The Terminator: I know now why you cry. But it's something
I can never do.
Sarah Connor: [narrating] If a machine, a terminator, can
learn the value of human life, maybe we can too.
John Connor: Jesus, you were gonna kill that guy. The Terminator:
Of course, I'm a terminator.
[The Terminator hoists a huge gun and smiles.] John Connor:
It's definitely you.
The Terminator: The Skynet Funding Bill is passed. The system
goes on-line 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 a.m. Eastern time, August
29th. In a panic, they try to pull the plug. Sarah Connor:
And Skynet fights back.
Sarah Connor: [narrating] Dyson listened while the Terminator
laid it all down: Skynet, Judgment Day, the history of things
to come. It's not everyday you hear that you're responsible
for 3 billion deaths. He took it pretty well. Miles Dyson:
I feel like I'm gonna throw up.
The Terminator: It's in your nature to destroy yourselves.
[One-armed and battered after confronting the T-1000.] The
Terminator: I need a vacation.
[Dyson's personal code fails to access the computer room.]
Terminator: Let me try mine. [Blasts door open.]
[John Connor wants to get some things from home.] The Terminator:
Negative. The T1000 will defintely try to reacquire you
there. John Connor: You sure? The Terminator: I would.
John Connor: You just can't go around killing people. The
Terminator: Why? John Connor: What do you mean why? 'Cause
you can't. The Terminator: Why? John Connor: Because you
just can't, OK? Trust me on this.
John Connor: We've got company. Miles Dyson: Police? Sarah
Connor: How many? John Connor: Uh, all of them, I think.
The Terminator: I need your clothes, boots and your motorcycle!
Cigar Biker: You forgot to say please...
Dr. Silberman: I'm sure it feels very real to you. Sarah
Connor: On August 29th, 1997, it's gonna feel pretty fucking
real to you too. Anybody not wearing 2 million sunblock
is gonna have a real bad day. Get it?
John Connor: [to The Terminator] Now don't take this the
wrong way, but you're a terminator, right?
[John Connor is by a telephone booth, wanting to call home]
John Connor: [to Terminator] You got a quarter?
John Connor: Did you call *moi* a dipshit?
[Lewis, the Guard buys a cup of coffee, just before he is
introduced to the T-1000 (As Lewis)] Lewis, the Guard: Hey,
I got a full house! Gwen: That's good Lewis. Lewis, the
Guard: Must be my lucky day...
[The Terminator has promised not to kill anybody, but to
get into the hospital he shoots the guard in the legs] Terminator:
He'll live.
Dr. Silbermann: You broke my arm! Sarah Connor: There's
215 bones in the human body. That's one.
[Just like in _The Terminator_ (qv)] The Terminator: Come
with me if you want to live!
Sarah Connor: [to The Terminator] So, what's your story?
