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John Connor: Holy s—-, now don’t take this the wrong way, but you are a Terminator, right?
The Terminator: Yes. Cyberdyne Systems, Model 101.
John Connor: Whoa. Holy s—-. You’re really real. I mean, whoa. You’re like a machine underneath, right? But alive outside?
The Terminator: I’m a cybernetic organism. Living tissue over a metal endoskeleton.
John Connor: This is intense. Get a grip John, okay. You’re not here to kill me. I figured that part out for myself. So what’s the deal?
The Terminator: My mission is to protect you.
John Connor: Yeah? Who sent you?
The Terminator: You did. 35 years from now, you reprogrammed me to be your protector here, in this time.
John Connor: This is deep.
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No, I haven’t seen Terminator Salvation yet.
Yes, that’s an AWFUL rendition of a Harley-Davidson.
