Neo: There is no spoon

Neo: Mr. Wizard! Get me out of here!

Trinity:( The twins just went through the floor)That's a nice trick

Morpheus: Have you ever had a dream Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream, Neo? How would you know the difference between the dream world, and the real world?

Morpheus: Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony

Tank: So what do you need? Besides a miracle.

Neo: Guns. Lots of guns.

Neo: Okey dokey.. free my mind. Right, no problem, free my mind, free my mind, no problem, right...

Cypher: Good shit, huh? It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells.

Trinity: My name's Trinity.
Neo: *The* Trinity? Who cracked the IRS d-base?
Trinity: That was a long time ago.
Neo: Jesus...
Trinity: What?
Neo: I just thought... you were a guy.
Trinity: Most guys do.

Smith: Do you hear that, Mr. Anderson? That is the sound of inevitability.

Trinity: Dodge this.

Oracle: I'd ask you to sit down, but, you're not going to anyway. And don't worry about the vase.
Neo: What vase? [Neo turns to look for a vase, and as he does, he knocks over a vase of flowers, which shatters on the floor.]
Oracle: That vase.
Neo: I'm sorry--
Oracle: I said don't worry about it. I'll get one of my kids to fix it.
Neo: How did you know?
Oracle: Ohh, what's really going to bake your noodle later on is, would you still have broken it if I hadn't said anything?

Tank: Hey Mikey I think he likes it.

Oracle: You're cuter than I thought. I can see why she likes you.
Neo: Who?
Oracle: Not too bright, though.

Morpheus: There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path.

Neo: What are you trying to tell me? That I can dodge bullets?

Morpheus: No, Neo. I'm trying to tell you that when you're ready, you won't have to.

Agent Smith: Mr. Anderson! Welcome back, we missed you. [Agent Smith pauses and looks around at the multitude of clones he has created.]
Agent Smith: Like what I've done with the place?
Neo: It ends tonight.
Agent Smith: I know it does, I've seen it. That's why the rest of me is just going to enjoy the show because we already know that I'm the one that beats you.

Neo: Hm, upgrades.

Trinity: If you tell me we'll make it I'll believe you.

Neo: We'll make it. We have to.

Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why do you do it? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something? For more that your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Yes? No? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. The temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist?

Neo: Because I choose to.

Trinity: I don't have time for this shit. [puts gun to Merovingian's head] How's this for a deal? You give me Neo, or we all die, right here, right now.

Trinity: [to the Merovingian] What's it gonna be, Merv?

The Oracle: What about the others?
The Architect: ...What others?
The Oracle: The ones that want out.
The Architect: Obviously they shall be freed.
The Oracle: I have your word?

The Architect: What do you think I am? Human?

Niobe: Ah shit, she's got a fat ass.

Merovingian: You are really ready to die for this man?
Persephone: If she has to, she'll kill everyone of us. She's in love.
Trinity: Believe it!

Smith: Mr. Anderson! Surprised to see me?

Neo: Hiya, fellas.

Agent Thompson: You!
Smith: Yes, me. [turns Thompson into another Smith]
Smith: Me... me... me...

Agent Smith Clone: Me too!

Trinity: They need you.

Neo: I need you

Seraph: The Oracle has many enemies, I had to be sure.
Neo: Of what?
Seraph: That you were The One.

Neo: You could've just asked.

Trinity: Touch me and that hand will never touch anything again.

Persephone: ...just a sample.
Trinity: How about you sample this?
[pulls out her gun]

The Oracle: So, let's get the obvious stuff out of the way.
Neo: You're not human, are you?
The Oracle: Well, it's harder to get much more obvious than that.

The Oracle: Candy?
Neo: You already know if I'm going to take it?
The Oracle: Wouldn't be much of an Oracle if I didn't.

Neo: Why are you here?

The Oracle: Same reason. I love candy.

Neo: So we need machines, and machines need us. Is that your point?
Councillor Harmann: No, no point. Old men like me don't bother in making points. There is no point.
Neo: Is that why there are no young men on the council?

Councillor Harmann: Good point.

Merovingian: French is the best language to swear in. [stream of curses] It's like wiping your ass with silk.