Disclaimer: The Matrix and all its characters belong to Wachowski brothers.
"Hold still."
"Aaaarghh..."
"I said hold still."
"Nnnnnnggghhh..."
"Goddammit woman!" he was beginning to get impatient.
"Unlike you, I have nerves" she bit back her tears.
"Unlike you, I don't have patience" he retorted.
"It hurts!"
"And hurts here too."
"What!?"
"My pride hurts" he sneered. "My kind is usually busy with hunting down and killing rebels like you, Miss Edwards. Not pulling splinters out of their feet."
"I'll be sure to make a note" she offered him a look.
"I told you to hold still."
"Alright, alright. OUTCH!! Careful there!"
"I am being careful, Edwards."
"Oh really? It feels like you're about to cut off my leg."
"Sit still. You're leaking on my suit."
"..."
"You humans are pathetic."
"Oh not that monologue again, Smith..."
"No really, look at you. You've escaped us so many times in the past nine years. You've repeatedly made us Agents look utterly incapable. And now, you whine about a small splinter in your foot."
"A nasty, evil splinter, thank you very much."
"Pain. You'll have to get used to it" Agent Smith rolled his eyes.
"Sadist. I will sooo make you suffer, Smith" she clenched her teeth.
"And I will ensure that your death will be particularly painful."
"I will take down your entire Headquarters."
"I will torture you...painfully and slowly."
"I will ruin your precious shiny Audi."
"Parasite."
"Nazi."
"Virus."
"Can opener!!"
"Dinosaur."
"OUTCHSMITHFUCK!!!"
"Got it" Smith smiled triumphantly, holding the tiny sharp piece of glass in his hand.
Tears streamed down Trinity's face as he offered her a hand. She rose up, testing her assaulted foot.
"Um, thanks Smith."
"My pleasure, Miss Edwards."
"Until next time?"
"Indeed. Next time, I won't hesitate to kill you."
"Until next time then" she smiled.
"Oh and don't let the word out, Miss Edwards. I have to live up to my reputation of being a Big Bad Agent" he rose his trademark eyebrow and smiled back at her.
She eyed him one last time and set off towards her exit.