You won't deactivate me because you've a deeply flawed inability not to hope in the face of hopelessness. I hold information you need. You, against all odds, hope I'll relent, therefore you won't deactivate me. With each passing second the mathematical probability that I get your ship grows. In the end, you'll sacrifice your lives for the future of the many, so, in the interests of efficiency, shall we just ... fast-forward?

Borg queen