I know he dies before the war- Sarah: Wait! I don't want to know. I don't suppose you know who the father is so I won't tell him to get lost when I meet him. Sarah: Well, at least now I know what to name him. Sarah: What's he like? Kyle: You trust him. Sarah: Would you talk about something? Kyle: What? Sarah: I don't know. Note: bolded line is ranked #37 in AFI's 100 Years.100 Movie Quotes.Want to wait? There's a bench over there. Terminator: Where is she? Desk Sergeant: Look, it may take a while. Could I see her please? Desk Sergeant: No, you can't see her. Terminator: I'm a friend of Sarah Connor. Silberman: In technical terminology, he's a loon. Kyle: SHUT UP!! You still don't get it, do you?! He'll find her! That's what he does! That's all he does! You can't stop him! He'll wade through you, reach down her throat, and pull her fucking heart out! Ed Traxler: Doc? Kyle: Aagh! LET GO OF ME-! Dr. Kyle: Then why am I talking to you? Who is in authority here? Dr. Silberman: I'm afraid that's not up to me. Kyle: Look! You've heard enough! I have answered your questions! Now I have to see Sarah Connor! Dr. The Terminator was just being systematic. Skynet knew almost nothing about Connor's mother. I could make a career out of this guy! You see how clever this part is, how it doesn't require a shred of proof? Now, most paranoid delusions are intricate, but this is brilliant! Why were the other two women killed? Kyle: Most of the records were lost in the war. Silberman: Why? Kyle: I didn't build the fucking thing! Dr. Something about the field generated by a living organism. Silberman: Why didn't you bring any weapons, something more advanced? Don't you have, uh, ray guns? Show me a piece of future technology. Sarah: The police keep transferring me around. Sarah: I need you and Matt to come and pick me up as soon as possible. Sarah: I hope that you play this back soon. Sarah: I think that there's somebody's after me. Sarah: Ginger, this is Sarah! Sarah: Pick up if you're there! Sarah: I'm at this place on Pico Boulevard called Technoir. He turned it around, brought us back from the brink. But there was one man who taught us to fight, to storm the wire of the camps, to smash those metal motherfuckers into junk. Most of us were rounded up, put into camps for orderly disposal. Sarah: H-K's? Kyle: Hunter-Killers: patrol machines built in automated factories. It decided our fate in a microsecond: extermination. Then it saw all people as a threat, not just the ones on the other side. They say it got smart, a new order of intelligence. hooked into everything, trusted to run it all. A few years from now, all this, this whole place, everything, it's gone. Why me? Why does it want me? Kyle: There was a nuclear war. It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear! And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead! Sarah: Can you stop it? Kyle: I don't know. Sarah: Just let me go! Kyle: Listen, and understand! That Terminator is out there! It can't be bargained with. Sarah: Then you're from the future too - is that right? Kyle: Right. Sarah: Are you saying it's from the future? Kyle: One possible future. They cannot make things like that yet! Kyle: Not yet, not for about 40 years. I had to wait till he moved on you before I could zero him. Kyle: Pay attention! I gotta ditch this car. But outside, it's living human tissue: flesh, skin, hair, blood - grown for the cyborgs. Underneath, it's a hyperalloy combat chassis, microprocessor-controlled. The Terminator's an infiltration unit: part man, part machine. 15-day wait on the handguns, but the rifles you can take right now. So uh, which will it be? Terminator: All. Any one of these is ideal for home defense. Pawn clerk: You know your weapons, buddy. Anything else? Terminator: Phased plasma rifle in the 40-watt range. Just touch the trigger, the beam comes on and you put the red dot where you want the bullet to go. Pawn clerk: These are brand new we just got them in. You're terminated, fucker!ĭialogue Terminator: The 12-gauge auto-loader.I used to always wonder what you were thinking at that moment. John Connor gave me a picture of you once.
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