Interviews from the Set of 'The Matrix Revolutions' Page #4

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- I can.

- Bullshit.

- I've done it.

- That was a long time ago, Niobe.

- I said I can do it.

So what? You'll be the only one that can.

There's no way we can follow you.

Hi.

I know time is always against us.

I'm sorry that I took so long.

- But I wanted to be sure.

- Sure of what?

- I know what I have to do.

- What?

There's no easy way to say this,

so I'll just say it.

- I have to take one of the ships.

- What?

To go where?

To the machine city.

I know it's difficult to understand.

No, it's not. You're out

of your goddamn mind.

I still have to go.

In 100 years, no ship has been

within 100 kilometers of it.

- You'll never make it.

- I have to try.

- Is this what the Oracle has told you?

- No.

This is asinine. If you want

to kill yourself, do it...

...but do it without

wasting our ships.

- You have to believe me. I have to go.

- Bullshit!

I am the captain of this ship.

I say where it has to go!

And this ship will go to hell

long before I let you take it anywhere.

- He can take mine.

- You can't do that.

Don't try to tell me

what I can or cannot do...

...with my ship

after that little speech.

- But for chrissake, Niobe...

- I'll pilot this ship, he can take mine.

If we leave inside the hour,

we should reach Zion as the machines do.

That's as good a plan as any.

It's a waste. A goddamn waste.

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?

I believe in him.

Thank you.

- What's that for?

- To help you relax.

To make it easier for you to remember.

What if I don't want to remember?

Why would you want that?

What if I blew that EMP?

What if I did destroy those ships...

...and I am responsible

for the deaths of all those men?

If I did that...

...it wouldn't be very safe

for me here, would it?

Of course, it might not be

very safe for you either.

I'm ready.

Trinity...

...there's something I have to say.

Something you need to understand.

I know I'm supposed to go.

But beyond that...

...I don't know. I...

I know. You don't think

you're coming back.

I knew it the moment you said you had

to leave. I could see it in your face.

Just like you knew the moment you looked

at me that I was coming with you.

I'm scared, Trin.

So am I.

It took me 10 minutes

to buckle up one boot.

But I'll tell you something.

Six hours ago, I told the Merovingian...

...I was ready to give anything

and everything for you.

Do you know what's changed

in the last six hours?

No.

Nothing.

- Finished loading ammunition?

- Just about.

Let's move it. We are out of time.

You're not leaving them anything?

He said he didn't need it.

I ain't saying goodbye.

I'm saying good luck.

Thank you.

I can only hope you know

what you're doing.

Me too.

It was an honor, sir.

No, the honor is still mine.

- We're ready, sir.

- About damn time.

We're already late, captain,

so let's hit it and hit it hard.

Bye, baby.

Take good care of them.

Ready?

Engine's still firing.

Must be a fuse. I'll check it out.

- I should've known he'd send his b*tch first.

- Bane.

No one ever got away from me

as many times as you did.

Every time, I thought it was the last.

Every time, I was sure we had you,

but you'd slip through our fingers.

I really can't express

just how aggravating that can be.

What are you talking about?

I think I might enjoy killing you

as much as killing him.

Neo, it's Bane. He's psychotic!

You're gonna pay for that.

- Twenty-seven kilometers to go.

- We got an emergency.

- What is it, AK?

- It's Maggie, sir.

She's dead, murdered.

I think it was Bane.

Goddamn it.

I knew it. I knew he was

out of his goddamn mind.

He fired that EMP.

Goddamn it, I should have

beaten it out of him.

We searched the whole ship, captain.

He ain't here.

- I know where he is.

- The "Logos".

- We gotta go back.

- Too late.

- What if they need our help?

- It's too dangerous.

- Why?

- Because if he's killed them...

...he'll control another EMP.

At this point, they're on their own.

Just like us.

Mr. Anderson.

I see you are as predictable in this world

as you are in the other.

- What?

- He's out of his mind.

It might appear that way.

But Mr. Anderson and I know...

...that appearances can be deceiving.

Confused, Mr. Anderson?

It'll all become clear in a moment.

Thank you for bringing me the gun.

You can set it down there.

Don't do it.

- Shoot. Shoot now.

- Yes, shoot. Fry us. Burn us alive.

Do it. If you don't, he'll kill us both.

Look at him. He knows

he should do it, but he won't.

- He can't.

- Do it.

Back away from the gun

and turn around.

Let her go.

Somehow familiar, isn't it?

We've been here before,

you and I, remember?

I do. I think of nothing else.

- Who are you?

- Still don't recognize me?

I admit, it is difficult to even think

encased in this rotting piece of meat.

The stink of it filling every breath,

a suffocating cloud you can't escape.

Disgusting.

Look at how pathetically fragile it is.

Nothing this weak is meant to survive.

- What do you want?

- I want what you want.

Yes. That's it, Mr. Anderson.

Look past the flesh.

Look through the soft gelatin of these

dull cow eyes and see your enemy.

- No.

- Oh, yes, Mr. Anderson.

- It can't be.

- There's nowhere I can't go.

There is nowhere I won't find you.

- It's impossible.

- Not impossible.

Inevitable.

Goodbye, Mr. Anderson.

This is it. It's gotta be.

Oh, no.

I wish you could see yourself,

Mr. Anderson.

Blind messiah.

You're a symbol for all of your kind,

Mr. Anderson.

Helpless.

Pathetic.

Just waiting to be put out

of your misery.

I can see you.

It's not over, Mr. Anderson.

It's not over.

- Trinity!

- Neo.

Neo.

Oh, no. Your eyes.

I'll be okay.

It's all right, Trin.

But I think you're gonna have to drive.

Seismic's projecting 22 minutes to breach.

They can't know we don't have an EMP.

They'll have to attack in waves.

Concentrate our offense on the diggers.

Order the APUs into position.

Yes, sir.

Come on, move.

All right!

This is it.

Now, you all know me,

so I'll just say this as simple as I can.

If it's our time to die, it's our time.

All I ask is, if we have

to give these bastards our lives...

...we give them hell before we do!

Yeah!

- You scared, Charra?

- Sh*t, yeah.

But I'll make you a deal.

You keep loading, I keep shooting.

Deal.

- Holy Christ, would you look at that.

- Quiet.

- How far to the opening?

- 1.4 kilometers.

- We're still generating too hot a field.

- Ghost, kill all auxiliary systems.

- Give me full manual. Drop down four pads.

- It'll bottom out.

- Easy, baby.

- Seven hundred meters.

If we can just get close enough...

Six hundred meters.

There.

Sh*t!

- Jig's up, here they come.

- Give me full power.

Man the gun turrets,

every goddamn one of them. Go!

Ghost, you're the best gunner,

go with them. Morpheus, take his place.

I'm coming, baby.

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