The unknown future rolls toward us. I face it for the first time with a sense of hope, because if a machine, a Terminator, can learn the value of human life, maybe we can too.
You did send me back to the future, but I’m back. I’m back from the future.[Emmett Brown: I just sent you back to the future.]
When the future opens up in front of you, and you may not even realize it at first, but it’s already happening.
What happens to us in the future? Do we become a**holes or something?[to Emmett, about him and Jennifer]
The future has not been written. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves. I wish I could believe that. My name is John Connor. They tried to murder me before I was born. When I was 13, they tried again. Machines from the future. Terminators. All my life my mother told me the storm was coming – Judgment Day, the beginning of a war between man and machines. Three billion lives were vanished in an instant. And I would lead what was left of the human race to ultimate victory. It hasn’t happened, no bombs fell, computers didn’t take control. We stopped Judgment Day. I should feel safe. But I don’t. So I live off the grid, no phone, no address. No one and nothing can find me. I’ve erased all connections to the past. But as hard as I try, I can’t erase my dreams. My nightmares.