The Swollen Eyeball Agents had removed Zim's handcuffs so that he could work on his robot. They kept trying to free the humans in the tubes but Zim's controls were in Irken which not even Dib could fully decipher and Zim kept saying he needed the humans for his plan.

After Dib had made sure that Gaz was unharmed, he went over to Zim. He watched as Zim slowly began to piece Gir back together for a while before speaking.

"How come Gaz still remembers everything? She told me how you were talking to her when she came here," Dib asked.

"I never wiped her," Zim replied."I had a feeling that you would be coming soon."

"Well then what did you mean by it would be easy to make you want to die? You always seemed like you would purposely not die just to get on everyone's nerves."

The Irken chuckled sadly. "That answer lies in my personal history and I would rather not reveal that."

"Why not?" Dib demanded. "I used to think I knew everything about you but now I find I don't. You seem much more…human then you did when you appeared on Earth."

Zim sighed." Will I ever get rid of your questioning? Fine. Do you remember Tak?"

"Of course I do. Her ship is still in my garage."

"She is the perfect model of an Irken. Resentful, resourceful, clever, and would rather die than displease the Tallests. I was like that too once, but then something terrible in the eyes of the Empire happened. I became defective.

"You see, ever since Irkens stopped reproducing naturally and started growing smeets artificially, the PAK has been literally our life. It contains downloads of traits like personality and training. That's why having a defective PAK is such an embarrassment to yourself and the Empire. It means that the body carrying the Pak is a mistake and mistakes are not tolerated within the Empire.

"The part of my original PAK that was defective was the emotion firewall. Instead of stopping feelings of attachment, pride, and such, I was feeling them at full blast and that frightened me. You see, I was the greatest Invader in the Empire. Not even the Meekrob were able to detect me, though I admit I wasn't on their planet long. For awhile, I pretended to be like all other Irkens so that I wouldn't be banished or deactivated.

"Then they began the Assigning for Operation Impending Doom. They wanted Universal conquest and would stop at nothing to get that. I realized that concurring the Universe would create a lot of enemies and eventually they would rebel. Even a single being from each planet would create an incredible army larger than that ever seen before. The Irken race would be wiped out in no time at all. I was about to show my outrage, but I saw my colleagues whole-heartedly supporting the Tallests idea.

"This created some confusion within me. Why would they support something so entirely foolish? Why didn't I want to agree with the Tallests? Of course, I did my research and came up with a shocking discovery. The leaders for generations had put a program within the PAK to cause their subjects to want to agree with them no matter what. This would be quite useful when solving arguments but in the hands of our current, foolish Tallests, it is quite dangerous.

"I knew that this program must be stopped for the sake of the survival of the Irken Empire. I formed a plan. By pretending that my defect had driven me to insanity, I forced the Tallests to look upon me as an annoyance. The banished me to Foodcortia after I nearly wiped out my civilization and completely ruined Operation Impending Doom. Later I escaped from Foodcourtia and pretended to still believe that I was an Invader though I had been reprogrammed as a food service drone. The Tallests sent me out into space, hoping to be rid of me, but I found a planet that had yet to be discovered. It was called Earth.

"I set up base here and began to free prisoners on concurred planets. They formed a group now called the Resisty and I have been revealing secrets of the Irkens to them. They don't know who I am or what species I am because they might reveal me if they were captured.

"Now human, prepare your colleagues! Once these humans are finished being will-wiped, we will begin the next phase of my plan! If it doesn't work, we will all want to die if we aren't already."