s he gonna fight? Them or me?


In this case, a stalemate means Mr. Robot wins.


Darlene: You fucked us. Bent us over the sink and went to town.
Angela: You're not making any sense. We're on the same side.

This whole time, I thought you've been helping me. But you've been manipulating me!


Just ’cause we lit the fuse, doesn’t mean we control the explosion.


Help me figure this out. Do not leave me. Stay focused.


Darlene: Angela's been betraying you.
Elliot: So have you.

Is there something you want to tell me?

Elliot [to Angela]

Blend in. Look bored. Broken. Get a blank office stare on my face. This is how they do it, isn't it? How they're able to watch the world fall apart around them? Because to them, this is normal. It's all they know.


You're right. He sometimes can become a different person.


Mr. Robot Quotes

Is any of it real? I mean, look at this. Look at it! A world built on fantasy. Synthetic emotions in the form of pills. Psychological warfare in the form of advertising. Mind-altering chemicals in the form of... food! Brainwashing seminars in the form of media. Controlled isolated bubbles in the form of social networks. Real? You want to talk about reality? We haven't lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century. We turned it off, took out the batteries, snacked on a bag of GMOs while we tossed the remnants in the ever-expanding Dumpster of the human condition. We live in branded houses trademarked by corporations built on bipolar numbers jumping up and down on digital displays, hypnotizing us into the biggest slumber mankind has ever seen. You have to dig pretty deep, kiddo, before you can find anything real. We live in a kingdom of bullshit. A kingdom you've lived in for far too long. So don't tell me about not being real. I'm no less real than the fucking beef patty in your Big Mac.

Mr. Robot

How do I take off a mask when it stops being a mask? When it's as much a part of me as me?