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?

-- Agent Smith, The Matrix