Mouse: To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing
that makes us human.
Cypher: You know, I know this steak doesn't exist. I know
that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my
brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years,
you know what I realize? [Takes a bite of steak] Ignorance
Morpheus: You have to let it all go, Neo. Fear, doubt, and
disbelief. Free your mind.
Cypher: I'm tired, Trinity. Tired of this war, tired of
fighting... I'm tired of the ship, being cold, eating the
same goddamn goop everyday...
Neo: Am I dead? Morpheus: Far from it.
Trinity: I know why you're here, Neo. I know what you've
been doing... why you hardly sleep, why you live alone,
and why night after night, you sit by your computer. You're
looking for him. I know because I was once looking for the
same thing. And when he found me, he told me I wasn't really
looking for him. I was looking for an answer. It's the question,
Neo. It's the question that drives us. It's the question
that brought you here. You know the question, just as I
did. Neo: What is the Matrix? Trinity: The answer is out
there, Neo, and it's looking for you, and it will find you
if you want it to.
Morpheus: Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix
is. You have to see it for yourself.
Morpheus: Throughout human history, we have been dependent
on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a
sense of irony.
Agent Smith: We're willing to wipe the slate clean, give
you a fresh start. All that we're asking in return is your
cooperation in bringing a known terrorist to justice. Neo:
Yeah. Well, that sounds like a pretty good deal. But I think
I may have a better one. How about, I give you the finger
[He does.] ...and you give me my phone call.
[Neo tries a drink made by Dozer and winces.] Cypher: Good
shit, huh? It's good for two things: degreasing engines
and killing brain cells.
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'll see, that it is not the spoon that bends,
it is only yourself.
Agent Smith: I'd like to share a revelation that I've had
during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify
your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals.
Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural
equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans
do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply,
until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you
can survive is to spread to another area. There is another
organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A
virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet,
you are a plague, and we are the cure.
Morpheus: What you know you can't explain, but you feel
it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something
wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's
there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
Morpheus: You have the look of a man who accepts what he
sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, that's
not far from the truth.
Morpheus: 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
Neo: Why do my eyes hurt? Morpheus: You've never used them
Morpheus: There is a difference between knowing the path
and walking the path.
Morpheus: Have you ever had a dream, 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?
Oracle: I'd ask you to sit down, but, you're not going to
anyway. And don't worry about the vase. Neo: What vase?
[Neo turns to look for a vase, and as he does, he knocks
over a vase of flowers, which shatters on the floor.] Oracle:
That vase. Neo: I'm sorry-- Oracle: I said don't worry about
it. I'll get one of my kids to fix it. Neo: How did you
know? Oracle: Ohh, what's really going to bake your noodle
later on is, would you still have broken it if I hadn't
Oracle: You're cuter than I thought. I can see why she likes
you. Thomas "Neo" Anderson: Who? Oracle: Not too bright,
Agent Smith: Do you hear that, Mr. Anderson? That is the
sound of inevitability.
Cypher: I know what you're thinking, 'cause right now I'm
thinking the same thing. Actually, I've been thinking it
ever since I got here: Why oh why didn't I take the BLUE
Morpheus: The pill you took is part of a trace program.
It's designed to disrupt your input/output carrier signal
so we can pinpoint your location. Neo: What does that mean?
Cypher: It means buckle your seatbelt, Dorothy, 'cause Kansas
is going bye-bye.
Morpheus: Stop trying to hit me and hit me!
Agent Smith: Never send a human to do a machine's job.
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.
Trinity: My name's Trinity. Neo: *The* Trinity? Who cracked
the IRS d-base? Trinity: That was a long time ago. Neo:
Jesus... Trinity: What? Neo: I just thought... you were
a guy. Trinity: Most guys do.
Morpheus: The Matrix is the world that has been pulled over
your eyes to blind you from the truth.
Tank: So what do you need? Besides a miracle. Neo: Guns.
Lots of guns.
Trinity: Neo... nobody has ever done this before. Neo: I
know. That's why it's going to work.
Neo: I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know
that you're afraid... afraid of us. You're afraid of change.
I don't know the future. I didn't come here to tell you
how this is going to end. I came here to tell how it's going
to begin. I'm going to hang up this phone, and then show
these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going
to show them a world without you. A world without rules
or controls, borders or boundaries. A world where anything
is possible. Where we go from there is a choice I leave
Rhineheart: You have a problem with authority, Mr. Anderson.
Agent Smith: It seems that you've been living two lives.
One life, you're Thomas A. Anderson, program writer for
a respectable software company. You have a social security
number, pay your taxes, and you... help your landlady carry
out her garbage. The other life is lived in computers, where
you go by the hacker alias "Neo" and are guilty of virtually
every computer crime we have a law for. One of these lives
has a future, and one of them does not.
Neo: I know kung fu.
Morpheus: How did I beat you? Neo: You... you're too fast.
Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster
has anything to do with my muscles in this place? Do you
think that's air you're breathing now?
Lieutenant: I think we can handle one little girl. I sent
two units, they're bringing her down now. Agent Smith: No
lieutenant, your men are already dead.
Agent Smith: Tell me, Mr. Anderson, what good is a phone
call when you are unable to speak?
Trinity: Please Neo, you have to trust me. Neo: Why? Trinity:
Because you have been down there Neo, you know that road,
you know exactly where it ends. And I know that's not where
you want to be.
Morpheus: I imagine that right now you're feeling a bit
like Alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole.
Morpheus: What is "real"? How do you define "real"?
Morpheus: Welcome to the desert of the real.
Neo: You ever have that feeling where you're not sure if
you're awake or still dreaming? Choi: All the time. It's
called mescaline, it's the only way to fly.
Tank: Here you go, buddy; "Breakfast of Champions." Mouse:
If you close your eyes, it almost feels like you're eating
runny eggs. Apoc: Yeah, or a bowl of snot. Mouse: Do you
know what it really reminds me of? Tasty Wheat. Did you
ever eat Tasty Wheat? Switch: No, but technically, neither
did you. Mouse: That's exactly my point. Exactly! Because
you have to wonder: how do the machines know what Tasty
Wheat tasted like? Maybe they got it wrong. Maybe what I
think Tasty Wheat tasted like actually tasted like oatmeal,
or tuna fish. That makes you wonder about a lot of things.
You take chicken, for example: maybe they couldn't figure
out what to make chicken taste like, which is why chicken
tastes like everything!
Neo: Mr. Wizard! Get me the hell out of here!
Agent Smith: I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This
reality, whatever you want to call it, I can't stand it
any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I
feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time
I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
Agent Smith: Did you know that the first Matrix was designed
to be a perfect human world? Where none suffered, where
everyone would be happy. It was a disaster. No one would
accept the program. Entire crops were lost. Some believed
we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect
world. But I believe that, as a species, human beings define
their reality through suffering and misery. The perfect
world was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying
to wake up from. Which is why the Matrix was redesigned
to this: the peak of your civilization.
Neo: What are you doing? Trinity: I'm going with you. Neo:
No you're not. Trinity: No? Let me tell you what I believe.
I believe that Morpheus means more to me than he does to
you. I believe if you are really serious about rescuing
him, you are going to need my help. And since I am the ranking
officer on this ship, if you don't like it... I believe
you can go to hell. Because you're not going anywhere else.
Tank, load us up.
[Opening lines. Phone rings.] Cypher: Yeah? Trinity: Is
everything in place? Cypher: You weren't supposed to relieve
me. Trinity: I know, but I felt like taking a shift. Cypher:
You like him, don't you? You like watching him. Trinity:
Don't be ridiculous. Cypher: We're gonna kill him. You understand
that? Trinity: Morpheus believes he is the one. Cypher:
Do you? Trinity: It doesn't matter what I believe. Cypher:
You don't, do you? Trinity: Did you hear that? Cypher: Hear
what? Trinity: Are you sure this line is clean? Cypher:
Yeah, of course I'm sure. Trinity: I better go.
Agent Brown: She got out. Agent Smith: Doesn't matter. Agent
Brown: The informant is real. Agent Smith: Yes. Agent Jones:
We have the name of their next target. Agent Brown: The
name is Neo. Agent Smith: We'll need a search running. Agent
Jones: It has already begun.
Choi: Hallelujah. You're my savior, man. My own personal
Jesus Christ. Neo: If you get caught using that... Choi:
I know. This never happened. You don't exist. Neo: Right.
[Neo receives a cell phone in an overnight-mail envelope.
As soon as he's holding it, it rings.] Neo: Hello? Morpheus:
Hello, Neo. Do you know who this is? Neo: Morpheus? Morpheus:
Yes. I've been looking for you, Neo. I don't know if you're
ready to see what I want to show you, but unfortunately,
you and I have run out of time. They're coming for you,
Neo, and I don't know what they're going to do. Neo: Who's
coming for me? Morpheus: Stand up and see for yourself.
Neo: What, right now? Morpheus: Yes, now.