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C minus, ladies and gentlemen! I am below average!

Below average!

Below average!

Dad, can I have 30 dollars?

20 dollars? What do you need 10 dollars for?

Are you out of your mind? We're in the middle of the North Atlantic! Now do you people want to live, or do you want to die?

I don't understand a one of you. What's the matter with ya? It's your men out there! There's plenty o' room for more!

And there'll be one less on this boat, if you don't shut that hole in your face!

Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowded.

Oh mother, shut up! Don't you understand? The water is freezing and there aren't enough boats. Not enough by half. Half the people on this ship are going to die.

Not the better half.

That's five compartments! She can stay afloat with the first four compartments breached, but not five! As she goes down by the head, the water will spill over the tops of the bulkheads at E deck from one to the next. Back and back. There's no stopping it.

The pumps... if we opened the doors...

[interrupting] The pumps buy you time, but minutes only. From this moment, no matter what we do, Titanic will founder.

[incredulously] But this ship can't sink!

She's made of iron, sir! I assure you, she can... and she will. It is a mathematical certainty.

How much time?

An hour... two at most.

Two ships, two directions. Sounds like providence, doesn't it, Morpheus?

You've never believed in The One.

I still don't.

Then why are you doing this?

[reffers to Neo] I believe in him.

We have not come here by chance. I do not believe in chance. When I see three objectives, three captains, three ships. I do not see coincidence, I see providence. I see purpose. I believe it is our fate to be here. It is our destiny. I believe this night holds for each and every one of us, the very meaning of our lives.

There are two ways out of that building: one is that scaffold, the other is in their custody. You take a chance either way. I leave it to you.

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.

So what do you need? Besides a miracle.

Guns. Lots of guns.

Careful. You've only got one bullet with that.

I only need one.

So why are you still here?

Because we're the Resistance, L.A. branch.

Resisting what?

Machines. Skynet.

Just the two of you?

Yeah.

You broke my arm!

There are 215 bones in the human body. That's one.

We got company. Police!

How many?

All of them, I think.

400 people came to his funeral. He had a lot of friends.

His father had a lot of money. There is a difference.