Karras: Stood the Master Builder upon the ground, and he saw that the ground was good, and clean. No grasses marred his path, nay, not a whisp of vilest weed did spoil his view. Let thy furnace be fueled... Robot: Builder fuel us. Karras: Let thy buildings be sound. Robot: Builder fuel us. Karras: Let thy foes be vanquished, and all thyn endeavours be a blessing unto thee! Robot: Builder, Forger, Father, fuel us now.
When I was very young, Karras took me away from the foundry mother and said, 'thou art the child of my endeavours. Follow me and thou shalt... inherit the Earth...'