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The program “Smith” has grown beyond your control. Soon he will spread through this city, as he spread through The Matrix. You cannot stop him. But I can.
Mr. Anderson. I see you are as predictable in this world as you are in the other. Can you feel it, Mr. Anderson, closing in on you? Oh, I can. I really should thank you, after all it was your life that taught me the purpose of all life. Tweet this!The purpose of life is to end. Wait. I’ve seen this. This is it. This is the end. Yes. You were laying right there, just like that. And I. . . I… I stand here, right here, and I’m supposed to say something. I say, “Everything that has a beginning has an end, Neo.” This is my world, MY WORLD!!! The purpose of life is to end.
ONLY A HUMAN MIND COULD INVENT SOMETHING AS INSIPID AS LOVE!
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YOU MUST BE ABLE TO SEE IT, MR. ANDERSON!
Why, Mr. Anderson? Why, why, why? Why do you do it? Why? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you’re fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? [becomes visibly agitated] Is it freedom or truth?! Perhaps peace?! Could it be for love?! Illusions, Mr. Anderson, vagaries of perception! Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose! And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, Tweet me!although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love! You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson! You must know it by now! You can’t win! It’s pointless to keep fighting! [now clearly enraged] Why, Mr. Anderson?! Why?! WHY DO YOU PERSIST?!