Neo was angry at how the whole thing turned out. He checked Martha's pulse with his fingers for the last time. It wasn't there anymore and he didn't feel a thing. She was definitely dead. Neo slammed his sidearm on the floor out of annoyance and infuriation. "God-fuckin'-damn it, we kno' wha' it was already! It's a motha'fuckin' demon, for shit's sake! Why can't she just fuckin' talk!?"<br/><br/>He raised himself up from the floor and tried to take a cigarette. But he, again, forgot that he ran out of them. "Shit! Shit!!" he lividly uttered. He almost wanted to throw a massive fit of rage due to the fact that Martha chose to kill herself rather than to just reveal the secret. It didn't help that Unknown had to say the whole point out loud to him, that whatever they did was worth dying for than exposing. To Neo, it was incomprehensible that someone would choose a secret he considered worthless over living and getting away easily.<br/><br/>When Neo took a quick but deep frustrated breath, he complained "Dis old bitch jus' made shit hawda' fo' us! Now, we gotta bug the fuck outta this place too and call it a fuckin' day wit' the questionin'! We hafta coo' down righ' now, then come back 'ere when she's literally six feet undah. Maybe she's got shit in this place we haven't found yet, but we need to call it a day righ' now!"