Laurence FishburneQuotes

Dodge: What the hell's going on?!

Piper: How the hell should I know?!

Sargeant Bailey: [Paul Milliner's shooting] Call the radio for help!

Milliner: [continues shooting and the flame starts; Guns run out of bullets and picks up the shotgun] Haha!

Sargeant Bailey: [Opens the bus door and Paul Milliner shoots him; thud to the ground when he died] Ah!

Piper: Let's go.

Dodge: Wait a minute, I'm not going anywhere!

Piper: [Drags him] You move what I say you move!

Milliner: [shooting Dodge and Piper] Hahaha! Here, pussy, pussy!

Dodge: Let's get outta here!

Milliner: [continuing shooting them and shot the prisoner bus to explode and Dodge and Piper jumps to the ground while they scream] Pussy!

Milliner: [softly laughs] Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm! Sweet little kitty got them virgin hands. Cute little kitty cat like you ain't supposed to be out here shoveling no ditches. This here's man's work. Hey, bitch, are you listening to me? You know, I'm just looking for a little pussy like you to keep me warm at night.

Dodge: [hits him with a shovel; Fighting him with a shovel] Now that's using your head! COME ON!

Piper: [Holds Dodge with a shovel from hitting Paul Milliner; Grabs the shovel from him] Do you think he's had enough, convict? You been here one day, you wanna fight everybody?

Dodge: I ain't supposed to be here.

Piper: [Drops the shovel] And nobody supposed to be here.

Sargeant Bailey: [shoves the prisoner aside] Alright, break it up! Break it up! Move your big ass out of the way! (to Piper) Cause of problems already, Piper?

Piper: I had nothing to do with it, alright?!

Dodge: He's telling a truth.

Sargeant Bailey: Now shut up, Dodge.

Dodge: Wait a minute!

Sargeant Bailey: (to Dodge) I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP! You guys need an attitude adjustment. I got just one thing for you. Alright, Kevin.

The Guard: Dig a hole now.

Sargeant Bailey: [Lifts theirs hands on each sides; Throws their hands down] Kinda like a wedding ring. I now pronounce you convict and convict. Now get the fuck on the bus!

Piper: [playing harmonica when they are sitting down at the creek] The first thing I'm gonna do, when this shit is over is set my ass in a steamy, hot bubble bath.

Piper: Look... I ain't got nothin against white people, I just ain't had many good experiences with em. FUCK! I was out in six months. Six months, I was going home!

Akeelah: Okay. But when I'm at the bee, and they tell me to spell some little fish from Australia or some weird bacteria on the Moon, we're going to wish we'd done a little bit more "rote-morizing" and not so much essay reading. If you don't mind me saying.

Dr. Larabee: Bacteria don't exist on the Moon.

Dr. Larabee: Where do you think big words come from?

Akeelah: People with big brains?

Akeelah: I'm naturally inquisitive.

Dr. Larabee: Yes, which is also sometimes confused with being naturally obnoxious.

Akeelah: [quoting [[Marianne Williamson] Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

Dr. Larabee: Does that mean anything to you?

Akeelah: I don't know.

Dr. Larabee: It's written in plain English. What does it mean?

Akeelah: That I'm not supposed to be afraid?

Dr. Larabee: Afraid of what?

Akeelah: Afraid of... me?

Furious Styles: Why is it that there is a gun shop on almost every corner in this community?

The Old Man: Why?

Furious Styles: I'll tell you why. For the same reason that there is a liquor store on almost every corner in the black community. Why? They want us to kill ourselves.

The Old Man: Ain't nobody from outside bringing down the property value. It's these folk, shootin each other and sellin that crack rock and shit.

Furious Styles: Well, how you think the crack rock gets into the country? We don't own any planes. We don't own no ships. We are not the people who are flyin and floatin that shit in here. Why is it that there is a gun shop on almost every corner in this community?

The Old Man: Why?

Furious Styles: I'll tell you why. For the same reason that there is a liquor store on almost every corner in the black community. Why? They want us to kill ourselves.

Furious Styles: Somebody must have been praying for that fool, cause I swear I aimed right for his head.

Young Tre: You should have blew it off.

Furious Styles: Don't say that. Don't say that. Just would've contributed to the killing of another brother.

Furious Styles: [to Tre, who has his gun in his hand, after Ricky had been shot] I want you to give me the gun. Oh, I get it. You gonna end like Doughboy? Like little Chris in a wheelchair? Give me the motherfucking gun, Tre!

Furious Styles: [referring to drug epidemic; referring to Compton, Watts, other Black ghettos] I know every time you turn on the TV that's what you see. Black People, pushing the rock, selling the rock, that's what you see. But see that wasn't a problem as long as it was here. It wasn't a problem until it was in Iowa or on Wall Street where there are hardly any black people.

Furious Styles: Any fool with a dick can make a baby, but only a real man can raise his children.

Miller: NO! No...!

Weir: You see?

Miller: [gasping] No... they're not dead! They're not... dead...!

Weir: Not yet.

Weir: No. There is no escape. The gateway is open, and you are all coming with me!

Weir: Do you see? Do you see?! DO YOU SEE?!

Miller: [grabs the detonator; activates it] Yes... I see.

Weir: [screaming in terror, denied the other surviving crewmembers] NOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Weir: I created the Event Horizon to reach the stars, but she's gone much, much farther than that. She tore a hole in our universe, a gateway to another dimension. A dimension of pure chaos. Pure... evil. When she crossed over, she was just a ship. But when she came back... she was alive! Look at her, Miller. Isn't she beautiful?

Miller: Your "beautiful" ship killed its crew, Doctor.

Weir: Well... now she has another crew. Now she has us.

Whitey Powers: Your pal Markum, the moment I laid eyes on him, I could tell he'd done time. They never lose that tension, it settles in their shoulders.

Sean Devine: He lost his daughter. That's what's in his shoulders.

Whitey Powers: No, that's in his stomach. The tension in his shoulders, that's prison.

Whitey Powers: So the wife left you six months ago?

Sean Devine: So?

Whitey Powers: So Jenny Coughlin there with the body, voice and the cuffs... This girl, she makes gay guys rethink their orientation.

Sean Devine: So, what's your point?

Whitey Powers: The girl just wants to bed you, not wed you. You don't even blink? She wants to worship at the temple of Devine.

Stans: Wow, what a shithole. You live here?

Noland: Oh, no. No. This is my summer home. I winter in the Riviera. The schools are so much nicer there. And the men... Ooh, la, la! By the way, you're welcome.

Noland: Oh. Finally found me, huh, big dog? Well, what took you so long?

Noland: [to his imaginary friend] You see the shit you've gotten us into, man? I told you that. You never listen to me, though. Six more. Six more fucking mouths to feed. I can barely stand living with you. How am I gonna live with them, too?

Morpheus: Are you ready for us?

Link: Almost, sir. They got some pretty ancient hacks here, we’re working on it. Did you find Neo?

Morpheus: Can’t you see him?

Link: No, sir. We were reading something but I couldn’t tell what it was.

Neo: [Trinity looks over at him] I can’t leave yet. I have to see her.

Trinity: Now?

Neo: This is my last chance.

Merovingian: [laughs; to the DJ; to Seraph; DJ shuts off music; Translation: The angel without wings; Laughs heartily] What in the hell? I don’t believe this. Hey. Hey! The prodigal child returns. L’ange sans ailes . Are you here for the bounty, Seraph? Tell me, how many bullets are there in those guns? I don’t know, but I don’t think you have enough.

Seraph: We only want to talk.

Merovingian: Oh yes, I’m sure you do. You have fought through hell to do so, yes? I’ll tell you what I will do. Put down the guns and I will promise you safe passage out of here.

Seraph: All three of us.

Merovingian: Oh yes, yes. Of course.

Merovingian: [Laughs; Translation: What a fine surprise, isn’t it?] Quelle bonne surprise, n’est pas? Who could’ve guessed we’d all be seeing each other so soon after our last meeting? The Fates are too kind. And since you, my little Judas, have brought them here, I can only surmise that the fortune teller has found herself another shell? Disappointing, but not unexpected. I do hope, however, she has the good manners to learn her lesson, and to remember that there is no action without consequence. And if you take something from me, you will pay the price.

Seraph: You know why we are here.

Merovingian: [Laughs] Come, now. What kind of question is this? Of course I know. It is my business to know. Some might think this a strange coincidence, but I do not. I am curious, though, as to how it actually happened. Do you know?

Trinity: No.

Merovingian: No? I didn’t think so. But it is always best to ask.

Morpheus: We want to make a deal.

Merovingian: [Laughs] Always straight to business, huh, Morpheus? Okay. I have something you want. To make a deal, you must have something I want, yes? And it so happens there is something I want. Something I have wanted ever since I first came here. It is said they cannot be taken, they can only be given.

Morpheus: What?

Merovingian: [Laughs] The eyes of the Oracle. I have told you before, there is no escaping the nature of the universe. It is that nature that has again brought you to me. Where some see coincidence, I see consequence. Where others see chance, I see cost. Bring me the eyes of the Oracle, and I will give you back your savior. That seems a particularly fair and reasonable deal to me. Yes? No?

Trinity: [A fight ensues, ending with everyone pointing guns at each other] I don’t have time for this shit. You wanna make a deal? How about this? You give me Neo, or we all die right here, right now.

Merovingian: Interesting deal. You are really ready to die for this man?

Trinity: [Cocks the gun she is pointing at his head] Believe it.

Persephone: She’ll do it. If she has to, she’ll kill every one of us. She’s in love.

Merovingian: It is remarkable how similar the pattern of love is to the pattern of insanity.

Trinity: Time’s up. What’s it gonna be, Merv?

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: [to Neo] It was meant to be. Morpheus. That door will take you home. You’ll know which door. Hurry, Neo.

Link: [To Morpheus] Trinity, I got some serious activity headed your way. We got a serious situation, sir.

Morpheus: Oh, no.

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: [[w:Neo (The Matrix)|The One] That is the length and breadth of the window. Only ] 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: [Trinity calls him] 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. 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.

Trinity: You always told me to stay off the freeway.

Morpheus: Yes, that’s true.

Trinity: You said it was suicide.

Morpheus: Then let us hope, that I was wrong.

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.

Trinity: Where are you going?

Keymaker: [A twin rushes to the door and thwarts the door shutting with an arm with Trinity pumping several rounds into the arm] Another way, always another way. Close it, quick.

Twin 1: [Twin 2 phantasmographosizes through the door with Trinity emptying an entire gun clip fruitlessly] Could we move along?

Keymaker: [He runs off to a vehicle to [[w:hotwire|hotwire] Run! ] it for escape]

Twin 2: [Twin 2 gets Trinity into a bind holding a blade to her neck; Morpheus relaxes grip on door and steps off] Step away from the door. We owe you for that.

Twin 1: [phantasmographosizes and back to default with bullet wounds and damaged clothing disappeared] Just like new.

Twin 2: [The Keymaker gets their attention and Trinity runs to the vehicle and Morpheus fights both the twins simultaneously] Drop your weapon.

Morpheus: Stay with him.

Trinity: What about Neo?

Morpheus: He can handle himself.

Trinity: [to the Keymaker] Get in the back.

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: [incredulously] Really.

Link: [senses danger on his monitors] 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 em out.

Neo: Where are they?

Link: [Neo flies off] Middle of the city, 500 miles due south.

Persephone: [to man in washroom] If you want the Keymaker, follow me. 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: [She holds up her gun to Persephone's head] Why don’t you sample this instead?

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.

Merovingian: [Translation: so beautiful that it makes me suffer] 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 . 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: [[w:Château Haut-Brion|Château Haut-Brion 1959; [w:Wine|wine; [w:French wine|French wine; [w:Geographical distribution of French speakers|the French language; [w:Francophile|French is my favorite; Translation: Holy name of/God/dammit/sake pussy whore bitch asshole ass-fucked faggot; [w:Anal hygiene|wiping your ass with silk] Yes, of course, who has time? Who has time? But then if we do not ever take time, how can we ever have time? ], magnificent ], I love ], like I love ]. I have sampled every language, ] – fantastic language, especially to curse with. Nom de Dieu de putain de bordel de merde de saloperies de connards d’enculés de ta mère. You see, it’s like ], I love it.

Morpheus: You know why we are here.

Merovingian: [[w:Webmaster|I am a trafficker of information] Hmm, ], 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: [Laughs] 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. 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: [[w:choice|choice] Everything begins with ].

Merovingian: [[w:illusion|illusion; [w:Trojan horse (computing)|I have sent her dessert, a very special dessert. I wrote it myself; the woman cuts a sliver of the cake with her fork and then puts it in her mouth; she takes a sip of wine; at this point, the woman is feeling a pleasurable sensation in her body; an explosion is seen in the code and she quietly gets up from the table and leaves] No. Wrong. Choice is an ], 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, ]. It starts so simply, each line of the program creating a new effect, just like poetry. First, a rush… heat… her heart flutters. 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, the truth is we are completely out of control. 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: [[w:Locksmithing|The Keymaker] Oh yes, it is. ] is mine and I see no reason why I should give him up. No reason at all.

Persephone: Where are you going?

Merovingian: [Translation: my darling; [w:Urination|I must take a piss] Please, ma chérie , I’ve told you, we are all victims of causality. I drank too much wine, ]. Cause and effect. Au revoir.

Trinity: Touch me, and that hand will never touch anything again.

Neo: Well, that didn’t go so well.

Morpheus: [[w:The Oracle (The Matrix)|Oracle] Are you certain the ] 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.

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’: [Translation: Can I help you?] Puis-je vous aider? :

Morpheus: [[w:Merovingian dynasty|the Merovingian] Yes, we are here to speak with ].

Maitre d’: Of course, he has been expecting you. Follow me.

Morpheus: [Speaking before all Zionites gathered in a cavern; Congregants murmurs frightened and disturbed; thunderous cheers; to more, louder cheers, he waves in farewell and leaves them to celebrate] 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. 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! 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!

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.

Ship captain: [i.e. 250,000 Sentinels approaching Zion] That can't be -

Morpheus: Why not? A Sentinel for every man, woman and child in Zion. That sounds exactly like the thinking of a machine to me.

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. 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?

Marion Bishop: Marcus Duvall still lives. To me this is unacceptable.

Bowery King: [chuckles] How you doing John? You look as bad as I feel. Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. Raise a hand if you can hear me, John.

Bowery King: [chuckles again as John flips him off; gets up; chuckles] Oh, shit. They took a finger. Ain't that a bitch? Oh, John fucking Wick. So, the old boy keeps his hotel and you take the fall. Can't say I blame him. I would've done the same thing if I was in his shoes. But this High Table shit... Seven cuts. Under the table is where shit gets done. And they're about to find out, if you cut a king, you better cut him to the quick. So... Let me ask you, John. How do you feel? Cause I am really pissed off. You pissed, John? Hmm? Are you?

John Wick: [gets up] Yeah.

Bowery King: Okay. You made your point. You have earned my fealty. Matter of fact, I'm gonna shove so much fealty up your ass it's gonna come spilling out of your mouth.

The Adjudicator: You had your chance.

Bowery King: Well, since you see it that way, I guess it's time I told you to climb down off your High Table and go fuck yourself.

The Adjudicator: Duly noted. You gave John Wick seven bullets, your penance will be paid with seven cuts.

Bowery King: Well, sometimes you gotta cut a motherfucker.

Bowery King: [about his carrier pigeon flock] Welcome to my Mission Control. Brain stem of my operation. The information super flyway. From whence I control the word on the street, the way of the world.

The Adjudicator: With pigeons.

Bowery King: Yes. You see rats with wings, but I see the Internet. No IP addresses. No digital footprint. Can't track it, can't hack it, can't trace it.

The Adjudicator: Can you get disease from it?

Bowery King: Well, I wouldn't recommend that you eat one.

Bowery King: Oh, and remember... you owe me.

John Wick: You don't want me owing you.

Bowery King: He's offered seven million dollars for your life. Seven million dollars is a lot of money, Mr. Wick.

John Wick: So I guess you have a choice. You want a war? Or do you wanna just give me a gun?

Bowery King: Somebody, please! Get this man a gun!

Bowery King: As I live and breathe! John Wick. The man. The myth. The legend. You're not very good at retiring.

John Wick: I'm workin on it.

Bowery King: Mr. Wick doesn't remember, but we met many years ago, before my ascension... When I was just a pawn in the game. We met and you gave me a gift, the gift that would make me a king. You don't remember, but there I was standing in an alleyway. I didn't even hear you comin'. You gave me this. Gift from the Boogeyman. Perfect for every occasion. But you also gave me a choice. Pull my gun, shoot you in the back, and die, or keep the pressure on my neck...and live. And so you see, I survived. No one sneaks up on me anymore thanks to you. I am all-seeing and all-knowing.

John Wick: Then you know why I'm here.

Bowery King: Santino D'Antonio, yes. Your contract went wide, John. That's bad for your health. What's the number up to now, Earl?

Bowery King: Seven million dollars! Damn! It's Christmas. We're going to Applebee's after this.

John Wick: I need your help. You have eyes begging for change on every corner in the city. I'm thinkin you can find Santino. I need you to move me. Underground. Get me to him.

Bowery King: How sweet it is! The Boogeyman begging me for help. Well, of course, John. Yes, John. Whatever you'd like, John. Would you like a back rub with that, John?

John Wick: You're going to help me.

Bowery King: Why the fuck would I do that?

John Wick: Because I'm the only one that can help you.

Bowery King: You're gonna help me out? That's downright upright of you, Mr. Wick. You sound positively magnanimous. But look around you. How much help does it look like I need? It seems to me that the real question, Mr. Wick, is who in this cruel world of ours...is going to help you?

Perry White: [''After watching news report of Wallace vandalizing Superman statue with statement of "False God"''] Jenny. Headline. "End of Love Affair With Man In The Sky". Question mark.

Perry White: [''Walks up to Clark in office''; ''Envisioning headline''] Kent. You're sports today. I want you to go to Gotham and follow up on football. "Underdog Dreams Dashed: Ten Yards between Gotham and Glory". Oh, um, watch yourself over there in Gotham. Don't let them take your lunch money.

Bowery King: [[w:Inferno (Dante)|Abandon all hope, you who are about to enter here; laughs, then lights a match, sets fire to a wooden block inside a canister, while holding a suit on a hanger] I am the way into the city of woe, I am the way into eternal pain, I am the way to go among the lost. Before me there were no created things but those that last forever. AS DO I!!. ]... for you are now in the presence of the MOTHERFUCKING KING! You ready, John?

John Wick: Yeah.

Bowery King: Man has to look his best when its time to get married, or buried.

Trinity: [''Kisses him''; ''Neo resurrects, fully enlightened and the agents at the hallway end raise their firearms and simultaneously fire''] Neo, I’m not afraid anymore. The Oracle told me that I would fall in love, and that that man, the man who I loved would be The One. So you see, you can’t be dead. You can’t be, because I love you. You hear me? I love you. Now get up.

Neo: [''Raises a hand and stops all bullets in mid-air''] No.

Tank: [''Astounded''] How?

Morpheus: [''Mesmerized''] He is The One.

Trinity: [''Agent Smith appears behind Neo''] Run, Neo, run. What is he doing?

Morpheus: He's beginning to believe.

Smith: You're empty.

Neo: So are you.

Smith: [''After fighting a round''] I'm going to enjoy watching you die, Mr. Anderson.

Trinity: [''Neo coughs up blood after continued fighting''] Jesus, he's killing him.

Smith: [''After fighting a round ends with Neo in a headlock on subway tracks with the sound of approaching subway train''] You hear that, Mr. Anderson? That is the sound of inevitability. It is the sound of your death. Goodbye, Mr. Anderson.

Neo: [''Neo jumps upward with Smith being smashed into ceiling and they fall down with Neo backflipping onto the platform and the train plowing into Smith''] My name... is Neo.

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.

Tank: [[w:Airline seat|the fasten seat belt; [w:Inflight smoking|no smoking signs have been turned on] Everyone please observe, ] and ]. Sit back and enjoy your ride.

Morpheus: Unbelievable, isn’t it?

Neo: God.

Trinity: What?

Neo: [''Points at passing location''] I used to eat there. Really good noodles. I have these memories from my life. None of them happened. What does that mean?

Trinity: That the Matrix cannot tell you who you are.

Neo: And an Oracle can?

Trinity: That’s different.

Neo: Did you go to her?

Trinity: Yes.

Neo: What did she tell you?

Trinity: She told me.

Neo: What?

Morpheus: We’re here. Neo, come with me.

Neo: So is this the same Oracle that made the prophecy?

Morpheus: Yes. She’s very old. She’s been with us since the beginning.

Neo: The beginning?

Morpheus: Of the Resistance.

Neo: And she knows what, everything?

Morpheus: She would say she knows enough.

Neo: And she’s never wrong.

Morpheus: Try not to think of it in terms of right and wrong. She is a guide, Neo. She can help you to find the path.

Neo: She helped you?

Morpheus: Yes.

Neo: What did she tell you?

Morpheus: That I would find the one... I told you I can only show you the door. You have to walk through it.

Priestess: Hello, Neo. You’re right on time. Make yourself at home, Morpheus. Neo, come with me. These are the other potentials, you can wait here.

Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead, only try to realize the truth.

Neo: What truth?

Spoon boy: There is no spoon.

Neo: There is no spoon?

Spoon boy: Then you will see that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.

Morpheus: [[w:Businessperson|Business people; [w:teacher|teachers; [w:lawyer|lawyers; [w:carpenter|carpenters; ''A smiling attractive women walks past them with Neo turning his head at her''] The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you’re inside, you look around. What do you see? ], ], ], ]. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system, and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it. Were you listening to me, Neo, or were you looking at the woman in the red dress?

Neo: I was...

Morpheus: [''Woman has become an Agent Smith [[wikt:avatar|avatar; ''All pedestrians and agent become frozen in place''] Look again. ], who is raising his firearm at Neo's head] Freeze it.

Neo: [''Walking around Agent Smith avatar''] This... this isn’t the Matrix?

Morpheus: No. It’s another training program designed to teach you one thing. If you are not one of us, you are one of them.

Neo: What are they?

Morpheus: Sentient programs. They can move in and out of any software still hard-wired to their system. That means that anyone we haven’t unplugged is potentially an agent. Inside the Matrix, they are everyone and they are no one. We have survived by hiding from them, by running from them. But they are the gatekeepers. They are guarding all the doors, they are holding all the keys, which means that sooner or later, someone is going to have to fight them.

Neo: Someone?

Morpheus: I won't lie to you, Neo. Every single man or woman who has stood their ground, everyone who has fought an agent has died. But where they have failed, you will succeed.

Neo: Why?

Morpheus: I've seen an agent punch through a concrete wall. Men have emptied entire clips at them and hit nothing but air. Yet their strength and their speed are still based in a world that is built on rules. Because of that, they will never be as strong or as fast as you can be.

Neo: What are you trying to tell me, that I can dodge bullets?

Morpheus: No, Neo. I'm trying to tell you that when you're ready, you won't have to.

Tank: [''Enters Neo's quarters''; ''Neo shakes head''] Morning, did you sleep? You will tonight, I guarantee it. I’m Tank, I’ll be your operator.

Neo: [''Noticing Tank's lack of electrical sockets''] You don’t... you don’t have any...

Tank: Holes? Nope. Me and my brother Dozer, we’re both one hundred percent pure, old fashioned, home-grown human, born free right here in the real world. Genuine child of Zion.

Neo: Zion?

Tank: If the war was over tomorrow, Zion’s where the party would be.

Neo: It’s a city?

Tank: The last human city. The only place we have left.

Neo: Where is it?

Tank: [''Nodding head''] Deep underground, near the Earth’s core, where it’s still warm. You live long enough, you might even see it. Goddamn, I... I got to tell you, I’m fairly excited to see what you’re capable of, if Morpheus is right and all... We’re not supposed to talk about this, but if you are... damn, it’s a very exciting time. We got a lot to do. Let’s get to it...

Tank: [''Jumps into operator seat with Neo in his plug-in seat and Tank is rifling through [[w:Floppy disk|floppy discs; ''holds up floppy''] Now, we’re supposed to start with these operation programs first, that’s major boring shit. Let’s do something a little more fun. How about... combat training?

Neo: [''Reading on screen''; [w:Jujutsu|Jujitsu; ''Tank uploads program''] ]? I’m going to learn Jujitsu? Holy shit!

Tank: [[w:Life (cereal)|Hey Mikey, I think he likes it] ]. How about some more?

Neo: Hell yes!

Morpheus: [''Leaning over Tank''] How is he?

Tank: Ten hours straight. He’s... a machine.

Neo: [''To Morpheus leaning over him''; [w:Kung Fun|Kung Fu] I know ].

Morpheus: [''In the sparring program''; ''They fight a round''; ''Wagging fingers''] Show me. This is a sparring program, similar to the programmed reality of the Matrix. It has the same basic rules, rules like gravity. What you must learn is that these rules are no different that the rules of a computer system. Some of them can be bent. Others can be broken. Understand? Then hit me. If you can. Good. Adaptation, improvisation. But your weakness is not your technique.

Mouse: [''To the Nebuchadnezzar crew in the mess''; ''They all scramble to see''] Morpheus is fighting Neo.

Morpheus: How did I beat you?

Neo: You’re too fast.

Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster has anything to do with my muscles, in this place? You think that’s air you’re breathing now...? Again.

Mouse: Jesus Christ, he’s fast. Take a look at his neural kinetics, they’re way above normal.

Morpheus: What are you waiting for? You’re faster than this. Don’t think you are, know you are. Come on! Stop trying to hit me and HIT me!

Mouse: I don’t believe it.

Neo: I know what you’re trying to do.

Morpheus: [''The jump program simulation is initiated Neo and Morpheus are on top of a skyscraper''; ''Morpheus jumps from the skyscraper to another skyscraper''] I’m trying to free your mind, Neo, but I can only show you the door, you’re the one that has to walk through it. Tank, load the jump program... You have to let it all go, Neo, fear, doubt, and disbelief. Free your mind.

Neo: [''Makes focus-on-the-task-gestures''] Whoa. Okie dokie. Free my mind.

Mouse: So what if he makes it?

Tank: No one’s ever made the first jump.

Mouse: I know, I know. But what if he does?

Apoc: He won’t.

Mouse: Come on.

Trinity: Come on.

Neo: [''He jumps only to fall to the street landing softly''] All right, no problem. Free my mind. Free my mind. All right.

Mouse: Wha- what does that mean?

Switch: It doesn’t mean anything.

Cypher: Everybody falls the first time. Right, Trin'?

Neo: [''unplugged; wipes blood from mouth''] I thought it wasn’t real.

Morpheus: Your mind makes it real.

Neo: If you’re killed in the Matrix, you die here?

Morpheus: The body cannot live without the mind.

Neo: [''To Morpheus''] I can’t go back, can I?

Morpheus: No. But if you could, would you really want to? I feel I owe you an apology. We have a rule. We never free a mind once it’s reached a certain age. It’s dangerous, the mind has trouble letting go. I’ve seen it before, and I’m sorry. I did what I did because... I had to. When the Matrix was first built, there was a man born inside who had the ability to change whatever he wanted, to remake the Matrix as he saw fit. It was he who freed the first of us, taught us the truth: ‘As long as the Matrix exists, the human race will never be free.’ After he died, the Oracle prophesied his return, and that his coming would hail the destruction of the Matrix, end the war, bring freedom to our people. That is why there are those of us who have spent our entire lives searching the Matrix looking for him. I did what I did because I believe that search is over. Get some rest, you’re going to need it.

Neo: For what?

Morpheus: Your training.

Neo: Morpheus, what’s happened to me? What is this place?

Morpheus: More important than ‘What?’ is ‘When?’

Neo: When?

Morpheus: [''Walking through the hacking floor''] You believe it’s the year 1999 when in fact it’s closer to 2199. I can’t tell you exactly what year it is, because we honestly don’t know. There’s nothing I can say that will explain it for you, Neo. Come with me. See for yourself. This is my ship, the Nebuchadnezzar; it’s a hovercraft. This is the main deck. This is the core, where we broadcast our pirate signal and hack into the Matrix. Most of my crew you already know. This is Apoc, Switch, and Cypher.

Cypher: Hi.

Morpheus: [''Puts hands on Neo's shoulders''; ''Motions head to her''; ''To Neo in plug-in chair''; ''Slips in head plug and Neo becomes sentient in the construct''] The ones you don’t know, Tank and his big brother, Dozer. The little one behind you is Mouse. You wanted to know what the Matrix is, Neo? Trinity? Try to relax. This will feel a little weird. This is the construct. It’s our loading program. We can load anything from clothing, to equipment, weapons, training simulations, anything we need.

Neo: Right now we’re inside a computer program?

Morpheus: Is it really so hard to believe? Your clothes are different. The plugs in your arms and head are gone. Your hair has changed. Your appearance now is what we call residual self image. It is the mental projection of your digital self.

Neo: This... this isn’t real?

Morpheus: [[brain; ''Turns on vintage TV set and sits in an antique leather seat''; ''Changes channel to war-ravaged city with blackened thunderous skies, which suddenly surrounds them''; [w:artificial intelligence|AI] What "is" real? How do you define "real"? If you’re talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, what you can taste and see, then "real" is simply electrical signals interpreted by your ]. This is the world that you know. The world as it was at the end of the 20th century. It exists now only as part of a neural-interactive simulation that we call the Matrix. You’ve been living in a dream world, Neo. This is the world as it exists today... Welcome.. to the desert.. of the real. We have only bits and pieces of information, but what we know for certain is that at some point in the early 21st century, all of mankind was united in celebration. We marvelled at our own magnificence as we gave birth to ].

Neo: AI? Artificial Intelligence?

Morpheus: [''Points upwards''; [w:Solar energy|solar power; [w:British thermal unit|BTUs of body heat; [dream; ''He holds up [[w:Duracell|a Duracell duralock D cell battery] A singular consciousness that spawned an entire race of machines. We don’t know who struck first, us or them. But we know that it was us that scorched the sky. At the time, they were dependent on ], and it was believed that they would be unable to survive without an energy source as abundant as the sun. Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony. The human body generates more bio-electricity than a 120-volt battery and over 25,000 ]. Combined with a form of fusion, the machines have found all the energy they would ever need. There are fields, Neo, endless fields, where human beings are no longer born. We are grown. For the longest time I wouldn’t believe it, and then I saw the fields with my own eyes. Watched them liquefy the dead so they could be fed intravenously to the living. And standing there, facing the pure horrifying precision, I came to realize the obviousness of the truth. What is the Matrix? Control. The Matrix is a computer-generated ] world, built to keep us under control in order to change a human being into... this.

Neo: No. I don’t believe it. It’s not possible.

Morpheus: I didn’t say it would be easy, Neo. I just said it would be the truth.

Neo: [''Starts to panic''; ''Gets unplugged''] Stop. Let me out! Let me out! I want out!

Trinity: Easy, Neo. Easy.

Neo: Take this thing off me. Take this thing...

Morpheus: Listen to me...

Neo: Don’t touch me. Stay away from me. I don’t want it. I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it.

Cypher: He’s gonna pop.

Morpheus: [''Neo falls to knees, vomits, and then passes out''] Breathe, Neo. Just breathe.

Morpheus: Welcome to the real world... We’ve done it, Trinity. We’ve found him.

Trinity: I hope you’re right.

Morpheus: [[hope] I don’t have to ]. I know it.

Neo: Am I dead?

Morpheus: Far from it.

Dozer: He still needs a lot of work.

Neo: What are you doing?

Morpheus: Your muscles have atrophied; we’re rebuilding them.

Neo: Why do my eyes hurt?

Morpheus: [''Puts hand on Neo's head''] You’ve never used them before. Rest, Neo. The answers are coming.

Trinity: This is it. Let me give you one piece of advice. Be honest. He knows more than you can imagine.

Morpheus: At last. Welcome, Neo. As you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus.

Neo: [''Extends hand for handshake''] It’s an honor to meet you.

Morpheus: [[honor; ''They sit in armchairs facing each other''; [w:Alice's Adventures in Wonderland|Alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole] No, the ] is mine. Please, come. Sit. I imagine that right now you’re feeling a bit like ], hmm?

Neo: You could say that.

Morpheus: [[fate] I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in ], Neo?

Neo: No.

Morpheus: Why not?

Neo: [[control] Because I don’t like the idea that I’m not in ] of my life.

Morpheus: [[mind] I know exactly what you mean. Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know, you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with this world. You don't know what, but it's there, like a splinter in your ], driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?

Neo: The Matrix?

Morpheus: [''Neo nods in response''; [television; [work; [truth] Do you want to know what it is? The Matrix is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your ]. You can feel it when you go to ]. When you go to church. When you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the ].

Neo: What truth?

Morpheus: [''Leans in closer to Neo''; ''Pause''; ''Opens his pillbox, empties the contents into his palms, outstretches his hands as clenched fists''; ''opens his right hand revealing blue pill''; ''opens his left hand revealing red pill; [Alice in Wonderland|Wonderland; ''Neo, after a pause, reaches for the red pill''; ''Neo takes the red pill''; ''Leads Neo into a room with Trinity, Dozer, Apoc and Switch busy with peculiarly improvised electronic equipment''] That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage. Born into a prison that you cannot smell or taste or touch. A prison for your mind. Unfortunately, no one can be... told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in ], and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Remember: all I'm offering is the truth. Nothing more. ...Follow me. Apoc, are we online?

Apoc: Almost.

Morpheus: [''Neo sits in unplugging chair''] Time is always against us. Please, take a seat there.

Neo: [''Trinity working alongside him''] You did all this?

Trinity: Uh-huh.

Morpheus: The pill you took is part of a trace program. It’s designed to disrupt your input/output carrier signals so we can pinpoint your location.

Neo: What does that mean?

Cypher: [[w:The Wonderful Wizard of Oz|buckle your seat belt, Dorothy, ’cause Kansas is going bye-bye] It means ].

Neo: [''Watches a cracked mirror become repaired''; ''He touches it and glass becomes viscous on his hand''] Did you...

Morpheus: [[dream] Have you ever had a ], Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

Neo: [''The illusionary glass starts spreading on his arm''] This can’t be...

Morpheus: [''The illusionary glass goes up his neck and into his throat; he wakes from the Matrix''] Be what? Be real?

Morpheus: [[w:Wiretapping|This line is tapped] ], so I must be brief. They got to you first, but they’ve underestimated how important you are. If they knew what I know, you’d probably be dead.

Neo: What are you talking about. What... what is happening to me?

Morpheus: You are The One, Neo. You see, you may have spent the last few years looking for me, but I’ve spent my entire life looking for you. Now do you still want to meet?

Neo: Yes.