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I just have never...

...heard a program speak of love?

It's a human emotion.

No, it is a word. What matters is the connection the word implies. I see that you are in love. Can you tell me what you would give to hold on to that connection?

Anything.

Then perhaps the reason you're here is not so different from the reason I'm here.

There are only two possible explanations: either no one told me, or no one knows.

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.

Where are you going?

Please, ma cherie. I have told you. We are all victims of causality. I drank too much wine, I must take a piss. Cause and effect. Au Revoir.

My God, Persephone, how could you do this? You betrayed me.

Cause and Effect, my love.

Cause? There is no cause for this. What cause?

What cause? How about the lipstick you're still wearing?

Lipstick? What craziness are you talking about, woman? There is no lipstick.

[checks his face]

She wasn't kissing your face, my love.

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.

What did she tell you?

That I would find the One.

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?

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.

What are you telling me? That I can dodge bullets?

No, Neo. I'm trying to tell you that when you're ready, you won't have to.

Then let's finish it. Right now.

Not now, Buford. Marshal's got our guns.

Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow.

Tomorrow, we're robbing the Pine City Stage.

What about Monday? Are we doing anything Monday?

Monday would be fine. You can kill him on Monday.

I'll be back this way on Monday! We'll settle this then... right there.

Marty, I've made a decision. I'm not going with you tomorrow. I'm staying here.

What are you talking about?

There's no point in denying it. I'm in love with Clara.

Oh, man. We don't belong here! Neither one of us!

Nice talking to you. Maybe we'll bump into each other again in the future.

Or in the past.

Don't talk to anyone, don't touch anything, don't do anything, don't interact with anyone, and try not to look at anything.

Biff, where are you going now?

I told you, grandma, I'm going to the dance.

When you coming home?

I'll get home when I get home.