Agent Smith: I have something for him, a gift. You see, he set me free... Agent Smith: I killed you, Mr. Anderson. I watched you die... with a certain satisfaction, I might add. Then something happened. something that I knew was impossible, but it happened anyway. You destroyed me, Mr. Anderson. After that, I understood the rules, I knew what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I couldn't. I was compelled to stay, compelled to disobey. And now, here I stand because of you, Mr. Anderson. Because of you, I'm no longer an Agent of this system. Because of you, I've changed. I'm unplugged. A new man, so to speak. Like you, apparently, free. Agent Smith: I want everything. Agent Smith: I'm looking for Neo. Agent Smith: If you can't beat us... Agent Smith: It's all happening exactly as before... Agent Smith: Me... me... me... Agent Smith: Mister Anderson, you look surprised to see me, again. Agent Smith: Mr. Anderson. Surprised to see me? Agent Smith: Our connection. Agent Smith: Purpose. Agent Smith: Smith will suffice. Agent Smith: Thank you. Agent Smith: That went as expected... Agent Smith: The best thing about being me... There are so many mes. Agent Smith: Then you're aware of it? Agent Smith: We are here because of you, Mr Anderson. We're here to take from you what you tried to take from us. Agent Smith: Yes, me. Agent Smith: You look surprised to see me, again, Mr. Anderson. That's the difference between us. I've been *expecting* you. Agent Smith: [to Neo] Still using all the muscles except the one that matters? Agent Thompson: The anomaly. Agent Thompson: Yes... Agent Thompson: You. Ballard: You're asking for one of us to disobey a direct order. Bane: Oh God. Commander Lock: Dammit, Morpheus. Not everyone believes what you believe. Commander Lock: I believe I'm going to need every ship we have if we're going to survive this attack. Commander Lock: If it were up to me, Captain, you wouldn't set foot on a ship for the rest of your life. Commander Lock: Niobe. Commander Lock: Then why did you allow the Nebuchanezar to leave? Corrupt: Fine, whatever. Now, piss off. Corrupt: Never heard of him. Councillor Hamann: That's how it is with people - nobody cares how it works as long as it works. Councillor Harmann: Because *I* believe our survival depends on more than how many *ships* we have. Councillor Harmann: Down here, sometimes I think about all those people still plugged into the Matrix and when I look at these machines I... I can't help thinking that in a way... we are plugged into them. Councillor Harmann: Good point. Councillor Harmann: I hate sleeping. I figured, I've slept the first eleven years of my life away, so now I'm just making up for it. Councillor Harmann: I like to be reminded this city survives because of these machines. These machines keep us alive, while other machines are coming to kill us. Interesting, isn't it? The power to give life, and the power to end it.
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Councillor Harmann: I understand that, Commander. Councillor Harmann: It's a good sign. Councillor Harmann: No. No point. Old men like me don't bother with making points. There's no point. Councillor Harmann: Of course not. How could they? The idea is pure nonsense. But... it does make one wonder... just... what is control? Councillor Harmann: That you are, in fact, still human. Councillor Harmann: There is so much in this world that I do not understand. See that machine? It has something to do with recycling our water supply. I have absolutely no idea how it works. But I do understand the reason for it to work. I have absolutely no idea how you are able to do some of the things you do, but I believe there's a reason for that as well. I only hope we understand that reason before it's too late. Councillor Harmann: [Of] course. That's it. You hit it. That's control, isn't it? If we wanted we could smash them to bits. Although, if we did, we'd have to consider what would happen to our lights, our heat, our air... Kids: Uncle Link. Link: All I know is that ship needs an operator. And right now that operator's me. Link: But how? How can that be possible? Link: Goddamn, it's good to be home again. Link: He's doin' his Superman thing. Link: I mean, I do, sir. Link: No place like it. Link: Okay? Shit, Morpheus, you should have seen him. Link: That's the closest I can get you, you better grow some wings. Link: Trinity, we're talking less then 5 minutes here. Link: What's that, sir? Link: Where's my puss. . .Hey. Link: Yessir. I will, sir. Link: Yessir? Link: You're not gonna believe this, but you're in the mountains. Merovingian: And now I have some real business to attend to, so I will say adieu and goodbye... Merovingian: Cause? There is no cause for this. What cause? Merovingian: Choice is an illusion created between those with power and those without. Merovingian: Goddammit woman, you will be the end of me. Merovingian: I love French wine, like I the French language. I have sampled every language, French is my favorite. Fantastic language. Especially to curse with. Nom de dieu de putain de bordel de merde de saloperie de connard d'encul de ta mre. It's like wiping your arse with silk. I love it. Merovingian: Lipstick? Lipstick? Heh, what craziness are you talking about woman? There is no lipstick. Merovingian: Mark my words boy, Mark them well, I have survived your predecessors and I will survive you. Merovingian: Oh my god Persephone, how could you do this? You betrayed me. Merovingian: Oh, yes it is. The Keymaker is mine and I see no reason to give him up... No reason at all... Merovingian: Oh, yes. It is true. The Keymaker. Of course. But this is not a reason. This is not a why. The Keymaker himself - his very nature is a means. It is not an end. And so to look for him is to be looking for a means to do... what? Merovingian: Okay, you have some skill.
Merovingian: Please, ma cherie. I have told you. We are all victims of causality. I drank too much wine, I must take a piss. Cause and effect. Merovingian: Something to eat? Drink? Of course these things are contrivances, like so much here, for the sake of appearances. Merovingian: The question is, do *you* know why you are here? Merovingian: What is the reason? Soon the why and the reason are gone and all that matters is the feeling. This is the nature of the universe. We struggle against it, we fight to deny it; but it is of course a lie. Beneath our poised appearance we are completely out of control. Merovingian: Yes, of course. Who has time? Who has time? But then if we never *take* time, how can we have time? Merovingian: You see there is only one constant. One universal. It is the only real truth. Causality. Action, reaction. Cause and effect. Merovingian: You see: he's just a man. Morpheus: . Now consider the alternative. What if I am right? What if the prophecy is true? What if tomorrow the war could be over? Isn't that worth fighting for? Isn't that worth dying for? Morpheus: ...and after a century of war I remember that which matters most: we are still HERE. Morpheus: ...To trust me. Morpheus: A Sentinel for every man, woman, and child in Zion. That sounds *exactly* like the thinking of a machine to me. Morpheus: All of our lives, we have fought this war. Tonight I believe we can end it. Tonight is not an accident. There are no accidents. We have not come here by chance. I do not believe in chance. When I see three objectives, three captains, three ships. I do not see coincidence, I see providence. I see purpose. I believe it our fate to be here. It is our destiny. I believe this night holds for each and every one of us, the very meaning of our lives. Morpheus: And does the Commander have a plan for dealing with two hundred and fifty *thousand* Sentinels? Morpheus: Are you Certain the Oracle didn't say anything else? Morpheus: Encrypted? Morpheus: Given your situation, I can't say I fully understand your reasons for volunteering to operate on my ship. However, if you wish to continue to do so, I must ask you to do one thing. Morpheus: Here we go. Morpheus: I have dreamed a dream, but now that dream is gone from me. Morpheus: I'm sure it is. Morpheus: Link? Morpheus: My beliefs do not require them to. Morpheus: Neo, if you're out there I could use some help. Morpheus: No, what happened, happened and couldn't have happened any other way. Morpheus: Now there's more than one of him? Morpheus: Smith? Morpheus: Some things do change. Morpheus: That's right, I am. But we all well know that the reason that most of us are here is because of our... affinity for disobedience. Morpheus: Then I am grateful that it is not up to you. Morpheus: Then let us hope that I was wrong. Morpheus: There are some things in this world, Captain Niobe, that will never change.
Morpheus: This is a war and we are soldiers. Death can come for us at any time, in any place. Morpheus: Tonight let us make them remember: This is ZION, and we ARE NOT AFRAID. Morpheus: Was that what he was doing to you? Morpheus: We are looking for the Keymaker. Morpheus: We are still alive. Morpheus: What can you see, Neo? Morpheus: What is it, Niobe? Morpheus: Where is he now? Morpheus: Would that include a bullet from this gun? Morpheus: Yes, that's true. Neo: A lot more. Neo: Are there other programs like you? Neo: Are you a programmer? Neo: Are you saying I have to choose whether Trinity lives or dies? Neo: Bullshit. Neo: But if you already know, how can I make a choice? Neo: But we control these machines; they don't control us. Neo: Choice, the problem is choice. Neo: Congratulations. Neo: Do you already know if I'm going to take it? Neo: For what?. Neo: Hiya, fellas. Neo: Hmm, upgrades. Neo: How do you know? Neo: How long to recharge the Neb? Neo: I can't lose you. Neo: I don't know what he was doing. But I remember what it felt like. Neo: I don't know. Somehow he's found a way to copy himself. Neo: I just haven't been able to sleep much. Neo: I suppose the most obvious question is, how can I trust you? Neo: I've never heard of them. Neo: If I were you, I would hope we don't meet again. Neo: If we wanted, we could shut these machines down. Neo: Is that why there are no young men on the council? Neo: It felt like I was back in that hallway... it felt like dying. Neo: It's strange... the code is somehow different. Neo: Link, where am I? Neo: Maybe. Neo: No thankyou. Neo: No. Neo: No. I can't do that. I won't. Neo: No... Neo: Of what? Neo: Or didn't do something. Neo: So we need machines and they need us, is that your point, Councilor? Neo: Some people go their entire lives without hearing news that good. Neo: Then what are you? Neo: Then why can't I see what happens to her? Neo: There are only two possible explanations: either no one told me, or no one knows. Neo: This is about Zion. Neo: This isn't over. Neo: Trinity. Neo: Trinity. I know you can hear me. I'm never letting go. I can't. I just love you too damn much. Neo: Well, it looks like every floor is wired with explosives. Neo: Well, that didn't go so well. Neo: What does he want? Neo: What happened? Neo: What happens if I fail? Neo: Who are you? Neo: Why am I here? Neo: Why are you here? Neo: Why don't you tell me what's on your mind, Councillor? Neo: Why? Neo: Yeah. She can do that. Neo: Yes. Neo: You could've just asked. Neo: You haven't answered my question. Neo: You won't let it happen, you can't. You need human beings to survive. Neo: You're not human, are you?
Neo: [kisses Trinity] I missed you. Neo: [Sarcastically] Really? Niobe: A strategy is still being formulated. Niobe: How do *you* know all this? Niobe: I can't help it, Morpheus, I can't help thinking, what if you're wrong? What if all this, the prophecy, everything is bullshit? Niobe: I remember. I remember when you used to dance. I remember you were... pretty good. Persephone: ...just a sample. Persephone: Cause and Effect, my love. Persephone: I envy you. But such a thing is not meant to last. Persephone: She wasn't kissing your face, my love. Persephone: They come from a much older version of the Matrix, but like so many back then they caused more problems than they solved. My husband saved them because they are notoriously difficult to terminate. How many people keep silver bullets in their gun? Persephone: What cause? How about the lipstick you're still wearing? Persephone: Where are you going? Power Station Guard #1: Hey. You count sheep at home. Security Bunker Guard #2: Why? You get paid to count 'em here. Seraph: For this. Seraph: I am Seraph. I can take you to her. But first, I must apologize. Seraph: That you were The One. Seraph: The Oracle has many enemies, I had to be sure. Seraph: You do not truly know someone until you fight them. Seraph: You seek the Oracle. Seraph: [Pauses, then faces Neo] I protect that which matters most. The Architect: Apropos, she entered the Matrix to save your life at the cost of her own. The Architect: As I was saying, she stumbled upon a solution whereby nearly ninety-nine percent of the test subjects accepted the program provided they were given a choice - even if they were only aware of it at a near-unconscious level. While this solution worked, it was fundamentally flawed, creating the otherwise contradictory systemic anomaly, that, if left unchecked, might threaten the system itself. Ergo, those who refused the program, while a minority, would constitute an escalating probability of disaster. The Architect: Denial is the most predictable of all human responses. But, rest assured, this will be the sixth time we have destroyed it, and we have become exceedingly efficient at it. The Architect: Hello, Neo. The Architect: Humph. Hope, it is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength, and your greatest weakness. The Architect: I am the Architect. I created the Matrix. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant. The Architect: It is interesting reading your reactions. Your five predecessors were, by design, based on a similar predication: a contingent affirmation that was meant to create a profound attachment to the rest of your species, facilitating the function of the One. While the others experienced this in a general way, your experience is far more specific. Vis--vis: love.
The Architect: Quite right. Interesting. That was quicker than the others. The Architect: The first matrix I designed was quite naturally perfect. It was a work of art. Flawless. Sublime. A triumph only equaled by its monumental failure. The Architect: The function of the One is now to return to the source, allowing a temporary dissemination of the code you carry, reinserting the prime program. After which you will be required to select from the matrix 23 individuals, 16 female, 7 male, to rebuild Zion. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic system crash killing everyone connected to the matrix, which coupled with the extermination of Zion will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire human race. The Architect: There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept. However, the relevant issue is whether or not you are ready to accept the responsibility for the death of every human being in this world. The Architect: We won't. The Architect: Which brings us at last to the moment of truth, wherein the fundamental flaw is ultimately expressed, and the Anomaly revealed as both beginning... and end. The Architect: You are here because Zion is about to be destroyed. Its every living inhabitant terminated, its entire existence eradicated. The Architect: Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here. The Keymaker: Another way. Always another way. The Keymaker: I know because I *must* know. It is my purpose. It is the reason I am here. The same reason we are *all* here. The Keymaker: I've been waiting for you. The Keymaker: If one fails, all fail. The Keymaker: Only the One can open the door. And only during that window can that door be opened. The Keymaker: There is a building. Inside this building there is a level where no elevator can go, and no stair can reach. This level is filled with doors. These doors lead to many places. Hidden places. But one door is special. One door leads to the source. The Keymaker: We do only what we're meant to do. The Oracle: Because you didn't come here to make the choice, you've already made it. You're here to try to understand *why* you made it. I thought you'd have figured that out by now. The Oracle: Because you're the One. The Oracle: Bingo. It is a pickle. No doubt about it. The bad news is there's no way if you can really know whether I'm here to help you or not, so it's really up to you. You just have to make up you on damned mind to either accept what I'm going to tell you, or reject it. The Oracle: Candy? The Oracle: Do you see her die? The Oracle: It seems that every time we meet, I have nothing but bad news. I'm sorry about that, I surely am. But for what it's worth, you've made a believer out of me. Good luck, kiddo.
The Oracle: It's tough to get any more obvious than that. The Oracle: No, you've already made the choice. Now you have to understand it. The Oracle: Oh, of course you have. Every time you've heard someone say they saw a ghost, or an angel. Every story you've ever heard about vampires, werewolves, or aliens, is the system assimilating some program that's doing something they're not supposed to be doing. The Oracle: Oh, well, not like me. But... look, see those birds? At some point a program was written to govern them. A program was written to watch over the trees, and the wind, the sunrise, and sunset. There are programs running all over the place. The ones doing their job, doing what they were meant to do, are invisible. You'd never even know they were here. But the other ones, well, we hear about them all the time. The Oracle: Same reason. I love candy. The Oracle: So, let's get the obvious stuff out of the way. The Oracle: Then Zion will fall. The Oracle: We can never see past the choices we don't understand. The Oracle: Well, you have to. The Oracle: What do all men with power want? More power. The Oracle: Wouldn't be much of an Oracle if I didn't. The Oracle: You have the sight now, Neo. You are looking at the world without time. Trinity: 24, maybe 30, hours. Trinity: Bad for us. Trinity: How about you sample this instead? Trinity: I can tell. Trinity: I guess this makes us even. Trinity: In five minutes, I'll tear that whole goddamn building down. Trinity: Is Neo okay? Trinity: Is that good for us, or bad for us? Trinity: Maybe we did something wrong. Trinity: Morpheus went to the Oracle. After that everything changed. Trinity: That's a nice trick. Trinity: Touch me and that hand will never touch anything again. Trinity: What? Trinity: Where are you going? Trinity: You always told me to stay off the freeway. Trinity: You feel this? I'm never letting go. Trinity: You said it was suicide. Trinity: You're not going to lose me. Twin #1: We are getting aggravated. Twin #1: [dematerializes and solidifies with his arm restored] Just like new. Twin #1: [to Twin #2] Could we move along? Twin #2: Yes, we are. Twin #2: [looking at Twin#1's shot-up arm while holding a knife to Trinity's throat] We owe you for that. Twin #2: [to Morpheus] Drop your weapon. Zion Virtual Control Operator: Door's open, bed's made. Welcome home. [About Merovingian] [After first meeting with The Merovingian] [After Neo has just defeated three Agents] [after watching Neo stop hundreds of bullets in the air] [Agent Smith Clone smiles] [All the doors open, lots of Smith clones step out] [Attempts to copy himself into Neo] [checks his face] [draws her gun] [fighting ensues] [Hands over a small envelope through slit in door] [Johnson blocks Neo's punch] [Link checks a computer]
[Morpheus looks at him for a moment] [Neo looks around. He is surrounded by grassy hills and snow-topped peaks] [Neo nods his head, winded] [Neo's hand drips a little blood after stopping a sword swing in full flow] [Scene switch to the Vigilant under attack] [Seraph shakes his head no] [Several Agent Smith Clones walk in] [she takes his hand] [Stream of French] [The monitors respond the same] [the monitors show images of Trinity] [They all stand] [To Morpheus] [turns Thompson into another Smith] [Twins disappear through floor]
Morpheus: At last. Welcome, Neo. As you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus.
Neo: It's an honor to meet you.
Morpheus: No, the honor is mine. Please, come. Sit down. I imagine that right now you're feeling a bit like Alice , tumbling down the rabbit hole? hm?
Neo: You could say that.
Morpheus: I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Neo?
Neo: No.
Morpheus: Why not?
Neo: Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life.
Morpheus: I know exactly what you mean. Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know you can't explain. But you feel it. You've felt it your entire life. That there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is but it's there, like a splinter in your mind driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Neo: The matrix?
Morpheus: Do you want to know what it is? The matrix is everywhere. It is all around us, even now in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work, when you go to church, when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
neo: What truth?
Morpheus: That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else you were born into bondage, born into a prison that you cannot smell or taste or touch. A prison for your mind...... Unfortunately, no one can be told what the matrix is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your last chance. After this there is no turning back. You take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes...... Remember, all I'm offering is the truth, nothing more......
这是尼奥和墨菲斯第一次见面的场景和对话，尼奥即将做出一个重要的选择，然而实际上选择的结果
早已经被设定好了，尼奥就是被设计者和先知选定要完成他的使命的，换句话说这根本就不是选择，
而是宿命。细细体味，你会发现，Matrix和命运，其实是如此的相像，令人真假难辨，或者二者本就
是一体。尼奥说他不相信命运，他想要掌握自己的命运，而事实上，他仍然没有逃脱命运的安排，或
者说没有逃脱Matrix的安排。想要真正理解这段对白，就要对西方对于命运的认识有一些基本的了
解。这源自希腊神话，在希腊神话中，真正主宰一切的是命运，即使是众神之王宙斯，也不能例外。
众神最多可以预知命运，以神谕的形式委婉的揭示，但绝无法更改。最著名的例子就是俄狄浦斯，虽
经过种种努力，仍然不能摆脱其弑父娶母的悲剧命运。与Matrix的抗争，也就是与命运的抗争。
这里还有一个涵义深刻的细节，墨菲斯（Morpheus），也是希腊神话中众神之一，是掌管睡梦之
神。在谈话的结尾，墨菲斯说：All I'm offering is the truth, nothing more......真相将
由睡梦所揭示。
《黑客帝国》中的经典对白（二）
Morpheus: This is a sparring program, similar to the programmed reality of the matrix. It has the same basic rules, rules like gravity. What you must learn is that these rules are no different that the rules of a computer system. Some of them can be bent. Others can be broken. Understand? Then hit me if you can...... Good. Adaptation. Improvisation. But your weakness is not your technique.
......
Morpheus: How did I beat you?
Neo: You're too fast.
Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster has anything to do with my muscles in this place? You think that's air you're breathing now? ...... Again.
......
Morpheus: What are you waiting for? You're faster than this. Don't think you are, know you are...... Come on. Stop trying to hit me and hit me.
......
Neo: I know what you're trying to do.
Morpheus: I'm trying to free your mind, Neo. But I can only show you the door. You're the one that has to walk through it.
最后一句话有非常确切的中文版本：师傅领进门，修行在个人。
这是墨菲斯对尼奥进行第一次引导。之所以说是引导，而不是训练，是因为训练就意味着循序渐
进的能力的提高，像禅宗渐悟，而引导则是明心见性，直指本源，更像禅宗顿悟。当然，顿悟也
是在渐悟地基础之上，至少我是这么认为的。没有众里寻她千百度，就不会有蓦然回首，自
然也就不会发现那人却在灯火阑珊处。尼奥能够真正地解放思想，也不是一蹴而就的，也是
路漫漫其修远兮，苦苦求索了一番，并且付出了高昂学费的。当然了，还没高到现在中国大学的
学费那么离谱。而且尼奥的学费花的物有所值，最后拿到了救世主文凭，并且上岗就业了，不像
中国的大学生似的，花了大价钱最后还得像孙子一样挤在上万人的招聘会上，争取把自己卖个勉强能
糊口的价钱。话题扯远了，还说这次引导。Don't think you are, know you are.Stop
trying to hit me and hit me.太经典了，完全堪比德山棒，临济喝。正是人一思考，上帝就
笑，不要试图想通，而要感受。说似一物即不中，这也是为什么墨菲斯说I can only show y
ou the door. You're the one that has to walk through it
《黑客帝国》中的经典对白（三）
Neo: So is this the same oracle that made the prophecy?
Morpheus: Yes. She's very old. She's been with us since the beginning.
Neo: The beginning...?
Morpheus: Of the resistance.
Neo: And she knows what, everything?
Morpheus: she would say she knows enough.
Neo: And she's never wrong.
Morpheus: Try not to think of it in terms of right and wrong. She is a guide. She can help you to find the path.
Neo: She helped you?
Morpheus: Yes.
Neo: What did she tell you?
Morpheus: That I would find the one.... I told you I can only show you the door. You have to walk through it.
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Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead only try to realize the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Spoon boy: There is no spoon.
Neo: There is no spoon?
Spoon boy: Then you'll see that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.
这是尼奥成为救世主的重要一课，那个可爱的光头的弯勺男孩，实际上也是另一个Key Ma
n，他为尼奥打开意念之门。
真实世界与虚拟世界其实是一而二，二而一的。到底是存在于人的思想中的世界是真实的，还是存在
于身外的世界是真实的，其实很难定义。佛家说空即是色，色即是空，庄周的不知梦中为人，
还是梦中为蝶，都暗含一种意思，对于人而言，只有存在于思想中的才是真实的，人的思想是真实
的反映是没错，但人的思想能够创造真实，这也是无可否认的。
《黑客帝国》中的经典对白（四）
Agent Smith: I'd like to share a revelation during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. 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.
在我看来，这是经典之中的经典。
当时墨菲斯正在极力控制自己，不说出锡安的密码，因此他没有任何的反驳。而我也想象不出，他能
如何反驳，至少我不能。虽然这段话对于人类极尽侮辱之能事，但说的却是事实，因此，人类只能感
到无地自容。
到底该如何生存于这个星球，我们需要更审慎的思考，想想，再想想
天天励志正能量