- Are you finished loading that amunition? - Just about, sir.
Lets move it, we're out of time.
You're not leaving them anything?
Said he didn't need it.
I ain't saying goodbye, I'm saying good luck.
Thank you.
I can only hope you know what you're doing.
Me too.
It was an honour, Sir.
No, the honour's still mine.
We're ready sir.
'Bout damned time.
We're already late Captain, so lets hit it and hit it hard.
Bye baby, take good care of them.
Ready?
Engine's still firing.
Must be a fuse, I'll check it out.
I should've known he'd send his bitch first.
Bane!
No one ever got away from me as many times as you did.
Every single time I thought it was the last.
Everytime I was sure we had you, but somehow you'd slip through our fingers.
I really can't express just how aggravating that can be.
What are you talking about?
I think I might enjoy killing you as much as killing him.
Neo, it's Bane, he's psychotic!
You're gonna pay for that.
27 kilometers to go.
- Captain, we got an emergency down here. - What is it AK?
It's Maggie, sir.
She's dead.
- Murdered. It was Bane. - Goddamn it.
I knew it. I knew he was out of his goddamn mind.
He fired that EMP. God damn it, I should have beaten it out of him.
We've searched the whole ship Captain.
He ain't here.
- I know where he is. - The Logos.
- We gotta go back. - Too late.
You don't know that, what if they need our help?
- It's too dangerous. - Why?
Because if he's killed them, he will control another EMP.
At this point they're on their own.
Just like us.
Mr. Anderson...
I see you're as predictable in this world as you are in the other.
- What? - He's out of his mind.
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.
Don't do it.
- Shoot, shoot now. - Yes, shoot. Frie us.
- Burn us alive! - Do it!
If you don't he'll kill us both.
He knows he should do it, but he won't.
- He can't. - Do it.
Back away from the gun and turn around.
Let her go.
- Who are you? - Still don't recognize me?
I admit, it's difficult to even think, encased in this rotting piece of meat.
Stink of it filling every breath, a suffocating cloud you can't escape.
Disgusting.
Look at how pathetically fragile it is.
Nothing this weak is meant to survive.
What do you want?
I want what you want.
Yes...
That's it Mr. Anderson.
Look past the flesh, look through the soft gelatin...
...of these dull cow eyes, and see your enemy.
No.
Oh, yes, Mr. Anderson.
It can't be.
There's nowhere I can't go, there's nowhere I won't find you.
It's impossible.
Not impossible.
Inevitable.
Goodbye Mr. Anderson.
This is it, it's gotta be.
Oh no!
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.
I can see you.
It's not over Mr. Anderson, it's not over.
- Trinity! - Neo.
Oh, no.
Your eyes.
I'll be ok.
It's alright Trin.
But I think you're gonna have to drive.
Seismic's projecting 22 minutes to breach.
They can't know we don't have an MP. They'll have to attack in waves.
Concentrate our offense on the diggers.
Order the APUs into position.
Yes, sir.
All right.
This is it.
Now, you all know me,
so I'll just say this as simple as I can.
If it's our time to die, it's our time.
All I ask is: if we have to give these bastards our lives...
...we give them hell before we do!
You scared Charra?
Shit, yeah.
I'll make you a deal, though.
You keep loadin', I keep shootin'.
Deal.
- Holy Christ, would you look at that? - Quiet.
- How far down is the opening? - 1.4 kilometers
We're still generating too hot field.
Ghost, kill all auxilliary systems.
Give me full manual, drop down to four pads.
It'll bottom out!
Easy baby.
700 meters.
If we can just get close enough.
600 meters.
There.
Shit.
- Jig's up, here they come. - Give me full power, full systems!
Man the gun turrets! Goddamn.
- Go, go! - Ghost, you're the best gunner we have, go with them.
Morpheus take his place.
I'm coming baby.
Here they come.
- Slow down, this ain't the Logos! - Hold on to your lunch, Roland, here we go.
Holy Christ, didn't know this ship could do that.
Breached! The dock is breached!
Knuckle up!
For Zion!
Shit.
Come on, let's go!
Knuckle up!
Reload!
Reload nine!
Go, go! Move, move!
Watch the right!
They can't get through!
Guna!
Oh my God.
Where the hell is my infantry?
I want that goddamn machine taken down!
Dig this.
Oh, shit!
- 72 at the breach point! - Goddamnit.
Shit, she's got a fat ass!
- Keep 'em off me. - Goddamn, there's a shitload of 'em.
- Captain, do you see that? - They're going for the radio, stop 'em.
Damn it.
Yeah.
Grab my belt.
Just give me one clean shot.
Damn it!
Commander Lock, I've got incoming!
- I've got a dock load of incoming! - Sir, yes Sir, but this is different, Sir.
- What? - I think it's one of ours.
- That's impossible. - Holographics are trying to confirm, Sir.
- Contact them, I want access codes. - We're trying Sir, there's no response.
It's a trick. That's not one of ours, it can't be.
That's a mechanical line, no one can pilot mechanical.
For and aft, 30 degrees 80 percent.
30 degrees, 80.
- Fore starboard, 60 degrees, 20 percent. - 60 degrees.
Shit!
- Come on, keep up! - I'm trying!
Sir, holographic confirms.
It's the Hammer Sir.
How can that be?
The ship is under attack, sustaining heavy damage.
But at its present velocity it'll reach Gate 3 in 12 minutes.
Sir, their EMP could take out every sentinel up there.
It'd take out more than that.
It'd wipe out our entire defense system.
We blow an EMP in there, we will lose the dock.
Sir, we've already lost the dock.
Open the gate.
Gate 3's not responding!
It's taken critical damage, Sir!
We've lost control!
We can't open it!
- There's the exit. - On my mark, give me full power.
90 degrees lower right starboard.
Full power.
90 degrees.
Now!
Keep going baby!
Goddamn woman, you can drive!
We ain't home yet. What about the Gate?
The sentinels are inside the dock.
Are we too late?
- How many APUs are operational? - Thirteen, Sir.
Get me the one closest to Gate 3.
Reload!
It's pissin' metal.
Go!
Heads up, they're coming around!!
Behind you!
It's jammed!
Forget it, Kid! Get outta here!
Got it!
Captain Mifune!
No.
They're coming.
They're coming. The Hammer.
What?
You have to open that gate.
Cut the counterweights.
You can do it.
Hurry, there's no time.
Captain. I didn't finish the training program.
Neither did I.
Lock that down.
Kill the feeder.
We won't make it. we gotta blow the EMP now.
Come on, someone, please!
Keep the weight forward.
Light as a feather, light as a feather.
Commander, holographics reports Captain Mifune's APU is up and moving to Gate 3.
Don't oversqueeze the trigger.
Captain Mifune's APU just reached Gate 3.
- How much time? - Two minutes to impact.
Captain Mifune, do you copy?
His radio is down, Sir.
Mifune...
This is Lock.
I don't know if you can hear me, but if you can...
...the Hammer is two minutes away.
You got two minutes, Captain...
...to get that Gate open.
Link!
Get to the main deck! Charge the EMP!
Do it, Kid.
Neo, I believe.
Yes.
Can we make it?
We ain't come this far.
Almost home.
Burn it Link!
You did it.
No, we did it.
You're a hell of a pilot.
Some things in this world never change.
But some things do?
Luckily, some things do.
Link!
Zee?
- Link? - Zee!
I knew you'd come. I knew it.
I made a promise.
You did wear it.
Are you kidding? I'm never gonna take it off.
Three captains, one ship
I'll assume the other ships were lost under equally pointless circumstances
It's good to see you too, Jason
The council is waiting to hear your explanation
You would forgive me for not attending but I have to try to salvage this debacle
Did I miss something, commander? I thought we'd just saved the dock.
That's the problem with you people.
You can't think for five minutes in front of your face.
The EMP knocked out almost every piece of hardware and every APU.
If I were the machines, I would send every sentinel I had here right now
Saved the dock, Captain? You've just handed it to them on a silver platter
Come on, get it cut!
The bridge is clear
Do you hear that?
Get that cable run
I want the system back online.
Commander, it's the dock. We've got incoming.
Order everyone to fall back.
Seal all the shaft. Now!
Move it!
Oh my God!
All clear
Do it!
Go! Go!
Your move!
So you gave them your ship.
That is correct, Councillor, I did.
Knowing what he planned to do with it?
And the Oracle said nothing of this?
She told me that Neo would need my help and when the time came...
...I would choose to help him or not.
But what hope can a single vessel have against their entire defense system?
None, it's completely impossible.
But he wouldn't listen.
He wouldn't even take any ammunition. He was totally out of his goddamn mind.
No, he wasn't.
Neo is doing what he believes he must do.
I don't know if what he's doing is right.
I don't know if he'll reach the machine city.
And if he does, I don't know what he can do to save us.
But I do know that as long as there's single breath in his body...
...he will not give up.
And neither can we.
Temperature's dropping.
Here we go.
We're over the fields, aren't we?
How do you know that?
I can feel them.
Over there.
There is our path, can you see it?
- Three lines. - Power lines.
Follow them.
What are they doing?
I don't know.
Lieutenant!
Goddamn it!
What do we do now, Commander?
It's now a matter of time.
Machines will breach the walls of the city.
I recommend that the Council join the rest of the non-military personnel inside the Temple.
How long do we have?
Two hours, maybe less.
My men have begun fortifying the entrance with enough artillery to make our last stand.
Beyond that there isn't anything more I can do.
Commander, do you think that we have any chance of surviving?
If I were you, Councillor, I wouldn't ask me that question.
I would ask him.
Why?
Because he's the one who believes in miracles.
There, those mountains.
That's it.
- Do you see what's out there? - Yes.
If you tell me we'll make it I'll believe you.
We'll make it.
We have to.