Agent Smith: Mr. Anderson, welcome back. We missed you.
[Agent Smith pauses and looks around at the multitude of clones he has created]
Agent Smith: Like what I've done with the place?
Neo: It ends tonight.
Agent Smith: I know it does, I've seen it. That's why the rest of me is just going to enjoy the show because we already know that I'm the one that beats you.
Agent Smith:Why, Mr. Anderson? Why, why, why? Why do you do it? 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?
Neo :Because I choose to.
[war has ended]
Morpheus: I have imagined this moment for a long time. Is it real?
Neo: I just have never...
Rama Kandra: ...heard a program speak of love?
Neo: It's a... human emotion.
Rama Kandra: No, it is a word. What matters is the connection the word implies. I see that you are in love. Can you tell me what you would give to hold on to that connection?
Rama Kandra: Then perhaps the reason you're here is not so different from the reason I'm here.
Neo: You believe in karma?
Rama Kandra: Karma's a word. Like "love." A way of saying "what I am here to do." I do not resent my karma - I'm grateful for it. Grateful for my wonderful wife, for my beautiful daughter. They are gifts. And so I do what I must do to honor them.
[Bane/Smith has burned Neo's eyes out]
Bane: I wish you could see yourself, Mr. Anderson... Blind messiah. You're a symbol for your kind, Mr. Anderson.
The Oracle: Everything that has a beginning has an end. I see the end coming, I see the darkness spreading. I see death.