Project Rebirth

"You think she'll thank you when she wakes?"

"Who knows what she'll do when she wakes. It's not like we asked her permission."

"But you must suspect something to come from this. Why else would you bring her back?"

"If you really want to know, it has nothing to do with who she was; it has everything to do with who she will be."

"How can you be so certain?"

"Cerebral damage of this extent is…there's no coming back from it."

"You just said she'd—"

"After this procedure."

"So this is experimental?"

"Of course. She signed up to be a donor. In this case, a donor to science."

"If this is successful—"

"When this is successful, you mean."

"If you insist."

"I do."

"So, when this is successful…what’s next?"

"She'll be a beacon of hope."

"Hope for whom?"

"For every person suffering extreme mental damage. For every parent with a damaged child. For any average Joe who cracks his skull open for kicks and giggles. She's the door to the new age."

"You think this will catch on?"

"People are always looking for cures; this is just that.”

"Will she remember who she is?"

"Who she was, you mean?"

"Of course."

"No. The damage was too much to recover personal memories. She'll remember basic motor functions, and will be able to learn.”

"But she won't be the same person."

"Never. We'll give her a new identity, re-teach her everything. We'll keep her safe from outside interference."

"Why?"

"People are viruses in themselves. They see a pretty new toy, have to have it, and then destroy it."

"So she'll be completely secluded?"

"Of course not. She'll have doctors and pre-screened tutors. She'll have the best of everything. The military insists on it; they want this project to succeed as much as anyone…maybe even more so."

"What is this project called, by the by?"

"I would think it was obvious after everything we've just discussed, Miss Watson."

"For the record."

"It's elementary dear. This is Project Rebirth. An artificial start at recreating life."