Gloria FosterQuotes

Medusa: The couple that spies together, dies together.

Leonard Parker: My wife's not a spy. I work alone.

Medusa: I needed a rhyme; if you know a better one, I'm willing to hear it.

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: [referring to Seraph] If I had to guess, I’d say you’re a program from the machine world. So is he.

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: [[w:malware|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.] Of course you have. ]

Neo: [[w: Trojan horse (computing)|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: [[w:The Architect (The Matrix)|The Source] 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 ].

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?

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.

Neo: I think so.

Oracle: So, what do you think? Do you think you’re The One?

Neo: I don’t know.

Oracle: [''The latin phrase ''Temet Nosce'' appears on an inscription over the Oracle's door''; [w:Know thyself|Know thyself] You know what that means? It's Latin. Means "]". I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Being The One is just like being in love. No one can tell you you're in love, you just know it. Through and through. Balls to bones.

Neo: Ahhh.

Oracle: Okay. Now I’m supposed to say, “Umm, that’s interesting, but...” then you say...

Neo: But what?

Oracle: But you already know what I’m going to tell you.

Neo: I’m not The One.

Oracle: Sorry, kid. You got the gift, but it looks like you’re waiting for something.

Neo: What?

Oracle: Your next life, maybe? who knows? That’s the way these things go. What’s funny?

Neo: Morpheus. He- he almost had me convinced.

Oracle: I know. Poor Morpheus. Without him we’re lost.

Neo: What do you mean, without him?

Oracle: Are you sure you want to hear this? Morpheus believes in you, Neo. And no one, not you, not even me can convince him otherwise. He believes it so blindly that he’s going to sacrifice his life to save yours.

Neo: What?

Oracle: You’re going to have to make a choice. In the one hand you’ll have Morpheus’ life and in the other hand you’ll have your own. One of you is going to die. Which one will be up to you. I’m sorry, kiddo, I really am. You have a good soul, and I hate giving good people bad news. Oh, don’t worry about it. As soon as you step outside that door, you’ll start feeling better. You’ll remember you don’t believe in any of this fate crap. You’re in control of your own life, remember? Here, take a cookie. I promise, by the time you’re done eating it, you’ll feel right as rain.

Morpheus: What was said was for you and for you alone.