Sarah Connor - My Monologue

The 1997 Judgment Day has passed and nothing has happened. People still laugh, complain, shop, and love each other www.biquge.info. I want to walk through the streets, grab everyone, and tell them that every day is a gift from heaven from now on. Please cherish every day! But in fact, I was actually drunk. That was thirty years ago, but for me, there is still a dark future that has not yet come. And it will always exist, like a long-standing dream. Unlike what the prophecy proclaimed, John went into another war. He fought on the battlefields of the Senate and the House of Representatives, and he impressed Parliament with simple emotions and hope. This extravagant hope was passed on to me by the Terminator. If a machine can learn the value of human life, we will be able to do it too.

John, my dear son. You know what, I've always loved you. You may think I'm going a little too far and indoctrinating you at such a young age with things about the Terminator and Judgment Day, but I want you to understand that I'm doing it for your good. Now that I see you, I'm getting what a leader should be, and I'm so proud. I've always known that you're always the best. Your gift is incomparable, and it guides the hope of both humans and machines.

I've been fantasizing about what our lives would be like without Judgment Day. You may laugh at me, I've been dreaming all along:

I dreamed of being old and sitting on the edge of the children's playground in New York's Central Park, watching my lovely granddaughter play happily there, and you were with her. Do you know? My dear son, how I wish I could see that day. But I knew I couldn't see it. For a long time, the dark future that never came has haunted me. I was afraid, angry, complained, but I never gave up hope. Because I know that my son will stand up and lead humanity to victory and to the light.

Remember my child, you are a human being, and you must always believe in that. Mom, I'm leaving, I can't be with you. You must not give up hope, you must believe that hope is always there, and the light is always there.

John, Mom will always bless you in heaven as you grow up, get married, and have children.

Goodbye, my child.