They see a network of energy that flows through all living things. They know that all energy is only borrowed--
-- and one day you have to give it back.
GRACE: Will you listen to me? Sometimes the Na’vi themselves die in these vision quests. The venom takes you to the edge of death. And the psychoactive alkaloid in the worm-- we have no idea what that’ll do in an avatar brain.
NEYTIRI: Kissing is very good. But we have something better.
GRACE: Alright, look -- I don’t have the answers yet, I’m just now starting to even frame the questions. What we think we know -- is that there’s some kind of electrochemical communication between the roots of the trees. Like the synapses between neurons. Each tree has ten to the fourth connections to the trees around it, and there are ten to the twelfth trees on Pandora --
SELFRIDGE: That’s a lot I’m guessing.
GRACE: That’s more connections than the human brain. You get it? It’s a network -- a global network. And the Na’vi can access it -- they can upload and download data -- memories -- at sites like the one you destroyed.
SELFRIDGE: What the hell have you people been smoking out there? They’re just. Goddamn. Trees.
GRACE: You need to wake up, Parker. The wealth of this world isn’t in the ground -- it’s all around us. The Na’vi know that, and they’re fighting to defend it. If you want to share this world with them, you need to understand them.
JAKE: The way I had it figured, Toruk is the baddest cat in the sky. Nothing attacks him. So why would he ever look up? But that was just a theory.
JAKE: The Sky People have sent a message that they can take whatever they want, and no one can stop them. But we will send them a message. Ride out, as fast as the wind can carry you, tell the other clans to come. Tell them Toruk Macto calls to them. Fly now with me brothers and sisters! Fly! And we will show the Sky People that this is our land!
QUARITCH: How does it feel to betray your own race?
JAKE: The forest will heal, and so will the hearts of the People. New life keeps the energy flowing, like the breath of the world.
This is my last videolog.
The science guys will keep the lights on, here. But I won’t miss this place.
I better wrap this up. There’s a funeral tonight, and I don’t want to be late. It was someone very close to me.