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belongs to those who know
where they belong.
- You're nervous, aren't you? - Why would I be nervous?
Just gonna decide the rest of our lives.
You're different. You don't fit in a category.
They can't control you.
They call it "divergent".
You can't let them find out about you.
And what if they already know?
Then, you're already dead.
The system remove the threat of anyone exercising their independent will.
Divergents threaten that system.
It won't be safe until they're removed.
I know who you are.
If you want to survive, follow me.
- They're gonna kill me. - I'm not gonna let that happen.
You have to trust yourself.
You're poor blend of impulses and impurities.
Don't try and defy me.