Choice

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.

Neo: I've never heard of them.

The Oracle: 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.

Neo: Programs hacking programs. Why?

The Oracle: They have their reasons, but usually a program chooses exile when it faces deletion.

Neo: And why would a program be deleted?

The Oracle: Maybe it breaks down. Maybe a better program is created to replace it - happens all
the time, and when it does, a program can either choose to hide here, or return to The Source.

Neo: The machine mainframe?

The Oracle: Yes. Where you must go. Where the path of The One ends. You've seen it, in your dreams, haven't you? The door made of light?

Neo: [nods]

The Oracle: What happens when you go through the door?

Neo: I see Trinity, and something happens, something bad. She starts to fall, and then I wake up.

The Oracle: Do you see her die?

Neo: No.

The Oracle: You have the sight now, Neo. You are looking at the world without time.

Neo: Then why can't I see what happens to her?

The Oracle: We can never see past the choices we don't understand.

Neo: Are you saying I have to choose whether Trinity lives or dies?

The Oracle: No. You've already made the choice, now you have to understand it.

Neo: No, I can't do that. I won't.

The Oracle: You have to.

Neo: Why?

The Oracle: Because you're The One.

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Oracle: That's it. That's the secret. You've got to use your hands.

Sati: Why?

Oracle: Cookies need love like everything does.

Sati: Neo!

Oracle: I was hoping to have these done before you got here. Oh well. Sati, honey, I think it's
time for a tasting. Take the bowl to Seraph and find out if they're ready.

Sati: Okay.

Neo: Me too.

Oracle: So, do you recognize me?

Neo: A part of you.

Oracle: Yeah, that's how it works. Some bits you lose, some bits you keep. I don't yet recognize my face in the mirror, but... I still love candy.

Neo: No, thank you.

Oracle: Remember what you were like when you first walked through my door, jittery as a junebug? And now just look at you. You sure did surprise me, Neo, and you still do.

Neo: You gave me a few surprises, too.

Oracle: I hope I helped.

Neo: You helped me to get here, but my question is why? Where does this go? Where does it end?

Oracle: I don't know.

Neo: You don't know or you won't tell me?

Oracle: I told you before. No one can see beyond a choice they don't understand, and I mean no one.

Neo: What choice?

Oracle: It doesn't matter. It's my choice. I have mine to make, same as you have yours.

Neo: Does that include what things to tell me and what not to tell me?

Oracle: Of course not.

Neo: Then why didn't you tell me about the Architect? Why didn't you tell me about Zion, the
Ones before me - why didn't you tell me the truth?

Oracle: Because it wasn't time for you to know.

Neo: Who decided it wasn't time?

Oracle: You know who.

Neo: I did. Then I think it's time for me to know a few more things.

Oracle: So do I.

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