"So you can smash it," Sutton said.
"So I can save humanity," said Trevor. "The old humanity. The real humanity."
"You feel," said Sutton, "that all humans should stick together now."
"If you have a streak of the human in you," said Trevor, "you will be with us now."
"There was a time," said Sutton, "back on Earth, before men went to the stars, that the human race was the most important thing the mind of Man could know. That isn't true any longer, Trevor. There are other races just as great."
"Each race," said Trevor, "is loyal to its own. The human race must be loyal unto itself."
"I am going to be traitor," Sutton said. "I may be wrong, but I still think that destiny is greater than humanity."
"You mean that you refuse to help us?"
"Not only that," said Sutton. "I am going to fight you. I'm telling you this now so that you will know. If you want to kill me, Trevor, now's the time to do it. Because if you don't do it now, it will be too late."
"I wouldn't kill you for all the world," said Trevor. "Because I need the words you wrote. Despite you and the androids, Sutton, we'll read them the way we want them read. And so will all the other slimy, crawling things you admire so much. There's nothing in God's world that can stand before the human race, that can match the human race…"