KLAATU: Furthermore, you do not know the dangers of space travel. You know nothing of inertial dampers and deflector beams. You see space as cold and empty, when in truth it is filled with dust, matter, and radiation beyond comprehension. Even if you were to escape your solar system, it would take you decades to reach the nearest star. Gort and I will be leaving soon. I could say, "See you out there", but Gort and I know the only thing fast about your race is your temper and television transmissions. Your broadband and 5G are laughable. It is good we are leaving you to rejoin the civilized Federation of which you will never be a member...
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) What an asshole! Who does he think he is to talk to us like that?! Just because he's got that killer robot for muscle.
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) Yeah! He's a jerk! He doesn't know a thing about humanity!
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) It's not our fault we're stuck all alone on this lonely planet!
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) Yeah! We didn't ask to be locked out of the galaxy!
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) Let's show him a thing or two! Yeah!
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) Yeah! Let's all get along, share our resources and know-how, and double down on science and benevolence!
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) Hell yeah! We can do it! We'll all get along, prosper, and live long. And make sure everyone else does, too!
CROWD: (GRUMBLING) Yeah!!! Let's do it! Let's show that asshole a thing or two! Come on! Let's get to the stars! Make it so!
THREE HUNDRED YEARS LATER:
