Oracle : Okay, now I’m supposed to say, ‘Hmmm, that’s interesting but…’ Then you say —
Neo : But what?
Oracle : But you already know what I’m going to tell you.
Neo : I’m not the One.
Oracle : Sorry, kid. You got the gift but looks like you’re waiting for something.
Neo : What?
Oracle : Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That’s how these things go. I’m sorry, kiddo. I really am. You have a good soul and I hate giving good people bad news. But don’t worry, as soon as you walk outside that door, you’ll start feeling better. You’ll remember that you don’t believe any of this fate crap. You’re in control of your own life, remember?
(He tries to nod as she reaches for the tray of cookies)
Oracle : Here, take a cookie. I promise by the time you’re done eating it, you’ll feel right as rain.
(Neo takes a cookie, the tightness in his chest slowly beginning to fade)