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Do you see her die?

No.

You have the sight now, Neo. You are looking at the world without time.

Then why can't I see what happens to her?

We can never see past the choices we don't understand.

Are you saying I have to choose whether Trinity lives or dies?

No, you've already made the choice. Now you have to understand it.

No. I can't do that. I won't.

Well, you have to.

Why?

Because you're the One.

I'd ask you to sit down, but, you're not going to anyway. And don't worry about the vase.

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]

That vase.

I'm sorry...

I said don't worry about it.

We gotta get her out of there.

Negative. The T-1000's highest probability for success will be to copy her and wait for you to make contact.

Great. What happens to her?

The subject being copied is terminated.

Shit! Why didn't you tell me? We gotta go right now!

Negative. She's not a mission priority.

Fuck you! She's a priority to me!

I'm a friend of Sarah Connor. I was told she was here. Could I see her please?

No, you can't see her she's making a statement.

Where is she?

Look, it may take a while. Want to wait? There's a bench over there.

[The Terminator looks around, examining the structural integrity of the room, then looks back at him]

I'll be back!

Look, I don't think she has long.

Yeah, I know. I know, and she knows. We're just looking for a way out.

[Wichita took a look at the Columbus's double-barrel]

No, no, no, no. She's just a little girl.

Don't talk about me like I'm not here.

What does he want you to do?

I didn't ask. I just said no.

You came to me. I helped you. If you don't do this, you know the consequences.

I'm not that guy anymore.

You are always that guy, John.

I can't help you. I'm sorry.

You're right. You can't. But he can. I'll see you soon, John.

How is it you know this place so well?

A lifetime ago, I too sought the stones. I even held one in my hand. But it cast me out, banished me here, guiding others to a treasure I cannot possess.

All my life I dreamed of a day, a moment, when you got what you deserved. And I was always so disappointed. But now, you kill and torture and you call it mercy. The universe has judged you. You asked it for a prize and it told you no. You failed. And do you wanna know why? Because you love nothing. No one.

Did he offer you money to spy on me?

Yes.

Did you take it?

No.

Pity, we could have split the fee. Think it through next time.

What can you tell about me?

You?

I don't think that's...

I don't know if that's...

Not at dinner.

Some other time.

I insist.

You insist?

You remember we discussed this.

The lady insists.

I've never retired something that was born before.

What's the difference?

To be born is to have a soul, I guess.

Are you telling me no?

I wasn't aware there was an option, madame.

Attaboy.

[K walks to the door]

Hey! You've been getting on fine without one.

What's that, madame?

A soul.

Get in the car. Take me to Hammer Industries.

I'm not taking you anywhere.

Fine. You want me to drive?

No, I'm driving. Get in the car.

My priority is to get the Iron Man weapon turned over to the people of the United States of America.

Well, you can forget it. I am Iron Man. The suit and I are one. To turn over the Iron Man suit would be to turn over myself, which is tantamount to indentured servitude or prostitution, depending on what state you're in. I can't have it.

Look, I'm no expert...

In prostitution? Of course not, you're a senator. Come on!

Even you couldn't say no to that.

Oh yes we could. Spoilin' nice fish. Give it to us raw and wriggling; you keep nasty chips.

You're hopeless.