MORPHEUS
What is real? How do you define real? If you're talking about what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.
What is real? How do you define real? If you're talking about what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.
MORPHEUS
This is the world you know. The world as it was at the end of the Twentieth Century. It exists now only as part of a neural- interactive simulation that we call the Matrix.
This is the world you know. The world as it was at the end of the Twentieth Century. It exists now only as part of a neural- interactive simulation that we call the Matrix.
He changes the channel and we see a very different city as we enter the television.
MORPHEUS
You have been living inside a dreamworld, Neo. As in Baudrillard's vision, your whole life has been spent inside the map, not the territory. This is the world as it exists today.
You have been living inside a dreamworld, Neo. As in Baudrillard's vision, your whole life has been spent inside the map, not the territory. This is the world as it exists today.
In the distance, we see the ruins of a future city protruding from the wasteland like the blackened ribs of a long-dead corpse.
Beneath us, the water is gone.
We TURN AND DESCEND, SPIRALING DOWN TOWARD the lake bed which is scorched and split like burnt flesh, where we FIND Morpheus and Neo. Neo clings to the chair, trying to get his bearings.
MORPHEUS
We have only bits and pieces of information. What we know for certain is that, at some point in the early Twenty-first Century, all of mankind was united in celebration. Through the blinding inebriation of hubris, we marveled at our magnificence as we gave birth to A.I.
NEO
A.I.? You mean artificial intelligence?
MORPHEUS
Yes. A singular consciousness that spawned an entire race of machines. I must say I find it almost funny to imagine the world slapping itself on the back, toasting the new age. I say almost funny.
We have only bits and pieces of information. What we know for certain is that, at some point in the early Twenty-first Century, all of mankind was united in celebration. Through the blinding inebriation of hubris, we marveled at our magnificence as we gave birth to A.I.
NEO
A.I.? You mean artificial intelligence?
MORPHEUS
Yes. A singular consciousness that spawned an entire race of machines. I must say I find it almost funny to imagine the world slapping itself on the back, toasting the new age. I say almost funny.
He looks up and his sunglasses reflect the obsidian clouds roiling overhead.
MORPHEUS
We don't know who struck first. Us or them. But we do know it was us that scorched the sky. At the time, they were dependent on solar power. It was believed they would be unable to survive without an energy source as abundant as the sun.
As we DESCEND INTO the circular window of his glasses, there is a flash of lightning.
MORPHEUS
Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony.
