I used to eat there. Really good noodles.
To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human.
He's beginning to believe.
You hear that, Mr. Anderson? That is the sound of inevitability. It is the sound of your death. Goodbye, Mr. Anderson.
Find them and destroy them.
Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself.
Stop trying to hit me and hit me.
Good shit, huh? It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells.
Welcome to the real world.
Mr. Anderson... you disappoint me.
Never send a human to do a machine's job.