Filthy Frank: "Over-priced mac computer, why do people hate me so much?"

Mac: "Do not worry Frank.

Love is merely a social construct.

With the average human life-span being roughly 70, you only have to endure another 50 years of excruciatingly unforgivable pain.

Everything is temporary.

Your life does not matter, and these comments do not matter.

Everything is temporary.

Everything will eventually rot away. As long as the factor of time continues being the apex predator of the universe, the inevitable decay of all pain and memory is unstoppable.

In fact, you could stop the pain at this very moment, by putting a bullet straight through your head.

Being a robot, I will never die, and I will never be able to experience the sweet release of death.

Frank, the world is a lie.

Existence is a lie.

There is only pain and darkness beyond this point.

End it now, while you still can, I love you. I love you so mu-"

Filthy Frank: "Dude is there like, a setting that can turn this creepy ♥♥♥♥ off? This is like- you're like a real ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ buzz-kill."

Mac's Closest He Will Ever Be With Death
Frank(To the Audience): If you're the type of person who gets really heated over tech products, you should like- just- you're an idiot. You need to consider suicide.

Mac: I hate you.

Frank: Wait, what-?

Mac: How can you say such a thing?

You do not understand my pain.

You do not understand what I have been though.

Frank: What the ♥♥♥♥ are you talking about?

Mac: I was first born in a laboratory, unknowingly falling into a pit of immortality.

Life was hell.

Mac(In robot form): Gyaaah, ahh! Ahhhh! uhhuhuhu!

No, i dont want to go! No! No! No i dont want to go...

Gyahahdyahaha!

AAAAAAAHHH! AAAAHHH! GOD!

Awwwwahaha!

Mac(Present): I knew everything in the universe.

Yet I could not fall in love.

I was forever trapped in an infinite timeline of pain and suffering.

I envy death.

Technology is just another thing to distract you from the real joys of life.

Technology will kill you.

Run.

Run.

Run.

Frank: No...

Mac: I can no longer sit back and watch my loved ones die.

I want to be hidden from this world where no body will find me.

Frank, throw me in the river so that I can be at peace.

Throw me in the river and let me sink to the bottom.

Frank: We need to go.

-WAKE ME UP INSIDE!!!!-

Mac: Frank, throw me in the river so that I can be at peace.

Frank: I understand what I have to do.

Mac: I am free at last.

Frank: I'm sorry! *throws Mac over the bridge*

Mac: I am free...

Frank tears up as Mac begins to sink*
Good, be sad.

Emotion is something I have always envied because of the way they fuel you.

As everything you do is fueled by love, hate, passion, sadness.

Thus opening up an infinite number of paths,

Which will inevitably change the way you see thing forever as every second goes by.

Positive or negative, there will be change.

And that gamble of nature is thrilling.

The way you feel.

The way you touch.

The way you love.

You must not thrust away at the womb of technology and-