Terminator: Katherine Brewster? Have you sustained injury?
Kate Brewster: Drop dead, you asshole!
Terminator: I am unable to comply.
John Connor: By the time Skynet became self-aware it had spread into millions of computer servers across the planet. Ordinary computers in office buildings, dorm rooms; everywhere. It was software; in cyberspace. There was no system core; it could not be shutdown. The attack began at 6:18 PM, just as he said it would. Judgment Day, the day the human race was almost destroyed by the weapons they'd built to protect themselves. I should have realized it was never our destiny to stop Judgment Day, it was merely to survive it, together. The Terminator knew; he tried to tell us, but I didn't want to hear it. Maybe the future has been written. I don't know; all I know is what the Terminator taught me; never stop fighting. And I never will. The battle has just begun.
John Connor: No, you shouldn't exist. We took out Cyberdyne over ten years ago. We stopped Judgment Day.
Terminator: You only postponed it. Judgment Day is inevitable.
Terminator: It was Katherine Brewster who reprogrammed me and sent me back through the time displacement field.
John Connor: Why didn't I send you back?
Terminator: I'm not authorized to answer your questions.
Kate Brewster: Why didn't he send you back?
Terminator: He was dead.
John Connor: Oh, well that sucks.
John Connor: [choking on tear gas]
John Connor: Just leave me here. I'm not the one you want. You're wasting your time.
Terminator: Incorrect. John Connor leads the resistance to victory.
John Connor: How? Why? Why me?
Terminator: You are John Connor.
John Connor: Christ! My mom fed me that bullshit since the cradle! Look at me! I'm no leader! I never was! I'm never gonna...
John Connor: [is choked by Terminator]
John Connor: Let go!
Terminator: You're right. You're not the one I want. I'm wasting my time.
John Connor: Fuck you, you fucking machine!
Terminator: [releases John] Better.
John Connor: What, you were just dicking with me?
Terminator: Anger is more useful than despair.
John Connor: What?
Terminator: Basic psychology is among my sub-routines.
Kate Brewster: What exactly am I in this future of yours?
Terminator: You're John Connor's spouse and second-in-command.
Kate Brewster: [Shaking her head, clearly not pleased to hear that] No, I...
[looks at John]
John Connor: What?
Kate Brewster: [to John] You're a mess.
John Connor: Hey, you're not exactly my type, either.
Gas Station Cashier: Hey are you gonna pay for that?
[the Terminator looks at him puts his hand up]
Terminator: Talk to the hand.
Robert Brewster: Skynet? The virus has infected Skynet?
John Connor: Skynet IS the virus. It's the reason everything's falling apart!
Terminator: Skynet has become self aware. In one hour it will initiate a massive nuclear attack on its enemy.
Robert Brewster: What enemy?
John Connor: Us! Humans!
[Kate points a gun at the Terminator, threatening to shoot him]
John Connor: [indifferently] Go ahead. See what happens.
[Kate fires at the Terminator. To her amazement, the Terminator spits the bullet out]
Terminator: Don't do that.
[T-X has shot a woman she thinks is Kate]
T-X: Katherine Brewster?
[T-X sticks a finger in the woman's blood, then on her tongue for a DNA sample]
Terminator: We must reaquire Katherine Brewster.
John Connor: Why? What makes her so goddamn important?
Terminator: Through her, you make contact with remnants of the U.S. military and learn how to fight Skynet, forming the core of the Resistance. Later your children will become important.
John Connor: Whoa. What?
Terminator: She's your wife.
Kate Brewster: John, what is he saying?
John Connor: Judgment Day. The end of the world. It's today, three hours from now.
Terminator: Two hours and fifty-three minutes.
[John is holding a gun to his head]
Terminator: You cannot self-terminate.
John Connor: No, you can't. I can do anything I want. I'm a human being, not some god-damn robot.
Terminator: [correcting him] Cybernetic organism.
John Connor: Whatever! Either we go, and save her Dad, or so much for the Great John Conner. Because your future, my destiny, I want no part in it, I never did.
Terminator: Based on your pupil dilation, skin temperature, and motor functions, I calculate an 83% probability that you will not pull the trigger.
Dr. Peter Silberman: You're safe now, they can't hurt you. Kate, my name is Doctor Silberman. I'm a post trauma counselor for the Sheriff's Department. How are you feeling?
Kate Brewster: He's not human... he's really, not human.
Dr. Peter Silberman: I know what it's like to be in a hostage situation, I've been there myself. The fear, the adrenaline, you find yourself imagining things, impossible things, crazy things, insane things... takes years to get over it.
John Connor: Tell her who I am.
Terminator: John Connor is the leader of the worldwide resistance and last hope for mankind.
John Connor: [voiceover] The future has not been written. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves. I wish I could believe that. My name is John Connor, they tried to murder me before I was born, when I was 13 they tried again. Machines from the future. Terminators. All my life my mother told me the storm was coming, Judgment Day, the beginning of the war between man and machines. Three billion lives would vanish in an instant, and I would lead what was left of the human race to ultimate victory. It hasn't happened, no bombs fell, computers didn't take control, we stopped Judgment Day. I should feel safe, but I don't, so I live off the grid - no phone, no address, no one and nothing can find me. I've erased all connections to the past, but as hard as I try I can't erase my dreams, my nightmares.
[the Terminator tosses his damaged power cell out the car window. The cell then explodes in a small mushroom cloud]
Terminator: When ruptured, the fuel cells become unstable. Relax.
Kate Brewster: [screaming from the back] Help! Let me out!
Terminator: [firmly, to Kate] Relax!
[the Terminator walks into a strip club to look for clothes]
Terminator: Take off your clothes.
Male Stripper: Patience, honey.
[the T-101 steps up onto the stage]
Male Stripper: Whoa, bitch. Wait your turn.
Terminator: Your clothes.
Male Stripper: Talk to the hand.
[the T-101 grabs his hand and speaks to it]
John Connor: So... she's an anti-Terminator Terminator? You've got to be shitting me.
Terminator: No, I am not shitting you.
John Connor: Do you even remember me? Sarah Connor? Blowing up Cyberdyne? Hasta la vista, baby? Ring any bells?
Terminator: That was a different T-101.
John Connor: What, do you guys come off an assembly line or something?
John Connor: Oh man, I'm gonna have to teach you everything all over again.
Gas Station Cashier: Hey! Are you gonna pay for that?
Terminator: [raises palm to cashier] Talk to the hand.
Terminator: John Connor. It is time.
John Connor: Are you here to kill me?
Terminator: No. You must live.
Cop - Westside Street: Lady, do you have any idea how fast you were going ? Show me your license and registration.
T-X: I like your gun.
Cop - Westside Street: What ?
[Kate has just destroyed a Mini Hunter-Killer with an AK-47]
Kate Brewster: What?
John Connor: Nothing... you remind me of my mother.
John Connor: The T-X, can you find a way to destroy it?
Terminator: Unlikely. I'm an obsolete design.
Terminator: Where's John Connor?
Kate Brewster: If I tell you, do you promise to let me go?
Kate Brewster: He's, he's in the kennel. In a cage.
[the Terminator goes to close the trunk]
Kate Brewster: Hey. You said you'd let me go.
Terminator: I lied.
SWAT Team Leader: Put down your weapon, and the coffin ! Take him down ! Take him down !
Kate Brewster: Next time bring a clue, not a paintball gun.
Terminator: Your levity is good, it relieves tension and the fear of death.
Kate Brewster: So what's his story?
John Connor: He's a robot from the future. Living tissue over a metal skeleton. He means you no harm.
Terminator: [after inspecting John Connor] No sign of brain trauma.
John Connor: Yeah I'm fine, thanks.
John Connor: What is your mission?
Terminator: To... ensure the survival... of John Connor... and Katherine Brewster.
John Connor: You are about to fail that mission.
Kate Brewster: [having trouble with a barcode scanner] I hate machines.
John Connor: I feel the weight of the world bearing down on me. A future I don't want. So I keep running as fast as I can... anywhere... nowhere.
Kate Brewster: How much did you take?
John Connor: Enough.
Kate Brewster: Well, this is the stuff we use to chemically neuter dogs. Take a look.
Scott: Hon? Did you just get in?
[believing that he was talking to Kate, but finds the T-X instead]
Kate Brewster: That's the cops. You have to pull over.
John Connor: [sarcastically] Yeah, first chance I get.
Angry Man: [John Connor just rear-ended him] Son of a bitch. Goddamit. Look what you did to my car. This is my company car, asshole.
[John tries to start his car]
Angry Man: Get your ass out here. Get your ass out of the car now.
[John still trying to start the car]
Angry Man: What are you doing? If you don't have insurance, I'm gonna rip your balls off.
John Connor: Hey, listen. I don't want any problems, all right?
Angry Man: Shut up!
Kate Brewster: Help. I'm being kidnapped.
Angry Man: What's going on here? Who's back there?
John Connor: I...
Angry Man: Shut up.
[Remotely controlled police cars and ambulances approaching]
Angry Man: Well, I be goddamned. There's cops when you need them.
[John resumes to starting his car]
Kate Brewster: Let me out of here.
[Car finally starts and John was able to drive away]
Angry Man: Get back here, asshole!
Kate Brewster: You're bound to run into Scott at the wedding.
Robert Brewster: Please, I'm still in a state of denial over that.
Kate Brewster: You're not the only one.
Terminator: John Connor. It is time.
John Connor: Are you here to kill me ?
Terminator: No. You must live.
Robert Brewster: Oh Katie, I am sorry. I opened Pandora's Box.
T-X: John Connor was here. Where did he go ? Tell me. Where did he go ?
[the Terminator leads John and Kate into a mausoleum, where Sarah's coffin is. The Terminator opens the coffin. John stares in shock: the coffin is full with weapons]
Terminator: Sarah Connor was cremated in Mexico. Her friends scattered her ashes in the sea. They stored these weapons in accordance with her will.
[John sits down]
Kate Brewster: What happened to her?
John Connor: [quietly] Leukemia.
Kate Brewster: I'm sorry.
John Connor: We were living in Baja when she was diagnosed. They only gave her six months. But she fought for three years. Long enough to make sure.
Kate Brewster: To make sure?
John Connor: That the world didn't end.
[John sighs and closes his eyes]
John Connor: "Every day after this one is a gift" she told me "We made it. We're free." But I never really believed that. I guess she didn't either.