![]() ![]() You're judging me on things I haven't even done yet. Miles Dyson: I feel like I'm gonna throw up. It's not every day that you find out you're responsible for three billion deaths. Skynet, Judgment Day, the history of things to come. Sarah: Dyson listened while the Terminator laid it all down. It's when there's nothing wrong with you but you hurt anyways. Terminator: Pain causes it? John: Uh-unh, no, it's different. Terminator: Why do you cry? John: You mean people? Terminator: Yes. ![]() She denies it totally of course, like she got something stuck in her eye. Mom and him were only together for, like, one night, but she still loves him, I guess. John: I wish I could have met my real dad. What he looks like, where he lives, everything. How much do you know about Dyson? Terminator: I have detailed files. John Connor: Why attack Russia? Aren't they our friends now? Terminator: Because Skynet knows that the Russian counterattack will eliminate its enemies over here. It launches its missiles against the targets in Russia. It becomes self-aware at 2:14 AM, Eastern time, August 29th. Skynet begins to learn at a geometric rate. Human decisions are removed from strategic defense. The system goes online on August 4th, 1997. Afterwards, they fly with a perfect operational record. All stealth bombers are upgraded with Cyberdyne computers, becoming fully unmanned. Then what? Terminator: In three years, Cyberdyne will become the largest supplier of military computer systems. Sarah: Why him? Terminator: In a few months, he creates a revolutionary type of microprocessor. Sarah Connor: Who is that? Terminator: He's the director of special projects at Cyberdyne Systems Corporation. ![]() Terminator: The man most directly responsible is Miles Bennett Dyson. John: What the hell are you doing?!? Guard: You son of a bitch, you shot me, you crazy bastard! Don't shoot me again, don't kill me! Terminator: He'll live. Guard: Visiting hours is ten to four Monday through Friday. John: Swear? Terminator: What? John: Just put up your hand and say, 'I swear I won't kill anyone.' Terminator: I swear I will not kill anyone. Terminator: Why do we stop now? John: Now, you gotta promise me you're not gonna kill anyone, right? Terminator: Right. Thirty-five years from now, you reprogrammed me to be your protector here, in this time. John: Yeah? Who sent you? Terminator: You did. So what's the deal? Terminator: My mission is to protect you. John: Holy shit! You're really real! I mean, you're like a machine underneath, right? But sort of alive outside? Terminator: I'm a cybernetic organism. Because if a machine can learn the value of human life, maybe we can too.ĭialogue John: Now don't take this the wrong way, but you are a Terminator, right? Terminator: Yes. The luxury of hope was given me by the Terminator. Here, on the battlefield of the Senate, his weapons were common sense and hope. John fights the war differently than it was foretold. And it always will, like the traces of a dream. ![]() But the dark future which never came still exists for me. I wanted to run to through the street yelling to grab them all and say, "Every day from this day on is a gift. Laughed, complained, watched TV, made love. I face it for the first time with a sense of hope, because if a machine, a Terminator, can learn the value of human life, maybe we can too. In an insane world, it was the sanest choice. Of all the would-be fathers who came and went over the years, this thing, this machine was the only one that measured up. It would never hurt him, never shout at him, or get drunk and hit him, or say it was too busy to spend time with him.
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