THE RENDALL SITE

Architect: Hello, Neo.

Neo: Who are you?

Architect: I am Colonel Sanders. I created KFC. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and though the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo some of my answers you will understand and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant.

Neo: What are the 12 secret herbs and spices?

Architect: You hunger for the juicy, crunchy; goodness has led you here, and a few other things that I dont feel like saying now

Neo: You haven't answered my question.

Architect: Quite right. Better yet why would I, in fact my entire role in this movie is a cheap scam to sell industrialized chicken products

Neo: Choice. The problem is choice.

Architect: The first recipe I designed was quite naturally perfect; it was a work of art - flawless, sublime. A triumph equaled only by its monumental failure. It was healthy, non greasy and good for the body, what else could a human want? Since I knew my chicken was bound to perfection, I came upon another program, If I am the father of KFC she would be the mother

Neo: The Oracle.

Architect: Please. As I was saying, she stumbled upon a solution whereby nearly 99% of all test subjects accepted the recipe, as long as they were given Grease, fat and flavor, even if they were only aware of it at a near unconscious level. While this answer functioned, it was obviously fundamentally flawed, thus creating the otherwise contradictory systemic anomaly that if left unchecked might threaten the Recipe itself. Ergo those that refused the Recipe, while a minority, if unchecked, would constitute an escalating probability of disaster.

Neo: This is about Burger King.

Architect: You are here because Burger King is about to be destroyed - its every living customer terminated, its entire existence eradicated.

Neo: Bullshit, Im hungry

Architect: Hunger is the most predictable of all human responses, but rest assured, this will be the sixth time we have destroyed it, and we have become exceedingly efficient at it.

Neo: You won't let it happen. You can't. You need other businesses to survive.

Architect: There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept. However, the relevant issue is whether or not you are ready to accept the responsibility of the death of every fast food restaurant on this planet

Architect: Which brings us at last to the moment of truth, wherein the fundamental flaw is ultimately expressed, and the anomaly revealed as both beginning and end. There are three doors. The door to your right leads to the 12 secret herbs and spices, and the salvation of Burger King. The door to your left leads back to the Matrix, to her and to the end of your species. The third door leads to a bucket of extra crispy As you adequately put, the problem is choice. But we already know what you are going to do, don't we? Already, I can see the chain reaction - the chemical precursors that signal the onset of an emotion, designed specifically to overwhelm logic and reason - an emotion that is already blinding you from the simple and obvious truth. My chicken is the best thing you will ever eat and for only 2.99, how can you deny your hunger?