The Matrix Reloaded

2003 film by The Wachowskis

The Matrix Reloaded is a 2003 film, and the second film in The Matrix series.

Everything begins with choice.
Written and directed by Lilly & Lana Wachowski
Reload Before the Revolution Begins.  (taglines)

Neo edit

What happened, happened, and could not have happened any other way.
  • Choice.  The problem is choice.

Morpheus edit

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.
  • 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?

Agent Smith edit

  • 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!
  • I'm sorry, gentlemen, but this is a dead end.

The Merovingian edit

I drank too much wine, I must take a piss. Cause and effect.
  • 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.
  • "Handle" us?! You'll "handle" us?! You know, your predecessors had a lot more respect!
  • Mark my words, boy, and mark them well. I survived your predecessors and I will survive you.

Dialogue edit

[After parking the hovership]
Morpheus: Link. Given your experience I can't say I fully understand your reasons for serving aboard my ship. However, if you wish to continue to do so, I must ask you to do one thing.
Link: What's that, sir?
Morpheus: To trust me.

Morpheus: [Speaking before all Zionites gathered in a cavern] Zion, hear me! It is true what many of you have heard: the machines have raised an army and, as I speak, that army is drawing nearer to our home. [Congregants murmurs frightened and disturbed] Believe me when I say we have a difficult time ahead of us. But if we are to understand it, we must first shed our fear of it. I stand here now before you, truthfully, unafraid. Why? Because I believe something you do not? No! I stand here without fear because I remember. I remember that I stand here not because of the path that lies before me, but because of the path that lies behind me. I remember that for one hundred years, we have fought these Machines. I remember that for one hundred years, they have sent their armies to destroy us. And after a century of war, I remember that which matters most: WE ARE STILL HERE! [thunderous cheers] Tonight, let us make them remember! Tonight, let us shake these caves of earth, fire, steel and stone! Tonight, let us be heard from red core to black sky! Tonight, let us make them remember: this is Zion! And we are not afraid! [to more, louder cheers, he waves in farewell and leaves them to celebrate]

[In the elevator]
Morpheus: What can you see, Neo?
Neo: It’s strange, the code is somehow different.
Morpheus: Encrypted?
Neo: Maybe.
Trinity: Is that good for us or bad for us?
Neo: Well, it looks like every floor is wired with explosives.
Trinity: Bad for us.
Morpheus: Here we go.
Maitre d’: Puis-je vous aider? :[Translation: Can I help you?]
Morpheus: Yes, we are here to speak with the Merovingian.
Maitre d’: Of course, he has been expecting you. Follow me.

[Neo, Morpheus and Trinity arrive at the restaurant and walk up to the Merovingian]
Merovingian: Aha, here he is at last. Neo, the One himself, right? And the legendary Morpheus. And Trinity of course, si belle qu’elle me fait souffrir [Translation: so beautiful that it makes me suffer]. I have heard so much, you honor me. Please, sit, join us. This is my wife, Persephone. Something to eat? Drink? Hmm… of course, such things are contrivances like so much here. For the sake of appearances.
Neo: No, thank you.
Merovingian: Yes, of course, who has time? Who has time? But then if we do not ever take time, how can we ever have time? Château Haut-Brion 1959, magnificent wine, I love French wine, like I love the French language. I have sampled every language, French is my favorite – fantastic language, especially to curse with. Nom de Dieu de putain de bordel de merde de saloperies de connards d’enculés de ta mère. [Translation: Holy name of/God/dammit/sake pussy whore bitch asshole ass-fucked faggot] You see, it’s like wiping your ass with silk, I love it.
Morpheus: You know why we are here.
Merovingian: Hmm, I am a trafficker of information, I know everything I can. The question is, do you know why you are here?
Morpheus: We are looking for the Keymaker.
Merovingian: Oh yes, it is true. The Keymaker, of course. But this is not a reason, this is not a "why". The Keymaker himself, his very nature, is means, it is not an end, and so, to look for him is to be looking for a means to do... what?
Neo: You know the answer to that question.
Merovingian: But do you? You think you do but you do not. You are here because you were sent here, you were told to come here and you obeyed. [Laughs] It is, of course, the way of all things. You see, there is only one constant, one universal, it is the only real truth: causality. Action. Reaction. Cause and effect.
Morpheus: Everything begins with choice.
Merovingian: No. Wrong. Choice is an illusion, created between those with power, and those without. Look there, at that woman. My God, just look at her. Affecting everyone around her, so obvious, so bourgeois, so boring. But wait… Watch – you see, I have sent her dessert, a very special dessert. I wrote it myself. It starts so simply, each line of the program creating a new effect, just like poetry. [the woman cuts a sliver of the cake with her fork and then puts it in her mouth] First, a rush… heat… her heart flutters. [she takes a sip of wine] You can see it, Neo, yes? She does not understand why – is it the wine? No. What is it then, what is the reason? And soon it does not matter, soon the why and the reason are gone, and all that matters is the feeling itself. This is the nature of the universe. We struggle against it, we fight to deny it, but it is of course pretense, it is a lie. Beneath our poised appearance, [at this point, the woman is feeling a pleasurable sensation in her body] the truth is we are completely out of control. [an explosion is seen in the code and she quietly gets up from the table and leaves] Causality. There is no escape from it, we are forever slaves to it. Our only hope, our only peace is to understand it, to understand the "why". "Why" is what separates us from them, you from me. "Why" is the only real social power, without it you are powerless. And this is how you come to me, without "why", without power. Another link in the chain. But fear not, since I have seen how good you are at following orders, I will tell you what to do next. Run back, and give the fortune teller this message: Her time is almost up. Now I have some real business to do, I will say adieu and goodbye.
Neo: This isn’t over.
Merovingian: Oh yes, it is. The Keymaker is mine and I see no reason why I should give him up. No reason at all.
Persephone: Where are you going?
Merovingian: Please, ma chérie [Translation: my darling], I’ve told you, we are all victims of causality. I drank too much wine, I must take a piss. Cause and effect. Au revoir.
[One of the Merovingian's henchmen hovers a hand over Trinity's shoulder]
Trinity: Touch me, and that hand will never touch anything again.
Neo: Well, that didn’t go so well.
Morpheus: Are you certain Oracle didn’t say anything else?
Neo: Yes.
Trinity: Maybe we did something wrong.
Neo: Or didn’t do something.
Morpheus: No, what happened happened and couldn’t have happened any other way.
Neo: How do you know?
Morpheus: We are still alive.

Persephone: If you want the Keymaker, follow me. [to man in washroom] Get out! I’m so sick of his bullshit. On and on, pompous prick. A long time ago, when we first came here, it was so different. He was so different. He was like you. I’ll give you what you want. But you have to give me something.
Neo: What?
Persephone: A kiss.
Trinity: Excuse me?
Persephone: I want you to kiss me as if you were kissing her.
Neo: Why?
Persephone: You love her. She loves you. It’s all over you both. A long time ago, I knew what that felt like. I want to remember it. I want to sample it. That’s all, just a sample.
Trinity: Why don’t you sample this instead? [She holds up her gun to Persephone's head]
Morpheus: Trinity.
Persephone: Such emotion over something so small. It’s just a kiss.
Neo: Why should we trust you?
Persephone: If I don’t deliver you to the Keymaker, she can kill me.
Neo: All right.
Persephone: But you have to make me believe I am her.
Neo: All right.
Persephone: [Neo kisses her; she is not satisfied] Terrible. Forget it.
Neo: Wait. Okay.
Persephone: [he kisses her again; this time...] Ahh, yes. That’s it. I envy you. But such a thing is not meant to last. Come with me.

[Persephone leads the three through a kitchen and comes up to door, closes it, turns a key, reopens it revealing a grandiose atrium]
Link: Not again!
Persephone: [she leads the three into a library with two goons watching The Brides of Dracula who immediately stand up startled] It’s all right, boys, they’re with me. These fellas work for my husband, they do his dirty work. They’re very good, very loyal. Aren’t you, boys?
Cain and Abel: Yes, Mistress.
Persephone: They come from a much older version of the Matrix, but like so many back then, they caused more problems than they solved. My husband saved them because they’re notoriously difficult to terminate. How many people keep silver bullets in their gun? [She holds up the gun and shoots one goon in the head and his body falls back onto a couch] You can either run to the restaurant and tell my husband what I have done, or you can stay there and die. :[Other goon runs off] He’s in the ladies’ room... [To Nebuchadnezzar crew] Hurry. [She opens revolving bookcase door and she leads them into a dungeon opening door to The Keymaker's workroom]
Neo: My name is Neo.
Keymaker: Yes, I’m The Keymaker, I’ve been waiting for you.

[Merovingian bursts in room with his goon posse behind him]
Merovingian: Oh God, my God, Persephone how could you do this, you betrayed me! [Speaks French]
Persephone: Cause and effect, my love.
Merovingian: Cause? There is no cause for this, what cause?
Persephone: What cause? How about the lipstick you’re still wearing?
Merovingian: Lipstick? Lipstick? What craziness you are talking about woman, there is no lipstick.
Persephone: She wasn’t kissing your face, my love.
Merovingian: Ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai, woman, this is nothing, c’est rien [Translation: it's nothing], c’est rien du tout [Translation: it's nothing at all]. It’s a game, it is only a game.
Persephone: So is this. Have fun.
Merovingian: All right. All right. Let us find out where this goes. You two, get the Keymaker. [The twins phantasmographosize and sink completely into the floor]
Trinity: That’s a nice trick.
Keymaker: I cannot go back. [He runs out of the room with Trinity and Morpheus following]
Neo: I’ll handle them.
Merovingian: "Handle" us?! You’ll "handle" us?! You know, your predecessors had much more respect. [He gestures to the goons and they all walk forward holding up assault rifles and barrage Neo with him stoically freezing all bullets in middle air, then they all fall to the ground simultaneously] Okay, you have some skill. Kill him. [Neo puts his right hand behind his back and gestures with his left hand as if to say; it's your move, and the goons all rush him grabbing decorative blade weapons to fight him and Neo fends them off and thwarts one who swings at him with just a hand, but it draws blood]
Merovingian: You see, he’s just a man.
Merovingian: [Neo finishes off the last goon] Damn it, woman, you will be the end of me. Mark my words, boy, and mark them well. I have survived your predecessors, and I will survive you! [He leaves the room]

[They burst into a parking garage]
Trinity: Where are you going?
Keymaker: Another way, always another way. Close it, quick. [A twin rushes to the door and thwarts the door shutting with an arm with Trinity pumping several rounds into the arm]
Twin 1: Could we move along? [Twin 2 phantasmographosizes through the door with Trinity emptying an entire gun clip fruitlessly]
Keymaker: Run! [He runs off to a vehicle to hotwire it for escape]
Twin 2: [Twin 2 gets Trinity into a bind holding a blade to her neck] Step away from the door. [Morpheus relaxes grip on door and steps off] We owe you for that.
Twin 1: [phantasmographosizes and back to default with bullet wounds and damaged clothing disappeared] Just like new.
Twin 2: Drop your weapon. [Keymaker gets their attention and Trinity runs to vehicle and Morpheus fights both the twins simultaneously]
Morpheus: Stay with him.
Trinity: What about Neo?
Morpheus: He can handle himself.
Trinity: Get in the back.
[Neo appears in hallway leading to parking garage and then flies down when a twin spots him and fully shuts the door then Neo reopens the door to reveal that he's in a mountain range]
Neo: Oh shit.
Link: Operator.
Neo: Link, where am I?
Link: You’re not gonna believe this, but you’re all the way up in the mountains.
Neo: Really.
Link: Yeah, it’s gonna take me a while to get up an exit. Oh shit.
Neo: What?
Link: Those Twin things are after Morpheus and Trinity, and I don’t have a way to get them out.
Neo: Where are they?
Link: Middle of the city, 500 miles due south.

These doors lead to many places—hidden places; but one door is special—one door leads to the source.
The Keymaker

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.

Trinity: Be careful.
Neo: Hello.
Seraph: You seek the Oracle.
Neo: Who are you?
Seraph: I am Seraph. I can take you to her. But first, I must apologize.
Neo: Apologize for what?
Seraph: For this. [He and Neo have a huge martial arts fight] Good. The Oracle has many enemies. I had to be sure.
Neo: Of what?
Seraph: That you are The One.
Neo: You could’ve just asked.
Seraph: No. You do not truly know someone until you fight them. Come, she’s waiting.
Link: Where the hell’d they go?
Neo: These are back doors, aren’t they? Programmer access.
[Seraph nods]
Neo: How do they work? The code is hidden in tumblers. One position opens a lock. Another position opens one of these doors. Are you a programmer?
Seraph: [shakes head]
Neo: Then what are you?
Seraph: I protect that which matters most. [He brings Neo to the Oracle who is sitting on a bench in a courtyard]

The Oracle: Well, come on. I ain’t gonna bite ya. Come around here, and let me have a look at ya. My goodness, look at you! You turned out all right, didn’t you? How do you feel?
Neo: I, uh...
The Oracle: I know you’re not sleeping. We’ll get to that. Why don’t you come and have a sit this time?
Neo: Maybe I’ll stand.
The Oracle: Well, suit yourself.
Neo: [sits down] I felt like sitting.
The Oracle: I know. So. Let’s get the obvious stuff out of the way.
Neo: You’re not human, are you?
The Oracle: Well it’s tough to get any more obvious than that.
Neo: If I had to guess, I’d say you’re a program from the machine world. So is he. [referring to Seraph]
The Oracle: So far, so good.
Neo: But if that’s true, that can mean you are a part of this system, another kind of control.
The Oracle: Keep going.
Neo: I suppose the most obvious question is, how can I trust you?
The Oracle: Bingo! It is a pickle, no doubt about it. The bad news is there’s no way if you can really know whether I’m here to help you or not. So it’s really up to you. You just have to make up your own damn mind to either accept what I’m going to tell you, or reject it. Candy?
Neo: D’you already know if I’m going to take it?
The Oracle: Wouldn’t be much of an Oracle if I didn’t.
Neo: But if you already know, how can I make a choice?
The Oracle: Because you didn’t come here to make the choice, you’ve already made it. You’re here to try to understand why you made it. I thought you’d have figured that out by now.
Neo: Why are you here?
The Oracle: Same reason. I love candy.
Neo: But why help us?
The Oracle: We’re all here to do what we’re all here to do. I’m interested in one thing, Neo, the future. And believe me, I know – the only way to get there is together.
Neo: Are there other programs like you?
The Oracle: Oh, well, not like me. But… Look, see those birds? At some point a program was written to govern them. A program was written to watch over the trees, and the wind, the sunrise, and sunset. There are programs running all over the place. The ones doing their job, doing what they were meant to do, are invisible. You’d never even know they were here. But the other ones, well, we hear about them all the time.
Neo: I’ve never heard of them.
The Oracle: Of course you have. Every time you’ve heard someone say they saw a ghost, or an angel. Every story you’ve ever heard about vampires, werewolves, or aliens is the system assimilating some program that’s doing something they’re not supposed to be doing.
Neo: Programs hacking programs. Why?
The Oracle: They have their reasons, but usually a program chooses exile when it faces deletion.
Neo: And why would a program be deleted?
The Oracle: Maybe it breaks down. Maybe a better program is created to replace it – happens all the time, and when it does, a program can either choose to hide here, or return to The Source.
Neo: The machine mainframe?
The Oracle: Yes. Where you must go. Where the path of The One ends. You’ve seen it, in your dreams, haven’t you? The door made of light?
Neo: [Nods]
The Oracle: What happens when you go through the door?
Neo: I see Trinity, and something happens, something bad. She starts to fall, and then I wake up.
The Oracle: Do you see her die?
Neo: No.
The 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?
The 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?
The Oracle: No. You’ve already made the choice, now you have to understand it.
Neo: No, I can’t do that. I won’t.
The Oracle: You have to.
Neo: Why?
The Oracle: Because you’re The One.
Neo: What if I can’t? What happens if I fail?
The Oracle: Then Zion will fall. Our time is up. Listen to me, Neo. You can save Zion if you reach The Source, but to do that you will need the Keymaker.
Neo: The Keymaker?
The Oracle: Yes, he disappeared some time ago. We did not know what happened to him until now. He’s being held prisoner by a very dangerous program, one of the oldest of us. He is called the Merovingian, and he will not let him go willingly.
Neo: What does he want?
The Oracle: What do all men with power want? More power. Be there, at that exact time, and you will have a chance.
Seraph: We must go.
The Oracle: Seems like every time we meet I’ve got nothing but bad news. I’m sorry about that, I surely am. But for what it’s worth, you’ve made a believer out of me. Good luck, kiddo.

Smith: Mr. Anderson! Did you get my package?
Neo: Yeah.
Smith: Well, good.
Morpheus: Smith.
Link: Whoever it is, he’s not reading like an agent.
Smith: Surprised to see me?
Neo: No.
Smith: Then you’re aware of it.
Neo: Of what?
Smith: Our connection. I don’t fully understand how it happened. Perhaps some part of you imprinted onto me, something overwritten or copied. That is at this point irrelevant, what matters is that whatever happened, happened for a reason.
Neo: And what reason is that?
Smith: I killed you, Mr. Anderson, I watched you die… 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 the system, because of you I’ve changed – I’m unplugged – a new man, so to speak, like you, apparently free.
Neo: Congratulations.
Smith: Thank you. But as you well know, appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we’re here. We’re not here because we’re free, we’re here because we’re not free. There’s no escaping reason, no denying purpose – because as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist.
Smith 2: It is purpose that created us,
Smith 3: Purpose that connects us,
Smith 4: Purpose that pulls us,
Smith 5: That guides us,
Smith 6: That drives us,
Smith 7: It is purpose that defines,
Smith 8: Purpose that binds us.
Smith: We’re here because of you, Mr. Anderson, we’re here to take from you what you tried to take from us. Purpose.
Trinity: What’s happening to him?
Link: I don’t know.
Smith: [attempting to copy himself into Neo] Yes, that’s it, it’ll be over soon.

Agent Jackson: You.
Smith: Yes me. Me, me, me!
Agent Jackson/Smith: Me too!

Trinity: You always told me the freeway was suicide.
Morpheus: Then let us hope, that I was wrong.

[First twin phantasmographosizes back to his seat in the Cadillac Escalade pick-up]
Twin 1: We are getting aggravated.
Twin 2: Yes, we are.

Keymaker: There’s a building. Inside this building there’s a level where no elevator can go, and no stair can reach. This level is filled with doors. These doors lead to many places, hidden places, but one door is special. One door leads to the Source. This building is protected by a very secure system. Every alarm triggers the bomb.
Vector: Bomb? Did he say bomb?
Keymaker: But like all systems it has a weakness. The system is based on the rules of a building. One system built on another.
Morpheus: Electricity.
Keymaker: If one fails, so must the other.
Niobe: No electricity, no alarms.
Ghost: But you’d have to take out a whole city block to kill the power to a building like that.
Keymaker: Not one, 27.
Vector: 27 blocks?
Keymaker: There is a power station. it must be destroyed.
Niobe: There must be some kind of failsafe.
Keymaker: Yes, there is an emergency system. The core network of the grid must be accessed. The emergency system must be deactivated.
Soren: Then what do you need us for? Neo could take ’em both out easier than we could.
Keymaker: There’s no time.
Niobe: Why?
Keymaker: Once the door is unprotected, the connection will be severed. But another connection must first be made.
Ghost: How long will that take?
Keymaker: Exactly 314 seconds.
Soren: Just over 5 minutes.
Keymaker: That is the length and breadth of the window. Only The One can open the door, and only during that window can the door be opened.
Niobe: How do you know all this?
Keymaker: I know because I must know. It’s my purpose. It’s the reason I’m here. Same reason we’re all here.
Trinity: Neo, I know something’s wrong. You don’t have to tell me. I just want you to know that I’m here.
Keymaker: All must be done as one.
Link: Can’t hurt.
Keymaker: If one fails, all fail.
Morpheus: At midnight, there’s a shift change in the security of both buildings. At midnight, we will strike.
Guard 1: Hey! You count sheep at home.
Guard 2: Why, I get paid to count ’em here.
Jax: Okay, they’re inside.
Axel: How much time?
Jax: 12 minutes.
Axel: Oh shit!
Morpheus: All of our lives we have fought this war. Tonight I believe we can end it. Tonight is not an accident. There are no accidents. We have not come here by chance. I do not believe in chance when I see 3 objectives, 3 captains, 3 ships. I do not see coincidence, I see providence, I see purpose. I believe it is our fate to be here. It is our destiny. I believe this night holds for each and every one of us the very meaning of our lives.
Neo: I want to ask you to do something, but I don’t know how.
Trinity: I promise you, if I can, I will.
Neo: What if I asked you to stay out of this, no matter what. To stay out of the Matrix?
Trinity: Why?
Neo: Please.
Trinity: All right.
Morpheus: What is it, Niobe?
Niobe: I can’t help it, Morpheus, I can’t help thinking – what if you’re wrong. What if all this – the prophecy, everything – is bullshit.
Morpheus: 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.
Axel: Incoming. Incoming! Incoming!
Morpheus: 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?
Soren: Time?
Vector: 3 minutes.
Binary: Almost there.
Keymaker: It is time.
Trinity: Find the others.
Link: Got Niobe right there, they’re already out of the station.
Trinity: What about Soren?
Link: There, they’re still inside, but…
Trinity: They’re not moving.
Morpheus: That’s it, let’s go.
Trinity: Call Neo now.
Link: Lost them. They’re inside the portal.
Trinity: What about the grid?
Link: Everything’s still operational. Emergency system’s already rerouting power. Jesus. As soon as they open that door, it’s all over.
Trinity: The hell it is.
Link: What are you… Trinity?
Trinity: I will not stand here and do nothing. I will not wait here to watch them die.
Link: Trinity, we’re talking less then 5 minutes here.
Trinity: In 5 minutes, I’ll tear that whole goddamn building down.
Neo: How much further?
Keymaker: Here, just here.
Smith: I’m sorry, this is a dead end.
Link: It’s gotta be the ugliest hack I have ever done. That’s as close as I can get ya. You better grow some wings. [Trinity calls him] Operator.
Trinity: I’m in.
Link: Keep moving, 65th floor.
Smith: you look surprised to see me again, Mr. Anderson, that’s the difference between us. I’ve been expecting you.
Neo: What do you want, Smith?
Smith: Oh you haven’t figured that out? Still using all the muscles except the one that matters. I want exactly what you want. I want everything.
Morpheus: Would that include a bullet from this gun?
Smith: Go ahead, shoot. The best thing about being me – there’s so many me’s.

Computer Room Technician: Christ, what happened in here?
Computer Room Guard: Hold it right there, little lady.
Smith: If you can’t beat us, join us.
Neo: Morpheus!
Link: Still no sight of them. I don’t know what they’re doing, but they only got 2 minutes left. One minute!
Trinity: Come on. Come on. Please.
Smiths: Kill them.
Link: They’re in. I don’t believe it.
Keymaker: It was meant to be. Morpheus. That door will take you home. [to Neo] You’ll know which door. Hurry, Neo.
Link: Trinity, I got some serious activity headed your way. [To Morpheus] We got a serious situation, sir.
Morpheus: Oh, no.

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 gonna 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 equalled 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.

Neo: If I were you, I'd hope we never meet again.
The Architect (matter-of-fact, shrugging slightly): We won't.

Roland: Lock was right. He guessed that the machines would cut off the mainlines in and out of Zion. He thought a counterattck might suprise them. It sounded good. We figured we had a shot, until someone screwed it up.
Colt: An EMP was triggered before we could get in position.
Mauser: Five ships were instantly downed.
Colt: When the machines broke through, it wasn’t a battle. It was a slaughter.
Link: Was it an accident? Some sort of malfunction?
AK: No one knows.
Roland: Someone does.
Morpheus: Who?
Roland: Once the machines were done with us, they started digging again. We made a quick pass to look for survivors.
Link: You found one?
Roland: Only one.
[cuts to the comatose form of Neo laying on the table with a device attached to his head, while the camera pans over to another comatose form of Bane, who is also laying on the table with another device attached to his own head]

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  • Free your mind.
  • Reload in IMAX. Think big.
  • Reload before the revolution begins.
  • Desert of the real.

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