Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) - Quotes

Taglines: [from trailer] If you thought you had seen it all...look again.

Taglines: [from trailer] His loyalty is to a child, and his enemy is the deadliest machine ever built.

Taglines: [from trailer] Once he was programmed to destroy the future. Now his mission is to protect it.

Taglines: [from teaser] One programmed to destroy. The other programmed to protect.

Taglines: [from teaser] They know its face. They know its mission. But there's one thing they don't know: This time there are two.

Taglines: Same Make. Same Model. New Mission.

Taglines: This time there are two.

Taglines: He said he'd be back.

Taglines: It's nothing personal.

Taglines: The future is not set.

Taglines: Ten years ago, the machines who rule the future sent an unstoppable Terminator to assassinate the yet unborn John Connor. They failed. In 1991, the machines will try again.

John: We're not gonna make it, are we? People, I mean.

Terminator: It's in your nature to destroy yourselves.

John: Is it dead?

Terminator: Terminated.

John: [brings out the robot arm] Will this melt in there?

Terminator: Yes. Throw it in.

John: [throws the arm into the molten steel vat] Adios.

Terminator: [John throws chip into the molten steel vat] And the chip.

Sarah: [relieved] It's over.

Terminator: [points to his own head; hands Sarah the controller for the winch] No. There is one more chip. And it must be destroyed also. Here. I cannot self-terminate. You must lower me into the steel.

John: [tearfully, hugging the T-800] No. No!

Terminator: I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry.

John: No! It'll be okay! Stay with us! It'll be okay!

Terminator: I have to go away.

John: No! Don't do it, please! Don't go!

Terminator: I must go away, John.

John: No! No, wait! Wait, you don't have to do this!

Terminator: [gets the chain] I'm sorry.

John: No, don't do it! Don't go!

Terminator: It has to end here.

John: [breaks down sobbing] I order you not to go. I order you not to go! I order you not to go!!!

Terminator: [gently wipes a tear from John's face; hugs John, turns to face Sarah, who shakes his hand; the Terminator then grabs the chain and holds onto it; gets lowered by Sarah into vat, but flashes John and Sarah a thumbs-up before he disappears completely] I know now why you cry. But it's something I can never do. Goodbye.

Terminator: I'll take care of the police.

John: Hey, wait! You swore!

Terminator: [grins] Trust me.

Dyson: [Realizes something] We have to destroy all the stuff at the lab; the files, the disk drives, everything, everything here. Everything. I don't care. The chip. Do you know about the chip?

Sarah: What chip?

Dyson: They keep it in the vault at Cyberdyne. It must be from the other one, like you.

Terminator: The CPU from the first Terminator?

Sarah: Son of a bitch, I knew it!

Dyson: They told us not to ask where they got it.

Sarah: Those lying motherfuckers!...

Dyson: It was scary stuff, but radically advanced. I mean, it was smashed, it didn't work, but...it gave us ideas, took us in new directions. I mean, things we would have never...All my work was based on it.

Terminator: It must be destroyed.

Sarah: [voiceover] Dyson listened while the Terminator laid it all down. Skynet, Judgment Day, the history of things to come. It's not every day that you find out you're responsible for three billion deaths. He took it pretty well.

Miles Dyson: [after the Terminator completes his story] I feel like I'm gonna throw up. You're judging me on things I haven't even done yet. How were we supposed to know?

Sarah: Yeah. Right. How were you supposed to know? Fucking men like you built the hydrogen bomb. Men like you thought it up. You think you're so creative. You don't know what it's like to really create something, to create a life, feel it growing inside you. All you know how to create is death and destruction–!

John: Mom! We need to be a little more constructive here, okay? We still have to stop this from happening, don't we?

Tarissa Dyson: But I thought... Aren't we changing things, I mean right now, changing the way it goes?

Dyson: That's right. There's no way I'm gonna finish the new processor, not now. Forget it. I'm out of it. I'll quit Cyberdyne tomorrow.

Sarah: That's not good enough.

Terminator: No one must follow your work.

John: I wish I could have met my real dad.

Terminator: You will.

John: Yeah, I guess. When I'm like, 45, I guess. They sent him back through time to 1984. Man. He hadn't even been born yet. It messes with your head. Mom and him were only together for, like, one night, but she still loves him, I guess. I see her crying sometimes. She denies it totally of course, like she got something stuck in her eye.

Terminator: [pause] Why do you cry?

John: You mean people?

Terminator: Yes.

John: I don't know. We just cry. You know. When it hurts.

Terminator: Pain causes it?

John: Uh-unh, no, it's different... It's when there's nothing wrong with you but you hurt anyways. You get it?

Terminator: No.

Sarah Connor: I need to know how Skynet gets built. Who's responsible?

Terminator: The man most directly responsible is Miles Bennett Dyson.

Sarah: Who is that?

Terminator: He's the director of special projects at Cyberdyne Systems Corporation.

Sarah: Why him?

Terminator: In a few months, he creates a revolutionary type of microprocessor.

Sarah: Go on. Then what?

Terminator: In three years, Cyberdyne will become the largest supplier of military computer systems. All stealth bombers are upgraded with Cyberdyne computers, becoming fully unmanned. Afterwards, they fly with a perfect operational record. The Skynet Funding Bill is passed. The system goes online on August 4th, 1997. Human decisions are removed from strategic defense. Skynet begins to learn at a geometric rate. It becomes self-aware at 2:14 AM, Eastern time, August 29th. In a panic, they try to pull the plug.

Sarah: Skynet fights back.

Terminator: Yes. It launches its missiles against the targets in Russia.

John Connor: Why attack Russia? Aren't they our friends now?

Terminator: Because Skynet knows that the Russian counterattack will eliminate its enemies over here.

Sarah: [sighs] Jesus. How much do you know about Dyson?

Terminator: I have detailed files.

Sarah: I want to know everything. What he looks like, where he lives, everything.

Sarah: Keep it under 65. We don't wanna get pulled over.

Terminator: Affirmative.

John: No, no, no, no. You gotta listen to way people talk, You don't say "Affirmative" or some shit like that. You say "No problemo." And if someone comes on to you with an attitude, you say "Eat me". And if you want to shine them on, it's "Hasta la vista, baby".

Terminator: [[W:Hasta la vista, baby|Hasta la vista, baby] ]?

John: Yeah Or "Later, dick wad." And if someone gets upset, you say "Chill out!" Or you can do combinations.

Terminator: Chill out, dick wad.

John: Great! See, you're getting it!

Terminator: No problemo.

Terminator: Why do we stop now?

John: Now, you gotta promise me you're not gonna kill anyone, right?

Terminator: Right.

John: Swear?

Terminator: What?

John: Just put up your hand and say, I swear I won't kill anyone.

Terminator: [raises hand] I swear I will not kill anyone.

John: Alright, let's go.

Guard: Visiting hours is 10 to 4 Monday through Friday.

John: What the hell are you doing?!?

Guard: You son of a bitch, you shot me! You crazy bastard! Don't shoot me again, don't kill me!

Terminator: He'll live.

Silberman: Yeah, you're right about number 24. Increase the medication to 250 milligrams.

Orderly: Same kind?

Silberman: You...you broke my arm!

Sarah: [fills the syringe with drain cleaner] There are 215 bones in the human body. That's one. Now don't move!

Silberman: What are you going to do?

John: I need a minute here. You're telling me this thing can make itself look like anything it touches?

Terminator: Anything it samples by physical contact.

John: Get real. So it could disguise itself as a pack of cigarettes?

Terminator: No, only an object of equal size.

John: Well, why not just become a bomb or something and come get me?

Terminator: It can't form complex machines. Guns and explosives have chemicals, moving parts. It doesn't work that way. But it can form solid metal shapes.

John: Like what?

Terminator: Knives and stabbing weapons.

John: So, this other guy, he's a Terminator like you, right?

Terminator: Not like me. A T-1000. Advanced prototype.

John: You mean more advanced than you are?

Terminator: Yes. A mimetic polyalloy.

John: What the hell does that mean?

Terminator: Liquid metal.

John: Where are we going?

Terminator: We have to get out of the city immediately. And avoid the authorities.

John: Listen, I gotta stop at my house first. I wanna pick up some stuff.

Terminator: Negative. The T-1000 will definitely try to reacquire you there.

John: You sure?

Terminator: I would.

Sarah: It's like a giant strobe light, burning right through my eyes. Somehow I can still see... Look, we know the dream's the same every night. Why do I have to--?

Silberman: Please continue.

Sarah: [sobs] Children look like burnt paper... black... not moving... and then then the blast wave hits them... and they fly apart like leaves!

Silberman: Dreams of cataclysm, the end of the world are very common.

Sarah: It's not a dream, you moron, it's real. I know the date it happens!

Silberman: I'm sure it feels very real to you.

Sarah: On August 29th, 1997, it's gonna feel pretty fucking real to you, too! Anybody not wearing two-million sunblock is gonna have a real bad day, get it?!

John: Now don't take this the wrong way, but you are a Terminator, right?

Terminator: Yes. Cyberdyne Systems Model 101.

John: [pokes at one of Terminator's bullet wounds] Holy shit! You're really real! I mean, you're like a machine underneath, right? But sort of alive outside?

Terminator: I'm a cybernetic organism. Living tissue over a metal endoskeleton.

John: [pokes another wound, sees blood on his fingertips] This is intense. Get a grip, John. Okay, um, you're not here to kill me. I figured that part out for myself. So what's the deal?

Terminator: My mission is to protect you.

John: Yeah? Who sent you?

Terminator: You did. Thirty-five years from now, you reprogrammed me to be your protector here, in this time.

John: Oh, this is deep.

Sarah Connor: [alternate epilogue] August 29, 1997, came and went. Nothing much happened. Michael Jackson turned 40. There was no Judgment Day. People went to work as they always do. Laughed, complained, watched TV, made love. I wanted to run to through the street yelling to grab them all and say, "Every day from this day on is a gift. Use it well." Instead, I got drunk. That was 30 years ago. But the dark future which never came still exists for me. And it always will, like the traces of a dream. John fights the war differently than it was foretold. Here, on the battlefield of the Senate, his weapons were common sense and hope. The luxury of hope was given me by the Terminator. Because if a machine can learn the value of human life, maybe we can too.

Sarah Connor: [epilogue] The unknown future rolls toward us. I face it for the first time with a sense of hope, because if a machine, a Terminator, can learn the value of human life, maybe we can too.

Sarah Connor: Watching John with the machine, it was suddenly so clear. The Terminator would never stop. It would never leave him. It would never hurt him, never shout at him, or get drunk and hit him, or say it was too busy to spend time with him. It would always be there. And it would die to protect him. Of all the would-be fathers who came and went over the years, this thing, this machine was the only one that measured up. In an insane world, it was the sanest choice.

Sarah Connor: Three billion human lives ended on August 29, 1997. The survivors of the nuclear fire called the war Judgment Day. They lived only to face a new nightmare: the war against the Machines. The computer which controlled the machines, Skynet, sent two Terminators back through time. Their mission: to destroy the leader of the human Resistance, John Connor, my son. The first Terminator was programmed to strike at me, in the year 1984, before John was born. It failed. The second was sent to strike at John himself, when he was still a child. As before, the Resistance was able to send a lone warrior, a protector for John. It was just a question of which one of them would reach him first.

The Terminator: [[W:I’ll be back|I’ll be back] Stay here. ].

The Terminator: [offers his hand to Sarah Connor] Come with me if you want to live.

The Terminator: I need your clothes, your boots, and your motorcycle.