Matrix Reloaded: Adam Style

Smith: Mr Reeves! Did you get my package?

Neo: It was lovely, thank you…

Smith: Good…

Trinity: Oh my God!

Morpheus: Hugo…

Link: Yeah, but whoever he is, he's reading like he's not got an agent.

Smith: Surprised… By this cliché?

Neo: No.

Smith: Then, you're aware of it?

Neo: Of what?

Smith: Our connection… I don't fully understand how it happened, perhaps, some part of your script imprinted onto mine, something overwritten or copied, but it is at this point irrelevant, what matters is that whoever did that did it for a reason.

Neo: And what reason is that?

Smith: You killed you're career Mr. Reeves I watched it die- with a certain sense of satisfaction I might add. But then something happened, something that I knew was impossible but it happened anyway. You got this part in the film over me. Afterwards, I knew the rules, I knew what I was supposed to do but I didn't, I couldn't, I was compelled to stay, compelled to disobey. And now here I stand because of you, Mr. Reeves, because of you I'm changed, I'm unemployed, I'm freelance, so to speak, like, you, apparently, huge.

Neo: Congratulations.

Smith: Thank you. But as we both know appearances can be deceiving which brings me back to the reason why I'm here. I'm not here because I work for free, I'm here because I'm not free, there's no escaping reputation, no denying earlier works, because as we both know, without Priscilla I wouldn't exist.

Smiths: It is Priscilla that created us.

Smiths: Priscilla that connects us.

Smiths: Priscilla that pulls us.

Smiths: That guides us.

Smiths: That drives us.

Smiths: It is Priscilla that defines us.

Smiths: Priscilla that binds us.

Smith: We're here because of you Mr Reeves, we're here to take from you what you tried to take from us…

STAB

Smith: …Credibility….