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Sarah: It's like a giant strobe light, burning right through my eyes. Somehow I can still see... Look, we know the dream's the same every night. Why do I have to--? Silberman: Please continue. Sarah: Children look like burnt paper... black... not moving... and then then the blast wave hits them... and they fly apart like leaves! [sobs] Silberman: Dreams of cataclysm, the end of the world are very common. Sarah: It's not a dream, you moron, it's real. I know the date it happens! Silberman: I'm sure it feels very real to you. Sarah: On August 29th, 1997, it's gonna feel pretty fucking real to you, too! Anybody not wearing two-million sunblock is gonna have a real bad day, get it?!

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John: Now don't take this the wrong way, but you are a Terminator, right? Terminator: Yes. Cyberdyne Systems Model 101. John: [pokes at one of Terminator's bullet wounds] 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. Living tissue over a metal endoskeleton. John: [pokes another wound, sees blood on his fingertips] This is intense. Get a grip, John. Okay, um, you're not here to kill me. I figured that part out for myself. So what's the deal? Terminator: My mission is to protect you. John: Yeah? Who sent you? Terminator: You did. Thirty-five years from now, you reprogrammed me to be your protector here, in this time. John: Oh, this is deep.

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John: So, this other guy, he's a Terminator like you, right? Terminator: Not like me. A T-1000. Advanced prototype. John: You mean more advanced than you are? Terminator: Yes. A mimetic polyalloy. John: What the hell does that mean? Terminator: Liquid metal. John: Where are we going? Terminator: We have to get out of the city immediately. And avoid the authorities. John: Listen, I gotta stop at my house first. I wanna pick up some stuff. Terminator: Negative. The T-1000 will definitely try to reacquire you there. John: You sure? Terminator: I would.

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John: I need a minute here. You're telling me this thing can make itself look like anything it touches? Terminator: Anything it samples by physical contact. John: Get real. So it could disguise itself as a pack of cigarettes? Terminator: No, only an object of equal size. John: Well, why not just become a bomb or something and come get me? Terminator: It can't form complex machines. Guns and explosives have chemicals, moving parts. It doesn't work that way. But it can form solid metal shapes. John: Like what? Terminator: Knives and stabbing weapons.

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Silberman: Yeah, you're right about number 24. Increase the medication to 250 milligrams. Orderly: Same kind? Silberman: You...you broke my arm! Sarah: There are 215 bones in the human body. That's one. Now don't move! [fills the syringe with drain cleaner] Silberman: What are you going to do?

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Terminator: Why do we stop now? John: Now, you gotta promise me you're not gonna kill anyone, right? Terminator: Right. John: Swear? Terminator: What? John: Just put up your hand and say, 'I swear I won't kill anyone.' Terminator: [raises hand] I swear I will not kill anyone. John: Alright, let's go. Guard: Visiting hours is 10 to 4 Monday through Friday. 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.

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Sarah: Keep it under 65. We don't wanna get pulled over. Terminator: Affirmative. John: No, no, no, no. You gotta listen to way people talk, You don't say "Affirmative" or some shit like that. You say "No problemo." And if someone comes on to you with an attitude, you say "Eat me". And if you want to shine them on, it's "Hasta la vista, baby". Terminator: Hasta la vista, baby? John: Yeah Or "Later, dick wad." And if someone gets upset, you say "Chill out!" Or you can do combinations. Terminator: Chill out, dick wad. John: Great! See, you're getting it! Terminator: No problemo.

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Sarah Connor: I need to know how Skynet gets built. Who's responsible? Terminator: The man most directly responsible is Miles Bennett Dyson. Sarah: Who is that? Terminator: He's the director of special projects at Cyberdyne Systems Corporation. Sarah: Why him? Terminator: In a few months, he creates a revolutionary type of microprocessor. Sarah: Go on. Then what? Terminator: In three years, Cyberdyne will become the largest supplier of military computer systems. All stealth bombers are upgraded with Cyberdyne computers, becoming fully unmanned. Afterwards, they fly with a perfect operational record. The Skynet Funding Bill is passed. The system goes online on August 4th, 1997. Human decisions are removed from strategic defense. Skynet begins to learn at a geometric rate. It becomes self-aware at 2:14 AM, Eastern time, August 29th. In a panic, they try to pull the plug. Sarah: Skynet fights back. Terminator: Yes. It launches its missiles against the targets in Russia. John Connor: Why a

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John: I wish I could have met my real dad. Terminator: You will. John: Yeah, I guess. When I'm like, 45, I guess. They sent him back through time to 1984. Man. He hadn't even been born yet. It messes with your head. Mom and him were only together for, like, one night, but she still loves him, I guess. I see her crying sometimes. She denies it totally of course, like she got something stuck in her eye. Terminator: [pause] Why do you cry? John: You mean people? Terminator: Yes. John: I don't know. We just cry. You know. When it hurts. Terminator: Pain causes it? John: Uh-unh, no, it's different... It's when there's nothing wrong with you but you hurt anyways. You get it? Terminator: No.

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Sarah: [voiceover] Dyson listened while the Terminator laid it all down. Skynet, Judgment Day, the history of things to come. It's not every day that you find out you're responsible for three billion deaths. He took it pretty well. Miles Dyson: [after the Terminator completes his story] I feel like I'm gonna throw up. You're judging me on things I haven't even done yet. How were we supposed to know? Sarah: Yeah. Right. How were you supposed to know? Fucking men like you built the hydrogen bomb. Men like you thought it up. You think you're so creative. You don't know what it's like to really create something, to create a life, feel it growing inside you. All you know how to create is death and destruction–! John: Mom! We need to be a little more constructive here, okay? We still have to stop this from happening, don't we? Tarissa Dyson: But I thought... Aren't we changing things, I mean right now, changing the way it goes? Dyson: That's right. There's no way I'm gonna finish the new pro

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Dyson: We have to destroy all the stuff at the lab; the files, the disk drives, everything, everything here. Everything. I don't care. [Realizes something] The chip. Do you know about the chip? Sarah: What chip? Dyson: They keep it in the vault at Cyberdyne. It must be from the other one, like you. Terminator: The CPU from the first Terminator? Sarah: Son of a bitch, I knew it! Dyson: They told us not to ask where they got it. Sarah: Those lying motherfuckers!... Dyson: It was scary stuff, but radically advanced. I mean, it was smashed, it didn't work, but...it gave us ideas, took us in new directions. I mean, things we would have never...All my work was based on it. Terminator: It must be destroyed.

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Terminator: I'll take care of the police. John: Hey, wait! You swore! Terminator: [grins] Trust me.

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John: Is it dead? Terminator: Terminated. John: [brings out the robot arm] Will this melt in there? Terminator: Yes. Throw it in. John: Adios. [throws the arm into the molten steel vat] Terminator: And the chip. [John throws chip into the molten steel vat] Sarah: [relieved] It's over. Terminator: No. There is one more chip. [points to his own head] And it must be destroyed also. [hands Sarah the controller for the winch] Here. I cannot self-terminate. You must lower me into the steel. John: No. [tearfully, hugging the T-800] No! Terminator: I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry. John: No! It'll be okay! Stay with us! It'll be okay! Terminator: I have to go away. John: No! Don't do it, please! Don't go! Terminator: I must go away, John. John: No! No, wait! Wait, you don't have to do this! Terminator: [gets the chain] I'm sorry. John: No, don't do it! Don't go! Terminator: It has to end here. John: I order you not to go. I order you not to go! [breaks down sobbing] I order you not to go!!! Terminat