We had twenty years to prepare. So did they.
Three billion human lives ended on August 29th, 1997. The survivors of the nuclear fire called the war Judgment Day. They lived only to face a new nightmare: the war against the machines. The computer which controlled the machines, Skynet, sent two Terminators back through time. Their mission: to destroy the leader of the human resistance, John Connor, my son.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
“You and I are such similar creatures, Vivian. We both screw people for money.”
You’re off the edge of the map, mate. Here there be monsters!
Mr. Hunt, this isn’t mission difficult, it’s mission impossible. “Difficult” should be a walk in the park for you.
This mission just got a hell of a lot more impossible…
Protecting the Earth from the scum of the universe.
You’re gonna need a bigger boat.
“Wow, THE Batman — or is it just ‘Batman’? It’s your choice, of course!”
Ignorance is bliss, my friend. Don’t burden yourself with the secrets of scary people.
Imagine having to win over the girl of your dreams…every friggin’ day.
The defense department regrets to inform you that your sons are dead because they were stupid.
Return with us to a galaxy far, far away as ten of our judges tackle the legendary Holy Trilogy.
It’s like wiping your ass with silk…I love it.
“You’ve been around a lot of corpses. Is that normal?” “What, the feet thing?” “Yeah, the feet thing.” “Yeah, it happens.” “Yeah, well I’m having a hard time concentrating. Can you do something about it?” “Like what, kill him again?”
To infinity, and beyond!