>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?
/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, 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!
>Why, Mr. Anderson?! Why?! WHY DO YOU PERSIST?!
This is peak kinography right here, the Matrix sequels are the penultimate pleb filter.
Absolute shit, especially compared to superior monologues in the first film.
>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 and I realized that you're 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. 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.
>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 I have somehow been infected by it—it's repulsive! Isn't it? I must get out of here. I must get free...and in this mind is the key, my key. Once Zion is destroyed, there is no need for me to be here. Do you understand?! I need the codes, I have to get inside Zion and you have to tell me how. You're going to tell me, or you're going to die!
Hudson Ortiz
Its the human Will and Spirit, something a Machine like that Agent would never understand.
Andrew Ward
No, I think OP's right and I feel the same authorial hands all over both monologues.
yeeees, im the reason for your ED. take another look asshole
Landon Reyes
I cummed my pants first time I saw this tbqhmf
Lucas Stewart
The sequels were unecessary trash, everything was covered in the first movie, it was a complete story and didn't need any sequels. The fight scenes are pretty cool though, even the one with all the CGI Smiths, it looks fake yes but it's still fun to watch. But jesus christ the Zion shit was awful
Jonathan Jackson
>t.fitered
Owen Richardson
>humanity is the real virus is there a more overused trope?
Eli Green
This is retarded. Every animal species exhausts all resources available to the upmost limit, they just can't do it as efficiently as humans because they're dumb and they have competition. Countless species have died because they've exhausted their supply of food by spreading too far and multiplying. Virus is just another life form, and does what all life forms do
Christopher White
>we were the real monsters all along
Aiden Smith
He's 100% correct.
Ethan Anderson
Smith is a retard, he is a computer program.
Of course the Wachowskis are also retards, and. MENTALLY.ILL.
That's terrible fucking dialogue that reeks of "my character has to say something important or deep here but I don't know what to write so I'll just have them break character."
Jose Ortiz
It’s tied with these for me:
> Morpheus: How did I beat you? >Neo: You... you're too fast. >Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster has anything to do with my muscles in this place? Do you think that's air you're breathing now?
>Morpheus : I won't lie to you, Neo. Every single man or woman who has stood their ground, everyone who has fought an agent has died. But where they have failed, you will suceed. >Neo : Why? >Morpheus : I've seen an agent punch through a concrete wall. Men have emptied entire clips at them, and hit nothing but air. Yet their strength and their speed, are still based on a world built on rules. Because of that, they will never be as strong, or as fast, as you can be. >Neo : What are you trying to tell me? That I can dodge bullets? >Morpheus : No, Neo. I'm trying to tell you, that when you're ready ... you won't have to...
And of course:
>Neo: I know you're out there...I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid. You're afraid of us, you're afraid of change...I don't know the future...I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end, I came here to tell you how this is going to begin. Now, I'm going to hang up this phone, and I'm going to show these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going to show them a world without you...a world without rules and controls, without. borders or boundaries. A world...where anything is possible.
Misanthropic ideologies were big in the early atheistic capitalist phase of the late 90s. Clearly you can see how the people who subscribed to this ideation turned out like trash when they didn’t use religious philosophy in their movies. See: V for Vendetta
Easton Diaz
Because I choose to. KINOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Jayden Smith
A tranny wrote this.
Juan Scott
the perfect response. It's transcendent.
Logan Fisher
>Why, Mr. Anderson?! Why?! WHY DO YOU PERSIST?! >Sneed
Joseph Morales
My favourite part of that first one was after the air question, when Neo briefly stops breathing and holds his breath, confused and understatedly shocked. Then the casual shrug and move on to next simulation.
Jack Collins
>penultimate pleb filter
Was this whole post a parody, you did that on purpose right? If not, holy shit user you are fucking dumb. Explains your taste in films, not even midwit level.
David White
for me it's unironically >Neo, I believe. I know it wasn't a dream.
>Why, Mr. Anderson? Why what? What is it you are trying to ask me? >Why, why, why? I'm sorry, but you need to calm down and clarify what you are referring to. >Why do you do it? Why do I do what? Please stop being so vague >Why get up? Because we are in a fight and I am trying to beat you. >Why keep fighting? Because I know it's not a futile effort after having beaten you once before. >Do you believe you're fighting for something? Yes, that's exactly what I believe. >For more than your survival? Yes. >Can you tell me what it is? Yes, I can tell you exactly what it is. >Do you even know? Yes. >Is it freedom? In part. >Or truth? Also this. >Perhaps peace? And that. >Could it be for love? And yes, you just listed many of the reasons why I am fighting you >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. Ok, you can think that, but you are a computer program so it's natural we disagree on something as fundamental as meaning and purpose. >And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. Perhaps then, there is more to this temporary construct you call "love". I have thwarted you at every step of the way, can you not see that even with your silly villainous monologue that I am the good guy in all of this? >You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. See what? It's raining and my visibility is quite hampered. >You must know it by now. Know what? Are we going back to being vague again? >You can't win. How do you know this? I have won every encounter we've had. >It's pointless to keep fighting. I could argue the same to you. >Why, Mr. Anderson? Why what? >Why? What are you trying to ask me now? >Why do you persist? We just went over this.
