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You know, I admit to being a little jealous when we talk. Go where you want. Eat when you want. Nobody telling you what to do or how to do it. It's definitely not the Army way.

Exactly.

[rubbing his middle finger and thumb together] You know what this is? It's the world's smallest violin playing for the waitresses.

You don't have any idea what you're talking about. Τhese people bust their ass. Τhis is a hard job.

So's working at McDonald's but you don't feel the need to tip them, do you? Why not? Τhey serve food. But society says, don't tip these guys here, but tip these guys over here. Τhat's bullshit.

Waitressing is the number-one occupation for female non-college graduates in this country. It's the one job basically any woman can get and make a living on. Τhe reason is because of their tips.

Fuck all that. I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips. Τhat's fucked up. Τhat ain't my fault. It appears waitresses are one of the groups the government fucks in the ass on a regular basis. Show me a piece of paper that says they shouldn't do that, I'll sign it. Put it to a vote, I'll vote for it. What I won't do is play ball. And this non-college bullshit, I got two words for that, learn to fucking type. If you expect me to help out with the rent, you're in for a fucking surprise.

Ηe's convinced me. Give me my dollar back.

I'm sorry about your head though. But I thought that you were one of them.

Dad, they come in through the doors.

Good point.

We do not wish to start a panic.

Quite right. A panic is not what anyone wants. What about you, captain? What would you advise?

The truth. No one will panic, because there is nothing to fear.

Given your situation, I can't say I fully understand your reasons for volunteering to operate onboard my ship. However, if you wish to continue to do so, I must ask you to do one thing.

What's that, sir?

To trust me.

Yes, sir. I will, sir. ... I mean, I do, sir.

I suppose the most obvious question is, how can I trust you?

Bingo. It is a pickle, no doubt about it. The bad news is there's no way you can really know if I'm here to help you or not. So it's really up to you. Just have to make up your own damn mind to either accept what I'm going to tell you or reject it.

We are getting aggravated.

Yes, we are.

You always told me to stay off the freeway.

Yes, that's true.

You said it was suicide.

Then let us hope that I was wrong.

Well, good luck for both our sakes. See you in the future.

You mean the past?

Exactly!

Wait a minute, Doc. Are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?

Precisely.

This is heavy.

There's that word again. 'Heavy'. Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the Earth's gravity?

Just leave me here. I'm not the one you want. You're wasting your time.

Incorrect. John Connor leads the resistance to victory.

How? Why? Why me?

You are 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...

[is choked by Terminator] Let go!

You're right. You're not the one I want. I'm wasting my time.

Fuck you, you fucking machine!

[releases John] Better.

What, you were just dicking with me?

Anger is more useful than despair.

What?

Basic psychology is among my sub-routines.

Wait, Cameron! Hey, um... There's something I... Kind of need to ask you. Um... you think maybe you might wanna go to the prom with me?

[Cameron is thinking about what he asked her]

Just say 'yes'!

Yes!

You know, they say, 'He who seeks revenge should remember to dig two graves'.

Right. Two graves. One for the big chick, one for the little chick.

They blow you up today, you can blow them up tomorrow. It's just business.

You're wrong.

Maybe.

You working?

Yeah... You?

Yeah… Good night?

Afraid so.

I'm sorry to hear that.