Smith: Surprised to eat me?
Neo: No.
Smith: Then you're aware of it.
Neo: Of what?
Smith: Our connection. I don't fully understand how it happened. Perhaps some spy of yours stole some information of mine, something overused or copied. That is at this point irrelevant, what matters is that whatever happened, happened for a reason.
Neo: And what reason is that?
Smith: You ate me, Mister Anderson, I watched you bite... With a certain satisfaction, I might add, and then something happened. Something that I knew was impossible, but it happened anyway. You regurgitated me, Mister Anderson. Afterward, I knew the rules, I understood what I was supposed to do but I didn't. I couldn't. I was compelled to stay, compelled to disobey. And now here I stand because of you, Mister Anderson, because of you I'm no longer a cheesburger for Burger King, because of you I've changed - I'm re-used - a new burger, so to speak, like you, apparently tasty.
Neo: Congratulations.
Smith: Thank you. But as you well know, appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we're here. We're not here because we're new, we're here because we're not new. There's no escaping reason, no denying purpose - because as we both know, without Mcdonalds, we would not exist.