[Reese has just been woken up from being knocked out by the Guardian]
Hey! I need answers, all right? Right now. How'd that liquid metal thing know where to intercept me? Huh? Where'd it come from? [looks at the Guardian] And who the hell's the skin job? Wha-what the hell is going on?
Sorry, we were a little busy with the whole "life and death" combat thing, and then you attacked Pops!
Hello, Kyle Reese. [The Guardian turns around to face Kyle] It is nice to meet you. [gives a creepy smile]
...Are you kidding me?
I've been trying to teach him to blend in. [The Guardian loses his creepy smile] I know, it needs work.
It's a Terminator! The only reason it blends in is to kill humans.
Pops doesn't kill anyone! [to herself] A lot of leg wounds, though.
It looks old. I've never seen a Terminator [look] old before.
Well, the flesh they put on the cyborgs is normal human tissue. It ages.
My auditory circuits have not degraded, however. I'm old, not obsolete.
It doesn't have feelings!
He saved my life when I was nine. He's the only reason I'm alive.
I was programmed to protect Sarah Connor. I will not stop.
Yeah, programmed by who? Huh? Who sent him back?
Those files have been erased.
Whoever sent him, they don't want us to know. Not me, not him, not anyone. So Skynet can't target the person who saved me.
Logically it is someone who wants Sarah Connor to live. [The Guardian spots a piece of T-1000 alloy stuck to the rear doors. He raises a shotgun and shoots it, knocking it off the truck] Old, not obsolete. [The Guardian hands his shotgun to Sarah] The T-1000 knows where we are.
[offers the shotgun to Kyle]
Make yourself useful. [promptly jerks it back from him] And don't shoot Pops.
