lieutenant?
lieutenant, you were given specific orders --
the orders were for your protection.
no, lieutenant, your men are dead.
did you get anything from the room?
we'll need a search running.
as you can see, we've had our eye on you for some time now, mr. anderson.
it seems that you have been living two lives. in one life, you are thomas a. anderson, program writer for a respectable software company. you have a social security number, you pay your taxes and you help your land lady carry out her garbage.
the other life is lived in computers where you go by the hacker alias neo, and are guilty of virtually every computer crime we have a law for, including the unauthorized use of the d.m.v. system for the removal of automobile boots.
one of these,lives has a future. one of them does not.
i'm going to be as forthcoming as i can be, mr. anderson. you are here because we need your help.
we know that you have been contacted by a certain individual. a man who calls himself morpheus. whatever you think you know about this man is irrelevant to the fact that he is wanted for acts of terrorism in more countries than any other man in the world. he is considered by many authorities to be the most dangerous man alive.
my colleagues believe that i am wasting my time with you, but i believe you want to do the right thing. it is obvious that you are an intelligent man, mr. anderson, and that you are interested in the future. that is why i believe you are ready to put your past mistakes behind you and get on with your life.
we are willing to wipe the slate clean, to give you a fresh start and all we are asking in return is your cooperation in bringing a known terrorist to justice.
you disappoint me, mr. anderson.
the irony of your situation is that you have no choice.
and tell me, mr. anderson, what good is a phone call iy you are unable to speak?
you are going to help us, mr. anderson, whether you want to or not.
do we have a deal, mr. reagan?
then we have a deal?
whatever you want, mr. reagan.
access codes to zion.
morpheus.
eighth floor. they're on the eighth floor.
are orders that hard to follow? i'll say it again. morpheus must be taken alive. understand?
how like a rodent.
we have them now.
so, we meet at last.
smith. i am agent smith.
i've been waiting for this noment.
you can't win.
take him.
you've taken care of reagan?
then the others do not matter.
never send a human to do a machine's job.
haven't you learned by now, that it is impossible to understand why they do the things they do?
continue as planned. trace his signal to locate their position and deploy an extermination unit.
have you ever stood and stared at it, morpheus? marveled at its beauty. its genius. billions of people just living out their lives.  oblivious.
did you know that the first matrix was designed to be a perfect human world? where none suffered, where everyone would be happy. it was a disaster. no one would accept the program. entire crops were lost.
some believed we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect world. but i believe that, as a species, human beings define their reality through suffering and misery.
the perfect world was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying to wake up from. which is why the matrix was re-designed to this: the peak of your civilization.
i say 'your civilization' because as soon as we start thinking for you, it really becomes our civilization, which is, of course, what this is all about.
evolution, morpheus. evolution.
like the dinosaur. look out that window. you had your time.
the future is our world, morpheus. the future is our time.
i'd like to share a revelation that i've had during my time here. it came to me when i tried to classify your species. i've realized that you are not actually mammals.
every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment. but you humans do not. you move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed and the only way you can survive is to spread to another area.
there is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. do you know what it is? a virus.
human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. you are a plague. and we are.  the cure.
why isn't the serum working?
of course he knows. he's resisting.
i don't know. if i knew.
leave me with him.
now!
can you hear me, morpheus? i'm going to be honest with you.
i hate this place. this zoo. this prison. this reality, whatever you want to call it, i can't stand it any longer. it's the smell, if there is such a thing. i feel saturated by it. i can taste your stink and every time i do, i fear that i've somehow been infected by it.
repulsive, isn't it?
i must get out of here, i must get free. in this mind is tlie key. my key.
once zion is gone, there's no need for me to be here. do you understand? i need the codes. i have to get inside zion. you have to tell me how.
tell me! tell me!
know what?
find them and destroy them!
no.
nooo!
they're not out yet.
you're empty.
you can't win.
do you hear that, mr. anderson?
that is the sound of inevitability.
it is the sound of your death.
goodbye, mr. anderson.
check him.
i told you, you couldn't win.
nooooo!