COHLE: I’d consider myself a realist, but in philosophical terms I’m what’s called a pessimist.
HART: Ok, what’s that mean?
COHLE: It means I’m bad at parties.
HART: *laughs* let me tell you, you ain’t great outside of parties either.
HART: Ok, what’s that mean?
COHLE: It means I’m bad at parties.
HART: *laughs* let me tell you, you ain’t great outside of parties either.
Hart scowls at Cohle, prodding him on. Cohle continues, reluctant
COHLE: I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self aware. Nature created an aspect separated from itself, we are creatures that should not exist by natural law.
HART: Well that sounds god-fucking-awful, Rust.
HART: Well that sounds god-fucking-awful, Rust.
COHLE: We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self. This accretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed, with total assurance, that we’re each somebody. When, in fact, everybody’s nobody.
HART: I wouldn’t go around spouting that shit if I was you, people around here don’t think that way. I don’t think that way.
COHLE: I think the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming. Stop reproducing. Walk hand-in-hand into extinction.
COHLE: I think the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming. Stop reproducing. Walk hand-in-hand into extinction.
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