Logos: main deck
• Bane: Mr. Anderson. I see you're as predictable in this world as you are in the other.
• Neo: What?
• Trinity: He's out of his mind.
• Bane: It might appear that way to you, but Mr. Anderson and I know that appearances can be deceiving. Confused, Mr. Anderson? It'll all become clear in a moment. Now, thank you for bringing me the gun. You can set it down right there.
• Trinity: Don't do it. Shoot. Shoot now.
• Bane: Yes, shoot, fry us, burn us alive!
• Trinity: Shoot, Neo. If you don't, he'll kill us both.
• Bane: Look at him. He knows he should do it but he won't. He can't.
• Trinity: Do it.
• {Neo puts the gun down}
• Bane: Back away from the gun and turn around.
• Neo: Let her go.
• Bane: Somehow familiar, isn't it?. We've been here before, you and I. Remember? I do. I think of nothing else.
• Neo: Who are you?
• Bane: Still don't recognize me? I admit, it is difficult to think, encased in this rotting piece of meat. The stink of it filling every breath, a suffocating cloud you can't escape. *spits blood* Disgusting! Look at how pathetically fragile it is. Nothing this weak is meant to survive.
• Neo: What do you want?
• Bane: I want what you want.
• {Neo looks up with recognition in his eyes}
• Bane: Yes... That's it, Mr. Anderson. Look past the flesh, look through the soft gelatin of these dull cow eyes and see your enemy.
• Neo: No.
• Bane: Oh yes, Mr. Anderson.
• Neo: It can't be.
• Bane: There's nowhere I can't go, there's nowhere I won't find you.
• Neo: It's impossible.
• Bane: Not impossible. Inevitable. Goodbye, Mr. Anderson.
• Trinity: This is it, it's gotta be. {She pushes a circuit breaker, the lights go out}
• {Bane/Neo fight}
• Neo: *screams*
• Trinity: Oh, no.
• Bane: I wish you could see yourself, Mr. Anderson. The blind messiah. You're a symbol for all of your kind, Mr. Anderson. Helpless, pathetic. Just waiting to be put out of your misery.
• Neo: I can see you.
• Bane: It's not over, Mr. Anderson. It's not over.
• Neo: Trinity!
• Trinity: Neo. Oh no. Your eyes.
• Neo: I'll be okay. It's all right, Trin. But I think you're gonna have to drive.