Neo: Why am I here?
The Architect: Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here.
Neo: You haven't answered my question.
The Architect: Quite right. Interesting. That was quicker than the others.
Link: Trinity, we're talking less than five minutes here.
Trinity: In five minutes, I'll tear that whole goddamn building down.
Ballard: You're asking for one of us to disobey a direct order.
Morpheus: That's right, I am. But we well know that the reason most of us are here is because of our affinity for disobedience.
Merovingian: Mark my words boy, Mark them well, I have survived your predecessors and I will survive you.
Niobe: Morpheus, I can't help thinking... What if all this - the prophecy, everything - is bullshit?
Morpheus: Then tomorrow we may all be dead, but how would that be different from any other day? This is a war, and we are soldiers. Death can come for us at any time, in any place. Now consider the alternative. What if I am right? What if the prophecy is true? What if tomorrow the war could be over. Isn't that worth fighting for? Isn't that worth dying for?
Neo: I suppose the most obvious question is, how can I trust you?
The Oracle: Bingo. It is a pickle. No doubt about it. The bad news is there's no way if you can really know whether I'm here to help you or not, so it's really up to you. You just have to make up your own damned mind to either accept what I'm going to tell you, or reject it.
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