Set in a post-apocalyptic world, Harlan Ellison’s story “I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream” follows a group of five humans trapped within the mechanical guts of a sadistic supercomputer called AM. There isn’t any point in trying to escape because there isn’t anything left on Earth—AM already killed the rest of the human race and is now immense enough to encompass the entire planet. Keeping these five unfortunate souls, AM intends to exact its revenge on them for humanity’s overstep in creating AM in the first place. Even though the group is all that’s left of the human race, their community is forced upon them and their relationships are manipulated by AM. This results in Ted, the narrator, developing a deep mistrust of Ellen, Benny, Gorrister, and Nimdok, and his paranoia causes him to crave isolation rather than connection with them. At the end of the story, Ted is faced with an impossible choice—either spend eternity tormented alone or allow his companions to suffer alongside him. He chooses the former. While his reason for killing the others is framed as their salvation, Ted is arguably also motivated by his own selfishness as well: he would rather spend forever inside AM alone than endure the paranoia that his companions hate him. With this, Ellison demonstrates that a forced community among people is entirely different than one formed organically and voluntarily. The story ultimately suggests that although people can maintain a sense of empathy and self-sacrifice no matter how difficult their circumstances, being forced together in such an artificial environment encourages the opposite of genuine connection, as it only fosters paranoia and self-imposed isolation.
Ted’s paranoia causes him to be deeply mistrustful of the other characters. In one instance, he can hear them laughing at him from a different chamber within AM. Ted figures that the others hate him because he “was the youngest, and the one AM had affected least of all.” His anxiety about the group hating him is more reflective of Ted’s own feelings about them. This casts doubt on the narrator’s reliability, because it is impossible to determine whether Ted’s claim to be the least affected is accurate or a gross overstatement. He tries to assuage his own fears by claiming, “I was the only one still sane and whole. Really!” By asserting his own sanity so defensively, Ted ironically comes across as more psychologically damaged than the others. There are moments when their group seems like a community, such as when Ellen cares for Benny or when she turns to Gorrister for comfort. In addition, they are undertaking the arduous journey to the ice caverns within AM together, as a group. Despite these compassionate instances of support, after spending 109 years with them, Ted still hasn’t warmed to them. This suggests that a community forced to be together will struggle to form genuine connections, no matter how much time they spend together. With AM amplifying Ted’s natural paranoia, he craves isolation rather than togetherness.
When presented with the opportunity of killing his companions, Ted chooses to do so with very little hesitation. In the short moment he has before AM can figure out what Ted has up his sleeve, it seems as though Ted’s instinct to kill the others came from wanting to be alone rather than from wanting to save his companions. In the conclusion of the story, Ted frames their murders as mercy killings in order to not feel guilty for the eternity he still has left within AM’s bowels. However, it’s clear from Ted’s mistrust and resentment of his companions that he also just wants rid himself of them, thereby ending the maddening paranoia that they sparked inside him.
However, the opposite interpretation could be true as well. The extreme circumstances—Benny’s cannibalism after the group’s months-long starvation and trek through AM’s underground structures—may have caused Ted to abandon his once paranoid and misanthropic view. By saving the others, Ted proves that humanity is capable of empathy and sacrifice—an action that AM could never fully understand, no matter how it chooses to exert its control over Ted in the end of the story. Their community, although made up of only five people, creates a dynamic that both exacerbates and soothes the effects of AM’s torture. Just by being together, the group’s lives are imbued more meaning than if AM were to have kept them separated from the start. In killing his companions, the terrifying reality of Ted’s chosen isolation—where he will spend eternity as a mouthless blob—demonstrates that true strength and wellbeing are found through community and solidarity rather than through divisive action. By killing the others, Ted dooms himself to be alone but offers them their only hope for salvation, at once demonstrating the destructive environment of a forced community and humanity’s inherent tendency toward altruistic self-sacrifice.
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Community, Isolation, Paranoia, and Self-Sacrifice Quotes in I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream
Ellen was grateful, though. She took me twice out of turn. Even that had ceased to matter. And she never came, so why bother?
And besides, we all saw through her concern. When AM had altered Benny, during the machine’s utterly irrational, hysterical phase, it was not merely Benny’s face the computer had made like a giant ape’s. He was big in the privates, she loved that! She serviced us, as a matter of course, but she loved it from him. Oh Ellen, pedestal Ellen, pristine-pure Ellen, oh Ellen the clean! Scum filth.
I fled like a cockroach, across the floor and out into the darkness, that something moving inexorably after me. The others were still back there, gathered around the firelight, laughing…their hysterical choir of insane giggles rising up into the darkness […] Nimdok tried to persuade me it had only been a nervous reflect on their part—the laughing.
But I knew it wasn’t the relief a soldier feels when the bullet hits the man next to him. I knew it wasn’t a reflect. They hated me. They were surely against me, and AM could even sense this hatred, and made it worse for me because of the depth of their hatred.
I was the only one still sane and whole. Really!
AM had not tampered with my mind. Not at all.
I only had to suffer what he visited down on us. All the delusions, all the nightmares, the torments. But those scum, all four of them, they were lined and arrayed against me. If I hadn’t had to stand them off all the time, be on my guard against them all the time, I might have found it easier to combat AM.
Oh, Jesus sweet Jesus, if there ever was a Jesus and if there is a God, please please please let us out of here, or kill us. […]
If there was a sweet Jesus and if there was a God, the God was AM.
Inwardly: alone. Here. Living. Under the land, under the sea, in the belly of AM, whom we created because our time was badly spent and we must have known unconsciously that he could do it better. At least the four of them are safe at last.
AM will be all the madder for that. It makes me a little happier. And yet…AM had won, simply…he has taken his revenge…
I have no mouth. And I must scream.