The Matrix1999

Agent Smith:
[he and Cypher are eating at a fancy restaurant] Do we have a deal, Mr. Reagan?

Cypher:
[cuts a piece of steak; holds it in front of him] Y’know, I know this steak doesn't exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? [eats the piece of steak; sighs contently] Ignorance is bliss.

Agent Smith:
Then we have a deal?

Cypher:
I don't wanna remember nothing. Nothing, you understand? And I wanna be rich. Y’know, someone important…like an actor.

Agent Smith:
Whatever you want, Mr. Reagan.

Cypher:
Okay. Get my body back into a power plant, re-insert me into the Matrix, I'll get you what you want.

Agent Smith:
Access codes to the Zion mainframe.

Cypher:
No, I told you, I don't know them. I can get you the man who does.

Agent Smith:
Morpheus.