

This is 100% it.
It’s the buildup to smiths moment of unleashed rage when he starts unloading the desert eagle at Morpheus as he runs to the helicopter and escapes.
Before this he was calm because he was in control.
Afterwards he loses that control along with his composure.




The only meat I like to eat pure is the flesh of my enemies.
I have no need to savor the taste of my superiority over a cow or turkey.