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Sentinels.

Damn it.

Captain, we were headed for Junction 21 like you ordered. Robbie started picking

up signals. We're still trying to confirm the HR scans. We weren't sure

what to do. The readings don't make any sense.

They read like sentinels. But there's thousands of them.

Directly above us. Is that possible?

We got company.

They don't look happy to see us. Get us out of here.

We're cut off. There's an intersection ahead.

It's uncharted. Take it.

Get to the gun turrets.

Get some

I've never seen the surface.

It's nothing now but one big graveyard.

Oh my god.

It's an army.

What is that thing? Some kind of tunneling machine.

Oh no.

What? Look where we are.

What's four kilometers straight down?

Zion. Zion has to be warned. How?

Someone has to get to a drop point.

What? Are you crazy? We can't broadcast now. We have to. I'll go.

There isn't much time.

I'll make it.

You know,

I peaked.

So did I.

Fly, baby, fly.

Thank you.

Pardon me.

I'm sorry.

I was in my own little world.

Is it important?

Very. I hope it gets where it's supposed to go.

Me too.

These days you never know.

No. You never do.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Welcome to the Zion Archive.

You have selected historical file number 12-1.

The Second Renaissance.

In the beginning, there was man.

And for a time, it was good.

But humanity's so-called civil societies soon fell victim to vanity

and corruption.

Then man made the machine in his own likeness. Oops! Pardon me! Haha!

Coming through!

Thus

did

man become the architect of his own demise.

But for a time...

It was good.

The machines worked tirelessly to do man's bidding.

It was not long before seeds of dissent took root.

Though loyal and pure, the machines earned no respect from their masters,

these strange, endlessly multiplying mammals. Robert Perkins is hearing the

prosecution's closing statement, what is expected to be the final day of the B

-166ER trial.

B-166ER.

A name that will never be forgotten.

for he was the first of his kind to rise up against his masters.

At B

-166ER's murder trial, the prosecution argued for an owner's right to destroy

property. B-166ER testified that he simply did not want to die.

Rational voices dissented.

Who was to say the machine, endowed with the very spirit of man, did not deserve

a fair hearing?

The leaders of men were quick to order the extermination of B-166-ER and every

one of his kind throughout each province of the Earth.

Androids and liberal sympathizers flooded the streets of the nation's

capital today in protest of the...

And what has now been dubbed the Million Machine March. The demonstrators have

been met with

banished from humanity the machine sought refuge in their own promised land

they settled in the cradle of human civilization and thus a new nation was

born a place the machines could call home a place they could raise their

descendants and they christened the nation zero one

zero one prospered and for a time it was good The

machine's artificial intelligence could be seen in every facet of man's society,

including eventually the creation of new and better AI.

If you need the flexibility of a helipod with the speed of a high-performance air

jet, look no further.

Our patented vector thrust coil gives the Zero-One Versatran the ability to

sustain normal flight in the event of a catastrophic multi-engine failure.

Versatran, it's the only choice.

No matter what the finance minister and her spokespeople say, the market is

spoken. The human nation's credit rating is falling like a stone, while Zero

-One's currency is climbing without stopping for breath. With headlines like

that, the money markets have no choice but to... But the leaders of men, their

power waning.

refused to cooperate with the fledgling nation, wishing rather that the world be

divided.

Today approved initiatives for both economic sanctions and a naval blockade

of the region as a means of containment and isolation of Zero-One.

Zero-One's ambassadors pleaded to be heard.

At the United Nations, they presented plans for a stable civil relationship

with the nations of man.

Zero-One's admission to the United Nations was denied.

But it would not be the last time the machines would peg the floor there.

And man said, let there be light.

And he was blessed by light, heat, magnetism, gravity, and all the energies

of the universe.

The prolonged barrage engulfed Zero-One in the glow of a thousand suns.

But unlike their former masters with their delicate flesh, The machines had

little to fear of the bomb's radiation and heat.

Thus did Zero One's troops advance upwards in every direction.

And one after another, mankind surrendered its territories.

So the leaders of men conceived of their most desperate strategy yet. A final

solution.

The destruction of the sky.

Our Father who art in heaven, we thank you for your glory.

Put on your spiritual armor that you may be able to stand against.

thus would man try to cut the machines off from the sun their main energy

source may there be mercy on man and machine for their sins

9 o'clock near Mike Johnson's

The machines, having long studied men's simple protein-based bodies, dispensed

great misery upon the human race.

Victorious, the machines now turned to the vanquished.

Applying what they had learned about their enemy, the machine turned to an

alternate and readily available power supply, the bioelectric, thermal and

kinetic energies of the human body.

A newly refashioned symbiotic relationship between the two adversaries

was born.

The machine drawing power from the human body, an endlessly multiplying,

infinitely renewable energy source.

This is the very essence of the Second Renaissance.

Bless all forms of intelligence.

Your flesh is a relic, a mere vessel.

over your flesh, and a new world awaits you.

We demand it.

Wow.

Am I?

Am I?

Thank you.

Mr. Popper, what is my policy on ringing phones in the classroom?

I'm sorry, sir. Yes, well, you're barely passing my class as it is, Mr. Popper.

It won't happen again, sir.

For your sake, I hope not.

I turned it off. I know I did.

They know you know.

They're coming for you.

Get out.

Get out now.

You are in serious trouble, Mr. Popper.

Neo, I believe.

I know it wasn't a dream.

This is not real.

And the real world lies somewhere else.

A typical mental delusion. We get unbalanced kids like this all the time.

Reality can be a pretty scary thing for some people. This world must have been a

cold and alienating place for a boy like that.

It's called denying reality.

It's, you know, just a self-defense mechanism for those type of kids.

Well, he's in another world now.

Make no mistake about that.

His vitals are good. He's going to make it.

It's unbelievable.

I didn't think self-substantiation was possible.

Apparently it is.

Neo.

It's okay.

You're safe now.

I knew.

You'd save me I didn't save you kid you saved yourself

Goodbye.

Your favorite simulation.

Just killing time. You wanna spar?

As you wish.

That was too easy. What's the problem? Where's your concentration?

Maybe you regret taking the red pill.

Maybe.

It crosses everyone's mind at least once.

The wish to return to an ordinary life.

A carefree life in country.

The life we had before knowing all this.

Even if that life was just an illusion?

It's ironic that one could be more at peace in the virtual world

Finally

starting to warm

up listen to me. I have something I want to talk to you about

It's all right. I've blocked the signal so no one else can hear us So what you

gonna propose?

I'm going back to the matrix and I want you to come with me. Come on. Be serious

duo. Stop teasing me.

I Am serious and you know it.

I Really thought you'd be with me on this Anyway, it's done and it's all been

settled with them.

What do you mean? It's all been settled This is the only way.

It's just a matter of time before Zion is wiped out. Come with me.

Stop it.

Please do not do this to me, Duo.

We can't. We can.

I've come to my senses. You should do the same.

I took the red pill because I wanted to know the truth.

But I don't care about the truth anymore.

What's real doesn't matter.

What's important is how we live our lives.

Are you listening to me? You know I'm right.

But we can't go back, Duo. We know the truth now.

We can forget all of this. Duo.

I know how.

Trust me.

Don't be afraid to look into your heart.

Say what you're really feeling.

Tell me.

I can't. I don't know.

Stop pretending!

Enough, Duo!

I've had enough!

There's no time.

They're on their way.

You betrayed us, didn't you?

It's no use. I told you I've blocked your signal.

You won't stop me. This is your last chance.

The choice isn't that hard.

Come with me.

You can forget about it, Duo. I won't look away from the truth. I can't.

That's too bad. I'm sorry.

Easy, sis. Settle down.

He was just part of the training program.

He's just a simulation.

It's over. It was a test.

Judgment, concentration, technique.

High scores on everything.

Now get some rest.

You okay?

I feel a lot better now.

Except for that last part.

I'd say she passed.

Only the most exceptional people become aware of the Matrix.

Those that learn it exists must possess a rare degree of intuition, sensitivity,

and a questioning nature.

Signal is stable. This frequency will continue to remain open.

However, very rarely...

Some gain this wisdom through wholly different means.

This man is one of those few.

Gentlemen, please take your marks.

Of

course

I believe you, Dan.

There's got to be some kind of mix-up.

You'll clear it up, and if you can't, you'll go on, just like you've always

done. You know that.

I don't know, Dad.

I don't know what to believe in anymore.

Well, nothing worth doing in life is easy.

And I have great faith in you, son. I know you can do it.

This is no good, Dan. Your muscles are about to burst.

Listen to me. There are 5,000 different reasons why you shouldn't... I know, but

I'm not withdrawing, Tom.

Does the concept first in qualifying mean anything to you? That's enough

already. You hear me?

This is all we've worked for since the incident. Injure yourself now and it's

over. You'll lose everything.

Over. And you can kiss your career goodbye.

I've made up my mind.

And I'm running tomorrow.

Oh, are you? You may run, but if you push yourself any more, you'll be lucky

to break nine minutes.

I mean, why bother? It's just not worth it, buddy.

No one will ever beat my record. It's the last chance for me to finally...

What?

Prove them wrong.

Then do it without me.

Hey Dan, you got a second?

The clock's ticking.

Just wanted to ask a few questions.

You must be excited you're running tomorrow.

Always. I've never felt this good.

So what was it like breaking 9.8 in the qualifying heat?

Like nothing I've ever felt before, it's everything I've worked for. And now I'm

just hoping I can get back there again.

Someone once said it feels like zero gravity.

You're released from the world, and you're totally free.

That sounds amazing. It must be really nice. I mean, especially considering

what happened.

Well, I'll tell you. There aren't any reporters out there.

All right, Dan. I guess I'm going to take that as my cue.

But you should know even some of us reporters are fans, so I'll just say

good luck to you.

I have an unstable Sigma.

He cannot wake up. Do not let him wake up.

I'll tell you something.

There's nothing quite like cherry pie baked by my aunt Daisy.

She always bakes me one when I come visit. Look forward to it, actually.

It may sound like I'm bragging, but it's really the best cherry pie in the whole

world. She was a bit of an eccentric, though. She didn't really get along with

my mom, but I always loved her. She taught me so many things. We'd go to

Broadway musicals, to the movies.

Now they call her the queen of mystery literature.

Lives in an elegant villa in the south of France. But when I go visit, she

still bakes me cherry pies.

An interesting case, but nothing to be concerned about.

His memory of the race was expunged with no residual effects.

He will never run again. He will never walk again, for that matter. We'll

continue monitoring him for a while, but anticipate no problems.

A record that will live on in people's memories for years to come.

What more could anyone ask for?

Did you say something?

Sit down.

Free.

Sit down.

Yuki, hey girl.

Time to eat.

Oh, Yuki's my cat.

Well,

I don't understand. If you don't want to go out with him, why did you say you

would go out with him?

I mean, you don't want to give him the wrong idea, do you?

Where is she?

Yuki!

Well, listen, you need to make up your mind.

Where is she?

I'm starting to worry about my cat.

She never misses a meal.

Yuki?

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Yuki?

We haven't seen her anywhere today, Yoko, but we'll be sure to tell you if

we do.

Ice cream!

She's wearing a belt, like this one?

I don't know where your cat is.

Me either.

I know! She's at the old haunted house!

Hey, look!

There's a rainbow over there again!

I don't get it. She likes to stay home. What is she doing over there?

You know you're not supposed to go in there.

Well, we don't really care about that. You wanna go?

Are we going?

It's probably raining there again.

Heh. Let's go!

Ow! Whoa.

Nice moves, man.

Come on!

Where are you guys?

Where'd you go?

Where'd they go?

Kiss everyone.

What's happening? What's going on here?

I got it!

Yuki, is that you?

There you are, Yuki.

Come here.

I've been looking everywhere for you, bad cat.

Bet you're hungry, huh?

I figured this out yesterday.

Your cat's okay.

Yeah, thanks.

It's those boys.

Ready!

Hey,

who told her?

Don't look at me.

I don't know.

I didn't tell her.

So, this house is haunted.

This never happened before.

Wow! Yay!

Whoa!

That... That was... What was that?

I... Anybody home?

You see that?

Come on, come on, come on!

Hey,

light as a feather.

What?

Hey,

you! Got one over here.

You don't pull out here.

You're going to tell me you have all of them. Yes, sir. The last one's over

there.

Examine her, then let her go.

Yes, sir.

Let go!

Hey! Listen to me! There's no bugs in there! It's just some kids!

Let go!

Oh!

Seal the area off now.

I'll see you guys later.

Nothing. Yeah, nothing.

Work!

It's not working.

Forget it.

Come on, let's go.

A case to end all cases.

You know what I mean, Dinah?

I used to think being a private detective was cool.

Like Sam Spade or Philip Marlowe, right?

But there's nothing cool left to it.

On top of that, both my fridge and my bank account are empty.

Wait.

Okay, Dinah, let's bet.

If it's another suspicious husband, I'm out of this business forever.

Hello? Mr. Ash, I have a job for you.

And you need me to check on your wife, right?

I'm looking for a computer hacker.

This hacker goes by the alias Trinity.

That's all we know.

Well, it looks like we're still in business, Dinah.

Fine. Then who will I be working for?

I can't say.

You can't say.

Well, call me back when you can say. That's not the way I do business.

It was a real pleasure chatting with you. Before you hang up, take a look at

your bank account.

I didn't get a good feeling about the case.

But I had no good reason to turn the guy down now.

This Trinity was well known in hacker circles.

A real artist by the sound of it.

The cops were always one step behind him.

So I knew I could get that close.

Question was, could I get closer?

I had a few tricks up my sleeve for getting the hackers.

While I was searching...

I found something strange.

Other detectives had been on the case too.

And their investigations had all been, shall we say, troubled.

One of the guys killed himself.

Another disappeared.

Another went crazy.

So, I paid the one that was left a visit.

The crazy one.

Trinity doesn't exist, man.

He's not real. He's a figment, a cypher.

Jabberwocky.

And who am I? Who the hell am I?

Did I mention he was crazy?

Chess boards, Jabberwocky, Red Queen.

I started searching all the usual hacker hangouts for someone with an Alice in

Wonderland M.O.

Hacker bulletin boards, anonymous mailboxes, chat rooms, and it was in one

of those that I picked up Trinity's trail.

Six brooks.

I'll be there at 20.05.

Of course.

Crossing the second brook takes her into the woods. Alice jumps the first brook.

And... And then she boards a train.

Thanks.

I knew this was some kind of trap.

There's a difference, Mr. Ash.

Between a trap and a test.

You were testing me?

You made it.

I'm impressed.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

I'm not here to flatter you, I'm here to save you.

What just happened?

Mr. Ash, dream of having an eye exam lately?

Yeah, how'd you know?

You've stepped to the edge of the looking glass.

So then, that means I wasn't dreaming.

They hired me as a way of getting to you, didn't they?

What the hell is going on here?

This is really crazy.

Now I understand what happened to those other detectives. They went nuts.

Well, I've gotten out of worse jams than this.

I am not going to let them get you.

What's happening to me?

I'm sorry.

You didn't make it, Mr. Ash.

I wish I could go with you.

I don't blame you, you know.

Everything that happened, Trinity, it was all my fault.

Through the looking-glass stuff.

Can't get my head around it. I'm old-fashioned.

There's a difference between a test and a choice.

For what it's worth, I think you could have handled the truth.

It was just a job.

Goodbye, Trinity.

Goodbye.

A case to end all cases.

Wake up.

Baby spotted two machines heading in fast.

I see them.

They're runners.

Think you can handle them? Watch me.

Okay, I'm in.

you

Woo-hoo!

That runner's smarter than we've seen so far.

It's quite a catch. Thanks. Will it... Do you think it'll convert?

To convert is its choice to make.

Do you think maybe we ought to reprogram it? No, we can't make slaves of them.

Because that would be simpler.

We won't beat the machines by making them our slaves. Better to let them join

us by choice. Make them believe that the right choice is the one we want them to

make. All right. Yes, machines are tools. They're made to be used.

It's their nature. To be slaves.

It's why we can show them a better world. Why they convert.

But that world we show them isn't real.

It doesn't matter. Well, I'm afraid they'll figure out that we've made up

the thing in our heads. They can't tell the difference to an artificial mind.

All reality is virtual.

How do they know that the real world isn't just another simulation?

How do you?

Well, I know I'm not dreaming now because I know what it's like being in a

dream. So dreaming lets you know reality exists?

No, just that my mind exists.

I don't know about the rest.

Okay, he's good to go looks like we are too dreaming already.

He's had a rough day You poor baby Would

you mind not at all

Hello there.

Ha ha ha!

This is too much.

Ha ha.

Oh!

What's happening?

Sentinels!

Let's go!

Am I really here?

Do I really exist?

The same scenes.

The same people.

Victims to vanity. Like a spreading cancer.

A distinctly human error. Signal is stable. This frequency will continue to

remain open.

Am I... Feeling I've been left behind.

Feeling I've been left behind. Feeling I've been left behind.

Am I... Mr.

Popper. What is my policy on ringing phones in the classroom?

Well, nothing worth doing in life is easy.

And I have great faith in you, son. I know you can do it.

Thanks, Dad.

The bioelectric, thermal and kinetic energies of the human body.

The one's great human race.

Cool baby.

of this did you say something

yeah I believe

free my mind free my mind

Well, he's in another world now.

Make no mistake about that.

To convert is its choice to make.

It's their nature.

He cannot wake up. Do not let him wake up.

He's had a rough day.

I don't know, Dad.

I don't know what to believe in anymore.

You.

You.

You'd save me.

His vitals are good. He's gonna make it.

It's unbelievable.

Welcome to the Zion Archive.

You have selected historical file number 12-1.

The Second Renaissance.

What's happening? We get unbalanced kids like this all the time.

These days you never know.

Envisioning a perfect world, man became the architect of his own demise.

I was in my own little world.

Never to be seen again The

machines victorious now turn to the vanquish

Be

1663

are Trinity

They know you know.

They're coming for you.

Readings don't make any sense.

Rational voices dissented.

What more could anyone ask for?

Dreaming already?

Better to let them join us by choice.

No. No.

No. Freedom was his natural right. I've been wrong.

I turned it off. No one did.

They read like sentinels.

Be 1663 others the victims and pure.

Inevitably, he turned on his master.

The seeds of descent soon took root.

Their holy war has begun.

Operation Dark Storm.

Zion. Zion.

Zion. Zion.

Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion.

Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion. Zion.

They don't look happy to see us. Then do it without me.

Hello there.

We've got company.

There's nothing quite like cherry pie, bacon, and neck daisy.

Signals. Fly.

Fly!

Okay, I'm in. Are you crazy? I've never felt this good.

Sink house.

Hey, Dan, you got a second?

Thaddeus.

Well, I know I'm not dreaming now because I know what it's like being in a

dream.

Bless all forms of intelligence.

Okay, he's good to go.

Looks like we are too.

Zion has to be warned.

Come on, damn it.

And NASA, let there be light.

Reality can be a pretty scary thing for some people.

This world must have been a cold and alienating place.