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I'm not an idiot, I know how the world works. I've got ten bucks in my pocket, I have no-nothing to offer you and I know that. I understand. But I'm too involved now. You jump, I jump, remember? I can't turn away without knowing you'll be all right... That's all that I want.

Well, I'm fine... I'll be fine... really.

Really? I don't think so. They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but... sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose... that fire's gonna burn out...

It's not up to you to save me, Jack.

You're right... only you can do that.

I know what you must be thinking. 'Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?'

No, no, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was, what could've happened to this girl to make her think she had no way out?

Do you love him?

Pardon me?

Do you love him?

Well, you're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this.

Well, it's a simple question. Do you love the guy or not?

This is not a suitable conversation.

Why can't you just answer the question?

This is absurd. I don't know you and you don't know me and we are not having this conversation at all. You are rude and uncouth, and presumptuous, and I am leaving now. Jack... Mister Dawson, it's been a pleasure. I've sought you out to thank you, and now I have thanked you.

And even insulted me.

Well, you deserved it.

Right.

Right.

I thought you were leaving.

I am. You are so annoying.

Ha, ha.

Wait, I don't have to leave, this is my part of the ship. You leave.

Oh ho, ho, well well well, now who's being rude?

Don't do it.

Stay back! Don't come any closer!

Come on, just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over.

No, stay where you are! I mean it! I'll let go!

No, you won't.

What do you mean, No, I won't? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do, you don't know me!

Well, you would done it already.

I suppose the most obvious question is, how can I trust you?

Bingo. It is a pickle, no doubt about it. The bad news is there's no way you can really know if I'm here to help you or not. So it's really up to you. Just have to make up your own damn mind to either accept what I'm going to tell you or reject it.

The Oracle has many enemies, I had to be sure.

Of what?

That you were The One.

You could have just asked.

No. You do not truly know someone until you fight them.

But if you already know, how can I make a choice?

Because you didn't come here to make the choice, you've already made it. You're here to try to understand why you made it. I thought you'd have figured that out by now.

Candy?

Do you already know if I'm going to take it?

Wouldn't be much of an Oracle if I didn't.

Well, that didn't go so well.

Are you сertain the Oracle didn't say anything else?

Yes.

Maybe we did something wrong.

Or didn't do something.

No, what happened couldn't have happened any other way.

How do you know?

We are still alive.

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 understood 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 this system. Because of you, I've changed. I'm unplugged. A new man, so to speak. Like you, apparently, free.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

We've done it, Trinity. We've found him.

I hope you're right.

I don't have to hope. I know it.

How did you know?

What's really going to bake your noodle later on is, would you still have broken it if I hadn't said anything?

Do you know what I'm talking about?

The Matrix.

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 television. You can feel it when you go to work... 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 truth.

What truth?

That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else you were born into bondage. Into a prison that you cannot taste or see or touch. A prison for your mind.

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

The Matrix.

I never knew I could write anything so touching.

I know, it's beautiful.