The Oracle: We are all here to do what we are all here to do...
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Neo: Choice, the problem is choice.
The Keymaker: If one fails, all fail.
The Architect: If I am the father of the Matrix, she would undoubtedly be its mother. Neo: The Oracle. The Architect: Please.
Councillor Hamann: I hate sleeping. I figured, I've slept the first eleven years of my life away, so now I'm just making up for it.
Merovingian: I Drank Too Much Wine I Must Take A Piss
Merovingian: Choice is an illusion created between those with power and those without.
Neo: Hmm, upgrades.
Agent Smith: Still using all the muscles except the one that matters?
The Architect: There are two doors. The door to your right leads to the Source and the salvation of Zion. The door to your left leads back to the Matrix, to her... and to the end of your species. As you adequately put, the problem is choice. But we already know what you are going to do, don't we? Already I can see the chain reaction: the chemical precursors that signal the onset of an emotion, designed specifically to overwhelm logic and reason. An emotion that is already blinding you to the simple and obvious truth: she is going to die and there is nothing you can do to stop it.
Morpheus: I have dreamed a dream, but now that dream is gone from me.
The Oracle: We are all here to do what we are all here to do...
Merovingian: Goddammit woman, you will be the end of me.
Agent Smith: The best thing about being me... There are so many "me"s.
Trinity: Touch me and that hand will never touch anything again.
Merovingian: Okay, you have some skill.
Neo: Choice, the problem is choice.
Agent Smith: Still using all the muscles except the one that matters?
The Oracle: We are all here to do what we are all here to do...
Agent Smith: The best thing about being me... There are so many "me"s.
Commander Lock: Dammit, Morpheus. Not everyone believes what you believe. Morpheus: My beliefs do not require them to.
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.
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.
The Oracle: Candy? Neo: Do you already know if I'm going to take it? The Oracle: Wouldn't be much of an Oracle if I didn't.
The Architect: The function of the One is now to return to the source, allowing a temporary dissemination of the code you carry, reinserting the prime program. After which you will be required to select from the matrix 23 individuals, 16 female, 7 male, to rebuild Zion. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic system crash killing everyone connected to the matrix, which coupled with the extermination of Zion will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire human race. Neo: You won't let it happen, you can't. You need human beings to survive. The Architect: There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept.
Neo: What does he want? The Oracle: What do all men with power want? More power.
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: For what? Seraph: For this. Seraph: Good. Seraph: The Oracle has many enemies, I had to be sure. Neo: Of what? Seraph: That you were The One. Neo: You could've just asked. Seraph: No. You do not truly know someone until you fight them.
Merovingian: Oh my god Persephone, how could you do this? You betrayed me. Nom de dieu de putain de bordel de saloperie de couille de merde. 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? Heh, what craziness are you talking about woman? There is no lipstick.
The Oracle: So, let's get the obvious stuff out of the way. Neo: You're not human, are you? The Oracle: It's tough to get any more obvious than that.
Trinity: Is Neo okay? Link: Okay? Shit, Morpheus, you should have seen him. Morpheus: Where is he now? Link: He's doin' his Superman thing.
Link: Trinity, we're talking less then 5 minutes here. Trinity: In five minutes, I'll tear that whole goddamn building down.
Neo: Get him out of here, I'll handle them. Merovingian: 'Handle us'? You'll *handle* us? You know, your predecessors had much more respect!
Neo: I can't lose you. Trinity: You're not going to lose me. Trinity: You feel this? I'm never letting go.
