[Kyle and Sarah escape the Terminator's assault at the police station and hide in a storm drain to tend to his wounds]
Would you talk about something?
What?
I don't know. Anything. Just talk. Tell me about my son.
He's about my height. He has your eyes.
What's he like?
You trust him. He's got a strength. I'd die for John Connor.
Well, at least now I know what to name him. I don't suppose you know who the father is so I won't tell him to get lost when I meet him.
John never said much about him. I know he dies before the war-
Wait! I don't want to know. So, was it John that sent you here?
I volunteered.
Why?
It was a chance to meet the legend... Sarah Connor. Taught her son to fight, organize, prepare from when he was a kid. When you were in hiding before the war.
You're talking about things I haven't done yet, in the past tense. It's driving me crazy. Are you sure you have the right person?
I'm sure.
[angry, irritated]
Oh, come on. Do I look like the mother of the future? I mean am I tough, organized? I can't even balance my checkbook! Look Reese, I didn't ask for this honor and I don't want it, any of it!
Your son gave me a message to give to you. He made me memorize it. [reciting] "Thank you, Sarah, for your courage through the dark years. I can't help you with what you must soon face, except to say that the future is not set. You must be stronger than you imagine you can be. You must survive, or I will never exist." That is all. [examines the bandage Sarah has put on his hand] It's a good field dressing.
