The Matrix Reloaded
2003 film by The Wachowskis
Reload Before The Revolution Begins. (taglines)
- Choice. The problem is choice.
- Then tomorrow we may all be dead, but how would that be different from any other day? This is a war, and we are soldiers. Death can come for us at any time, in any place. Now consider the alternative. What if I am right? What if the prophecy is true? What if tomorrow the war could be over? Isn't that worth fighting for? Isn't that worth dying for?
- I killed you, Mr. Anderson, I watched you die; and with a certain satisfaction, I might add. And then something happened. Something that I knew was impossible, but it happened anyway: you destroyed me, Mr. Anderson. Afterward, I knew the rules, I understood what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I couldn't. I was compelled to stay. Compelled to disobey. And now here I stand because of you, Mr Anderson. Because of you, I'm no longer an agent of this system. Because of you, I'm changed, unplugged, a new man, so to speak, like you, apparently free.
- We're not here because we're free; we're here because we're not free. There's no escaping reason, no denying purpose, for as we both know, without purpose we would not exist. It is purpose that created us, purpose that connects us, purpose that pulls us, that guides us, that drives us; it is purpose that defines, purpose that binds us. We are here because of you, Mr. Anderson. We're here to take from you what you tried to take from us... Purpose!
- Who has time? Who has time? But then if we do not ever take time, how can we ever have time?
- Choice is an illusion, created between those with power, and those without.
- Mark my words, boy, and mark them well. I survived your predecessors and I will survive you.
- Oracle: You have the sight now Neo. You are looking at the world without time.
- Neo: Then why can't I see what happens to her?
- Oracle: We can never see past the choices we don't understand.
- Neo: Are you saying I have to choose whether Trinity lives or dies?
- Oracle: No! You've already made the choice. Now you have to understand it.
- Neo: What does he want?
- The Oracle: What do all men with power want? More power.
- The Architect: Hello, Neo.
- Neo: Who are you?
- The Architect: I am the Architect. I created the Matrix. I have been waiting for you. You have many questions and though the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize, it is also the most irrelevant.
- Neo: Why am I here?
- The Architect: Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the Matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control, which has led you, inexorably, here.
- Neo: You haven't answered my question.
- The Architect: Quite right. ...Interesting, that was quicker than the others.
- Neo Monitors: Others? What others? How many? Answer me.
- The Architect: The Matrix is older than you know. I prefer counting from the emergence of one integral anomaly to the emergence of the next, in which case this is the sixth version.
- Neo Monitors: Five ones before me? Bullshit. Liar!
- Neo: There are only two possible explanations: either no one told me…or no one knows.
- The Architect: Precisely. As you are undoubtedly gathering, the anomaly is systemic, creating fluctuations in even the most simplistic equations.
- Neo Monitors: You can't control me! I'm going to smash you into fucking bits! FUCKING DEAD! I'll fucking kill you! I can say whatever I want! You can't make me do that! You old, white, prick!
- Neo: … Choice. The problem is choice.
- The Architect: The first Matrix I designed was quite naturally perfect; it was a work of art, flawless, sublime. A triumph equaled only by its monumental failure. The inevitability of its doom is apparent to me now as a consequence of the imperfection inherent in every human being. Thus I redesigned it, based on your history, to more accurately reflect the varying grotesqueries of your nature. However, I was again frustrated by failure. I have since come to understand that the answer eluded me because it required a lesser mind, or perhaps a mind less bound by the parameters of perfection. Thus the answer was stumbled upon by another: an intuitive program, initially created to investigate certain aspects of the human psyche. If I am the father of the Matrix, she would undoubtedly be its mother.
- Neo: The Oracle.
- The Architect: Please. As I was saying, she stumbled upon a solution whereby nearly 99% of all test subjects accepted the program as long as they were given a choice, even if they were only aware of the choice at a near-unconscious level. While this answer functioned, it was obviously fundamentally flawed, thus creating the otherwise-contradictory systemic anomaly that if left unchecked might threaten the system itself. Ergo, those that refused the program, while a minority, if unchecked would constitute an escalating probability of disaster.
- Neo: This is about Zion.
- The Architect: You are here because Zion is about to be destroyed, its every living inhabitant terminated, its entire existence eradicated.
- Neo: Bullshit. [The monitors have the same response, but in anger]
- The Architect: Denial is the most predictable of all human responses. But, rest assured, this will be the sixth time we have destroyed it, and we have become exceedingly efficient at it.
- Free your mind.
- Reload in IMAX. Think big.
- Reload before the revolution begins.
- Desert of the real.