I'd like to share a revelation that I've had... during my time here.
It came to me when I tried to classify your species...
and I realized... that you're not actually mammals.
Every mammal on this planet... instinctively develops an equilibrium with the surrounding environment.
But you humans do not.
You move to an area, and you multiply and multiply...
until every natural resource is consumed.
The only way you can survive... is to spread to another area.
There is another organism on this planet... that follows the same pattern.
Do you know what it is? A virus.
Human beings are a disease. A cancer of this planet.
You are a plague. And we... are the cure.
Okay, so what do you need? Besides a miracle.
Guns. Lots of guns.
No one has ever done anything like this.
That's why it's going to work.
Why isn't the serum working?
Perhaps we're asking the wrong questions.
Leave me with him. Now.
Hold on, Morpheus. They're coming for you.
They're coming.
Can you hear me, Morpheus?
I'm going to be honest... with you.
I... hate... this place...
this zoo... this prison... this reality, whatever you want to call it.
I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell.
If there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it.
I can... taste... your stink. And every time I do, I fear that I have somehow been infected by it. It's repulsive.
Isn't it? I must get out of here.
I must get free. And in this mind is the key.
My key. Once Zion is destroyed, there is no need for me to be here. Do you understand?
I need the codes. I have to get inside Zion...
and you have to tell me how.
You're going to tell me... or you're going to die.